Category: NonHuman stories
Revolt Of The Robots : Part 1 : NonHuman story
Charles Hunter took a last look at the white walls and empty rooms of his authentic 20th century five room ranch style replica. He stepped through the door and closed it quietly, but it echoed like a crash of doom. He was listening to that door close for the last time. His old life was over, a life which had once been so full, and so perfect, that he no longer wanted to live without it. Happy voices, love, and sharing, were all far behind him. They died when Delilah died. Irretrievable, unbearable, unforgettable.
Doggy-Style : NonHuman story
“See you in three weeks Sophie,” my friend Nathan called as he left and I walked in the other direction to catch the bus home, kicking myself for once again not telling him that I fancied him. And now, when I was eighteen, had finished my A-Levels and had the longest holiday ever, he was off on holiday and I had three weeks to kill before I saw him again. Of course, I’d be able to see my other friends, but it was hard living out isolated in our big house in the country.
Succubus : NonHuman story
I am Adam Richard Constantine. I make million dollar deals before breakfast, overthrow foreign dictators by lunch, and give a speech during a three hundred dollar per plate fund raising dinner by evening. I am a confident, feared, and respected man of business. At least I was until I met her.
How her Friend got hooked. : NonHuman story
Jade stared in horror at the scene as Terry began dragging her friend across he room by his knot. She was disturbed by the scene but felt ashamed that she was also turned on by this. “Mary what are you doing!” Jade yelled while watching her friends juices soak the floor as the dog’s knot popped out. “I can explain.” Mary said standing up to look her friend in the eyes. “he fucked me the other day when i was looking for my contact.
The Dolphin : NonHuman story
Mary Anne Eckhardt pressed her face against the shuttle’s view port, in an attempt to see the approaching ship. It was huge, a long silver arrow lying dormant in space with many silver bugs swarming around it.
A not so relaxing day at the beach… : NonHuman story
“Aahhh, I could relax here all day,” Sarah said. She was on the beach of a remote Carribbean island all by herself. Her servant was inside the cabin she had on her island. Sarah knew he was asleep so she didn’t bother to call for a drink. Also since he was sleeping she knew there would be no one around to see.
The Hunter and the Druid : NonHuman story
The night elf was moving silently through the moonlit woods, his mind wandering, when a sudden odd and quiet yelp from his pet snapped his hunter training back into focus. He didn’t sense immediate danger, and yet something had made the Shadowmaw panther restless. Putting a hand down to calm him, the hunter then caught it too: the faint, estrous scent of a feline… and something more, but elusive.