As Jim’s orgasm approached, he felt a sudden presence behind him. He turned his head to see Lacey, the morgue’s new intern, standing over him with a smirk on her face. She was watching him with disgust, her arms crossed…
Jim, the mortician, was a disgusting man. His lab coat was stained with God knows what, and his hands were always cold and clammy. But none of that mattered to him, because he had a secret obsession: fucking the beautiful…
The night was humid and sweltering, the air heavy with an unnatural musk that made my skin prickle. At 8 months pregnant, I could barely waddle through the abandoned corn field, my swollen belly bumping against ripe ears of corn.…
Lilith isn’t here to save you—she’s here to claim you. One signature seals your fate in this twisted, tempting tale.
Dear Holy Mother, what did I do to deserve this temptation? Here I am, sitting in the pews, my wife’s angelic voice filling the cathedral with joyous hymns, while across the aisle that filthy strumpet Cyn makes eyes at me,…
As Jim’s orgasm approached, he felt a sudden presence behind him. He turned his head to see Lacey, the morgue’s new intern, standing over him with a smirk on her face. She was watching him with disgust, her arms crossed…
Jim, the mortician, was a disgusting man. His lab coat was stained with God knows what, and his hands were always cold and clammy. But none of that mattered to him, because he had a secret obsession: fucking the beautiful…
The night was humid and sweltering, the air heavy with an unnatural musk that made my skin prickle. At 8 months pregnant, I could barely waddle through the abandoned corn field, my swollen belly bumping against ripe ears of corn.…
Lilith isn’t here to save you—she’s here to claim you. One signature seals your fate in this twisted, tempting tale.
Dear Holy Mother, what did I do to deserve this temptation? Here I am, sitting in the pews, my wife’s angelic voice filling the cathedral with joyous hymns, while across the aisle that filthy strumpet Cyn makes eyes at me,…