Apollo s War
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I never thought in a million years I’d fall head over heals for a jock, but that’s exactly what happened. It was my second year at the University of Texas. Troy Malone was a handsome, intelligent, outrageously funny guy, and he was a quarterback on the football team, albeit the second string, since he was just a junior.
I’m a small town girl, but I was neither naïve nor a virgin. I guess on the virgin to slut scale from one to ten, I was a three when I met Troy. A Business major, I had always been a straight A student.
With UT being the big football school that it is, going anywhere on campus or off with Troy, the presumptive next year’s starting quarterback, was very different from anything I’d ever experienced before. He drew a crowd wherever he went.
Even though Troy wasn’t the most patient lover, he more than made up for that with his abundant enthusiasm and endurance. By the time he was ready to call it a night; I would be totally spent and exhausted.
We’d been dating for two months when Troy convinced me to do something I swore I’d never, ever do. He talked me into taking a naked selfie and sending it to him via text. “I just need something to look at when I can’t be with you. I swear, I’m the only one who will ever see it.”
I believed him. I trusted him. How could I have been so stupid? The asshole forwarded that picture to half the school. All I heard for the next two weeks from “friends” and strangers alike was “Nice rack!” and “Awesome tits!” and “Hot bod!”.
It should go without saying that I broke up with Troy.
I avoided dating for quite a while, but Troy was having a blast playing the field. One of the girls he was dating was a really, really hot blonde named Karla Penderdorf. She did have somewhat of a reputation for being a blowjob queen, but that obviously didn’t bother Troy—quite the contrary. That gave his groupies one more reason to be jealous of him.
Karla had an apartment off campus, and shortly after hooking up with Troy, she threw a party at her place. She invited Troy, of course, as well as several of his teammates and their girlfriends.
I wasn’t at the party, but I was able to see and hear most of it via nanny cam. Unbeknownst to Troy, Karla was in several of my classes and we were good enough friends for her to do me this favor. Actually, it didn’t hurt that she thought he was an arrogant asshole. She only dated him because of his status around campus.
The main event of the party came late in the evening. Karla had everyone gather in the living room. She announced that she’d come up with a new recipe for popsicles, and that Troy had been gracious enough to be her taste tester. And then she slid the DVD into the player and everyone’s attention turned to the wide-screen TV.
The first scene showed Karla presenting Troy with three popsicles, one orange, one grape, and one strawberry. He was instructed to eat all three before rendering his decision about which flavor was the best, and that’s just what he did, finally announcing that he preferred the strawberry flavored popsicle.
The next scene showed Karla in the kitchen. She told the audience that she wanted to show them how she made the popsicles. She had three small mixing bowls, each one containing a small amount of flavored Kool-Aid. Then she sprinkled a small amount of Jell-O of the matching flavors into each bowl. Finally, she smiled at the camera and told the audience she was ready to add her “special” ingredient.
The audience let out a collective gasp when the image on the TV showed Karla on her knees in front of a guy. She was sucking his hard cock, periodically looking at the camera and smiling with a naughty wink. The audience couldn’t see who the guy was, but I knew. Karla said he was famous for the copious amount of cum he produced.
When he warned Karla that he was close, she removed her mouth and jerked him off into a clear glass. Sure enough, he produced an unbelievable amount of cum. And then the scene switched back to the kitchen and showed Karla mixing a healthy portion of cum into each bowl before pouring each into the popsicle molds.
The video then flashed immediately back to Troy devouring the popsicles. Finally, the scene switched to Karla and I standing side by side, her arm over my shoulder, and mine around her waist. I looked right into the camera and said, “Take that, Troy, you mother fucking asshole.”
Needless to say, Troy left almost immediately. The others stayed long enough for another beer and a lot of laughs.
Word of mine and Karla’s practical joke on Troy made its way around campus quickly. The reactions were mixed, some taking the position that “those two sluts shouldn’t have done that to Troy, our next quarterback”, while others praised us with “Way to go, girl.”, and “That’ll show the bastard for sharing personal selfies.”
Needless to say, both Karla and I had to stay on our toes for anything that looked suspicious. If we encountered any situation that didn’t look exactly right, we immediately avoided it.
Fortunately, the rest of the semester passed without further incident. I convinced myself that Troy had accepted that we were even.
