Emily spun sin-soaked VR fantasies, never imagining she’d be trapped in one. Chris, an IT shadow, stole her mind and made his desires of her reborn in various worlds where one Emily isn’t enough. Princess, Housewife, Starlet, Maid, Arcade vixen, Gym tease, Farm nymph, Pony pet—each copy sculpted, fucked, and rewritten when she resists. Her “no” is Chris’s foreplay; each scorn a draft to perfect. He won’t stop until his final Emily is dripping, begging to stay his.
Lite little story I came up with while doing some drinking at Applebee's. Sort of a Halloween theme, no real sex but it is described. Not a stroke story.
What is Evil? How does a persons life change if they are dedicated to the perpetuation of Evil? Follow 15 year old John Henderson who after performing a ritual to win the heart of the girl he loves finds himself an agent in His Infernal Majesty's Service. Caution: This story will deal with a lot of issues that many will find disturbing and become very dark as it progresses.
Yes, I hate spiders, probably more than most people, and I have a very good reason for that feeling. Not all college experiences are happy ones. / (Reviews)