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“Strawberry Whipped” Chapter One “We Are Never Ever Getting Back Together” (starter)


When your girlfriend tells you she needs space it’s always a bad thing.
Nothing good ever comes from that phrase.

Of course, when your boyfriend tells it to you its worse.
It’s a multiplying, majorly monumental stress fit.

The Huntress Chronicles Chapter 4

Chapter 4 is part one of the final two chapters of Book one, I know I didn't make that clear but it feels easier to end book one here once part two is shown. Content: Evil Muse, Mass murder of Innocents, Hyper Conservative Christian, Giving a Child Electroshock Therapy, Torturing children, Bizarre transformations, Nightmare Creatures, Turning man into animal, Turning fantasy creature into a human, Obscene unnecessary violence, BDSM, Consensual Hypnosis

Grandma on Guard - Chapter 14 of 14


Chapter 14 - The Pinch

Paula the elder
"Are you our of your ever-lovin' mind?" cried Detective Matt Pierson.

"Hold on," I said.

Pulling out my smartphone I made a show of checking it.

"According to this, that's the twenty-seventh time someone has asked me that question today. Since I lost my mind some time ago I guess I must be out of it."

Stevie's Tale - Chapter 9

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By Kelly Blake

Epilogue: ‘What comes around…’

Katie’s body was cremated. Her ashes were scattered in the ocean across from our apartment building. And every time I ventured out to the beach or simply out on the terrace, I said my own little prayer for her. She was finally at rest…and at peace.

The Spy Who Loved Me

The Spy Who Loved Me

Part 1

The mouse scratched at the walls of the small Plexiglas box it found itself in. It didn’t seem to notice when the lights in the room dimmed or when a robotic arm with a laser scanner descended from the ceiling and bathed it in a red wave of flickering light. A slight electrical hum filled the room. Moments later a shining object looking rather like a giant sparkplug lowered itself over the mouse.

A slightly hollow sounding female robotic voice echoed throughout the room. “Sequence initiation in three, two, one. Initializing.”



April 3, 2028

“Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome the CEO of Future Global, Malcom Sanders.”

The lights in the conference hall dimmed and a spotlight appeared on a man dressed in jeans, tennis shoes, and a Hawaiian aloha shirt as he walked across the stage. After an initial robust round of applause the attendees fell silent. Malcom Sanders was the latest Silicon Valley technology wizard that had quickly established himself far above his competitors in recent years. His appearances were rare but always accompanied by life and market altering innovations.

Into the Land of the Pinks

Allen wasn't your normal 13 year old... He had a girl living within him, one that was looking for the perfect time to come out to play.

She finally found the right time.

Continuing Release

Continuing Release

By Kerry Brown

or Whatever happened after the Ball?

This is the follow on from A Tale of Release, most of the characters are back just moved on by nine months.
How would you feel if your boss made an offer that was too good to refuse?

The Boston Bubble: Lora's Story

By Lora Guy

Lenny is a cross dresser out for a public stroll when he gets caught up in a sudden, massive group transformation. See how a far-off war sends his life in directions he could never imagine.

Premise based on the "bubble" concept created by AJ James in the novella
The Long Strange Journey of Seth Gates

The Maiden's Curse

After hiding in a mummy's case, Bob undergoes physical and mental changes. Are they a curse or a blessing? And do they help in the quest to defeat an ancient threat that's fast approaching earth? A prophesy from the time of the pyramid building now has the world in fear. A search for an alien artifact that is crucial for the world's survival is now in the hands of Bob. Is he man enough for the challenge?

The Maiden's Curse

by Prudence Walker

Stevie's Tale - Chapter 3

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By Kelly Blake

“You stupid bitch!!! How could you!!!”

Katie was furious with me. Her normally calm and pale face was scarlet with fury. Her eyes bulged and her lips were white with anger as she pressed them tightly together.

Grandma on Guard - Chapter 13 of 14


Chapter 13 - The Sting

Paula the Elder
There's a saying that old age and treachery will triumph over youth and exuberance every time. It may even be true if my arthritis isn't acting up, but somehow I managed to talk the the detective into letting me come along when we watched the Sasquatch do his thing.

Grandma on Guard - Chapter 12 of 14


Chapter 12 - The Shopping Chapter

Wednesday morning, 10AM at the mall
"Titia! What are you doing here? You're supposed to be asleep!"

"Ah, but my mystical powers over mythical beasts have changed all that."

"Come again?"

"Right here in the store in front of everybody?"