It was several weeks into the second semester when I met Garry Barnett. I was sitting in the cafeteria with some friends when I noticed him looking my way several times. He was sitting with a group of guys, but he finally mustered the courage to come over and ask me out to supper.
Gary wasn’t the most handsome guy on campus, but I found him to be quite charming so I accepted his offer. I was glad I did. He was very sweet, a great listener, and a true gentleman. When he picked me up at my dorm, he presented me with a beautiful bouquet of flowers, and then he waited patiently in the lobby while I went upstairs and put them in water. Best of all, he was in no way associated with the football team. In fact, he was the captain of the swim team, which accounted for his lean, fit body. He lived with his parents only a few miles from campus, so he wasn’t a constant partier.
After three wonderful dates, the first to the Olive Garden for supper, the second bowling, and the third for a picnic by the lake, I decided to let him know I wouldn’t mind taking our relationship to the next level.
“Are you sure?” he asked me prior to me getting out of his SUV in front of my dorm.
“I am very sure” I assured him. And then I gave him the most passionate kiss we’d shared to that point.
Our next date didn’t end until after we’d shared several hours in a very nice hotel room near the university. God! He was a wonderful lover. He was patient, attentive, and very, very talented, especially with his tongue. When he was eating my pussy, he even used his tongue on my ass. That was a new experience for me, but I loved it. Before those few hours were over, Gary Barnett owned me.
The following week was to end with a three day weekend. Gary invited me to go camping with him. “I know a great spot out in the woods with a beautiful clear stream, and I have all the camping equipment we’ll need.” How could I refuse?
Friday evening, we drove to his house and loaded his SUV with a tent, sleeping bag, cooking utensils, and a few other odds and ends. I got to meet his parents, and I quickly learned how he came about being so polite. They were an absolute joy.
We headed out early Saturday morning. I was tempted to give him a blowjob during the two hour drive, but I decided it would be much more erotic out in the woods.
Gary had been spot on about the beauty of the place. It was deep in the woods, very secluded, and the stream had a short waterfall just above a small pool.
It took us a couple of hours to set up camp, and then we immediately undressed and took a very cold dip in the shallow pool. After lying out on towels in the sun long enough to warm up, we had an awesome day and night of steamy hot sex.
At one point, when he was supporting himself on his outstretched arms, my legs over his shoulders, he asked “Fucking outside is awesome, isn’t it?”
“Fucking you anywhere is awesome.” I panted, and then I immediately proceeded to cum for the second time.
The next afternoon, while we were stretched out on our towels, recuperating from a lively fuck, sipping our beers and soaking in the sun, Gary dropped a bombshell on me, “Sherry, I dated a girl last year who turned me on to mild bondage. I found the lack of control to be a real turn on.”
I stared at him hard, “So you want to tie me up?”
“No, no.” He defended himself, “The lack of control turned me on, not being in total control of someone else.”
The light came on in my brain, “Oh, so you want me to tie you up. Is that it?”
“Yeah. Would that freak you out ... tying me up, blindfolding me and doing anything you want with or to me?”
“Anything I want?” I asked him with a chuckle.
“Yep.”
“I think I can handle that.” I told him with a laugh.
Gary immediately got up and went to his SUV. He returned a minute later with a bag. “Oh my God!” I exclaimed when he dumped out its contents. There were four metal stakes, a hammer, four long pieces of rope with Velcro loops on the ends, and one black blindfold. “You came prepared.” I added with a loud and sustained laugh.
He just chuckled and began driving the stakes into the ground. After attaching the ropes to the stakes, he spread his towel between them and lay down. Next, he attached two of the Velcro loops around his ankles which left his legs spread wide. “Okay, you’re up.” He told me. “Do my wrists and then blindfold me.”
I followed his instructions, but the entire time, was having a difficult time believing we were actually doing this.
Once he was strung out spread eagle and blindfolded, I was at a loss as to what to do next. Finally, I walked the few yards back to our camp and got a folding chair, then to the ice chest for a new beer.
After placing the chair just out of his reach and having a few sips of my beer, an idea came to me. I returned to the ice chest and extracted the largest cube of ice I could find. When I returned to Gary, I immediately began trailing the ice over and around his nipples. When he complained, I admonished him, “You’d better be quiet. I don’t want to have to gag you too.”
