The Story So Far: The contestants have reached the exit to the palace, but with the villains in hot pursuit. Lucy and Lena tried to hold off their pursuers long enough for the gate to open, but found themselves cut off and surrounded. Meanwhile, Anna...

It was a blisteringly hot Saturday afternoon, and Jake was knee-deep in finishing touches on the old house's renovation. His arms were streaked with white, yellow, and splashes of red paint. His shirt was soaked through, sweat mixing with the paint s...

[This is an unusually structured but hopefully appealing ultra long three-part story in the tradition of the old WAMWORLD tales. The first section is straightforward traditional narrative, the second section is then interactive, and then if you keep...

You walk up to your boss's office, palms sweaty already. A big report was due and you had gotten too distracted to finish it on time. This hadn't been the first time you had gotten distracted before a deadline, but it was the first time you had been...

Note: The last time I tried to post this series, this was as far as I got before the site went offline. Hopefully this time I'll make it to the finale. If you want to read in stages, the 'score settling' and 'door defence' scenes might be good points...

(A sequel to Charity Date or Messy Fate) Laura hadn't seen Miles since the charity gala a couple of months ago where she'd consigned him to a vat of gunge. In the days following the event she been in a triumphant mood having gotten payback for her f...

The Story So Far: After the events in the purifier and the ensuing ambush, the remaining contestants became split up and are now trying to escape the palace. Meanwhile, despite having their identity revealed, the traitor remains at large.... Part 9:...

The lawyer's shoes were wrong for the field -- too clean, too narrow -- and the cowboy noticed immediately. The wind pushed tall grass around them as the brothers argued, voices sharp, words cutting deeper than either man wanted to admit. "You don't...

The day was actually perfect. The sun glittered on the lake, the white lilies were fragrant, and my bride-to-be looked like an elf in her snow-white designer dress, straight out of a fairytale. We walked along the narrow forest path toward the altar,...

Breakfast Is On Me It was supposed to be a peaceful, easy-going morning in the small town diner. The Mornin' Glory was warm, cozy, filled with the scent of freshly brewed coffee and sizzling bacon. It was the kind of place where everybody knew ea...

Everyone agreed the holiday gala was "important." This agreement was not the product of discussion, thought, or belief; it was the result of repetition. Human Resources had written the word important so many times, bolded, underlined, italicized, oc...

Note: Fair warning, this is a long one, running at double the length of most other chapters in the series. Trying to read it in one sitting might get exhausting, though the scene in the 'testing lab' comes just before the halfway point, should you be...

I'm trying something slightly different in this story. This story is as much about what happens inside Sophie inner thoughts as what happens around her. Sophie's inner thoughts are shown in italics I hope you enjoy seeing the evening unfold from h...

Hi my name is matt,im here to tell you a story of a fetish I have with my aunt peggy, my aunt peggy is hot she has long brown hair brown eyes she's about 5'5 175 pounds nice tone long legs and nice arches in her feet,shoes size is a 5.so when I was a...

Joseph May quietly sits on the hotel bed as his wife is still getting ready in the bathroom. He feels a slight pang of unease about this vacation, but he knows it is super important to his wife, so he is putting on his best face to put her at ease....

The wife and I stand toe to toe neither one of us breaking eye contact. "You said it would just be a few people over tonight and I have to work early tomorrow." I say as I try to get my point across. "Well I've already invited ten friends and they...

The Wedding Clown Jodi groaned in frustration as she read the text message. "I'm so sorry, we had to cancel the party, her kids have the flu." These risks come with the territory as a party clown, but she could really have used the money, and defini...

I had been the area manager for a group of restaurants for about five years, having been promoted through the ranks from having been a waiter as a summer job. The restaurants were pretty basic family establishments, you would know the sort where you...

The story so far (which you can read 'Restaurant Rewards' in the Story Archive) ... Simon was the area manager for a chain of restaurants, one of his sites was managed by Sharon who had arranged a messy dinner as a reward to her staff for good sales...

Following on from Sharon's Revenge, an opportunity to visit a bakery is something that cannot be turned down with messy results! Chapter 1 - A Light Bulb Moment I am Simon Ashden, and up until very recently I had never known what WAM was or tha...

Chapter 4 - Quicksand! We left Hilary lying on the floor in her filled wetsuit, we could tell by the look in her eyes that this was far from torture. Sharon, Sue and I walked across the factory floor towards the mixing room. The mixing room was...

(This is a story I wrote a few years ago. It is based on a real experience - enjoy! ~ Jen) - - - Jessica walked along the edge of the woods, a light bounce in her step that perpetuated the same motion of her ponytail. Jessica was nineteen, onl...

I went to visit my friends during the Christmas and because was pretty cold outside I took fur and sweater and leather pants on which was nice and warm. I made a visit and was very nice but on my way back my car broke down on the middle of my way and...

Marie-Ludivine is my name. I’m a blond girl with blue eyes, aged 18 years old. I’m in love with my beautiful twin girl friend named Isobel. We love wearing rubber boots by all weather. We have plenty of them that we evidently share and wear almost ev...

My name is Judith. I’m tall, blond, blue-eyed, lesbian, boy-looking, clothes fetishist and mud lover. I’m to relate you the story of my life. I am born 18 years ago in a small village of France. This village is in a retired part of the country and ve...