A Christmas Party - part 1


Bob gets invited to his office's Christmas Party. His colleagues convince him that life is more fun in a dress.

Just a whole lot more to love...

So, I'm not purposefully slowing down or anything, it's more that I'm being forgetful. Sorry about that, and please enjoy your monthly dose of demons and the people who don't love them.

Bonnie can't speak, but she has a talent...

Girl Singer

2. Too Much Lovin'

Lulu Martine

My breath came in great racking sobs. The terror had seized my insides, and I lurched into movement on all fours, crawling toward the bathroom...

Master’s Bedroom, Neopatras:
Casey is woken up when she feels Leslie sucking and teasing her nipples as Leslie kisses down her body. She feels Leslie spread her legs open and bury her face in between her legs. She arches her back as she grips the sheets underneath her, as Leslie teases and probe her sex.

Casey goes crazy when she feels Leslie probe her vagina with her fingers. She was loving what Leslie was doing to her. She has several orgasm as she squirts into Leslie’s mouth.

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Chapter 25
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The elevator door opened on the twenty-fifth floor. This wasn’t the tallest tower in Paragon by far, but Adamast thought that she and Saelum Blaster might have taken the longest elevator ride in the history of the city.

As they walked onto the floor, Adamast saw a fight going on all over the place. Members of the Dallevan League were combating forces who appeared to be equipped with rifles and arcane-powered nightsticks.

CHAPTER 33
That was going to take some planning, but we had time, and the Hairy Stotty was calling, a rally far more to my taste than the Midgesummer had been. We made our way down there with the van’s windows wide open so as to catch a cooling breeze, which didn’t work too well, and on arrival found that the ground was baked absolutely solid. That lasted right up to the Saturday evening, when the weather broke.

Shadowsblade a Whateley Tale: Written by Shadowsblade

Created for war and forged in pain, dealing with demons within and without.

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Chapter 23
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His phone was silent, and the city was unusually quiet for this time of day.

Walter sat along the edge of the skylight of a three story building, his chin pressed against the top of his cane. It was, after all, a good time to ponder on things while he waited for someone to get back to him.

A Transgender Regency Romance - Constantine has been raised as a boy, can she adapt to her new status?

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Chapter 22
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The switch flipped with a click. Instantly, Judy felt the electricity fill her body. The sensation took her over, and she fell over in an uncontrollable fit of laughter. She felt her clothes burn and peel away from her skin. The juice from the battery only worked harder, and Judy only laughed more intensely.

She could barely move.

Could hardly breathe.

At the Jefferson state fair is in town. Hijinks ensues for our lovely protagonist as she has a day out with Jo and some friends from school.

Not What We Expected by Tiffany B. Quinn All in all, the emotional and social issues of middle and high school were the biggest challenges, which was why I stayed there in the first place. The school work, for the most part, required little effort. School would have been boring if it wasn't for my friends, volleyball, and the social challenges. I was glad that I had my college courses and work with Tom to challenge me intellectually during these years.

Chapter 20

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Chapter 20
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“Isn’t that—?”

“Yes.”

“Shouldn’t we call—?”

“No.”

Jeff stood in the kitchen with Mary and Kyra while the new guest was taken upstairs and treated by Wyatt. Mortar Mage and Walter were up there with them in case she woke up during Wyatt’s treatment. Jackie walked in, in full costume.

It’s the last day of November and Judy is picking me up from school. We’re going into Daisy City again but not to do aerobics or see Thelma, who redid my nails yesterday. Now my fingernails are a glittery fuchsia color. My toes will be done the same way tomorrow. I can’t wait.

But today, I have an appointment with a Doctor Emily Pandora who will doing my operation. It’s a consultation and she will be explaining the procedure with me.

I've been chewing on ideas for other stories, but this won't let me ignore it, so here's another of Susie's Days - see Susie Saturdays for the first.

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Chapter 18
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Walter found Jeff directing some construction work. He waited for the opportunity to arise to approach his friend. Years ago, when they had met, trying anything of the sort was deemed suicidal, and a good way to end up cleaning toilets and floor tiles alike with only a toothbrush. Oddest of all, those were simpler times, Walter recalled.

“I haven’t seen you around Striga Island all that often,” said Jeff.

Alone

The woman named Jolene brought out two bins on a cart that also had several clothes hanging form racks.

“There’s a complete bathroom down the hall,” she said. Let’s take this down.”
“Okay,” I replied with a little timidness to my voice. It was almost like my words were swallowed up by my throat. I didn’t know if they were still going to call my parents or a squad of cops. I mean, he obviously knew what happened at school—how I barricaded myself in one office. What was to stop me from doing that here?

Author's Note: We are halfway through the story. I'm sure many of you have questions, but here is the interlude that tells Warren/Mortar's tale from a few years prior.

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Interlude part I
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A traveling bard sat in one of the few relatively safe corners of the universe. Various beings drank and gambled away their troubles. Some knew the universe could end at any moment, some truly didn’t care.

He stroked against his string instrument, and chimed away: