Polymorpheus Perverse: Stories

This is part of The Americans - Adventures with Uncle Mikey (and his family) universe. My American cousins come and visit me in Cape Town where I am on summer holidays from university. They come from a very different world to us their cousins but we love each other despite our clear differences. Over time it becomes very clear that they do things a little differently in Uncle Mikey's branch of the extended family. Like a matryoshka doll, there are often stories within stories. All characters are

Received a holiday card from, Emily, one of my pod sisters living in Kalamazoo, Michigna, in Isheni America. This is a good opportunity for a bit of Isheni American anthropology. All characters are at least 18 years of age or older.

On a pilgrimage to Japan, I partake as a pilgrim in the temple service at the Temple of the Holy Cunt of our Grand High Priestess Nara, one of the earliest righteous Japanese saints of our Goddess Faith. This is an opportunity to introduce our readers to some Isheni religious rituals and ceremonies central to our culture.

It's post-war America and 20 years old orphan Henry is traveling by train to a new life in San Francisco from New England, but he suddenly finds himself stranded in the middle of 'nowhere' America and on a very different journey to Jouissanceville (An Isheni Origin story) All characters are at least 18 years of age or older.

23 years ago, the now mythical Robinson family disappeared when their Jupiter snapped its connection to the New Resolute and plunged into a void which had then closed after them. No one knows what has happened to them, or if they even survived, trapped in the void with no way out or wherever else they may have found themselves. Curious minds with a specific agenda are deeply interested in whatever happened to the unlucky Robinsons....All characters are at least 18 years of age or older.

The curtain flutters in the breeze, as the camera draws back to reveal a large octagonal bed with sleep rumpled sheets and a man lying prone with one other in the room.

It was the summer of 1976, and I, an only child, was on a Caribbean cruise with my parents. There, at the age of 18 years and a virgin from a very sheltered socially conservative tradition, I met the enchantingly seductive Rebbetzin Esther Ruth Rabinowitz (an entirely fictional name for the purpose of this entirely fictional story), and the rest, as they say, is history. All characters in this story are at least 18 years old or older.