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A long, long time ago (give or take a millennium), there lived two cavemen named Oog and Brin. Oog was a typical Neanderthal with a typical Neanderthal outlook on life. The entire extent of Oog’s education was that Oog should always carry a big stick. With his big stick, Oog could bash things over the head and drag them back to his cave to eat or mate with, as the case may be. He could also bash other things over the head that occasionally tried to eat or mate with him. Oog’s big stick made him a member of the tribe that dwelled on the south slope of the miles long ridge which faced the big running water. Oog’s big stick was his tool and it made him a member of the club called MAN. Oog’s big stick was the biggest big stick in the tribe and that made Oog the leader.

Brin lived in the cave next to Oog’s. Brin was older and wiser than Oog and Oog often came to Brin for advice. It was at Brin’s suggestion that all the rest of the tribe carried roughly the same size big sticks. This had proven to be a very effective way to keep internal conflicts to a minimum. Everyone else did what Oog said because he had the biggest big stick. And Oog usually did what Brin suggested because Oog wasn’t very bright. Brin had always been very helpful to Oog.

At night when the lightnings came, and the thunder rumbled through the hills, Brin would sit at the mouth of his cave and listen to the thunders deep echoes while he watched the lightnings. The terrible power of these nightly displays frightened the rest of the tribe and each night Brin would listen to their terrified howlings as they cowered at the backs of their caves as Oog had ordered. Oog always howled the loudest. Oog had chosen his cave because it was the deepest to be found in the area and he could cower the farthest back away from the frightening display of nature. Oog had the idea about cowering at the back of the cave and howling on his own.

Brin decided to take a walk and visit his neighbor Oog. Approaching Oog’s cave Brin called out in a clear strong voice (Brin didn’t spend half the night howling himself hoarse till he fell asleep) ‘Oog! Come out of your cave and stand with me in the lightnings and the thunders! No harm will come to you!’

‘No, I cannot come out of my cave, or I will surely die!’ howled Oog. ‘The lightnings will strike me dead, and the thunders will rattle my bones apart!’

‘I will protect you from the lightnings and shield you from the thunders,’ cried Brin ‘for I can control their workings and bid them stay away from us.’

‘That is not possible! The lightnings and the thunders are wild untamable things. None can control them!’ cried Oog.

‘How then do I stand at the mouth of your cave without being killed? How did I walk over here from my cave and live?’ asked Brin as Oog slowly edged closer to the mouth of his cave, eyeing Brin suspiciously.

‘Why are you not at the back of your cave trembling and howling as I have ordered?’ demanded Oog, regaining some of his composure. ‘The lightnings will strike us all down if we do not hide from them. Run to your cave and join our chorus of howls or we are all doomed!’

‘It is not so,’ replied Brin ‘for I stand before you in the midst of their ragings and remain untouched. The lightnings fear me. The thunders cannot assail me. You too can stand out in the raging storm with me, if you believe in Me.’

Oog trembled as a bright flash fell from out of the sky and struck the waters edge. The roar was deafening and the wind tore at Brin standing on the bare rocks, but he stood his ground and remained impassive. As the frightened Oog crept back near the mouth of his cave he stared at Brin standing defiantly before him.

‘You do not fear the lightnings anymore, Brin?’ asked Oog. ‘Does not the thunder cause your very being to quake with fear?’

‘No, for they are Mine to control.’ answered Brin.

‘I will really be safe if I join you? You will protect me?’

‘You need have no fear of the lightnings or the thunders if you promise to believe in Me and obey Me.’ stated Brin. ‘I will grant you safe passage through the storm.’

Oog crept to the very edge of his cave. His primitive instincts could feel the ozone crackling in the atmosphere as the storm ripped through the night. The rain started to fall on his arm and Oog recoiled from the contact.

‘The water that falls from the sky will not harm you either.’ said Brin smiling. ‘Just believe in Me.’

