“3. Scrabble
It all started - as all the best stories do - with too much alcohol.
Revelation
Clubbing wasn't my thing, but Lottie insisted,
"It's my birthday!"
And so, we drank, we danced, we laughed, we drank. It was a good night, to be fair. And as it got close to midnight, we set out in search of food, stuffed our faces with greasy, delicious kebabs, and then settled in a quiet pub to wind down.
Taxis and ride-shares were called, and slowly the party trickled away, until it was just me, Sophie, and the birthday girl; the last ones standing (so to speak).
"Okay, one last round before we head out". I couldn't do it, I could barely see. "But it's my biiirthdaaay!" Hadn't it gone past midnight? It didn't matter, Lottie was already staggering towards the bar.
And then it was just me and Sophie. Why did it feel so awkward?
"Why don't we have sex anymore…?" she slurred, then put her hands over her mouth, realising she’d just... ” (2,045 words)

“Chapter 29
My eyes slowly opened, allowing my bedroom to come into view. The soft, morning light from the window was just bright enough to illuminate the area, lighting the bed and walls just enough despite the darkness of the outside world. My hand travelled around me, gliding across the soft mattress and open blanket and revealed that I was alone in the room. There was no one else sharing my bed.
I pulled my eyes open further, sitting myself up and allowing the blanket to fall off my body, revealing the plain white bra and underwear that covered my form. They belonged to my sister. I let out a short chuckle, realising we must have accidentally put on the wrong pair of undergarments last night before going to sleep in each other's arms, a small mistake that was not new to us.
I looked around the room, scanning my vision across, even going as far as to stare at the cold, unused bed on the other side, but there was no sign of my sister.
"Emily?" I asked, my voice... ” (9,503 words)

“Part One
Our embrace was a fleeting comfort as an alarm went off at 7am on a cold and cloudy Saturday in November. I acted like I was still asleep. As she left my embrace to turn off her alarm and start her day. I rotated to my back and got a light kiss on the lips that I struggled to not reciprocate. I had worked late the night before and did not want her to feel guilty for waking me up. I kept my eyes closed as she got ready for some kind of work meeting. What a waste of a Saturday. Listening carefully, I heard her descend the stairwell and her car angrily sped away. I was sad to be alone today but grateful to have the opportunity to clean up our modest one-bedroom apartment. It is not much but we always did our best with what he had.
I got out of bed, and it was a dirty sweatpants and old band shirt kind of day. No need to shower as our water heater did not work. Maintenance would come by later in the day to look at it. I doubted they would be here anytime soon as thunder... ” (7,392 words)

“34: My Realm
Caitlyn sat on the sofa in Celine's main house and rubbed her forehead. After the exciting and fun event, she had complained of a headache, which Celine couldn't ignore, of course. So she invited Caitlyn to have a cup of tea while she checked her invention. However, she wasn't alone. The demon Ifry was sitting in an armchair opposite Caitlyn, and the angel Phaelyn was lying with her head on Caitlyn's lap, enjoying the head scratches the young policewoman was giving her. At the same time, she rubbed her own temples and groaned occasionally.
‘Are you really all right, Cait?’ Ifry asked, but Caitlyn waved her off.
‘I'm okay. I think it's just the job,’ Caitlyn muttered, looking up as Rilliana entered the living room. The elf was carrying a tray with five cups of tea on it.
‘Here you go,’ she said quietly, handing Ifry a hot cup, which the demon simply took in her hand, while Caitlyn and Phae let theirs cool down a little.... ” (4,117 words)

“Chapter 13
Nadia stepped back into Abyss again, a month after the verdict, her body still carrying the heavy exhaustion of survival. The relief was real, yet fragile, like the first breath after surfacing from too-deep water. She had shown mercy. When Evelyn had asked whether Elise’s sentence should be a year or made permanent, Nadia had quietly spoken the words that seemed to have disappointed Evelyn: one year. No more. She could not bring herself to condemn Elise to the eternity the woman had once wished upon her. Even after everything, the duels, the rubberization rules, the years of denial, Nadia remained human. Even if it meant that her belt stayed locked on. That small, stubborn spark of humanity had cost her nothing but sleep.
At home she had rested. She had focussed on work. Her colleagues noticed the change immediately: no more discreet latex layers beneath her clothes, no more faint squeak of rubber when she moved, no more smell of vanilla, the sweet scent of... ” (7,652 words)

