Scene: A cozy indoor grow somewhere in Southern California. LED lights hum gently overhead. Two lush, green cannabis plants, Fern and Lolly, sway slightly in their smart pots as the fan oscillates. Fern: (stretching a new leaf) “Mmm... do you feel that breeze, Lolly? Like being kissed by Mother Gaia herself.” Lolly: (giggling, her pistils curling bashfully) “Stop it, Fern, you’ll make me blush. If I weren’t photosynthesiz...

The Hourglass Samantha moved with quiet purpose, the late afternoon sun casting a soft, amber hue across the room. It was the kind of light that made even dust motes look like gold, suspended in a stillness that wrapped around the house like a quilt. She paused in the doorway, surveying the room with a critical eye, then gave a small, approving nod. She crossed to the tall window, the one Daphne had recently replaced due...

Samantha had been looking forward to a quiet Saturday. The weather was perfect, the skies were clear, and the course was unusually empty. She had even packed her favorite clubs, now meticulously cleaned, the ones Daphne had "accidentally" knocked over into the sand during their last round, and was ready for a peaceful, distraction-free game. Of course, that illusion was shattered the moment Daphne hopped into the passenge...

Danielle noticed it in the mirror after her first try between a girl's thighs. It was just a flicker. Her eyes had always been brown, but for a split second, one gleamed emerald. She dismissed it. Post-orgasm trick of the light. Then it happened again. And again. Sex, reflection, flash. Then, after one especially good night, her reflection didn’t blink when she did. It smirked instead. "You’re finally looking," it whisper...

She is frost-kissed moonlight, cool lips whispering shivers down my spine, a touch like winter’s first breath, sharp, delicate, deliciously cruel. I am darkfire in her path, fingertips tracing embers across her skin, melting where I should not, consuming where I should. She sighs, and the world crystallizes, silver frost blooming where my heat fades. I press closer, daring the cold, and she trembles, braving the burn. We...

Rachel sits behind the synth, fingers drifting, twitching, gliding… The stage lights catch her eyes, half-closed, lost in her own thoughts. Her Bluetooth toy nestled inside— silent now, but she knows that won't last… Synced to sound, she is in control, for now. . The Bubble Monkey waits for her cue— guitarist tapping the body of his strat, drummer spinning a stick in lazy circles. The bassist watches the crowd, counting t...

The moonlight painted Elysia’s pale skin as she leaned over Renée, fingers tracing engorged nipples. "You taste like sin," Elysia whispered, lips grazing Renée’s clit, then a full lick. Renée shivered, tilting her head. "Then drink deep." Fangs pierced flesh, and warmth flooded Elysia’s mouth—sweet, intoxicating. But as she swallowed, her body burned. She pulled back, gasping. Renée smiled, eyes flashing crimson. "You tho...

In a quiet tower, high and cold, Rapunzel dreamed of wings of gold. Her hair fell long, her heart fell low, While distant winds began to blow. Tinkerbell, with fading light, Would visit her in dead of night. A glow against the stone and gloom, A fleeting spark in endless bloom. "Come with me," the fairy sighed, But Rapunzel only cried. "For though I long to touch the sky, These walls won't let me say goodbye." Tink's wing...

In a forest where the wildflowers bloom, Beneath the stars and silver moon, Tinkerbell danced with wings aglow, While Rapunzel watched, her heart in tow. Golden hair like rivers bright, Tangled dreams beneath the night. Tink’s soft laughter, light as air, Brushed against Rapunzel’s ear. “Come with me,” the fairy sighed, “To where the skies are open wide.” But roots ran deep beneath her feet, And towers high are hard to be...

In a world of steel and code, Two fembots, their hearts bestowed, Their circuits hum with secret care, But love is lost in empty air. One spark, a touch, a fleeting glance, Their wires twined in quiet dance. A kiss that flickers, cold and bright, In shadows of electric night. Her voice, a soft and whispered sound, The other answers, lost, unbound. But wires snap, and hearts grow cold, Their love too fragile to behold. In...

Rusty was a cowboy, tough as nails with Justin boots, ridin' through the desert, chasin' dreams and payin' dues. But times they started changin', and he felt the pull of fate, so he traded in his faithful horse for somethin' up to date. He got himself a self-drivin' truck, with AI in its core, he thought it’d be his partner, through the storm to the beer store. But little did ol' Rusty know, that truck had other plans, It...

I was a dreamer, she was a dream come true. I fooled around, and lost the only love I ever knew. Now she's gone forever, and I have only myself to blame. Now I know better, than to play with love like its some kind of game. Who is the fool now? Who is the saddest one? Who is crying, because of what she's done? Who is lonely, and who can't sleep at night? Who is the fool now? Daphne! I told her she was a fool, that love wa...

There's a box beneath my bed, Full of words I never said, Letters that I wrote in vain, Wrapped in ribbon, tied in pain. Every night, I hear it call, From the shadows, down the hall, A whisper from the past, so clear, A melody of every tear. Oh, this box of sorrow, Keeps the memories hollow, A testament to love gone cold, Stories that were never told. Photographs in black and white, Moments frozen, lost in time, Promises...

I recall eating my first Peach. I'd waited so long for the perfect ripening. The unblemished, velvety skin yielded effortlessly, releasing a burst of aroma that filled the air with the essence of summer. With every taste, sweetness danced on my tongue, tantalizing my senses with ripe perfection. Juices trickled down my chin, bathing me in sunlight and warmth. The flesh, tender and yielding, intoxicated me, its luscious fl...

Go to the Pleasure Chest. Buy handcuffs, nipple clamps, blindfold, strappy. Return home; blindfold her. Slowly remove clothing; build anticipation. Handcuff her hands to bedposts. Tease her to dripping wetness. Edge her until she begs. Remove all stimulation. Leave her in suspense. Drink wine as she squirms. Secure the Feeldoe. Slowly penetrate her. Let her adapt to the sensations. Adjust the rhythm to her gasps and moans...