Don’t Blame Me I’m A Martian-25

Chapter 25

I wipe some of the sweat away from my forehead and take a drink from my water bottle. “Wow…my back…” I look over to Shy who’s way ahead of all of us in their row. Jax is pulling grassy bits out of his rake.

“Y’know for someone that’s never raked a blueberry in her life she’s likely the best raker I’ve seen since dad.”

That’s likely because Shy’s mimicking him.

“Yeah, she’s….”

“Into you which sucks for me.”

“Jax!”

“What? Cheyenne’s likely the easiest damned girl that I’ve ever talked to. Well besides you Dylan.”

When Chase's Aunt Lori offers him anything that he wants for his 16th birthday, he asks for her to teach him magic. However, he has no idea what that really means...

A young man goes to the Travel Agency for vacation and trades places with a woman from a fantasy world, giving both a of them a whole new perspective on things. This story was originally written and posted in 2001

A group of college friends find a travel agency that offers them a very unique vacation package. Soon they find themselves in a world of fantasy, with bodies that are not their own. That's when the adventure really begins. This story was originally written and posted in 2001.

The Tribe of the Mountains — Chapter 5 — The Goddess

From the teachings of the blessed ones as originally kept in the Library of the Mountains.

FTL-15…Faster Than Life.

Chapter 15

I guess that part of me wants to say that like any good girlfriend I pined away and mourned our relationship and the parting of ways. But I guess there was still too much of the old me still lingering in the fringes of my head and the first thing I did was go back to our cabana and packed my things and went and rented a single.

I just couldn’t face the rest of my time here in the place we had so much fun in and made love in so many times.

Don’t Blame Me I’m A Martian-22

Chapter 22

It’s something despite the breasts I’m growing or the way that I look that’s very soothing about gloving up. Wrapping my hands with the tape and getting ready that I don’t know is really so much more of a guy thing despite there being girl boxers out there.

I get them on and Jax is putting the pads on and I step up and we start warming me up and I’m hitting the pads going more for the strikes that hitting with force and power as he calls out the change ups and feet switches and stuff.

I have to make a few adjustments to the way that I do all of it now. My breasts are getting in the way sort of. It’s more that I’ve never done this since all of this has started happening so I’m really not used to trying to throw punches with c-cup boobs.

“So….”

“Yeah…I need to talk.”

Sunshine…Part Three.

I don’t know how long I’m in the darkness but I’m not really all there either…the drugs…I know their drugs are keeping me under…and I sleep deep but it’s ever deeper than the sleep I remember that real sleep was.

I do remember the cold!

Cold unlike anything I can ever describe and it was not just outside of me, but seeping inside of me too.

This wasn’t drugged blackness but a hell I have never known.

Sunshine…Part Two.

There’s a lot of darkness.

Flashes of lightning in the darkness.

The thing is I know what they’re doing.

Trying to bring me back…I’ve been through this twice…

Walking through Hell…Chapter 2.

I lead the others as fast as we can go or dare to go through this place. Strange colored skies with browns and streams of toxic colors.