Oog slowly came out of his cave and stood, trembling, next to Brin. The thunders continued to rumble and the lightnings flashed, though none so near as the one which Oog had felt sure was meant to punish Brin for his disobedience. The biggest big stick had always ruled the place on the south side of the ridge facing the big running water. Oog had gotten it from his grandfather when he had become too feeble to wield it. Oog’s father had died before Oog could remember, but his grandfather had told him that his father had died protecting the tribe while they were hunting. That meant that it was also Oog’s job to protect the tribe, but he could not do anything about the thunder, he could not turn aside the lightning.

‘Why do the lightnings not strike us down?’ Oog asked Brin.

‘I have commanded them to stay away from us for a time, that I may show you My power. From now on you must do what I say or the lightnings will find you in the deepest cave on the ridge. The thunders will cause your head to roar with an unending noise. The rains will smite you wherever you go. The tribe will not find any food when you hunt, unless you obey Me.’

‘I will obey Brin. Your power is strong to turn aside the wrath of the storm. I will obey You if You promise to always protect the tribe with Your power’. Oog paused. ‘May I return to my cave now? It still frightens me.’ said the recently deposed leader.

‘No.’ said Brin. ‘First you must climb to the top of the ridge without your big stick to prove you believe in Me. Walk, do not run. Stand there a moment and return, also walking. I will stay here and watch over you, but do not cry out or begin to run, else I may remove My protection.’

‘Yes, Brin’ answered Oog who trembled as he passed the biggest big stick to the aspiring leader. ‘I will believe in You and I will obey You.’

Oog moved off in the direction of the ridge, shivering as the thunder rumbled in the distance and the wind buffeted him. He moved at a rapid but dignified gait. As he moved away he mumbled for Brin to guard him from the terrors of his ordeal and continued to mumble supplications for protection all the way to the top of the ridge.

When he arrived at the top of the ridge Oog turned for about the twenty-fifth time to check whether Brin was still watching over him. He looked out over the hills that lay beyond the ridge. For as long as any could remember the tribe had hunted here for food. Some of the animals that lived beyond the ridge could be hunted with ease. Some of the animals were savage beasts that killed many hunters over the years. It will be a good thing to have Brin watch over our tribe, thought Oog. Yes, it will be a good thing, Oog thought. I believe in Brin, He will protect us.

Oog turned and began the long walk home. He looked at Brin in the distance and wondered if he would be allowed to keep his deep cave. It wasn’t the most comfortable cave on the ridge, but it was the deepest and that had always given Oog comfort.

As he approached the edge of the ridge and started down a sudden movement rushed at Oog. The tiger’s long curved fangs tore into his belly and he shrieked in terror as his entrails tumbled out of the gash, his blood staining the grasses at his feet. His wailing set up a new chorus of howls from the other caves, which had started to quiet down.

The lightning struck again on the water and for a brief instant Brin could see the animal’s great weight plow into Oog for the second time. Oog went down under the onslaught of fangs, claws,
and rippling muscles. He died screaming as the big cat began to feed.

Brin scurried into the deep cave. ‘Well,’ he thought, ‘it’s too bad about Oog, I could have used his muscle, but I think I can still make this work. I’ll have to polish it up some for the masses. No more ridge walks at night. I need all the believers I can get.’

Brin sat down in the mouth of the deep cave watching the lightning, and listening to the thunder. The howling of the rest of the tribe was dying away again as they fell asleep from exhaustion. Their throats raw from hours of howling.

Brin contemplated the next days work. If there was anything left of Oog he would say that Oog must have gone crazy in the night and run out into the storm where he met his fate beneath the claws of the saber toothed tiger. He could claim it was a divine manifestation that took the sometimes cruel Oog from them. Brin had the biggest big stick now and could claim that he found himself in the deepest cave with the biggest big stick when he awoke. ‘Yes,’ thought Brin, ‘this is going to work out just fine.’ and He smiled as He chuckled to Himself.

The next night as the sun was going down, and the thunder began to rumble, and the lightning started to flash, Brin created GOD in his own image.

But at least he wouldn’t have to listen to that damned howling anymore.

