Alison Goes to London: chapter 10 – We Will All Be Changed

"That same afternoon, in the Princess Asshole Hospice…"

 “Where’s Claire?” asked Dick-Dick – for indeed, Claire was missing.“She was with Danica and Johnny,” said Alison. “I think she wanted to catch the beginning of their lecture.”“Ah – excellent idea,” said Dick-Dick, “but I hope she isn’t late. We...

Unexpected Complications

"I met a viking at the fair, and he might turn out to be the love of my life."

The girls and I finished putting the finishing touches on our costumes. Megan was dressed as a high born Lady, her dark blue dress had ruffled sleeves and a low neckline. Her light brown hair was in a bun with wispy curls falling down...

Alison Goes to London: chapter 3 – You Can’t Fuck Shit If You Can’t Fuck Mish

"It is 2050. Alison has a packed first day at the Royal Academy of Fucking."

Monday, 19th September, 2050Dearest Mommy,My first day at RAF has been totally fucking amazing! In the morning, we had our first practical session, in what they call the “Money Lab”. In the middle is a huge bed, for the group...

Pure Frat Fuckmeat

"My wife was the meaning of "fuckmeat"."

This is the pure fuckmeat of our story, as she arrived at a "work" place. The red? Well, you can imagine bright blue, pink, jet black, etc, for she had those colors in similar ultra-short styles.Not just for work, she...

Alison Goes to London: chapter 2 – A Brief History of Fucking

"It is 2050. Alison Bates arrives at the Royal Academy of Fucking to commence her course of studies."

Before the Great Enlightenment of the 2020s, European society had a dysfunctional, nay, a schizophrenic attitude to fucking. On the one hand, both men and women favoured what society called “sexual liberation”, i.e. the right of anyone to fuck whoever...