While I was teasing his nipples with the ice, my brain was whirling, trying to come up with something to do to him. That’s when I spotted a nearby young sapling. I was grinning while I was breaking off a two foot limb with a healthy supply of soft leaves.
When I got back to Gary, I began teasing the bottoms of his feet with the leaves. I made my way up his legs to a point just short of his balls. Then I moved up to his neck, shoulders, chest and stomach. I was amazed at how that made his dick begin to grow and harden.
When I thought I’d put it off long enough, I began swishing the leaves gently over his dick and balls. It didn’t take much of that to make him fully hard. Okay, what to do next? Nothing came to mind, so I sat in the chair and took another few sips of my beer.
I’m not sure why, but my mind went back to the first time Gary went down on me. I remembered the way he’d used his tongue on my ass, and how much I had enjoyed that. I thought of squatting over his face and making him do that again, but that would require his cooperation, so I dismissed the idea.
I remembered more than one past lover asking me for anal sex. I had always declined. I just didn’t trust any of them not to hurt me. Gary had a nice dick. It was slightly longer than average, but it was slender like the rest of his sleek competitive swimmer’s body. And I could be in total control. If I was ever going to try it, this could be the perfect time.
I went back to our tent and got a bottle of baby oil out of my bag. I always had a bottle of baby oil with me. I used it on my breasts, stomach and abdomen daily, something my mom told me would keep my skin moist and healthy, “And when you are married and get pregnant, you won’t get stretch marks.”
When I returned to Gary, I knelt between his legs and began licking up and down his hard shaft. Little did he know that, with the other hand, I was slowly and gently working an oily finger into my own ass. It took a couple of minutes, but I finally managed to get two fingers inside me, all the while licking and sucking Gary’s hard dick.
When I thought my asshole was sufficiently stretched out, I spread baby oil all over Gary’s dick, then I moved up and purred in his ear, “I’ve never had anal sex, but I’m going to try. You’d better not move or I’ll take a switch to your balls.”
It took a while, but I finally managed to work the head of his dick into my ass. I took my time, letting my ass grow accustom to the intrusion and the feeling, then I began pushing harder. When I had two or three inches in me, I began slowly moving up and down on it, pushing down a little more with every three or four downward movements.
It took me three or four minutes, but I finally managed to work the entire length of his hard dick into my ass. After getting used to the feeling, which I actually found quite nice, I began to slowly fuck my ass with his hard dick.
I actually came twice while fucking him, and without so much as touching my clit. I was amazed.
I was getting really tired and almost gave up on making him cum when he began bucking his hips up to meet my downward thrusts. And then he let out a low guttural grunt and I felt the first spurts of his hot cum splatter inside me. I was surprised that I could feel it, but the feeling was awesome.
When he was finished and shriveling, I rolled over onto my back beside him, panting and gasping for air. After a minute or so, I managed, “Holy Shit! That ... was incredible. I should ... have tried that ... a long time ago. Did you ... enjoy it?” I asked, still gasping for air.
“Hell yes! It was my first time too. It was different, and I loved it.”
“Good, then next time, you can do all the work.”
He chuckled, “Okay, I think I can handle that.”
When I’d sufficiently recuperated, I removed Gary’s blindfold and removed the Velcro from his wrists and ankles. “I’ll get us a beer.” I told him.
When I returned from the ice chest, we lay there sipping our beers. After a couple of minutes, Gary said, “That’s a real turn on ... the helpless feeling. You should try it sometime.”
I thought about it for only a few seconds before responding with, “Okay, let me know when you’re ready and I’ll give it a try, but we’ll have to wash up first ... especially you.” I said, pointing to his dick which showed the obvious signs of being in an asshole.
He chuckled again, “Of course, but I need a few minutes.”
I laughed, “Only a few minutes?”
He shrugged and raised his beer to me in toast, “Okay, so maybe more than a few. That was one hell of a fucking.”
When we’d both finished our beers, Gary stood up and told me, “Okay, let’s go wash up and then you can assume the position.” He said, pointing to where he’d been lying.
The anticipation of what I was about to do was very exciting to me, even though I wasn’t sure exactly why. Perhaps it was because I trusted Gary totally, and this was my chance to demonstrate that to him.
