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*This is my first story, I've always thought about writing some in the past, and had started several, but due to a hard drive crash I lost everything and never really picked it back up again. This is kind of a "meat and potatoes" teaser short version of a story that I have been working on in my mind. If you like this story, please review and let me know if I should flesh it out -the author* -- ReThink Inc. -- These days, with the way the world had been going after the...
As is stated this is the sixth story in the ReGenesis, Inc. universe. It is another prequel, this one taking place prior to the first prequel "The Recruitment". This story essentially collects a lot of loose ends from the earlier stories in an attempt to say where some of the inhabitants within ReGenesis originally came. It doesn't include everyone. Those who archive stories freely may do so with this one. All five previous stories have been posted to this list. And should be...
MANY WORLDS INC: SWITCH WORLD by BobH (c) 2005 This is the second 'Many Worlds Inc' story. The first, also available on fictionmania, is: Finding Janine If you like this tale, you'll probably like that one. It also tells you a lot more about how Many Worlds Inc operates. (Note: This is a reworked version of a previously posted story with the ending altered. Various reviewers had suggested the original ending was emotionally wrong given what had preceeded it and, on...
On the cusp of Waikiki This image roughly depicts reality back then, mid 1960’s. In the distance, beyond the stop light -> right, just above the ghostly old half sunk into earth 58 Ford pickup, was Ala Moana beach and you could park anytime, always room in much less populated Honolulu. The brand new Ala Moana shopping center was built down to the left on the boulevard and friend Dave had his car lot facing Ala Moana beach, his office the green building in the distance. That was a choice...
The very worst cars to detail were the ones with rotten blood in them and/or rotten milk, soured. That could gag a maggot in the Hawaiian heat of the day. And for some reason it seemed like it was the two seater sports cars, the worst. We never got a Corvette on the lot or a Porsche or a Mercedes Sport model. We got Triumph T series, later models, not the big spoke wheels collectibles or the old roadsters. We got newer M.G.’s and we got some cheapie models like the Triumph Spitfire. Those...
ReGenesis, Inc.: A Loose End Tied By Bill Hart As one of her many household chores, Becky was vacuuming the living room when her mother arrived home from work. She didn't enjoy doing it, but keeping the house clean was one of her responsibilities. On the other hand, she knew her mother, who generally worked the morning shift at the diner, appreciated her helping out. Even with getting up at 3am every workday morning, Phyllis was more or less satisfied with her working arrangements,...
Fantasy Inc : The Full story . By Carl East Striding down the city sidewalks, Colin kept an eye out looking for the conference hall where he was scheduled to be. His eyes took everything in and he silently acknowledged that the city was where he came alive. He loved the way cars and buses played dodge with each other and the occasional fool-hardy pedestrian. Seeing his reflection as he passed the shop window he stopped to assess his appearance. This gathering was very important and he wanted to...
Erotic FictionRevenge, Inc. Danny Jenkins. a loving wife can be a goose to be plucked By H20wader * * * * * the ravings of a lunatic. Copyright by h20wader my editor is out of town so I to blame for all errors. * * * * * Harold Stasson was always the first in the office. He placed the bagels he had pick up on his way to the office. He liked the calm and the quiet. He had just made the morning coffee when he heard the buzzer from the front door. Probably Judith, she would want coffee too. The button was...
ReGenesis, Inc. (revised) Author's Notes by Bill Hart After some discussions about story universes on TSA-TALK a couple of weeks or so ago, I decided to revisit this story, which was originally posted to TSA_TALK in September 1997. As a result, I expanded it, rewrote parts of it, and added new parts to it. The original was around 36K in length and this revision is around 75K in length. I'm also about a third of the way through a prequel to this story and I've started...
ReGenesis, Inc.: Indistinguishable from Magic Author's Notes by Bill Hart Here's another installment of ReGenesis, Inc. Although there is nothing in this story that says so, it takes place spproximately two months after the original story. However, it is totally independent of the events in that story. Archiving of this story in public archives is permissable provided you notify me where it is archived, make NO changes in the text of the story, and allow *FREE* access to...
