Category Archives: Story

Haunted House Party: Bobbing For Apples

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One of three in a series!

An innocent game causes guests to transform in delicious ways when they bob for apples.

The van swerved suddenly, causing a few shrieks as the six passengers were thrown to the side.  Deisha shifted, leaning against the window next to her while adjusting her headphones.  She glanced back but saw nothing in the utter darkness surrounding them.  Crooked branches appeared out of thin air in the limited well of light from the van, their old, bent shapes seemingly reaching for the passing vehicle.

 

“Jesus, Ben,” the girl in the passenger seat said, scolding the anxious driver. …

Pink Gum 3: Fuck The Police

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Almost didn’t add the ‘Fuck The Police’ part
Could’ve been seen as crude, I guess
Although, it’s also relevant
Besides, I think it works well

But, if it does bother you
Let me tell you something
Maybe just relax and go with the flow and enjoy the smut

A pleasant buzz filled the back of his head, prickling his brain to coax it into flooding his body with serotonin and dopamine.

 

He giggled, hiding his mouth behind his hand while pressing his other low on his stomach.  And then he grimaced and bent over, resting his head on his forearm as sweat beaded on his bare  back.…

Petting Zoo Ch. 02

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The changes spread and others are drawn in and changed as well as the secret of the zoo is revealed

The hardened edge of the car’s buckle dug into Janelle’s hip as she shifted uncomfortably in her seat.  Amber lights flooded the streets while she slowly made her way downtown, passing groups of smokers standing outside bars and restless homeless people setting up camp for the night.

 

She wore a red dress that rode high on her thighs.  At a stoplight, she tugged at the edge of the dress while raising her ass in the seat.  The dress was meant to be revealing but she didn’t remember it being as tight as it was. …

Petting Zoo Ch. 01

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A very unusual petting zoo comes to town and it changes people in its wake

The squeaky third wheel of the cart screeched in the packed grocery store, pulling the cart hard to the right before Emi pulled it back to the left.  She eyed a parked cart sitting beside a display stand of mixed vegetables.  It looked newer and she was sure she could move the contents to her cart before the old, bent-backed gray haired woman browsing nearby noticed.

 

“Any fruits?” Janelle asked, tapping a long nail against reddened lips as she turned around the area.

 

“What pairs well with wine?”…

More Pink Gum

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Innuendo? How about in-your-end….oh…. dangit.

Oh no! Don’t! Don’t buy that pack of gum, it- oh, you did it. Well. Uh. Maybe… Maybe you’ll come to like what happens.

Maybe.

Aw, who am I kidding. You’re gonna fucking love it.

Innuendo?  How about in-your-end….oh….  dangit.

 

His fingers drum on the counter before reaching out to take his change and the package of gum he’d just purchased.  Knowing how quickly the flavor would weaken, he waits until he sits outside of the manager’s office before unwrapping and sliding the stick of gum into his mouth.  

 

The intense flavor hits him immediately and he moans. …

Milk Stud [TFTG]

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An old woman overhears an argument between husband and wife over the wife’s breast reduction and decides to give the man a small taste of karma… that ends up being anything but small and leaves the man beginning to be bred by a bull.

“All I’m saying is to give it some more thought,” Tyler pleaded with his wife.

 

“You’ve know I’ve wanted to do it,” Judy answered with a long-suffering sigh.  As much as she tried, she couldn’t hide the stress from her decision as well as her continued disagreement with her husband.

 

The recently wed couple sat in the back corner of a busy local coffee shop. …

Missionary Positions

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Jason stared through the tempered glass window next to him as the city bus rattled over the uneven street.  In the aisle seat to his right, his companion, Greg, lay with his head back against the headrest and his eyes closed to help against the car sickness he felt from the fumes and rough terrain.  

 

Although it wasn’t their first time in the area, the transition to the rough neighborhood was as shocking the second time as it was the first.  Jason watched for it on this ride and as soon as they crossed Center street, yards went from well trimmed and even to ragged lawns covered with old toys, machinery he couldn’t identify, and other random pieces of trash. …

Office Bitch Ch. 04

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Anne learns some self control… and just how tenuous it can be with her new needs and urges.

A tiny amount of the now cold coffee has spilled over the edge of my cup.  Dark brown rings surround the bottom of the mug as if created from a caffeinated Spirograph rather than my nervous fiddling.

 

My monitor dims but I push my cordless mouse while distracting myself by staring at the spilled drink.  I should get a coaster.

 

I rest my fingers against the bottom edge of the mouse to keep my computer from falling asleep and my attention is drawn to the motion. …

Kawaii

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A college jock finds himself slowly turning into a woman… and then growing fur and a tail while lusting after the nerdy tutor who accidentally cursed him.

Aaugh.

 

Life returns with pain.  Cramps and a headache. 

 

It’s mostly quiet but I hear some of the guys moving around the frat house.  Opening my eyes shows me one of the coffee tables so I must be on the couch.  Body feels heavy.  

 

Slowly.  Glacially.  Turn my head.

 

Some blonde laying on me.  Almost red hair but it’s mostly blonde and straight and kinda tickling my chest, to be honest. …

Delayed Gratification

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Sabine toyed with the collar dangling from the back of her neck.  She reached up, scratching her throat and then around to her nape.  It was there, beneath the surface of her skin, as if the beast were clawing her flesh.  Sweat poured down her naked back, catching against the few scattered hairs lining her spine.  Wetting them until they were slick against her body.

 

So difficult to hold it back.  It was part of her training.  Grabbing the wolf by the neck to restrain it and keep her changes at bay as long as possible.  Three months since she was bitten by her girlfriend – the gift purposefully passed on when she thought she was ready.…