It started in a small way, on one little website, where people went to chat and share smutty stories. The first sign was when the mods noticed there was a drop in members blocking each other. A blip? No, after several weeks the trend was clear, and was gathering pace. Fewer and fewer people were receiving messages they didn't want. No longer was the site awash with unsolicited dick pics, and everyone was suddenly meeting...

  It was three in the morning before Detective Inspector Jane McCann crawled into her bed. Exhausted though she was, she could not sleep, for now, there were two dead bodies haunting her: one a brown-haired phone-sex-purveying jilted Catholic wife on a church altar in Surrey, another a bleached-blond Sheffield prostitute lying on her filthy cot surrounded by soiled condoms and used syringes; both of them with their legs w...

As the sun set around the world that day, no one could have known that it would be the last dusk the species Homo sapiens would ever see. Least of all me, who did not have the privilege of witnessing it, having been sucked into some unknown dimension after three nights in the underground temple complex of a demon-worshipping sex cult. I stood before the object of their devotion, in the shadow of the horns of a creature st...

She enslaved the only zombie in the apocalypse that didn’t consume flesh. Well…depends on your definition of consume. Tits, twat and tushy were his preferences. All it took was a tug on his leash and he’d amble over to feast. Her initial disgust over time became fascination and even addiction. “It’s time for your feeding,” she’d say. The benefit? He’d keep others away. Lick! Suck! Smack! Her eyes would go dark; writhing a...

It was too dark outside to see anything. All you could do was hear. The footsteps, the heavy breathing, the panic as the duo ran for their lives. Darkness was preferred – light meant flashlights, and that meant that the very people they were running from were catching up to them. They knew not where they were running to, just who and what they were running from. After too long a time spent making their lungs bleed and leg...

“Grow up, Devin. Your penis isn't a magic fucking wand! You can't cast spells with it!" For years those words have haunted me, stoking the fires of insanity. Yet, here we find ourselves, at world's end in a field of bloody poppies, penis wriggling in the drooling cunt of The Harbinger of Death, with salvation a typewriter’s stroke away.   When my moment finally arrives, I find myself giggling boyishly.   With cock in hand...

Ava awoke to the ground shaking beneath her and a resonating boom sounding in the distance. She leapt up immediately, rushing to the door of the ramshackle shed that she had spent the night in. She stepped out into the sun, shielding her eyes to peer into the distance. A plume of smoke drifted lazily into the sky. She frowned, worry tarnishing her delicate face. Instinctively, she took a step forward, wanting to help. Her...

= = = = = = = = = = = = = =Chapter 1 - The Beginning= = = = = = = = = = = = = =Claire looked gorgeous as she rode up and down my raging cock. Her tousled blonde hair partially covering her face she lolled her head from side to side as her orgasm wracked her entire body. Her beautiful breasts quivered and shook like only big breasts can. Shortly, she collapsed on top of me as her orgasm left her spent of energy.Without pul...

As he cradled Jayne in his arms, Stuart’s mind drifted back to the day it had started. Panic had slowly consumed the streets below, their twelfth-floor balcony affording a perfect view of the chaos that had eventually overwhelmed the city.Abbey Road, the main arterial route from their estate to the outskirts had quickly become a river of abandoned cars as it became clear to the terrified populace that fleeing on foot was...

Note: although this can be read as a stand alone story, it works best as a follow on from 'Kon Tiki', to which there is a link below. Hope you enjoy.2: ASYLUM Through the view screen in his private quarters, Major Redford was cursed with a bird’s eye view of the undulating, writhing mountains of flame-coloured gas banking up against the containment field. In twenty four hours the situation had deteriorated rapidly; now on...

It was the end of the Mayan long count calendar. With less than forty-eight hours to go, emotions were really high; will the world really end? Will the Nibiru prophecy come to pass? These were the questions that were running through my mind. I come from a little village in Oyo state in Nigeria. My father is the village school headmaster and easily the most educated man in the area. He is over six feet tall and has an incr...