ReGenesis, Inc.: As Children into the Abyss by Bill Hart Becky Phelder was stunned, as the rest of her classmates began to snicker. She'd been sitting in the front row desk of her next to last class of the day listening intently to one of her favorite teachers, when she heard the unexpected announcement crackle over the intercom. "Becky Phelder ... Please report to Mr. Wilton's office immediately." In addition to being surprised, Becky was also more than a little embarrassed at...
I looked out of my window and sighed, the stars were out again that night, hundreds of them. To most people, starts are pretty things in the sky, to some they are big balls of gas billions of miles away... but to a girl like me they were something else. they were a hope. Sure everybody hears the stories that you can wish upon a star, and by my reckoning I had wished on pretty much every one going. yet for all that wishing, my wish never came true, I was still stuck as a guy... sure...
Humor*This is one possible continuation of my first story, ReThink Inc. If you haven't read it already, I urge you to read it first as it will make this story make a lot more sense* -- Whose Fantasy Am I Now? - A ReThink Inc. Continuation -- I was laying on my bed staring at the ceiling in a catatonic like state. I'm not sure how long I was alone in that house... My old house. I wasn't sure how long I had been stuck in the body of Cassandra, my crazy ex girlfriend. Flowing red hair,...
Copyright© 2004 "I dunno, George," Trenton grunted as he finished slicing his drive into the rough between fairways, "Crap! Anyway, I've had the best consultants in. I've talked to everybody on the Executive team, and they all tell me the same thing: 'Sell the company'!" George Caulder was Trenton Garvey's best friend. Had been since high school. Trent didn't mind sharing secrets with him because George was a Teacher at the local high school, and would never pass on any of...
Human sex had a special fascination for them, the BEMs. By Oediplex 8==3~ This is a true story. I don't expect you to believe it, however. My mother and I were abducted by aliens from outer space. They were not little green men. They were BEMs, Bug Eyed Monsters, though actually they treated us quite humanely. My mom is letting me write this story, since in this genre and on this site, anyone who reads it will naturally think it's fiction. But I wanted to tell the real story. ...
It all starts one strange evening while I'm out walking my dog in the woods and I come across some sort of alien aircraft. As I approach the spaceship I begin to feel disorientated, with an almost euphoric sensation taking hold of me. I stumble forward in an almost intoxicated state unaware of the situation I would shortly find myself in! My heart begins to race as the distant noises in the woods become louder and the realisation that I am not alone hits me like a freight train. Now my...
Ladies are you in a relationship just for the company? Are you putting up with a Neanderthal only because you don’t want to be alone? We at Romance Inc. feel that you are too good to settle for some guy who is not worth your time. It is up to you just ask yourself what are you looking for, is it a relationship, or is it really just romance you’re seeking. Forget dating sites, you know everything the applicants say is a lie, what you need is Romance Inc. to solve your dating problems. It’s so...
Disclaimer: This story contains adult language and situations. Persons under 17 not admitted without parent. This story also contains language which may be offensive to some. If you are easily offended, go away. This story may be archived only on sites that do not charge for access. Peabody, Inc. by Sarah Miller I. Betrayal It's you, you're the girl, who put a hole in my head. It's you, you're the one, said I'd be better off dead. It's you, from the land of no second...
Damsels In Distress Inc. : Team Spirit Angel stopped and turned at the sound of the horn, nervously pressing her pleated skirt against her thighs. She felt her cheeks heat up with embarrassment as a pickup truck slowed down alongside her, the passenger checking her out. She felt suddenly silly trying to pass herself off as a cheerleader. Not that she didn’t look the part, dressed in a revealing green and gold outfit. Despite having graduated last summer, she knew she could easily pass as a high...
HardcoreThis is a prequel to 'ReGenesis, Inc'. There are NO transformations in the story. Archival is permitted at any *free* site, i.e., no fees charged. ReGenesis, Inc.: The Recruitment (a prequel) By Bill Hart Vincent Martensen, known to both his friends and his acquaintances as Vinnie, sat alone at the counter in "Bart's Downwind Bar" waiting for the person he'd been told to expect and recruit. As each person entered the bar, Vinnie immediately checked them against the picture...
