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Due to some odd quirk of fate, young human trader Luca has been chosen as the new patriarch for a pride of leonin, the lion people. Thankfully, Aditi, the sweet and motherly matriarch of the pride has a plan to help him settle into his new marital duties, and has even recruited some help to do so.
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Chapter 43: The Death of Meat and Red Blooded Men

The Temporal Social Justice Warriors:
Craig Fuller and Dana Slotkin were having sex again in the storeroom.
Dana felt her orgasm overwhelming her as Craig's shaft rubbed against her clitoris. "Ah," she cried. "Ahhhh... Ahhhhh....."
"Aahhhhhh!" they both heard in mock imitation, from the other side of the room....

I stood motionless on the side of the country road staring into the trunk of my rental vehicle. The empty hole that should have contained the vehicles spare tire seemed to suck the last remaining hope from my body like some unnatural beast sent from the depths of hell with no other purpose than to torture me. An hour ago I was driving down the highway with more than enough time to get home before sunset. But an accident further along the route that caused traffic to grind to a halt forced me to quickly adap...

Mark logged out of the virtual office and wrote code into his laptop. Code is to a computer what explaining how to drive from point A to point B is to someone who could not fathom an automobile.
The computer knew numbers, how human beings know what words and letters are formed from to create masterpieces and horrors....

Sorry this chapter took so long, life got busy. But I hope you enjoy, and I'm open to feedback and suggestions for future stories. This one should be finished in a couple more chapters.
Kas ran for a nearby alley as soon as her feet hit the ground. The sun was beginning to rise and she could no longer count on the night to conceal her. Leaning back against the wall, she tried to control her breathing and listened. No shouts of alarm, no sign that she had been compromised. She had successfully infiltrated...

Disclaimer: all characters are over the age of 21!
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Asher's POV
I was so annoyed from this whole ordeal with the council, it was maddening. Back and forth and back again, they had been arguing for hours before Enya finally had wrapped them around her little finger.
Kass was probably inside of her room so I made my way over to her. If anyone could help me clear my mind right, it was her or a good fight....

Special thanks to Kenji for editing this piece.
Moonlit Meadow
I climb the steps, turning out lights behind me. The only one left on in the house is the lamp in my room, glowing and visible as I enter. It is late, I think to myself, it has to almost be midnight. Tossing my shirt into the hamper, I peel off my socks and they follow the shirt; my loose shorts are the only thing left on....

Author's Note:
This is Chapter 3 of Book 2 of the Love and Fortune series! If you're new, feel free to start at the beginning of Book 1, but know that Book 1 is mostly laidback sexytimes, without much of a gripping plot. If you'd rather start with the action, feel free to jump in at Chapter 13 (the start of Book 2, which is more about adventure and conflict)....

Chapter 1
I did not enter the village. I waited for an invitation.
An older hermaphrodite walked up to me, leaning on her walking stick.
She looked like an older woman with well used muscles. I imagined her standing straight up from her hunch, and I could see she would have towered over the two guards standing beside her....

I was left alone with my thoughts for the first time since waking up. I hadn't made any sense of anything yet, but at least I was safe for the moment, and I was sure I could return to my crew at some stage, which was the main concern. The day before, a dozen people from my crew had seen me off to my trip back home and today was three hundred years later and mankind was sort of screwed. I grabbed a datapad but before I could figure out the interface, the door to the infirmary slid open and a redhead with a p...

Endangered: The Strings of Fate Pt. 1
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© 2025 S. Round. All rights reserved. No part of this story may be reproduced in any form without permission in writing from the author. All sexually active characters in this work are eighteen (18) years of age or older.
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Prologue
Namat stepped out of his hut and smiled as he watched the sun shine through the nearby tree line. It would surely be very hot later in the day, but it felt nice right then as the air was still holding on to some of t...

Max was riding his bike home from work when he saw a strange green glow coming from the woods to his right. Curious about what it was, he got off and pushed through the trees until he came upon a bewildering sight. In front of him were two men who looked like they were taking pictures of the plants and animals with some sort of device that looked like a camera. That in itself wasn't strange; what was unusual was that the two men were no more than three feet tall, and their skin was glowing bright green....

Zarel heard the click of claw on stone and sensed the ambush coming. She turned, swinging a big muscular paw like a club and felt the satisfying crunch as it slammed into the white werewolf's face, sending her sprawling away. Salis would be feeling that one for a while.
Knocking Salis down had the advantage of forcing Alva to charge at her as well, lest she set on the smaller woman and do her some real damage. Alva, one-eyed and battle-scarred, was a canny fighter and more of a match for the inexperience...

AUTHOR'S NOTE AND A WARNING TO READERS: A stand-alone story set within the shared universe of the City of Scum. It features some rather unpleasant characters and situations, so be warned. Read the tags ahead of time if you are squeamish.
Special thanks to StillStunned for being the original creator and creative force behind the shared setting, for beta-reading this story for me, and for being my friend....