I’m not sure what I expected to happen when I was in position, blindfolded and strapped down spread eagle on the towel, but I surely didn’t expect to hear Gary on his phone saying, “Okay, you can come on down.”
Was this some kind of joke? Was he just trying to scare me? If that was his goal, he was successful ... very successful.
The next thing I heard was a folding chair being either folded up or unfolded, and then several male voices. I didn’t recognize any of them, so I admonished Gary, “God damnit, Gary, what the fuck?”
And then I heard something that made my whole body stiffen and paralyzed my brain. It was unmistakably Troy’s voice, and it was stern and hateful, “Shut the fuck up, bitch, or I’ll stuff a rag in your mouth.”
I kept telling myself this wasn’t happening. Perhaps I’d fallen asleep and was having a nightmare.
Next, I heard the tabs pulled on four or five beer cans, and then Gary’s voice, the same Gary I had began to fall in love with ... the same Gary I had come to trust with all my being. He asked, “Did you talk to the coach?”
“I did.” Troy answered, “Everything is cool. You’ll be on the sideline with us for every home game next year.”
Is that all it took for Gary to betray me, or was this planned all along? Was this the goal when Gary asked me out that first time? Had he been acting a sick role all along? Didn’t he feel anything for me at all? Apparently not, if he could do something like this to me just so he could be on the sideline with the football team at home games. Asshole—no—mother fucking, slime ball, pussy asshole.
What were they going to do to me? I couldn’t imagine that they’d rape me. That would be a serious crime. They could abuse me in other ways, perhaps whip me with switches, but that would leave marks—evidence I could use against them with the police. But if not any of those, what? What did Troy have in his sick, disgusting brain? I was afraid to speculate further.
I heard the crunching of beer cans—big strong men—pathetic, and then Gary asked, “You ready, bro?”
Troy answered, “Nah, I think we all need another beer first.”
More beer cans being opened, and then some of the voices I didn’t recognize talking, “She has an awesome rack,” one said, and another responded, “Yeah, I wouldn’t mind a few minutes alone with those bodacious ta-tas.”
I couldn’t resist saying in the most venomous voice I could muster, “Fuck you, assholes. You’d better get your sick jollies off now, cause you’ll never get to touch--”
And then there were fingers on one of my nipples, pinching ... pinching really, really hard and twisting. Troy’s voice, “I told you to shut the fuck up, bitch. One more word out of your mouth and I’ll not only stuff a rag in your pathetic fucking mouth, I’ll hurt you—hurt you really, really bad. Do you understand me, cunt?”
What could I do but nod my understanding?
Ten minutes later, there was more crunching of beer cans—pathetic. I guessed it was about five minutes after that when my blindfold was ripped off.
It took a few seconds for my eyes to focus against the harsh rays of the sun. And then I saw Troy standing just behind my head. His shorts were down to his knees and he was holding his dick in his hand. “Open your mouth, bitch.” He ordered me.
It was obvious what he intended to do, so I clamped my mouth shut as tightly as I could and shook my head from side to side.
“We can do this easy or hard, but we’re going to do it either way. Now, open your fucking mouth.”
When I didn’t obey, Troy bent over and grabbed both of my nipples, pulling them and pinching them so hard, I was afraid they would be yanked right off my tits. When I didn’t comply right away, he stepped on my bicep and shifted his weight. The pain was too much for me, so I finally complied, opening my mouth wide.
“Well, well, she’s not as tough as she thinks she is. If you close your mouth again, what you just got is nothing to what I’ll do to you next time. Do you understand me, bitch?”
I nodded immediately, afraid to find out what he might do if I didn’t obey.
A few seconds later, he started peeing. It took him a couple of seconds, but he finally managed to direct his hot stream to my head and mouth. I did my best not to swallow or gag, but it was difficult.
“Swallow, bitch!” He yelled at me. “You’d better fucking swallow it or you’ll be sorry.”
I obeyed. As disgusting as it was, I was more afraid of feeling his wrath than the obnoxious act of swallowing his piss. When he finally finished, I thought it was over. I was mistaken, even though what followed was far less disgusting than what had just transpired. The other guys stood around me and began pissing all over my body.
I was shocked, even though I shouldn’t have been, when I saw Gary standing nearby recording the whole thing with a video camera.