Wishes Granted Inc.: The Anime Case By (Miss) Carolyn Mingmei Kimiko Wu Mei never could understand what her boyfriend, Mohammed, liked about Anime. "Mohammed! You are always watching Japanese cartoons. I really don't understand why." "Gee whiz, Mei! What is your problem? Don't I buy you stuff and take you places?" "Yes," said Mei. "Last week, we went to a Ranma 1/2 film festival and you bought me a Lum Urusei Yatsura T-shirt!" "Oh, come on Mei, I just wish that you would...
Leather & Lace Chapter 1 - Temporary Initiation By the White Knight I responded to a call from my temp agency to be at Madison and 63rd, at 9:00 am on Monday morning, for an undetermined length assignment. Short on money I really wanted to make a good impression, hoping that they would keep me on for a while, so I showed up a half-hour early. Walking into the lobby of the brown stone building, I was immediately met by a doorman. He asked if he could help me and I told him I was looking for the...
Chapter 1 I sat in the parking lot and waited for the guard to walk to the door and open it. My crew was ready to perform their tasks as soon as the guard let us in. As soon as the door was opened we would then proceed to destroy Best For You Specialties, Inc. I looked at the can of dead roaches on the seat beside me and smiled. We would insert a roach into cups of yogurt and then put the infested cups of yogurt in different boxes that were ready for shipment in the huge refrigerators. The...
Reddit Breeding, aka r/Breeding! Do you enjoy looking at cum filled pussies, or just seeing girls get excited about being impregnated overall? Well, in a sense, that is what r/Breeding/ is all about, and obviously, you are more than welcome to check it out. To be fair, Reddit.com is a free website, and it is filled with lots and lots of breeding content. So, if that sounds like something you’d be interested in, by all means, enjoy browsing.I am sure that some of y’all will be confused as to...
Reddit NSFW ListAnyone who is under the age of 18, along with anyone offended by stories of a sexual nature or containing sexual situations or offended by the idea of mind control in any fashion, please do not read this story. This story takes place in the fictional town of Chrystal Heights. This is not significant in any way other than I hope to continue creating stories involving this town. The people and events in this story are fictional and do not represent anyone or anything from real life. Synopsis:...
Sylvia had only dreamed of such luxury as she gawked at the hotel she’d just walked into, it was like a castle from a storybook tale. Adrienne smiled as she watched the young girls face, and for some reason was saddened to think of what was in store for the young girl, she hoped she could influence the buyers and find a kind and gentle man for Sylvia. Adrienne slipped into deep thought as she looked back upon how she got into this business, lucky for her, she was quick witted and quick...
Damsels In Distress Inc. : A Good Day for a Hike Alex took a deep breath and pushed the car door shut, locking everything but her keys inside as per her instructions. Not that she needed all that much. She was used to travelling light when hiking; car keys and a water bottle. And a cell phone for emergencies. She was nervous about not having it with her but that was the point. She glanced at her watch. It was a few minutes before the start of her ‘adventure’. Just enough time to stretch. Once...
HardcoreWishes Granted Inc.-Story One By Micah Distel Story can be posted. Just give me credit for it. "But mooom!" "I don't want to hear anymore about it. You're going to have to wear your sister's underwear and that's final." "But why? I don't want to wear panties. Why didn't you do laundry?" "Michael, you know I don't have a lot of time since I took on that second job. I'm sorry but you'll have to." "But what if someone sees me in them? I have gym class. Everyone will...
Wishes Granted Inc-Case Two By Micah Distel "Kevin! How many times have I told you to quit sneaking in my room?" "I don't know. How many?" "That is not the point! Everyday, I come from cheerleader practice and find you in my room looking for my diary. What am I to do with you? I know, I'll just tell mom when she comes home from work. With a little twist to it." "You don't scare me. She won't do anything. I'm the good kid. Remember?" "Oh we'll...
