I found myself floating in a dark void, seemingly naked, my tall body fully visible to the nothingness around me. I couldn’t see, smell, or hear anything. The temperature was perfect—not too hot, not too cold. My body reacted to my thoughts, my hands moving as I willed them. Glancing down, I noticed my flaccid cock, strangely relaxed. There was no excitement, no pain—just a sense of calm comfort. But then, a bright light...

London, 2019. "Holly, will you cheer the fuck up!" yelled an exasperated Jeffrey Hunter. "You drive me crazy!" she yelled back in kind. "No, you drive ME crazy!" "No YOU, drive ME crazy!" "You drive me crazy, times a hundred, and no comebacks!" Holly Goodman threw her hairbrush in the general direction of her boyfriend and lover and stormed off into the bathroom in a huff. Jeff was lying on top of their bed and was busy a...

London, 2021. Holly Goodman, on the occasion of her twenty-first birthday, had taken a long and reflective look at her life so far. She had matured into a fine and attractive young woman, and it was hard to believe that she was the same person as that small and bushy-haired young thing she had once been all those years ago. Her student years had been the most remarkable years in her life as she met up with lots of other b...

I was doing some charity work in Haiti after one of their endless disasters, setting concrete blocks for a community center. When the rest of the human-savior work crew went back to the states, I stuck around for a while, wanting to get a feel of the local culture and people. One of the native guys I met on the job, the cement guy, invited me for a beer the first evening, and I gladly came along. We had a few drinks and I...

Treasure Cunt Mutant John is naked. He has lost weight, and is more toned. I seek a scar on his chest, but the surgery on his heart was via keyhole, so there is nothing beneath the grey-black mat of hair across his broad chest. His cock, however, does sport recent injury. It is softer now but not inert. The reduced erection means that where there were many individual marks on the shaft, now there is merely a general redne...

I followed Kalum up the dimly lit stone stairs to our chamber, distracted in turn by the shifting globes of his ass and the tiny yellow-green scale stuck to the back of his rubberized chain mail. Though no larger than a fish scale, in the gloom of the passage I could see that it still sparked faintly. I would tell him when we got back to our room while I helped him check for others, but I held my tongue just then. There w...

“I said closer,” Asma said in a low voice, the sound of her words amplified with a strange energy Gabriel knew but could not quite place. The tall, handsome Hispanic man blinked and tried to remember what he was about to say. His fingers worked at one of the buttons of his black sport coat as he tried to recall. Gabe meant to glance at Asma. Only glance. She seemed to subtly glow in the parlor’s mood lights, reflected gle...

“Focus on the countess,” Merlin instructed. In the distant courtyard, a lady in red mingled and danced to music that barely reached to where the two watched from a rooftop. “Bite down and swallow quickly.” It seemed to be a very large bilberry. When she chomped on it, bitter liquid filled her mouth. Gulping it down, she felt dizzy; a warmth like mulled wine spread through her. Closing her eyes until the episode passed, sh...

“You are pregnant,” the physician barely whispered. The news struck like lightning, stunning Jeena for a few seconds before the implications hit her like a roar of thunder. She burst out laughing, frightening the middle-aged woman. “Do not worry,” the queen smiled. “I have been trying to decide which prince to take for a husband, and it seems the decision has been made for me.” “Who is it?” asked the doctor, who the queen...