Showing results by narrator "Katrina Medina" in All Categories

While the image of Boris Karloff slowly shuffling across the screen with wraps of what looked like toilet paper wound around him may not have frightened me. The less well lit corners of esoteric magic did. As a scholar of history and particularly folklore, I had occasion to research the origins and uses of ritual magic within the Middle Ages. I was stunned by how much of what we think of as "medieval" magic actually finds its roots with the Ancient Egyptians.

Have you ever wondered what it would be like if Thumbelina, Sleeping Beauty, Tinkerbell, and the Princess and the Pea all hung out together in the same college? Wonder no more! In this funny short story, witness as Thumbelina sees Sleeping Beauty and The Princess and the Pea switch sleep schedules in this wacky comedy.

You know the story of how Faye, the obese Cecaelia Sea Witch, married Prince Erin and became Queen with none, but Erin being the wiser? Well, this is the tale of how Faye rescued that poor unfortunate fool from drowning, and how she gave him the breath of life. And while Erin might be strong, he just might find himself tangled in Faye's tentacles when all this is over

Louie Marston is a infamous womanizer, who will and can hit on any woman wearing a skirt. So, when he wakes up next to "Big" Bertha Henderson, a plus-size coworker and accidentally bumps into her three-year-old toddler, he's in for a rude awakening. But when his only confidant is a conspiracy theorist obsessed with cryptocurrency, how is Louie going to wiggle out of this one? Is Louie meant for a life of one night stands, or can he learn to love Bertha and her family?

I had no choice but to lift up the bed, and Becca aggressively grabbed our daughter to stop her from behaving wildly. She struggled to get out of her arms, and she succeeded when she sank her teeth into her mother’s shoulder. I ran immediately to the medicine cabinet. My wife was crying as she tried to lull our little Matthew back to sleep. He was awakened because of the loud ruckus in the house. With my youngest child and my wife in tears as I was patching up the wound on her shoulder, my heart was crushed while I was looking at the bite mark of my daughter.

Are you a lover of BBW (Big Beautiful Women) Short Stories? Behold a collection of not one, not two, but five short stories all featuring large lovely ladies in this collection. The collection features: The Legend of Voluptuous Velma, Through Thick and Thin, Man-Witch, The Goth BBW and her Jock Bully, and The Witch and her Wild Knigh. They're waiting for you.

Don't be fooled by appearances! At first glance Rick "Brick" is just another star quarterback for the college football team, dating the hot yoga instructor and picking on the 300 pound Goth Helga who'd rather read Edgar Allen Poe than go to a football game. But when the lights go out and it's nighttime, who's really wearing the pants in this relationship?

This wizarding school is adults only! Welcome to LizardEyes Academy for Spellcraft and Sorcery where this campus only houses the worst of the worst witches and wizards to ever fail upwards in life thanks to their parents and genetics. Join Adalbert Shackleballs as he goes on his biggest adventure yet: avoiding expulsion. But Headmistress Slugharlot isn't going to let him crawl away. This erotica short story is a lampooning of everyone's favorite wizarding franchise but will also contain BBW (Big Beautiful Women) crushing bodies along the way.

What's Chelsea hiding in her pants? When Chelsea and Melissa are stuck inside on a rainy night, Melissa may discover that Chelsea has a very long secret to tell.

Katie's a small, slender 90-pound waif while Marie is a mighty, big, beautiful 300-pound woman. These two lesbians are caught indoors with nothing to watch but lots of energy to burn. But Marie's always been particularly sensitive about her weight. Can her girlfriend coax her into a little physical stimulation?

I took a short break a few hours later. Breaking through the curtains of vines and intertwined stalks was tiring, especially when I had to fight through the boggy soil that was weighing down my feet. It was then when I suddenly heard some rustling from the shrubs as I was taking out my supplies. I paused for a moment to closely observe. A few seconds later, I heard some subtle grunting close by.

Sound interesting? The author thinks so, too! Listen to Accepting Her Dominance and experience the compelling world of bisexual domination erotica.

Geo moved closer to him before looking out to the window. The guys were shouting at him through the window, worried about what was happening to their leader. "I know I won't make it past the morning when I leave here for even holding this gun to your face. I know what happened to Danny when he questioned you. Now I'm going to lead this family, not you. For that to happen smoothly you must die Luca." Luca turned to face Geo. His chest was rising up and down in anger. His hands clenched into fists before he spoke.

She was standing by the foyer of the high-rise building when he saw her. There was something about the way she stood there that caught his attention almost immediately. It was not just because of her hair which was long and red and had left to fall loosely on her shoulders. Neither was it also because of her attire which comprised of a body-fitting white suit and matching white pants, along with a red handbag and red high-heel shoes.

Becca was not allowed to be touched by other men, not even the tip of her fingers nor a strand of her hair. The very first time I witnessed this issue was when a male customer shook Becca’s hand when he made a hefty purchase of her designs. Anybody would have known that it was a mere form of polite gesture, but I noticed that her husband was staring at them until the customer walked out of the shop.

“I see. So you decided to come along with as much managerial support as possible?” He grinned. “Yes, I did. It is always good for one to have such support, especially when one considers the kind of transactions I am hoping we can seal today.”

Short stories by Mace Styx: "The grave keeper opened the door, stepping awkwardly outside at such an unbearably slow pace Jonah wanted to scream. “Where is it, this grave you saw?” he asked, vaguely, as though Jonah had informed him that he’d left the kettle on. “Over there, near the tree.” Jonah told him, pointing. “I dropped my lantern right next to it.” “I’ll take a look,” he said, still speaking as if finding the earth broken open was a mild, everyday inconvenience. “You wait right here".

Short Stories by Mace Styx: "The hour was so late (or early, depending on how you looked at it) that she barely saw anyone as she padded silently from the castle, through the winding cobbled streets. The letter she had was burning in her hand and she still had the blade she had used to slit the King’s throat. If a member of the city watch found her, she was worse than dead. Still, she felt oddly calm".

Standing against the trunk of the oak tree was a man. His hair was silver, but not in a way that made him look old - it glinted faintly in the patches of light that punch through the crown of branches above. For a moment, Tansy wondered if maybe her eyes were playing tricks on her. That often happened when she was tired; she’d see something out of the corner of her eye and think it was something entirely different. When she blinked, though, he was still standing there, with a concerned look on his face.

“Yes, I did. But still that is not enough excuse for me to keep you away from enjoying a much-needed vacation as a couple.” “It is alright, Will. I still love you very much. I am also happy that after everything you eventually saw reason with me. I only ask you for one favor.” “What is that?”