Wishes Granted Inc: Case Three By Micah Distel "Honey, are you alright?" "I'm fine. Blaaaaaaa!" "You know, maybe you should take a pregnancy test. That's probably why you've been sick lately." "I just had my period. I am NOT pregnant! Besides there are no other symptoms. Could you go and order us a marshmallow and anchovy pizza? I'm starving." "Honey, that sounds a bit odd." "Don't question me! I'm just hungry that's all. And if you can't order your wife a pizza because...
Wishes Granted Inc.: Christmas Story By Micah Distel Two weeks before Christmas, Billy's mother walked up to him and asked, "Billy, what do you want for Christmas?" Billy replied, in the typical fashion of a thirteen-year-old, with an extremely long list of gifts, totaling well over $300. Later that evening, Billy's mother sat down in front of the computer to work out this year's Christmas budget. "Boy, it was so much simpler when he was younger. A toy truck and he was happy....
Wishes Granted Inc, Case Six: Always a Bridesmaid By Micah Distel Kevin, unlike many men, was ready for a commitment. He was ready to get married and have a family. And at 33, he didn't think he had much of a chance left for that. The problem was, finding a wife. He had looked everywhere for the right girl. As the song goes, it seems he was looking for love in all the wrong places. But where was the right place? Then one day, he decideed to make another attempt at the e-personal...
A Second Chance (inc.) by Pyrite Friday Morning I had expected that today was going to be just another day for me when I had first set out to go to my office. Just the same as every other day had been in my routine and boring life I thought, as I sat in the old-fashioned coffee-shop for my now, customary early morning break. As had become my habit, I had gone into the office first and then printed out my emails, ready to review the morning's correspondence, and then come here...
Some time ago, I wrote a story called Lycra Fantasies. Steve Zink was nice enough to reply with some very kind comments and encouragement to develop a little fantasy universe I had been kicking around. Well, the vagaries of life got in the way, but it did give me a bit of time to flesh things out. Below is the product. A new universe I would like to call Fantasies Unlimited Inc. FUI has a couple of simple guidelines: 1. The CEO runs things via a computer network. Thus, each...
FETISH VIDEO INC. The dark colored limo slows toward the curb, rolls to a stop in front of a row of mostly rundown storefronts. ?We’re here.? The driver mutters, glancing unabashed into the rear view mirror, catching more then a glimpse of Jodi’s exposed, tanned cleavage as she’s leaning forward on the back seat, peering into her compact, freshening her lip-gloss. His expression becomes more of a smirk as his right hand reaches for the column gearshift, shoves it into park. ...
JFW, Inc. -- "Justice by Witches" Chapter 1 -- Nice doing business with you. "Is he awake? Can he hear us?" Anne wasn't really interested in the answers to her questions, but she needed to know if she could ask some questions about the procedure her husband Ken had just undergone without fear that he might hear about it all before they were ready for him to. Jennifer let out a small chuckle as she smoothed out a wrinkle in her suit pants. "For the most part, yes, but remember...
Copyright© 2004 "You've read the contract?" his voice was brusque, businesslike, not quite what she'd expected after reading the fine print in that contract. She half expected a few snickers, or at least a leer. "Yes," Melody paused searching for words, "your methods are, to say the least, unconventional! Do you really expect me to sign a contract like this? Something like that belongs in an adult book store, not in corporate offices!" "Am I to understand that you no longer...
Tara Bridges opened the door to her new apartment and breathed a sigh of relief. "Finally," she thought, "Time to relax..."The room had the scent of freshness about it, a nice change from the heavier, musty smell of her old apartment. Tara held a cardboard box with all her more intimate belongings – the kinds of things she wouldn't want the movers to find if they 'accidently' took a peek inside the box labeled "PERSONAL" with large black marker."That'd give them too much of a thrill," Tara...
