THE MAN WAS HUGE, DONKEY HUGE. Donk was huge, not in physical size but where it counted, in his cock. Jeff earned the nickname Donk years ago when he was in his teens; Donk, like in a donkey cock.
Over the past 7 years, I've written 73 short stories for writing competitions, having placed (1st/2nd/3rd) in 39 of them. About half are erotic. They are ALL at or under 1,000 words, as that was a rule. So, a bunch of short stories that will make you laugh, make you cry, make you go WTF? Hard to go wrong with this many short stories for just a few bucks if you opt to go to Bookapy and buy the book. Well under a penny per word! Thank you for your consideration.
Chemistry Major Richard Baron, set up a Chem Lab in a portion of his family's three car garage. With the aid of his father's money, he was out to come up with a real world project that would duplicate the results from the movies. Here is a result of his experiment...
A Blues Story What would happen if the Government gave you a whole new identity, except that your daughter had to play the part of your wife? They wouldn't do that to a guy would they? And if they played a trick on you in the process, who could you complain to? A satirical look at a government program that thousands of people are caught in ... and it's YOUR tax dollars that are supporting them.
Carol gets the power to change herself into anyone she touches. Her best girlfriend and brother learn her secret. Will she become a sex slave for their perversions?
A young man looks back at his life and lusts. Considering each of the girls and women he's known, he smiles as memories come to mind, relishing the connection and ecstasy that came with each conquest and every ounce of semen he poured between their legs. And so as his past relationships are recounted to himself and the reader, he only slowly comes to realize that maybe he really is the problem after all. Codes will be added as the story progresses.
It had been a tough semester and I was glad to be home. I had missed my twin brother Tommy even though we were poles apart. I missed our little sister too not that she so little now of course. She was always this scrawny little thing with stick like arms and legs with horrible bony knees; now look at her with all her graceful curves.