When they were all finished, they set about to breaking camp and packing everything into Gary’s SUV, including my clothes and bag.
Just before they all left, Troy came back down to me and said, “Think about this the next time you want to fuck with me, bitch.” And he strode up the hill and disappeared.
Great! I thought. The good news was that they were gone. The bad news was that they’d left me staked out like a bear hide tanning in the sun. The reality sunk in on me that it might be days or even weeks before someone found me ... if ever. At least I would die with the knowledge that they’d left their DNA all over me. They’d rot in prison for the rest of their lives.
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“Ace,” Denise said as she tossed out a card.“Ten,” I countered.I was playing War, the card game, with my friend Denise Wright on a warm summer afternoon. We had graduated high school a couple weeks before and had the summer free until university started. Denise’s parents were away so we had her house to ourselves.“Mine. Five.”“Three.”“Mine. Seven.”“Seven.”War is one of those silly, mindless card games that one normally plays out of sheer boredom. Each turns over a card, highest wins. Ties go to...
First TimeCast of Characters 1. Sergeant Nate Harris Point Man M16 Rifle M9 Beretta 2. Sergeant Mark Hoover Intelligence M16 Rifle M9 Beretta S&W Model 625 JM 3. Sergeant Luke "Doc Kennedy Medic M16 Rifle M9 Beretta 4. Sergeant George Webster Radioman and Forward observer M14 Rifle M9 Beretta 5. Sergeant Ryan Sherman Demolition specialist M16 Rifle M9 Beretta 6. Master Sergeant Hank Foley heavy weapons M249 S.AW. Beretta M9 7. Captain Robert Randolph Commanding Officer of special forces team...
Introductions were made and most everyone was seated. They were short one chair. Pappy elected to lean against the wall rather than get an extra chair from his or BB's apartments in the barn. He wanted to know what was going on and wouldn't take a chance of missing something. Though he loved Sean, he still wasn't completely comfortable with this Wizard business and controlling the animals. Sean was sitting in a highchair beside Seth. Martha's motherly manner settled everyone and even...
Eric Esterhazy 2046 There were so many other things Eric would rather be doing. For instance, he could be doing something to address the scandalous rate of immigration from the war-ravaged regions of the world: scarred as they were all the way from India to Kazakhstan and from Tajikistan to Azerbaijan. He could be consolidating his position as Treasury Secretary by outlining innovative new tax cuts and further rationalisation of public expenditure. He could be actively promoting the causes...
MAU: Trek Wars Synopsis: Further adventures of Seven as she and her Trekkie friends confront their ultimate challenge - Star Wars fans. Note: This tale contains numerous characters from both the Star Trek and Star Wars universes. If a reader is unfamiliar with the Star Wars characters, the official Star Wars databank can provide more information than I can include in this tale. I am trying to not clutter the story with too much detail on the characters, but to provide...
There he was, sitting near the rocks, whittling a piece of wood. Naked. Half the time, he was naked. I guess that was the perks of living in the woods by yourself. He was a real mountain man. A big, rugged fellow with tanned skin and dense dark hair all over, from his chest to his ass. He had a bulky body, but his arms and legs had natural muscle carved purely from physical labor from living out in the wilderness, and his thick uncut cock hung low like a third leg down between his...
Summer in England, 1945.I paused to take it all in and let peacetime wash over me. At last, it felt real. An American bomber named Enola Gay had ended it all after six years of madness and slaughter.I lit a cigarette, watching the train huff and puff slowly out of the station. Looking out over the station car park, everything was green. Peaceful, too.Picking up my case, I meandered into the street. I was a fifteen-minute walk from home and there would be no Stukas with their insane, banshee...
HistoricalI was among the first of our soldiers to march into Berlin, I didn't expect to be welcomed with open arms, but what we were greeted with was worse, far worse.It was total apathy; these people had endured everything over twelve years of tyranny, twelve years of being careful of what they said or who they said it to!Occasionally, we saw bodies still hanging from lampposts where the last few fanatical S.S. men had hanged them or dogs gnawing at the rotting corpses lying in the streets. The dogs...
HistoricalI joined the British Army at the age of 16. I joined my adult regiment in October 1986, during the last throws of the cold war. My first regiment was based in the UK; however, the regiment was due to move to Germany towards the end of 1987. Before the move I was informed that we were going to deploy to Kenya for three months, we were flying out of the country on the 26th of December. I could not believe it; I travelled quite a bit as a k**, including living in the US and Australia, and whilst...