I crunch into second and the truck rumbles along Mandela Avenue as I try and find number 42. My phone’s sat nav seems to have given up in the heat. This stinking Chigwell housing estate, a human sewer in the heart of Essex, is a labyrinth of tiny high-density housing, each bungalow barely more than a static caravan. It is difficult to see house numbers past the skips and broken washing machines and deflated paddling pools abandoned in the overgrown front gardens. The blinding sun doesn’t help...
I didn't see any cars insight but I did see a large German Shepard laying directly in front of the boat. I was about to chalk this up as a lost cause when I noticed a young girl standing off to the side of the house. The pickup I was in did not have any markings on it and I decided to take a chance on the young girl. I got out and walked up to the front of the yard and asked the girl if her Mother was home. "No, she ain't home". "She went shoppin' ". So I asked, hoping the...
At college when my first semester started I was a business major for lack of anything better to do. It was what you chose when you didn’t know what you wanted and I sweated out registration for the first time. I didn’t know, was formerly an unhappy commercial art student but college was an entirely different thing. And it didn’t carry the constant threats parochial high school forced on students. Here I wouldn’t encounter mean nuns who seemed to be able to read my mind. The whole thing with...
As they do in men’s magazines, today, let me describe my apparel. Foot ware: “Hot Shoe” custom built for flat track racing using a surplus Army leather combat boot purchased at Sand Island surplus - Joe Pacific Shoe Repair, Ala Moana shopping center, reconstructed the boots to custom design as I watched. Cost: Twenty bucks. Pants: Honestly distressed Sears and Roebuck denim T Shirt: Don’t know, probably cotton with some advertising on it. Racing was something I could ill afford, but did,...
“GAWD haole! You are SO white it’s hurting my eyes. But we’re gonna take you fishing in the surf tonight.” I was feeling really bad because my friend from college probably thought I was an ass, and I was. I should have been more sensitive. She was probably a rich girl without much raw life experience. When she saw what a dirty job I had and acting like I was having fun, well. But I was having fun. So I was buffing out a Cadillac convertible with a metal flake finish and it was looking...
And then it came time for the rubber to hit the road. I would have to face the girl who abandoned me at the car lot for my head shoved into a car’s trunk grubbing for goodies. The more time passed between that moment and morning, arriving at school, the more painful the responsibility got. I was so embarrassed now having been called out as a virgin by what seemed like everybody, even Shorty and Aron racing by the lot in the company jeep yelling, “Hey v-i-r-g-i-n!” Seems Siza would forever...
Siza!! Come on. Stop teasing me. Please? I don’t have to do that. “I’m not teasing you. You’re living in Hawaii now. Things are different.” She had put her hands on both sides of my stomach and squeezed like she meant it. She was doing things to me no girl had ever done before and I was scared yet oddly taken with her, entirely. Wally said she was a lesbian but she sure was interested in me. She was cute, simply so. The entirety of my religious background was coming down on me like bricks...
I drove back to Pepo to get to work, mind whirling, ego bent-dented, wanting to rewind my life as if maybe I’d not come to Hawaii ever. I drove around and took the back entrance through the junk cars to park behind my work shed. There were customers out on the front line, Wally feeding them his line of B.S. I got out quietly and went into the storage shack to change my clothes. When I came out there was my boss Dave smiling at me. “Hey Killer!” He was laughing, my heart sank with a thud....
Next morning I had to go get gas in a couple of cars before leaving for classes. I dreaded going over to the farmers market to possibly have to confront Siza. But I had no choice. I didn’t want to drive a ways to get gas somewhere else and spend my own money. I drove over and hoped somebody else was manning the pump. But after I stopped I just stayed in the car for moments to see if nobody came and I’d try to pump the gas myself if I could. But no. There she came from the across the way. So...
I studied Siza as I was instructed to lay on my stomach between her outstretched legs wondering about a lot of things. Again I was suddenly in all new territory, really close, looking at a girl’s vagina for the first time. It was complicated so unlike a penis and vaguely similar to a cow’s although quite small by comparison. I saw lots of cows while working at the dairy but oddly somehow Siza’s was compelling and she smelled so good. I wondered about “lesbian” and naked girl essence, how...