“4
With Valerie's college departure circling like a shadow on the calendar, Eleanor Hargrove had orchestrated one final indulgence for the girls, a lavish escape to the Apex Grand, one of her husband's sprawling chrome-and-crystal empire lording over the city skyline.
Over breakfast in the sun-dappled conservatory, amid the clink of porcelain and the faint steam of chamomile tea, she'd unveiled the plan with her trademark poise: a sprawling three-bedroom penthouse suite, all with floor-to-ceiling views of the skyline and hint of luxury that masked the deeper games to come that she’d planned.
"A treat for you two," she'd purred, her eyes twinkling over her cup as Jessie and Valerie exchanged a look hot enough to melt butter—their fingers brushing under the linen, the secret shorthand of girls who'd spent the last month mapping every inch of each other, tangled together in Valerie's silk sheets, with fingers tracing welts from lighter bondage... ” (10,534 words)

“Prologue
She pulled me back at the last minute, her hand gripping the thick base of my topknot firmly. I felt his cock twitch as it slithered wetly out of my throat. Even then I unconsciously tried to hold onto it, sucking harder so that it slipped out between my wet lips with a loud, slurping squelch, just as his load shot. I felt his cum splash into my open mouth, another shot splattered across my face, there was so much of it. I moaned, half in discomfort from her grip on my hair, half in pent up arousal from the vibrating toys embedded in my latex thong that had kept me edging the whole time.
Before I could close my mouth and swallow, something else was pressed between my lips, and pushed to the back of my mouth. I felt the clammy touch of lubed latex against my cheek as a hood was quickly stretched over my face, blocking my vision. It tightened across my features as it was zipped down from the top­knot tube to the nape of my neck. I gulped against the... ” (30,226 words)

“Caitlyn's Curse
Part 1 - Caitlyn's Gambel
Caitlyn had everything ready. All her bondage gear, her suits, and a few days off were ahead of her. Her fingers were itching, but she had to hold back. She had seen an idea on the internet that she really wanted to try, and she vowed to herself that she would do just that, no matter what. She had asked online for a list of self-bondage options, and now chance would decide what she had to do.
“Here we go. Clothes first,” Caitlyn muttered, letting her PC randomly select one item from the clothing category.
“Latex catsuit, perfect!” Caitlyn said when the first item was selected, but she frowned briefly when it said “roll again.” “Um… okay?”
A spandex catsuit appeared, and she had to roll again.
“What the… did I do something wrong in the settings? I'll have to check if I have to roll again…”
The word... ” (9,186 words)

“The Witch, Demons and a Elf
Part 1 - The Aftermath
Bruce kissed his wife Grace on the forehead and pulled the covers over her. She had already worked hard, so she deserved a little longer sleep. Bruce snuck into their daughter's room and began getting her ready for the day ahead. Grace herself remained in bed, even though she was already awake. She always woke up with her loved one. Even when Grace had hardly slept or slept unnaturally long.
She thought it was normal, and she just woke up when Bruce woke up. He had even allowed her to stay in bed a little longer that morning.
“Bruce is such a wonderful master,” she murmured, snuggling into her blanket as she listened attentively to the sounds in the house. Bruce was getting everything ready for the trip. She would have preferred to do it herself, but he had ordered her to stay in bed.
“Honey!? Are you getting ready?” Bruce finally called out, and Grace... ” (10,071 words)

“Chloe and C&T
Part 1 - How to Catch a Chloe
It was late at night and the young blonde crept up to the door in the shadows of the mansion. Chloe had a goal on this hot summer night. To finally find the secret pool that her boss Celine was sure to be hiding in the house. Chloe couldn't say why she said she didn't have a pool, but she knew Celine was lying. The signs were clear. Vast amounts of soil that the witch had removed from the basement. Sample tiles that she had had delivered, and a package that looked suspiciously like a diving board.
“I'm going to uncover the secret! You'll see, Celine, and then I'll swim lap after lap!”
She muttered a hasty apology and began poking around in the lock with a lock pick. Chloe hadn't had to pick a lock in a long time, but this one seemed particularly stubborn.
“Come on…” Chloe muttered and smiled when the door clicked. However, her smile disappeared instantly... ” (31,262 words)

“From Slavers, to Slaves, to Hunters
Part 1 - The Sarah Show Must Go On
Sarah looked at her watch. Her business partners were running late, and she disliked that. She had planned everything for the two individuals, with every minute precisely scheduled. However, she was now sitting in her car without her target. She rolled her eyes and started the engine. She needed to see for herself what had gone wrong.
 
