Welcome to the SWM Library! Here you will find a collection of some of the finest ubergirl fiction from across the web, contributed by our users. We do warn readers that some of the story content may get violent or contain very sexually explicit scenes, depending on the story (and author!). Authors are encouraged to provide disclaimers but please read at your own risk! Consider yourselves duly informed!
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The Sister – Part 1 by HikerAngel Thank you to Luchodemeyer for the idea behind this story. This is part one of a two-part story. I'll let you decide what should happen in part 2... :) "I love you," said Marc. "You know I can't say that back until after you meet my sister, Marc! I've told you a million times!" said Megan, hitting Marc with a pillow. "I know that you're all worried about her, but ...
The Sister - Part 2 by HikerAngel Thank you to Luchodemeyer for this original idea! Here is the reader’s choice ending… Megan hustled Marc off to her room and closed the door. “Marc, how could you?” said Megan, her voice betraying her hurt. “Megan, I’m sorry. I just… wasn’t prepared, that’s all,” said Marc. Megan’s lower lip began to tremble and she blinked, fighting tears. The sight rocked Mark ...
The Sister: Alternate Version Author’s Note: Thank you to Luchodemeyer for the idea behind this story. It’s been out for a while, including a version with a very different ending on SWM. However, none of the previous versions jive completely with the prequel that I wrote, Little Sister. That’s what I get for writing a prequel without re-reading the original. :) It’s a bad habit of mine. I almost ...
Author's Note: This is the first in a series of stories about a group of women from around the world dedicated to spreading the truth of Female Superiority. The Sisterhood of Steel: Tasha’s Story by Sonofjack “Look, bro, we just don’t want you rushing into anything.” Alvin explained. “I’m not.” Willy protested. “But you’ve only known this woman for a little over a month.” Jerome pointed out. ...
The Slaves Rescue and Re-rescue Song by Supergirlssexslave --------------------------------------------- WRITTEN FOR SGI WORKSHOP 2.3 --------------------------------------------- After I was captured And publicly paraded All hope of a free life So rapidly had faded. We were taken as slaves, Picked up and tossed one-handed Commodities for use, Our bodies thusly branded. So beautiful, so powerful ...
Mike Randalls Beach shop owner. When i tell people i own a bikini shop i get a lot of odd looks i am not going to lie. They think i am perv i am a werido i donno. I do know i got a good business, on a summer day i can clear 5k a day in sales which is pretty snazzy. Sure there's expenses, sure rents high...but it does pretty well for me. I'm married got two kids. when i tell people that they just ...
The Story of Christina McCallister, Part One by 007 Route 675 wound through cities, countries, and alien nations of unknown parts. It laced a winding path through central Maine and upper parts of New Hampshire and Vermont. From desolate barns to fields stretching for eternity; from sky-reaching buildings to small homely diners; and from business to home route 675 brought travelers, tourists, and ...
The Story of Christina McCallister, Part 2 by 008 WRITTEN FOR SGI WORKSHOP 1.2 Afternoon of June 15, ‘98 Christina was still feeling exhilarated from her brief and incredibly lopsided battle with the security personnel as she casually ran off at an incredible pace. As she ran, Christina glanced down at marvel at her legs – so long and shapely but fueled with inhuman power! Christina again became ...
Inspired by Life in Four Colors by Taliesan ‘A loaf of bread, a carton of milk and a stick of butter.’ John Farmer sat in the muni-train with the mnemonic in his head. It was on Sesame Street wasn’t it? But that was what his girlfriend Janey wanted him to bring home. He wondered if he could just buy a stick of butter. Did he have to buy a carton? He smiled. Ahh well. John Farmer smiled. He felt ...
Inspired by a story by Taliesan “So how can we help your company deliver its message?” John sat in his chair, smiling the kind of deliberate smile. It had been months since Boston had been nearly destroyed by a giant monster to be saved by the Defender, and things – at least in his nationhood – were returning to something like normal. His person being saved and rescued was now something that ...