I knew it was coming, all males were conscripted at the age of eighteen. Only this year there were not as many males so they had lowered the age. In our system men were conscripted into the military for five years. If they survived the men received grants for a family and land. Only they not only conscripted me they took my only sister. She committed suicide after she was gang raped by the cadets that were to train her. Training for conscriptees was mostly just teaching us how to point and...
Before Dawn, 23 March 2004 Forward Operating Base Chosin, Babil Province, Iraq “But let us forget warfare, again, for a little while. My name is Marcus Randal, and I have been wondering what your name is since I laid eyes on you.” I said. She looked into my eyes and said, “Marcus Randal. Oh my. I have never fucked a man before I learned his name, even if I forgot it later. I do not think I will ever forget your name. I hope you won’t forget me. I am Lance Corporal Loni Hellström.” “Your...
'The Leader' looked out over the city, and smiled. It had taken many years to ensure that the city fell, and the inhabitants would come to worship him as a saviour to the people, and the plan had worked well. A cough behind him, he turned to face his second in command - Darius. This was a man who knew exactly how far he could go before the leader would stop him, and had many times with just a word. Darius spoke in a mocking tone -"They await outside Leader, a delegation to announce...
Chapter 1 : Homecoming It was Saturday the 15th Dec 1940 at about 07.30 in the morning when Lt Tony Nash RNVR wearily trudged homewards, he was feeling dirty and tired after traveling nearly all night from Portsmouth Harbour Station to London Waterloo, and then on to Stratford underground station, the nearest station to his home in East London. The underground railway platform was full of people still sleeping on the platform or, just beginning to wake to face a new day of queuing for food or...
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A short story of one officer’s last battle and the aftermath. “The galaxy is a very unfriendly place.” I was remembering what my number one drill instructor, sergeant Crabs had said on my first day of basic training. You know what? He knew just what he was talking about. I have learned that the hard way over the last 10 years. You see I am Major Mike Miller, Sardonic space defense forces. And this is the story of my death. Well for all that is practical it was my death and then again in a way...
Freyja is the goddess of love. Perhaps a more accurate description would be to say the Freyja is the goddess of sex and lust. She is sought after by giants, the mason who rebuilds the Walls of Asgard; by Hrungnir ‘the brawler’ who duels with Thor; and by King Thrym of jötnar who steals Thor’s hammer.Freyja is also associated with war. She collects the chosen of the slain warriors with the valkyries after a battle. Half of them go to Odin, while Freyja keeps half of them for herself.Freyja...
A Girl's War By Cindi Johnson © 2006 Part 1 ------ I recalled something my father told me during one of his more lucid alcoholic states. "Danny," he said, "always keep your secrets. Bury them deep. Hold them down with a strong grip. Strangle them, violently, when necessary. You let them out, and they'll come back around and take you down. Trust me on this, Danny." That odd memory came back to me as I gazed at Tania's reflection in the pane glass window. She looked so...
I was sitting in the hall way outside of Erica's room with my face in my hands. I smelled a very enticing aroma. I looked up and all I could see was cleavage as my head was pulled in between two very nice breasts. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath and reluctantly pulled back. It was Carol, I knew she was up here so was not really surprised. “Hi Chad, we have you a suite at the Duluth Hilton. Louise and Dotty will be in later tonight. But For right now you need a meal, a...
after the war We almost decided to move the wedding date forward by two days to co-inside with V-E day. The end of the war in Europe. But decided to leave it alone, besides to much effort had gone into the preparations for the 10th . The wedding went off with out a hitch and Erica's little belly bulge was hardly noticeable. After all she was only about 4 or 5 months pregnant at the time. Let them count... later ... Erica laughs. We departed for our Honeymoon in a small floatplane...
Even though it was noon the sky was dark, turned black by the thick, black smoke of artillery cannons. Destroyed buildings, gutted out by fires and reduced to rubble by the Imperial Navy, peppered the once proud city. The platoon I was attached to have taken up residence in one of the more preserved buildings, its concrete body protecting us from the enemy’s big guns, and allowing us to dish out punishment without exposing ourselves to danger. I know that seems somewhat cowardly, but this is...