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Peggy Sanford a Worldly Woman Ch 07

Author’s note: I had planned to take a break from writing and submitting stories to Literotica when I reached 300 submissions. I know I said that when I reached 100 and again when I reached 200 submissions but many of you loyal readers asked me to continue. Many of you also sent me story lines and topics to write about, some more detailed than others. Recently I received an e-mail from Peggy Sanford who has written several stories for Literotica and if you have a Literotica log-in and...

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Peggy Sanford a Worldly Woman Ch 01

Author’s note: I had planned to take a break from writing and submitting stories to Literotica when I reached 300 submissions. I know I said that when I reached 100 and again when I reached 200 submissions but many of you loyal readers asked me to continue. Many of you also sent me story lines and topics to write about, some more detailed than others. Recently I received an e-mail from Peggy Sanford who has written several stories for Literotica and you can see Peggy’s profile and photo under...

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Businessman is Forcibily Transformed Into a Sissy

Businessman Is Forcibly Transformed Into A Sissy By Sissycuckold It was a warm summer's day when it all began; I was a successful 34 year old, businessman man, with a large house, flash car, and a beautiful wife. As it was a Sunday I was out for any early morning walk, having just finished making love to my 27 year old wife Lorna, when suddenly a large black car screeched to a halt just before me. In a flash 4 burly men jumped out and I was unceremoniously...

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The Bradford Family Saga Part 2

and shorts; his cock and balls swaying in front of him. Mary smiled, leaned forward again and nuzzled Carol's silky cunt-hair, flattening it out to the sides and exposing her sensuous pink slit to their view. Then she stuck her tongue up inside it. Carol groaned happily and bucked her hips. John was standing over them now, stroking his thick cock while he gazed dreamily down at his sister's inviting pussy. Pushing a finger back up inside Carol's dewy cunt, Mary explored its...

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The Bradford Family Saga Part 3

"My parents are celebrating their anniversary this weekend, and they're planning a family party. I'd like to take tomorrow off and fly down - if it's alright with you, of course." Lucy Parsons came around the desk and stood close to him. He caught a flash of tanned thigh as her skirt flap parted. "This must be a first. A new lawyer showing consideration for the firm." "Isn't that the way it's done?" "Not usually. Young lawyers are a fairly arrogant lot, and favors...

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It8217s Not Just Love Making 8211 The Foremost Foreplays

Hello Everyone This is pradeep back again with the continuation of my first submission(IT’s NOT JUST LOVE MAKING),And people who does not read my first story please I request you to read my previous submission which was the first part,so that you can have a great brief introduction of the my story which im gonna share you all. So to say about me,I am Pradeep (Name Changed),From (Vadapalani) Chennai.Iam 21 years old and i am living in a private home.I am 5.9 with athlete body and average in...

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Sheriffs Forester

I was young for my post but I had been doing it as a deputy it for several years with the old sheriff's forester. My father was a baron but I was only a younger son so I was not going to inherit. I carried the heavy stag into kitchen and ignored the quiet that fell. I shifted it off my shoulder and onto the large butcher table, "I took this from a poacher Anna." She wiped her hands as she crossed the kitchen, "how long..." I snorted as headed into the Keep, "a half day." When I...

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A WellLived Life Book 6 Kara IChapter 10 A Trip to Milford Part II

September 1981, Milford, Ohio Kara came into the living room when the dishes were done and took my hand and led me to the den. We sat in our chairs, as her father insisted. “Did you put your mom up to that ice cream date?” I asked. “No! I was just as surprised as you were. I could tell that dad was really upset at her. And when you stepped in, I thought he was going to blow a gasket. You agreed with him and made him look bad at the same time. And then, when mom did that thing with the...

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Beat the Forfeit

The studio lights go up, the audience cheers and applauds. Max Weinman, the slick studio host, launches into his well-rehearsed patter. "Welcome, welcome, welcome to another game of Beat the Forfeit. As always, we have two couples competing for tonight's jackpot of one hundred thousand pounds. First, in the studio, we have Jim and Russell. Let's meet them." Two men stand behind smart game-show lecterns each displaying a score of zero. Max touches the collar of his open necked shirt, tugs...

