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Post 281: Thinking About Her

I’d gotten to work a bit late that Friday, having been exhausted from yesterday and sleeping for more than twelve hours. The office, once I finally made it downstairs from my room, was abuzz with energy. Though my schedule didn’t start ‘til eleven, Vida and Morgan were seeing patients; the girls wanted to take it easy on me, I guess. And so here I was in my office, sipping on the glass of warmed-up milk Melissa had left for me along with a note. She was sorry to have to miss our Friday ...

Post 280: Angie's Figuring it Out

“Uh, I think we may have a problem with your friend Angie,” Marisela Vazquez said to her new co-worker Randi, as the two fixed their coffee in the office’s breakroom early that Friday morning. “I got an alert last night,” the ebony-haired young woman continued, “somehow she broke into the surveillance app. Looks like she looked back at some of the recordings from his apartment, when Missy took him back to his place yesterday.”

“For real? How’d she do that?” Randi ask...

Post 279: A Witches' Halloween, p4

< go camera 1 >

“Thanks, Jamie, for the weather report,” said Alicia Ray, filling in as anchor for Channel 5’s 11pm broadcast and looking into camera one, “I guess we need the rain. Sounds like a good  weekend to go catch a movie. Wouldn’t you say, Aly?”

“For sure!” said the blond co-anchor seated to her right. Aly Singleton smiled, feeling strangely gi...

Post 278: A Witches' Halloween, p3 (The City Bleeds)

“Let the city bleed! As a womb shedding its old lining, the way of man being sloughed away! We call upon you, ancient sisters and mothers, on All-Hallow’s Eve, to prepare this world for new life, the way of woman!“

Their rooftop bonfire blazed up, between the three, and already they could see the waters of the city, the river which ran through its heart, begin to change in hue. Power like...

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Post 277: A Witches' Halloween, p2 (Interlude)

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Post 276: A Witches' Halloween, p1

“Hey so, uh, Bianca - what are we doing tonight?” asked Sammi, the Australian shapeshifter, as she finally drifted back over to Emily and me. She’d been bouncing around this “party” all afternoon, blatantly showing off her talents. It made Emily mad, at first; these people, as deep into it as they were already, were not sisters. Our kind was not supposed to display ourselves like this - in ...

Post 275: It's Not My Birthday, p4

“Come back up into my lap,” Melissa sweetly urged me. She had let me rest for a while, sitting with her and her Hooters uniform back in her desk chair following a mind-blowing handjob. I’d enjoyed the blissful, mindlessly indulgent comfort of her body and nearly fell to sleep against her shoulder after my second climax of the day. But before I could drift off she’d stood me, stripped me right...

Post 274: It's Not My Birthday, p3

“Look at you, poor thing,” Melissa clucked, barely suppressing her near-constant giggles as she settled me onto her bare lap, the two of us sitting together behind her desk, door to her office locked, “you’re a total mess.”

I had just spent the last half-hour or so being fed and fondled, coddled and cajoled by my all-female staff. A Halloween/Not-My-Birthday party in our break room th...

Patreon Only Image: Melissssy says...

thnk uuuu sweeties for yr patience - Steven is writing writing writing but there's just so muchh happenng in the next couple of entries for our story! here's a little pictur of me from a couple years back to help pass the time ;)

Thanks to Jessica Carter for the uniform work!

<edit: I couldn't help myself. boosted her a few cup sizes>

Post 273: It's Not My Birthday, p2

...our party continues.

All eyes, all the attention, indeed seemingly all the light in the room had suddenly become laser-focused on her, on Melissa, who in her heels had to duck under the doorway to enter with the abomination she was carrying. It was something like a cake, it was huge, and it was shaped, as you can see, to look like an enormous set of boobs.

Lord go...