Chapter 1 Our story takes place in the distant future. 2175 to be exact and the US is ravaged with war. The president accidentally insulted the chancellor of Germany so they retaliated by bombing us. Not a pretty sight. In a small town in Missouri, a small town named Nowhere, 19 year old Emily sat at her parents kitchen table watching as the snow fell lightly outside the window. Emily is your normal 19 year old with decent looks. She’s 5’10 and full figured but her height helps make her look...
Nobody saw it coming. Everyone knew it had been a crazy election year, but nobody expected war. However, when Hillary Clinton won the 2016 election, all hell broke loose. Donald Trump was the reason. He claimed the election had been rigged, that Michigan and Wisconsin, two key states which had both delayed releasing their votes, had cheated him out of the election. A surprising amount of people agreed with him. Then he suggested secession. It seemed to happen overnight. Most of the south and...
Cold war. A conflict between two different models of government. While there were armed conflicts during that period, it can be considered quite peaceful. The real war between two sides, was fought in shadows. Spies of both sides were the main heroes in this war. They stole information, assassinated targets, trained and led guerrillas, supplied false information to enemies, carried out sabotage, captured enemy spies and personnel... Some of them worked as double agents, triple agents, sleeper...
At the Fictionmania Convention II: The Price of War by shalimar Let me explain some things. I met Monica at a weekly meeting of my local transgender group which just outside Atlanta, GA. She is a thirty-year- old male to female transsexual that is what we also call a little girl. In her mind she is really four. Although we have our differences we became close and I eventually became her "mother." Being both Fictionmania fans and hearing about the convention we made arrangements...
About five years after Robinson had taken up his post as butler to His Magnificence, the Emir Mahmoud Abdullah, a small war started against the neighbouring Khanate of Tirfil. The new Khan, formerly Prince Habib, had allowed more and more incursions across the border, raiding villages, mostly for livestock but with a few women also being stolen. Things came to a head when a complete village was razed to the ground and its male inhabitants slaughtered. A few escaped and they confirmed what the...
"Holy Mother! You can't be serious?!" Pietor stared at his Chief of Intelligence. He was horrified at the very thought of what the man had just told him, but unable to discount the truth of it. Pietor had come to trust the man's careful devotion to his work, his habits of double- and triple-checking every scrap of information before accepting it as true, and the man's unswerving dedication and loyalty to their cause. Still, what he'd just heard was absolutely fantastic and almost...
By : Atila1 Ye baat un dinon ki hai jab main Patna jaise chote shahr se Naukri ki talash mein delhi pahuncha tha. Rukney ka bandobast apney doston ke saath pahle se hi kar liya tha. Mujhey pata tha ki mujhey kya karna aur kaun si naukari karni hai. Kuch dinon ki talash ke baad akhirkaar mujhey naukri mil gayee. Delhi ke south ex area mein mera daftar that aur main chahta tha ki office ke aas paas hi ghar mil jaye ghar kya kisi kamre ya barsaati ki hi talaash thi jahan zyada paisa naa invest...
TRANSVAMPORIA FOUR GENDER WARS Introduction: Hi once again and welcome to the fourth installment of the Transvamporia saga. By now, I shouldn't have to tell y'all to read the first three parts before this one. I will say that so far my writing has been going fairly smoothly and I have been able to get out quite a bit fairly fast. I intend to try and keep up the pace as I have this big story inside my head that needs to get out. So once again I will cut with any...
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IncestOnce upon a time in a land, far, far away lived a young woman by the name of Isabella. She lived happily in the Kingdom with her mother and father. Her mother was a seamstress and her father was a jewelry craftsman. Her parents complimented each others designs with creating custom dresses and jewelry which there would ever be, one of a kind. While growing up, Isabella watched her parents work and over the years, she ended up creating her own designs in both clothing and jewelry and that made...
I suddenly had trouble breathing and my vision fogged up as waves of powerfully strong emotions crashed over me. Through the tears welling up in my eyes I reread the message several times to make sure that it was real. J'Una alive? Could it really be? Where the fuck was Tatooine anyway? I was so overcome that I became somewhat giddy and I think I even jumped up and down a little. Not what you'd expect from a veteran Imperial TIE fighter pilot, but there it is. I must have made more noise...