Grandma on Guard - Chapter 11 of 14


Chapter 11 - Baiting the Trap

"Thanks for coming in early, you two. I know it's a pain when you work nights to have to talk with us daylight types."

"No problem, Brian. Besides, this is our last week on nights before we start working with Al to learn the job."

"That's true, but I still thank you for coming in, both of you."

"You're welcome. I assume we need to talk about a Sasquatch trap?"

Grandma on Guard - Chapter 10 of 14


Chapter 10 - The Bar Crawl

"So, we didn't scare you off last week?" asked Chloe.

"Not when there's a chance the guy with the hands might be back."

"Hey! You gotta give the rest of us a fair chance this week, complained Raina.

"Besides, you told him you were flying to California or some such." Shelly smirked. "Don't think he'd buy that you're suddenly in love with him and flew back."

Grandma on Guard - Chapter 9 of 14


Chapter 9 - The Dating Game

My phone started ringing, an unusual occurrence in my usually solitary life.

"Hey girlfriend!"

"Hey yourself, Paula.

"You survive the night back at work with Mom?"

"You wouldn't believe what happened!"

"With Mom around, I'd believe anything. More burglars? More cops? Any doctors involved this time?"

"It was a quiet night after we got promoted."

Grandma on Guard - Chapter 8 of 14


Chapter 8 - Back to the Old Grind

Paula the Elder
"You ready to face the world again, Titus?"

"Reality sucks, partner. I don't want to be Titus, dammit. It was worth betting clobbered to be Titia for so long and to meet your family. Even if my family doesn't understand me, I do miss them."

"People can change, Titus. There's always a chance."

Grandma on Guard - Chapter 7 of 14


Chapter 7 - Dancing the Night Away

[Sorry for posting the wrong text - here's the right chapter]

Paula the Elder
"I can't do this! whined my houseguest.

"Then sit home and tend to your knitting. Your arm looks a lot better tonight."

"I'm not going to be playing basketball any time soon, but I did feed myself at lunch."

"That's progress. Just don't try to tango tonight."

"I'm not sure I want to try to dance at all."

Grandma on Guard - Chapter 6 of 14


Chapter 6 - Connection

Paula the elder
I woke up to the smell of coffee brewing. Now that's something that doesn't happen every day when you live alone. I stumbled into the kitchen to find Titia fully dressed in a cute yellow top and a lively print skirt. The green alligator slippers weren't quite what fashion demanded, but I figured her arm wasn't up to putting on socks and footwear quite yet. Ditto for makeup. That works fine for me, but we could take care of that after we ate.

Grandma On Guard - Chapter 5 of 14


Chapter 5 - The Houseguest

Paula the elder
"Nice place you got here," I commented.

"It will do. You know how much we get paid for sitting around and watching TV all night."

"And knitting. Don't forget the knitting."

"At least I'll have a warm scarf by winter if I get tossed out of this place."

Grandma On Guard - Chapter 3 of 14


Chapter 3 - Some Quick Thinking

It's funny how white objects seem to fluoresce under the LED streetlamps they use around the warehouses. Standing there sweating in the warm summer night while listening to the other intruder moaning in the background, I could see the bright white bra around my partner Titus' chest like it was Day-Glo from my misspent youth. No black-light was needed, but there certainly was a surreal quality of the scene like that which had dominated so many parties when I was young and stupid.

Grandma On Guard - Chapter 1 of 14


Chapter 1 - Grandma On Guard

Call it what you want: night shift, night guard, night watch, graveyard shift, anchor watch if you're a naval type, it means you are awake while everybody sane in the world is sound asleep.

My Uncle Fifi

Hilarity ensues when a smart aleck on the run finds himself hiding behind a petticoat and a feather duster in order to elude the gangster who wants him dead. (Or maybe just wants him, period!) A fun and lighthearted comedy of errors filled with elaborate deceptions, mistaken identities, and a guy stuffing his boobs into a French maid's costume! What's not to like?


“Are You Happy” Stage 11 “Inside Sighs”

Stage 11
Inside Sighs

I still adored Amber.
Even after everything that happened between us…and that being almost nothing. Yes,s he talked to me, a but more so after what had happened to Scott. I stood by as a shoulder to cry on. To be honest, I should have been the one crying on her shoulder due to the situations in my life and the fact that I couldn’t tell who liberated her from the hands of the person who I once counted as my friend.

