The Gift Ch. 02

From my Patreon! Chapter 2 (of 3 currently) for The Gift!

You can find my page at: https://www.patreon.com/markgraham

Warm afternoon sunlight filtered through tall, dilapidated buildings.  The air was sour with the scent of offal from nearby butchers and emptied chamber pots.  Agnes stepped lightly around puddles on the dirty, uneven ground. She held a wicker basket against her hip and a dainty hand over her nose while praying for a cool breeze to move the stale air.

Nearly all the lords and ladies were busy at the wedding with their fancy clothes and jewelry while she sweated through the stench of the lower city.…

A Domestic Call [Patreon, Werewolf]

From my Patreon! The last of the initial gift stories for people that joined at the beginning.

You can find my page at: https://www.patreon.com/markgraham

The police cruiser turned left on the dirt road, its tires crunching on the gravel of the unpaved driveway.  Inside the cruiser, officer Miller glanced at the house number to verify she had the right address. She wiped sweat from her hairline and entered some information into the laptop suspended in front of the dashboard.

When Miller’s radio crackled to life, she jumped and cursed silently.  She’d been on edge since the night before and even snapped at the desk sergeant earlier this morning.

Leashed Ch. 01 [Dog, Patreon]

A young woman is given a special gift that brings changes.

From my Patreon! One of the initial gift stories for people that joined at the beginning.

You can find my page at: https://www.patreon.com/markgraham

Cool things:

1. The CYOA continues – we’re at four parts with a fifth coming later this month!
2. I have about 13 or 14 stories posted on the Patreon but nowhere else. I have a lot of dog girl stories, a lesbian donkey TF and more! Including The Gift chapter 2 and OFFICE BITCH CHAPTER 3!!
3. I ask for polls and feedback and sometimes your input directs my writing.

Reflections

— Emily —

Lycanthropy comes with a unique set of changes, physical and mental. I think the physical ones are the worst. Not the obvious body changes, no. The hormonal ones. The urges and new desires.

It’s hard to control but you can learn to control it if you’re the right kind of person. Otherwise you go crazy from it.

Four years. Forty-eight months. Roughly one hundred and forty-four changes. Give or take. Fuck whoever that was on the mountain four years ago. Fuck him and his need.

But, by God, I understand it. The hunger. The heat. The heat more than anything once you get the beast under control.…

Dear Diary

When given pills to help with his aggression, a man finds himself changing more than his attitude.

 

Thursday, January 4th, 2018

Dear diary,

Fuck you.  And fuck you too, Dr. Swalley.

Friday, January 12th, 2018

 

This is the stupidest shit I’ve ever done, I swear to god.

Fine.  Fine.  For Kiera.

“You don’t talk much, Tony,” she says.

I mean, no shit.  What’s there to talk about?  I just get mad, okay?  Who doesn’t?  It’s all bullshit.  Trying to keep ahead, listening to your coworker’s crap, all those fuckin’ people on the road that don’t know how to drive. …

Ghoul Gang – Werewolf Highschool

WARNING: Contains rape!

Funny little story behind the creation of this one, I’ll post about it on my main site in a day or two. Oiling my writing wheels before completing and commission and then possibly opening up for more.

Couldn’t just not write something for Halloween, though!

The Ghoul Gang investigates a werewolf! Hijinks follow!!


The classroom’s speakers clicked with a brief burst of static as a dissonant chime echoed through the noisy classroom.  Their teacher yawned, hiding his mouth with the back of his hand.  He pulled out his tablet to begin marking attendance.

Five students huddled in the back corner of the room, ignoring everyone else while names were repeated until someone answered.…

Sire

Just a little quick scene (not even a story, really) to keep my hand in on writing.

A husband learns of his wife’s and step-daughter’s curse and forced to join them.

The silence was palpable, marked only by the occasional clink of heavy silverware against stoneware plates.

Dave opened his mouth to say something but then closed it again.  Not for the first time.  He glanced at his wife but found her focused on her own food, seemingly oblivious to everything around her.  Dave’s step-daughter, Jessica, shifted and huddled in her seat.

The young girl’s normally cheerful, bouncy personality seemed to have drained away. …

Outbreak [Commission]

A young scientist finds herself the subject of an experimentation and struggles to escape as she begins to change.

This is a commission by okpoet72 at http://okpoet72.deviantart.com/

Soft white LED tube lights filled the simple room.  Within the room was a huge table lined with high walls.  The room was sterile and white and even shadows were seemingly banished by the array of lights.  Five black cameras watched the table, four in the corners and a large dome camera directly above.

Dr. Bowman looked up from the monitors on the table before her.  She saw herself in the thick glass set in the wall separating her from the white room.  

The Transition of Elijah Brooks [Commission]

A young man and his older sister, both missionaries, journey to a remote to join their parents, unaware of what awaits them.

Written on commission from fredwirtz on SoFurry.

This is definitely not my usual style and is very dark so, heads-up! Read the tags for any particular trigger warnings for you.

Concepción buzzed around me as dusk settled upon the city like a mantle.  Bright city lights ticked on one-by-one, illuminating the streets and shops in the small district.  I watched two young artists from one of the many universities set up canvases on tripods while musicians found their corners, instrument cases open to accept donations.

For A Song… [Commission]

This story is a commission. The rough scenario (man to bird and singing on stage) is from the commissioner but I built a world around it to place it in. The universe it’s set in is mine.

A young man unwillingly changes in front of a crowd as he sings.

– My first bird TF!

The bar fell into a hush when she walked in.  Conversations stopped in a wave around the entrance, rippling out until the entire place was silent.  Kanye blared from the digital jukebox but you could hear a pin drop.

If she blushed, you couldn’t tell; her cheeks were hidden behind deep black fur. …