A client visits a prostitute in a seedy Manchester brothel. And thousands of years in the past, the fate of a group of alien travellers hinges on the outcome of this unusual encounter.
A boy genius decides it would be good to be king. He sets about making it so. While he is an ABSOLUTE monarch, he is not a sadist. In fact, his favorite activity is helping pretty girls reach orgasm. He applies his scientific mind to making his kingdom a good place to live.
NOTE: This story is not about zoophilia. It is a tongue-in-cheek reference to using Animal Husbandry techniques to breed a better human.
In progress, we'll see how this goes. No idea how frequently I shall post on this one. Usually I get going and trundle right along. 'If you are a good enough mimic, you can be a better X than all the real Xs.'