SERAPH-01: Countdown Initiated Down a clinical white-painted hallway, a young woman in a white lab coat grumbled to herself as she pushed a heavy cart along the hallway. She was petite and around seventeen years old, with emerald-green eyes and the pale complexion of a person that spends long periods of time indoors. Hanging from a lanyard around her neck was an ID badge, with her picture and the words "Elsa Williams, WORK EXP" written on it.
Looking at her, there wasn't much for the eye to catch. She seemed, for all accounts, to be perfectly ordinary; just another studious teenager on work experience.
What was about to happen to her would dispel that illusion forever...
Life, frankly, sucks.
Here I am, working in one of the most prestigious botanical laboratories in the northern hemisphere, being given only the chance to do tedious manual labour. I'd studied botany for three years at my school; I was easil
Basics of Artistic Photography
Who is this tutorial for?
This article is for beginner-level photographers and is meant as a guide and a reference resource, not an all-inclusive photography theory encyclopedia. The more advanced among you will no doubt think of things that aren't included here, but the aim of this tutorial is to be a helpful starting point not a technical bible.
I N T R O D U C T I O N
When you're just starting out in photography and have made the leap from snapping pictures of pretty things to intentionally creating artistic photographs, it can be difficult to know where to go next. Sure, there are lots of beautiful photographs out there that catch your eye but when you haven't had the experience (or spent lots of time learning the theory) to know exactly what makes those photographs beautiful it can be hard to progress by trial and error alone.
While there's no quick and easy secret to taking 'good' photographs, and there's a whole world of experimentation and education out there wait
EroticI would draw every drop of lust
From the depths of your soul
Your back arched in ecstasy
Your body aching for my barest touch
How could I possibly be so cold
And deny you the pleasure you crave so much?
Succubus TF part 2Kylie and Lindsay were out at their favorite club in Miami. They thought it was just going to be a regular night where maybe they might get lucky with a guy. They did end up getting lucky...but not with a guy.
They were at the club, dancing and drinking. Kylie was at the bar chatting up one of the cuter guys. She had short ginger hair, with eyes that were the deepest royal blue you can imagine. She was relatively cute, but her body left a little to be desired. She wasn't fat, but she was muscular from her years playing college volleyball. She had modest B cup breasts and a firm athletic ass, with a toned waist. Her legs were long, but not as slim as she would have liked. She was wearing a navy blue dress that was fairly long for a club dress, ending just before her knees.
Lindsay wasn't too far away, but was on the dance floor with a guy. She wasn't as cute as Kylie but wasn't ugly either. She had long brunette hair and jade green eyes. She had pretty much the same build as Kylie as sh
Succubus TF"Damn it's so hot" Samantha says to Michelle as they walk to the club.
It was around 11pm in July in Miami but it was still as hot as if the sun was up. They were on their way to one of their favorite clubs in the city and Sam wanted to get there as soon as possible.
"Hold up" Michelle replies as Sam begins to almost jog down the street. Michelle was by far the hotter of the two. She had a pretty face with long red hair, and a body to die for. She had nice D cup breasts, a slim waist and a tight ass.
Sam had envied her since she was 15 years old. They grew up in the same small Florida town and had come out to Miami for a summer of partying after they graduated from high school.
Sam was by no means ugly; she just wasn't as...gifted. She had an equally nice face with short black hair. Her breasts were high B cups, her waist was so-so, and her ass was almost nonexistent. She was wearing some tight fitting jeans and a tank top with a sweatshirt over top just in case it did get cold, which
The ExperimentThe Experiment
"Please, just let me go, I'll do anything," Alice shouted as she banged her fists on the plexiglass wall surrounding her. At this point, she'd gotten over the useless attempts to cover up her stark naked body with more of a focus on escape. Her captor didn't seem to interested in looking at her anyway...at least, not yet.
"But why would I do that, when I'm so close to success, and you're the perfect subject," the mysterious man in the lab coat and glasses replied finally reacknowledging her after several minutes as a terrifying smile crossed his face, "Slender, athletic physique, just above average height, not to mention that fear of water I noticed watching you earlier...that would be the perfect test of adjusted brain activity and instincts...I mean, what's a mermaid who's afraid of water?"
The man chuckled at his own sad excuse for a joke, while Alice quickly tried to think of a way out of this mess. She could barely even remember how she got there..
The Latex Milotic MermaidMaggie was sitting on a deserted beach towel pointed towards the open ocean. Her orange bikini-clad body was in a lazy sitting position, which almost masked her petite frame. Her slightly tanned skin made it look like she was glowing slightly, and the brunette hair which was normally kept in a bun was tickling her shoulders in the cool breeze. Her hazel eyes which normally displayed great intensity were now gazing at the sunset in quiet admiration. She was glad she decided to take this vacation, but she was still looking forward to going back. Looking out to see a boat going past the sun in the distance, her mind wandered to how the company was doing without its Chief Financial Advisor. This break was sorely needed, but the anticipation of getting back to work was nearly driving her wild. She became transfixed on the passing boat when something caught her eye: a glistening in the shallow water. She stood up to investigate, slowly walking to the water's edge. With her feet just barely i
The New Queen BeeBen was sitting on a lawn chair enjoying the July sun. His dark sunglasses gave him a tough guy look, as did his muscle shirt and ripped denim shorts. He was a muscular man with short brown hair. His brown sandals dangled on his feet as he relaxed on his wood patio. The grill was smoking as it cooked burgers. A tall glass of lemonade sat on a steel table next to him.
Ben continued to relax when he noticed a beehive in a nearby tree. He ran inside to get a broom, and rushed out to knock it down. When he got close to the hive, he noticed it looked odd. It looked nothing like the standard beehive made of thousands of hexagons. Instead this beehive looked like a cartoon version of a beehive. It was made of rings that expanded outwards as you looked from one of the ends to the center. There was only one small hole in the front, which he noticed started to drip honey. The honey dripped onto his hand, and the beehive went nuts. It started to expand and expand, eventually towering over him. Th