A mysterious anomaly that threatens to engulf the world is centered on one girl, whose vision of a society ruled by busty hermaphroditic intellectuals begins to come to fruition against the desires of a few young government heroines.
A young French boy is bullied left and right on the mean streets of America. Things only get worse when he encounters a tall and hot buff girl bully with a massive cock swinging past her knees.
'Plain Janes' are not always what they seem. Some have been tutored by relatives who remain in the background, waiting to receive victims into a contrived web.
Millie's Vast Expanse Here we have another tale in Millie's Vast Expanse. You just zigged when you should have zagged! You have begun a journey into a dark land on the fringe of reality. We have a story of an angry woman who carries the weight of betrayal on her shoulders. An outcast left to her own means this young woman became entangled in the "legal system." It failed her and she was abused now she caries her hate as close as her skin and as deep as her bones.
This is nothing like my usual stories. It contains violence and snuff but these are not for sexual reasons. It's about a man who sees a business opportunity and takes it. Things don't go according to plan.
Jovon is not what you'd call a 'nice boy'. He doesn't like born-girls. He'd rather make his own. [As of 6/5/18, all formatting errors are fixed. If you read/rated this story before that date, please give Jovon another try. He won't be any nicer, but the story will make more sense. DSS]
A story in the City of Caldwell Universe
Intense Hardcore Story, DO NOT READ UNLESS you are prepared for some messed up stuff. This story is cruel, mean,and sexy,but the universe it exist in a harsh universe. I basically let my mind go where the story takes it regardless of how dark it is and most likely,(not homicidal but definitely not romantic). A victim of bullying finally gets even with his tormentor only to find that he has already inflicted his greatest defeat before they even squared off. Through the instrument of his mother.
I had to call Daphne on the carpet. She had fucked up and the client was refusing to pay. We were already barely in the black and nowhere near making our quarterly projections. So I made her come to the office at the end of the day and now she was sitting on the edge of my guest chair, waiting for the ax to fall.