She stood open-mouthed in a small clearing in the forest where Kelsie and Nia's car was parked. She had to admit that the two had prepared well and followed her instructions, but there was no trace of them or their targets. The video recordings had been deleted, but she saw three pairs of footprints on the forest floor. They led to a table where two suitcases lay.
“Oh, don't tell me,” she muttered disappointedly and opened the locks on them. They swung open and Nia and Kelsie lay in front of Sarah. Both were in... ” (3,978 words)

“My (girl)friend, my parasite and me
Part 1 - Greed in Total Control
Kelsie and Nia sat on a tree trunk in the middle of a forest. The two friends chatted happily as they planned a crime. A stone's throw away from them was a road, which they were watching with cameras. The trap had been set for hours, and if their client was right, their two targets would soon be within reach. In their car were duct tape, ropes, cling film, sleeping bags, and suitcases that were padded so that a person could be placed exactly in the shape that had been made for them.
“That bitch is really crazy to want to give us that amount of money for a little kidnapping,” said Kelsie, while Nia rolled her eyes.
“That's the third time you've said that.”
“And I still think it's crazy. We usually only take half that amount.”
“She wanted to pay for a smooth operation.”
“Do you think we can get more out of... ” (6,930 words)

“Kim’s Prison
Part 1 - Kim’s Demon/Angel
“…and as you can see…” the teacher said, looking around the class before her mouth formed into a thin line, "Miss Denvers. May I have your attention, please?"
Immediately, all heads turned to the blonde girl in the back row, who continued to stare outside, bored.
“Miss Denvers!”
Still no response, and it was only when one of the students poked Kim in the ribs that she looked up.
“What?” Kim asked displeased and searched the diagram on the blackboard until her eyes met those of her teacher.
"Once again I see that you are not following the lesson Miss Denvers. Is chemistry too boring for you?"
“Pff, chemistry…”
“What was that?”
"I don't need that crap. What you're teaching here has been backward for half a million years. I could easily teach this class, even if I doubt you understand... ” (3,152 words)

“1 - Weekend updates
“You’ll put a man in jail sometime… Unjustly too!” Dirk, Marie's manager, thinks out loud.
“Because I wear a hoodie?” Marie wonders. She hates Dirk and sighs at the sexist undertone.
“You know what I mean…” Dirk hungrily looks at Marie as he lets her into the data center main floor. He can’t help himself and openly stares at her large bust.
“Whatever you say,” Marie doesn’t see why Dirk is behaving this way and wishes for the millionth time that she could work for someone else.
Marie is in her early twenties. She’s curvy, but not overweight. Her shoulder length reddish-brown hair is tied in a bun. A dozen or so freckles are dotted left and right of her nose, and her round, open, face requires no makeup. Still, she often wears a matte shade of cherry red lipstick because that’s her favorite color. For her outfit she’s wearing a trendy pair of cargo... ” (9,814 words)

“3: The Weekend's Reckoning
The weekend was approaching, and things at the Hargrove household were happening, the air hummed with anticipation of what could be their last chance to enjoy their shared fantasies, with Valerie due to leave for college soon. The air felt thicker now, laced with the faint, lingering scent of last week's indulgences—the pantry still smelled of herbs and sweat and the sharp tang of arousal and surrender.
“Mother, could I become a maidbot for the weekend again? I really enjoyed my time under the house systems control.” Valerie asked, “It helps me relax.”
“Well, with your Father currently away until Sunday evening, I suppose that I could indulge my daughter once again,” Eleanor, her mother, replied, “And I guess that Jessie will be joining us too?”
“Yes, Jessie said that she'll be over tomorrow, on Friday, but I wanted to already be a maidbot before then, if... ” (13,602 words)

“Chapter 12
The energy in Abyss was electric, charged with anticipation as the club’s patrons gathered around the stage. Tonight was unlike any other. This was no ordinary challenge - this was justice being served under the guise of entertainment, and every eye was fixed on the woman strapped in at center stage.
Elise sat rigidly in the preparation chair, her hands gripping the armrests as two silent attendants tightened the straps around her waist and thighs. Her arms were held tightly at her sides. Her legs were locked together, forcing her to sit motionless while she awaited the inevitable. She was in latex, full catsuit, only head, hands uncovered. Simple black patent leather high heels adorned her feet.
Alexandru stood in the audience, observing the unfolding spectacle. His jaw tightened as the attendants cinched the last strap; pride and dread braided themselves in his chest. He had seen Elise conquer rooms with a glance, shatter rivals with a sentence, but this... ” (11,994 words)

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An Ophugalian shape-shifter joins Star Patrol
I could have published this 20K word story as a short book, but instead am sharing it with my followers in six posts. I will be posting a new chapter approximately each week. Chapter One is primarily an introduction of Officer Shifter and sets up the situation and context for the rest of the chapters.
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WARNING! All of my writing is intended for adults over the age of 18 ONLY. Stories may contain strong or even extreme sexual content. All people and events depicted are fictional and any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental. Actions, situations, and responses are fictional ONLY and should not be attempted in real life.
All characters involved in sexual activity in this story are over the age of 18. If you are under the age or 18 or do not... ” (1,698 words)