Lawrence slumped in his usual seat upon the subway, on the rear railcar closer to the center but not too close. His coat was a little too loose over his narrow frame, and a little too hot for the spring air, jeans a little too tight, likely shrunk a bit in the wash. He was looking at his smartphone, mindlessly browsing some news stories about a new type of meta-human gaining some popularity among the youth, the minotaur, and occasionally looking around the subway. His mind quickly deviated to th

He slowly becomes aware, although it is as though he is peering through a haze, through half-lidded eyes. There is a tongue that toys with his own as it lolls from his slack-jawed mouth. There is soft, warm breath that touches his face, and a sound like a cat’s purr that touches his ears- teasing, tickling.



    

There is the sensation of a body touching his- a feminine feeling

Another good morning cycle on Station W038 with people bustling about their business; working at the docks fueling and fixing ships, at the medical sector treating patients and new arrivals, and the trading section buying, selling and trading goods from planets all around the sector.  What

seperated

Station W038 from many others was its predominantly female population from many of the species. Human, Apex,

I needed to get to the DMV to renew my drivers lisence, the worst part was that I couldn't use my car to get there. I decided to get an Uber, but I then saw that the trip was going to be really expensive, so I started looking for alternatives. On my phone I found and app called UBer, the description claimed that is was like Uber, but instead of a random stranger taking you somewhere, women would take you somewhere via there perfered mode of transportation. I downloaded the app because the review

A small gathering of young men and women in loose-fitting, comfortable clothing milled about. They seemed somewhat apprehensive. This was the backroom of their favorite nightclub, so they all felt a bit underdressed. This had been advertised as a class, though. Skin-tight outfits, revealing outfits, or some combination of the two didn’t seem proper.

Any concern or confusion they may have felt faded swiftly as a fiery-eyed and spritely instructor bobbed through the