I'm not a fag. So why was I hard from that hand playing with my ass in the crowded elevator? And who hacked my email at work to ask if I'd had a hardon? He told me not to wear underwear the next day. Bullshit. I always wore briefs. But I didn't. And he played with me again. And now he says I have to go to a video arcade at lunch, and wait for his dick to come through the hole. Bullshit. I won't. Will I?
A few readers of my first contribution, "The Child Molestress", took note of my partially South African background and asked for tales from that far-removed country. With this series of unconnected short stories I try to comply and hope you enjoy.
A Viagra Nation Story It's Codi's first time in a Semen Booth, and she's excited about her new job. Besides earning a good wage, Codi considers this her patriotic duty. After all, ever since the day terrorists confused Valium with Viagra and introduced the sexual stimulant into the nation's food and water supplies, the male population has been in a constant state of arousal. Semen Girls like Codi are an essential part of national security, and Jessica, her trainer, is about to teach her how to tug out a load!
This never would have happened if Amber had taken the Burger King job! The teenager goes to work in a proctologist's office, as a test subject. What does all this have to do with sperm? Plenty! "And what happens if I do this...?" seems to be the extent of Dr. Fuller's methodology, as she tests Amber's snug ass with an amusing variety of exploratory tools (including her wiggling index finger). But Amber is one sharp tack! It doesn't take her long to figure out what's really going on.
A Duel to the death between an old homeless lady and a serial killer in the swampy wilderness of Flordia. Sometimes it is hard to tell the prey from the hunter.
This is the story of the effects of the rape of a teenager and the effect on her and the other people who come into contact with her. This is also a story of the romance that develops following her recovery.