Zoe sat down beside her boyfriend, Troy, on the second floor of the University of Magical Studies. The room was packed—it was exam week, and students were deep in their books. Troy welcomed the break as Zoe leaned in and planted a soft kiss on his cheek. "Who's the smart one here?" Zoe asked. "You are. But I’m the clever one," Troy replied with a grin. Zoe rolled her eyes. "Guess what? I found an awesome spell. Give me yo...

Matthew Turnback was a man who, all things considered, should have loved the life he lived. He was still young - in his mid-twenties - and making great money off of his chosen career path while living happily married to a woman he had fallen for since the day he first met her. His job, Personal Assistant to Mayor Bannivan, involved an adequate mix of both stress and excitement. Most men wouldn't care for setting up meetin...

Over the next week or two I recovered and life got back to normal. I was getting nervous not hearing anything from Goddess Sophia. I was locked and unable to remove the cage. I searched the website and discovered that my cage was not registered to me. In fact, I had no device listed on my profile and my cage did not respond to the app. My panic caused me to search for a remedy to my situation. I found that I had elected t...

Pretty Thing by Mariessa "I'll give you twenty dollars if you show me your feet." Elijah balked at the middle-aged man's comment and tried not to gag. The college student leaned backward and gaped. He nervously played with his hands in his lap with a dark blush settling over his face and spreading to his neck. His once-hard cock had softened within a snap of his fingers, shriveling up into becoming flaccid once more. A sl...

The music cut through the red-tinged light of the strip club, sending a shiver down my spine as we both entered. The man at the door - topless and in tight pants - had talked to Rachel for a short while, before gesturing at a tall, blonde woman who stood behind the bar. The woman was busy observing the rowdy patrons of "For Her Eyes Only", keeping a keen eye on proceedings, and not bothering to look in our direction. All...

The cafe was full as I arrived. The threat of rain hung over the city, and the murkiness of the cloud-laden sky signaled a wet weekend may well be ahead. Despite all that, the promise of rain had not deterred a small army of officer and retail workers from retreating to the fleetingly-brief sanctuary known as Friday lunch. I hoped Rachel was already here, otherwise we'd be in for the game of "hunt for a table" across the...

Rachel and I continued on down the path back to where our cars waited for us. I estimated we were half way to the timer going off again, and so far we'd walked in perfect silence. If she felt anything like me, then her senses would be firing on all cylinders at the moment. A light breeze had picked up, and was gently wafting through the trees to our right-hand side. The result was that every now and again, a branch creake...

I experimentally opened one eye, as the sound of the beeps slowly seeped into my consciousness. The room was pitch dark, with heavy curtains blocking out the night. The strange world I'd just been dreaming about began to recede away, and became increasingly difficult to focus on, as the beeps seemed to grow in their persistence. I stretched out an arm and tried unsuccessfully to stifle a yawn in time, before the ceaseless...