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BB 2 Fairy Godmother

Gretchen frowned at the paper panties that Lula, the waxing technician,had given her. She quickly decided that Sue’s recommendation to just skip wearing panties and go bare during her waxing was the best option. Thankfully, Lula had also given her that option without Gretchen having to ask. Following Lula’s instructions, Gretchen removed her shoes, jeans, and panties and left on her top. She sat down on the end of what looked like a massage table and draped the sheet that Lula had provided over...

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Positive Reinforcement

Lisa's head swam. She was so damn horny it was difficult for her to think straight. Every inch of her skin felt alive and sensitive. Her puffy and extended nipples even more so. Her cock ached with pleasure even as permanently limp as it now was. Even her balls, shriveled and atrophied as they now were, also ached with pleasure. Her ass was even worse. It felt empty now that Master Carl had removed the plug. Not that the plug helped much with that horniness. Oh, it filled her up...

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Waiting0

She stood in the door, silhouetted against the setting sun behind her like some fairy-tale creature, her blonde hair slightly curled and floating over her lean shoulders. He couldn’t quite see her face, but he knew the look upon it. He knew those cobalt blue eyes, so capable of making a lip quiver and heart melt, were locked on his, shining with barely contained excitement. He could almost smell her perfume, memory filling in gaps his senses couldn’t pick up on. Memory only served so well,...

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Waiting5

My husband wanted me fucked. It was his fantasy to have me full of cum like a sloppy whore. Though you might not be able to guess this by looking at me at work--as an assciate professor of English at the local university, I love to be fucked. Fortunately, I'm blessed with aattractive features, dark brown hair and blue eyes, and a body that I keep fit at the gym. And... we had a willing third party who also played to my darker needs. When my husband told me this morning that he wanted...

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The United Kingdom of Zoo A fake BBC documentary seriess8e2 Denise Zhang 33 from Bedford

We’re in the boring, flat, concrete car park, surrounded by boring family cars, looking at the boring red-brick buildings that combine to form the Beddingham International School. But here comes the excitement... She’s sexy, with a fuck-me-but-don’t-fuck-with-me face and long blonde hair is swept around to the side of her head and hangs infront of one shoulder. Her accent, friendly southern English but with a distinct Eastern European edge. “Hello, and welcome to a new series of ‘The...

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Forfeits

(Fictional story told from Female point of view) My husband Ron and I like to play sexual games. One game that we sometimes play is Forfeits, this is where I am given some task to fulfil and if I fail I have to take a note from the Lucky Dip jar and act out whatever is written on it. These have ranged from relatively mild things, such as leaving off my panties and flashing my nakedness in a pub, to very severe things like inviting a strange Master from a sex contact mag, to come and beat me....

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Mystic Godfather

Mystic Godfather----------------Chapter 1---------His arrival was memorable in itself but that was the night I went to myfirst high school dance. Mom tried to console me she would neverunderstand. I buried my head in my pillow so I didn't notice the flashof light or hear the opening of the closet door. The music was on tomask my tears so I didn't hear him approach.I only knew someone was in my room when I felt something bump against mybed. A man was standing there when I looked up. He had...

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Mystic Godfather

Mystic Godfather ---------------- Chapter 1 --------- His arrival was memorable in itself but that was the night I went to my first high school dance. Mom tried to console me she would never understand. I buried my head in my pillow so I didn't notice the flash of light or hear the opening of the closet door. The music was on to mask my tears so I didn't hear him approach. I only knew someone was in my room when I felt something bump against my bed. A man was standing there...

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Transformations DiversityChapter 16

To perhaps alleviate some of the confusion of many, many names, here is a list of some that are mentioned, but were introduced in previous episodes of the Transformations series. Dr. Julia Waxman, Psychiatrist, Director of Transformation Frank Waxman, Julia's husband, General Manager of Transformations, former fashion exec, General Manager of Magnuson Foundation. Gerald Magnuson, wealthy philanthropist, primary backer of Transformations. Paul Ventri, CFO of Transformations and president...

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