Her name was Linda and she was a local, hapa haole, born in Hawaii on the big island. Her father was a doctor and she grew up in Kona but came to Honolulu because her family was Catholic and they wanted that Jesuit run education for her. But she was Hawaiian in spirit through and through. Her older brother also went to school with us, a couple of years ahead. He was a tall handsome dude and I would often see her with him. I thought them a couple before I found out they were siblings. That...
The first time I ever played with myself was just after getting out of the tub at my parents’ home. I think I was about 14 years old. Nobody was home and I walked out toward the front door to climb the stairs to my bedroom. I had nothing on and I was still wet. Oddly, who knows why, I started fiddling with my penis not even thinking about it or the fact I was all naked rounding the corner in front of the street side front door window. Suddenly something welled up in me and I felt really...
“You realize what you were expecting me to do, don’t you?” Siza just stood there giving me a really funny look of mostly disbelief but also, “What the hell is the matter with you?” I was sure she considered me the best definition of a fool. And now I would never be welcomed as a local but turns out the requirements for installation in that private club were just too much for this haole. There were so many reasons controlling my life and “YES” I hated that. Yet... , I just didn’t know. “I...
Wally said it was reported nobody was killed, possibly no one was hurt. The place just went up like a box of matches, such an old wood structure. I completely panicked. No one was allowed over there, too dangerous. I would stay all day, skip classes until I found where people were. Wally didn’t expect any business of course. He and I just stood there by the hour trying to find out what we could. Dave was over there from his lot; everybody who had anything to do with the market waited to find...
The cabana was a welcome sight. The girls had really given me a workout in the waves as we laughed ourselves silly role playing. “You’re the Virgin Giant Penis and we are the Sirens, seducing, the evil ones. Our goal is to make you do the ocean like a lady, as if it’s the world’s, the whole planet’s vagina. Just imagine that. All so big! What an orgasm!” “OH, Siza!” “You’re no longer the virgin and the world will give duh kine birth! Well, except you aren’t fertile.” Siza and Linda taught...
Meanwhile, back at the ranch, or my sister and brother in law’s that is, we were busy building. My brother in law was a genius in his own right when it came to building hot rods, motorcycles, things mechanical and you name it. But he and I were both dyslectic by nature. The nuns had to give me special tutoring when I was just starting grade school and I got to spend endless time with Dick and Jane. “See Jane,” said Dick, and vice versa. For my part of it I was always drawing Disney...
The quick physical at Fort DeRussy requirements continued without regard to my status as a college student. As mentioned life was busier than busy but I got a notice from Selective Service to show up yet again. I made the well worn trek to the little building to pee on a stick and wait my turn to be checked for any progress in my rehabilitation non described. I laughed to think flat track racing was my rehab. After getting run over on the coral track I headed off to the hospital, Kaiser...
Of course there so many reasons to be utterly sad about having to leave my new home. But I tried to treat the situation as totally temporary, the height of denial. I was going to have to leave behind my girls, my loves, do it with my virginity intact. Linda was distraught about the idea of me going to war. Siza was very unhappy but in her own way she knew how to do denial just as well as I. She refused to let herself accept my leaving as anything but ordinary. It was like I was just going to...
I’ve come to understand how some readers are disappointed with the ending. The only thing I can explain is the story is true, although the two girls who actually existed were not my lovers. But they also are true although if I’d not been so terribly shy I might have had a great experience with them because girls were interested in me. But the fact I fell in love with Hawaii I can’t say enough about. My experience there was golden, dirty awful jobs and I loved them. My college experience was...
It was in the depts of the hostile sea that covers planet SG-58231 that it was found. Though found is not the right word to describe what happened. Agnes was there, the one, lucky intern in Nasa’s most coveted crew, the crew that gets to plant an American flag in new worlds, unveils environments never before seen or touched by humans, plans and executes the initial research necessary before anything found is deemed safe enough to be shipped back to Earth for further examination. They entered...