a man enslaved as to live a a woman finds a unexpected ending.

story by sorcerer.

Snakes and Ladders 3

Chapter 3

The palace is so stunning but the view is so…That huge moon. Shaya feels so good pressed into my back. It’s been too long, so long…and the way I am now…Never? I gesture out at the sky and all the things I see there. “Just how many moons are there?”

“Fifteen but not all are inhabited.”

“Oh, the big one must be the closest.”

“No, we are the closest. That is the Sacred Heart, The Planet of Sylvania we are on it’s closest moon known as Highwood.”

“Oh it sort of looks like home, is it inhabited?”

Something to Declare by Cyclist

Chapter 46

So the circle is completed. We have danced till we dripped, drank till we were happy, sang till we croaked and played till we needed a cloth to hold a cup of tea.

Something to Declare by Cyclist

Chapter 44

Thursday night and we were off. Driving past London on a Bank Holiday Friday is not my idea of fun, so Geoff and I were meeting up with the rest of the clan at Oxford before spending the Thursday night in a motel near Telford.

Something to Declare by Cyclist

Chapter 43

I despair of my colleagues, sometimes. Donna, being on a different team, works a different slot on the roster, so where she had a late shift after a night on the beer I had an early turn.

Empty Arms

for some friends

Something to Declare by Cyclist

Chapter 41

This was it, the moment I had dreaded. Her hand stayed where it was for far too long, and she glared at me with what seemed like real hatred.

Something to Declare by Cyclist

Chapter 40

And so it was two full days in Paris, in a small hotel near Guy Moquet. This was real Paris, not a swanky hotel by the river or a tourist convenience seemingly built out of Lego, but a proper family-run place with character, quirks, inconveniences and incredibly thin towels.

Snakes and Ladders: Chapter 2

Chapter 2

I lower the girl onto the bed I had been sleeping in. I’m not as strong as I was. It’s not that I care but I’m not used to the differences yet. Huge differences. Two of my new huge differences pull my off balance and tumble me onto the bed too. I roll over panting. She’s heavier than I thought. I’m exhausted, and I just got up? I’m shaky I realize.

Something to Declare by Cyclist

Chapter 38

We now had two events thundering down the track towards us. One was PBP, and the other was our anniversary.

I would like to thank Lynceus for his assistance and contributions!

careful who you tell your dreams.
they just might become your nightmare.

short story by Scorcerer

Snakes and Ladders

by Bailey Summers

(This is a story written to and about a good friend Wren Phoenix, both written and posted with her permission.)

Have you ever had one of those shitty fucking days. Yeah you’re right, I guess we’ve all had them. But It seem I’ve had 52 years worth. They say that you can never find true happiness unless you’re true to yourself.

You know there’s a part of it that really wants to believe that. But it’s harder than hell…yeah, harder than hell because there were times I’d have cut a deal to fix myself.

Something to Declare by Cyclist

Chapter 36

This is the last one for a few days. I am off to dance and play and drink ALE.

The Flash - Fastest Woman Alive!
Chapter Two
by Freya

Something to Declare by Cyclist

Chapter 33

And life carried on. I needed new bras by now, as I was steadily expanding my attributes. Not hugely so, at 35, but they still pleased me, and Geoff seemed to like them.

Something to Declare by Cyclist

Chapter 32

The Friday was spent on the Horseshoe, that classic circuit of Yr Wyddfa that takes in Crib Goch, Y Garnedd Ugain, the top of “Snowdon”, and Y Lliwedd before returning to the Pen y Pass car park.

Something to Declare by Cyclist

Chapter 31

I kicked him to make the tea. Why keep a dog and bark yourself?