The moon hangs high in the velvet sky, its silvery glow spilling over the deserted outdoor bar like liquid gold. The warm night air shimmers with a quiet energy, as if the world itself pauses to witness the bond that now ties Tasha and Seth together. Their lives changed forever on that unforgettable evening, which erupted like a wild, uncontrollable flame and ended with their souls intertwined, making them inseparable. Th...

"You're going to need this," Mark said, tossing the life jacket to me. "Thanks, Mark," I said, "but I have just realised that I left my swimming trunks at home, and we have to keep our clothes dry, so what am I to do?" Mark looked at me and laughed, his eyes sparkling with mischief. "Well, it seems like you're going to have to rely on your tighty whities for the trip," he said, slapping me on the back. His laugh was conta...

[The following are excerpts from the journal of the anthropology student, Justin Guillenot, dated between March 17, 1983 and June 6, 1983, describing his experiences in the Piccolo Islands as part of his doctoral research project. They were discovered at the bottom of an old trunk in the storage room of an apartment building in Cedar Rapids, Iowa that had been scheduled for demolition this year. There is no record that Mr...

It’s nice to enjoy a minute of calm. The water is fresh, not too fresh. The lake is peaceful and lonely. I’m in no hurry to swim back to the shore. My parents’ lakehouse, right above the beach, is obscured by a thin line of trees. Drying myself under the early morning sun, I’m winded but still manage to hear people approaching along the small path to the Johnsons’ cabin. I’ve not seen Diane and Kevin in years. She looks g...

Sarah's heart skipped a beat as she felt Chuck’s eyes on her. The potent blend of alcohol and sexual tension enveloped her senses, rendering her vulnerable to his magnetic pull; his stare had a mesmerizing effect, causing her surroundings to fade away. Sarah, like a creature entranced, remained oblivious to the sordid revelries taking place just beyond the door, the sounds of carnality and raucous laughter barely register...

On the way up the mountain last month, I stopped in the little town at the base that had the only gas for a hundred miles. The building dates to the 1890s and serves coffee and sells a few groceries and tourist items. It's the only store in a town of forty people. The gas pump still has the rotating dials, no digital. One side doesn't work. To get the other side to work often requires tapping your heels together and turni...

“How’d you even manage to make it here so fast?” Dad asks bluntly. “That motel you spent the night at is supposed to be a three-hour drive.” We’re having lunch on the lake house’s terrace, surrounded by the sounds of nature and the smell of grilled fish. Mom and Dad share one bench, and my sister Paige and her best friend Maddie huddle on the other. I’m sitting in my own creaky chair. “We followed Mr Johnson on some count...

I had not too shortly after getting my massive new tits read an email invite to my school reunion. Now I hadn't planned on going back to the place where I got devilishly bullied, but ever since coming out and getting these new personalities I had a huge ego boost and wanted to error 404 my old bullies and maybe try and fuck the girl that had shaped my personality for years to come. As a corny school reunion for lonely/hor...

When Jonah asked if I fancied going for a walk in a secluded part of the countryside - in the pitch black, to boot - I quivered with excitement, thinking about all the possibilities he might have planned for me. Was he intending a fuck in the woods? Up against a tree with the bark scraping my back through my blouse? Or dragging me by my hair, throwing me down on the ground and forcing me to have sex? Now that idea really...