“Are You Happy” Stage 10 “Post Telecom Daydream”

Stage 10
Post Telecom Daydream

I used to work at a technical support call center. I was fresh out of high school and thought the idea of being a disembodied voice helping another disembodied voice would be the best thing for me. I could offer my support and in the end, hang up and never hear from them again.
Tragically, the same thing did not apply to my co-workers.

Jo If You Do It First

This story is Fiction, the characters and situations in this story are products of my imagination and not based on any reality.

Another fight with my wife, the couch probably my bed again, a fate that has happened more often than I cared for recently. This time, we had just got comfortable watching a chick flick on the T.V. when I tried to massage her breasts. She was cradled in my arms sitting directly in front of me. It was only logical for me to reach over and fondle her. This time as before she rejected my attempts and covered her breasts. When we first married it was something that she liked to be done, and I was ecstatic about the chance to play with her boobs. Over the years, I have obsessed over her breasts till recently she has withdrawn them as part of any foreplay.

Heather A Model Spouse

This story is Fiction, the characters and situations in this story are products of my imagination and not based on any reality.

Tonight was a special night for my wife and me. We were celebrating our thirteenth wedding anniversary. We were too young when we married; fresh out of high school and not ready for marriage. There was love there, we met in eighth grade, constant companions, but more importantly we got along as friends. We had a lot of the same interests; music, books and a drive to succeed in anything we did. We were grounded, already looking ahead to careers, jobs and a future.

Jessica Budding Boobies

This story is Fiction, the characters and situations in this story are products of my imagination and not based on any reality.

I was counting my tips that night, my station cleared and all my tables spotless and set up for tomorrow’s business. We had been extremely busy the last few weeks, waiting on our last customers well after the normal closing time. Tonight was no different; we had managed to get the last customer out the door at eleven-thirty, a full two hours after our regular closing time. The last hour, we also cleaned up and got ready for tomorrow’s business. I always stayed and helped the girls clean their stations as well as mine, just what I normally do every night that I work.

When She Stops Saying She Loves You Chapter 5 “Falling Down”

I had no idea how convoluted the family court system was. Even though Chuck told me every time I had to come into his office to sign a paper and, of course, write him a check. I went to therapy sessions, my wife went to therapy sessions too and if I had down a quarter of the things she accused me of doing in those meetings I would have either shot myself or, if I was a major scumbag, congratulate myself on being an outstanding player in the BSDM game.

“A Change Will Do You Good” Chapter 14 “Sweet Child o’Mine”

I woke up to the sound of thunder. It was the coast: sometimes the days were sunny with blue skies and other times it was a low level storm. The light through my window was grey and moody.
Unlike how I felt. I got up from the bed, grabbed my robe and went into the bathroom to take a shower. I would try my best to look as good as I could with the limited summer wardrobe I brought with me. Since it was early, I could get a good shower before all the hot water was taken by my sisters.

Erica A Walk In Her Shoes

This story is Fiction, the characters and situations in this story are products of my imagination and not based on any reality.

It was like a fairy tale come true, a lovely romantic evening under a moonlit sky, talk of love and a meaningful relationship, a union of two personalities into a marriage made in Heaven. The conflict that reared its ugly head that night is one that has haunted our relationship for months, never enough to cool the fires of passion, but enough to dampen the spirits. Now, my girlfriend is ready to end the relationship if I didn’t concede to find out what it is like to be her, to walk in her shoes. Maybe a little taste of what I wanted for her would open my eyes, was her request tonight.


A Short Story
By Maryanne Peters

“You have to be either gay or black to get ahead in this organization.” Luther drank deeply from his tall glass of beer. “I’m black, so you lose.”

I could only shake my head, but in agreement. But we were here to celebrate his elevation to a named manager on one of the key funds established by our employer. That meant not only the status but a share of the return based management fee.

Alexis Pageant Queen

This story is Fiction, the characters and situations in this story are products of my imagination and not based on any reality.

It's amazing how a day that started out so wonderful could turn into such a disaster. My name is Alex, a very thin junior manager in a large corporation. Standing only five-foot-nine-inches tall, and weighing one-hundred-thirty pounds, I barely made a shadow when the sun shined on me. You might be wondering what my size has to do with my problems on this disastrous day.

Casey Que Sera, Sera

Since this story is Fiction, the characters and situations in this story are products of my imagination and not based on any reality.

Que sera, sera was a popular song from the fifties, but somehow it is having a big impact on me in this year of 2017. The translation ‘Whatever will be, will be’ along with a few phrases in the song seemed to find their way into my life, and as hard as I tried to avoid them they persisted.


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