To call my sleep restful or pleasant would be a joke. I was tormented by nighmares all night long. In the most vivid and memorable of them I found myself kneeling in a circle of faceless men, their massive cocks all pointed at my face a desperate need in me to make all of them cum, to keep them from getting angry with me. Another dream was of me standing naked on the stage in the center of the club, my foot chained to the stripper pole. A line of men waited, cocks out for me to suck them off in front of eve...

And all my days are trances, and all my nightly dreams are where thy grey eye glances and where thy footstep gleams--In what ethereal dances, by what eternal streams.
--To One in Paradise; Edgar Allan Poe
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I saw them enter my shop--or should I say, Beetlesmith's former shop--each pushing a stroller....

Mary took a moment to assess her current situation. She was still wearing the pink bracelet which controlled the size of her dick and pussy on her left wrist, and the blue bracelet which controlled the size of her balls on her right. She looked around her. The pool of cum which she had produced from her pussy had spread across the floor, winding its way to one corner of the room. She was aroused again just by thinking of the volume of cum which she had just produced....

Chapter 42: The End of the Luddites

Luddites:
"My friends, it is time to begin our greatest and boldest project ever!" said Tom.
Peter Orinda's stomach tensed, as did the bodies of several of the others around the conference table. They had already been quite uncomfortable with the last mission, to prevent the discovery of antibiotics. They hadn't defied Tom openly, but Bob Novato had stayed behind to tell the Continuity Service what changes they had made in the timeline and how to undo them....

I reached the edge of the Forest Issatesh swiftly. Thanks to my sweetwater goblet, I could travel through areas of Kharsoom that were impassable for others. I could find the muddiest puddle poisoned with the noxious blood of some slain Kharsoomian beast, and once I dipped the magical goblet within, the water would be as clear and rejuvenating as that I had in Iarveiros, the land of the elves....

Hi there,
this is a new short story I came up with, I hope you'll enjoy. I don't want to make too many parts, but you never know :)
Let me know what you think!
xoxo,
Jackie
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Disclaimer: All characters are older than 21!
Trigger warnings: Blood, lost love
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Lysira's tent was her sanctuary. It was a place of flickering runes and scented smokes, a sanctuary filled with dozens of cushions, her bed and the ancient rite table. The incense of bloodwood and moonpetal curled in th...

KINGDOM OF MINATORIE CH 4 THE BATTLE

It is strange to have an adult son that you've only known for a month. He will be my heir, and I named him Alexander. I asked Mousius to take him under his wing and train him as he trains his son from Anastasia in the ways of battle. We know the battle is coming....

Author's Note:
See Pt. 1 for blurb. Also, if you haven't already read Pt's 1-3, I strongly recommend doing so before proceeding.
All sensuality (on page or otherwise) takes place between characters who are eighteen or older.

Copyright © 2024 Jake Lazarus


All rights reserved.
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[Note: This is not a "sexy story". It is a mix of WW II "The Great Escape" and Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn's "The Gulag Achipelago"... set in outer space)

Part II: Clifford Croft's Story

Chapter 13: An Unexpected Employer

The Time: Four weeks earlier
Croft:
I maneuvered my ground car through the narrow road into the parking area, careful not to trample the flowers on the left or right. The Silencer had shot people for less....

Near the Lands of Dark Sorcery
Since leaving the Temple of Ghan, Thanegar of Thyria and Laura Horcroft had settled into a steady, and extremely pleasurable, routine as they traveled together. The Lady Horcroft, in her more refined teenage years, had been trained in archery and she picked up the basics of hunting quickly. Thanks to her bow, the two seldom went hungry. On the other hand, Thanegar had an unerring sense of direction and led them through ever more dangerous countryside without failure....

The black night was filled with cries and shouted orders. Guards spilled from the temple complex into the street beyond, holding glowstones overhead as they ran this way and that. Shadows shifted and twisted between tall palm trees and low shrubs. Hanging over the shabby park was an edge of frustrated anger that grew as the search proved fruitless....

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A big thanks to Cassie69a and Happyyy_ for their huge help in editing!


If you're reading for the first time, I highly recommend reading chapters 1-3 first!

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Chapter 4: Purpose...

This is part of my "Obsidian's Hoard of Lovers" series, but the shorts are written in such a way that you should be able to enjoy them in any order.
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If you spot any typos, do please let me know in the comments!
Thank you and I hope you enjoy the story....

Gray lifted the couch and put it into the truck. It seemed a waste to hire movers when he could lift every piece of furniture in the house by himself. He walked back into the house for another load, ignoring the stares he was getting as a red-skinned, tailed, horned demon. The protestors across the street had lowered their signs, and were just starting. It was easy to wave signs at his women, or even himself, when he looked human, but also they may have just been enjoying the view....

"Happy birthday, Meredith," Acicula Rust greeted her five-year-old daughter with a wink, "and because you're getting so big, Daddy and I have decided that it's time for you to get a new bed. And I think you will like the 'special feature' this one has."
"How can a bed have a special feature, Mommy?"...