Ian had always thought of himself as a hard-working man, and by all accounts he was correct in his analysis. Working six days per week with hours that would have made even the most earnest of managers weep, the only thing that kept him going was the money. And there was a lot of it. In one month he could make what took most people a year, and he was
Landing in their original bodies was a bizarre sensation. Erika supposed it was something like it might feel to return to a childhood home after years of absence. Of all the bodies they had so far occupied, there was something innately different about those they had first arrived in. A familiarity, a comfort that was difficult to quantify. Yet intertwined with them was an oddly foreign feeling not dissimilar to
Admiring the stunning woman before him, Aiden knew his decision was made. If he was truly honest with himself, he had been all but certain he would say yes when he was at the mercy of his goddess. His time spent in the colossal form of the black man had only strengthened his resolve, and now that he was in a fresh body presented with the very picture of a
‘Holy shit, I could get used to this,’ Aiden grinned. His jaw was slack with awe at his new body. As much as he had grown used to his previous look under the command of his mistress, he could not deny that the figure he now found himself in was a definite upgrade. He was so amazed, in fact, that his initial disorientation from his shift was almost immediately banished.
The sensation of being torn from the body she had occupied all her life and thrown into that of somebody she had never met was incredibly disorienting. Landing in her new figure it was immediately apparent she was no longer the woman she had been seconds before. If she had to describe it, Erika would have said it felt like she had just taken off an old, comfortable outfit that
‘Christ, somebody knows how to go all out for Halloween.’ Erika nodded, admiring the dramatically decorated garden. ‘Well the invitation did say it was their favourite holiday of the year. Besides, it looks great.’ ‘You said it,’ Aiden agreed. ‘If the party is half as good as this place looks this is going to be one hell of a night.’ The entire garden and the building it fronted was practically
The tall, dark man in his crisp, dark suit, titled back his head and sighed with satisfaction. The teeth that composed his smile flickered briefly, fading to sharp, triangular replacements that glinted in the light, and his eyes flooded with crimson. A long, forked tongue darted from his mouth and licked his lips before zipping back in again. Gradually the hue of his skin faded into a deep scarlet. The
Note: this story is an extension of and a sequel to an original creation by the brilliant Mara’s Mischief. Her original story is fantastic and takes place in a universe focused on sexy crime syndicates. You can find more information about her in the notes section at the end of this story. Hearing the rap at the door, the professor set down his pen and removed his gold-rimmed glasses with
For all the technology and science that humanity strove to develop, it was in fact the advancements in sexual technologies and sciences that drove the human race to the state of peace, prosperity and utopia that had for millennia seemed unobtainable. Through extensive work, the nature of humanity to crave after sexual intimacy was taken as the unifying factor across every corner of the species, and once this unification was
Tate had to admit that the place wasn’t as bad as he had been expecting. He had been reluctant at first to join his gay friend Mick to the gay club, but he had thought it better than to let Mick sit in and mope all night again. It had been almost a month since Mick’s boyfriend had dumped him and he hadn’t taken it well at all. Perhaps a
