The first of the free stories I created for my initial batch of patrons on Patreon!
You can find my page at: https://www.patreon.com/markgraham
Also there (and nowhere else currently) are:
1. A poll based CYOA story that’s about to start!
2. A TG draft that I’m working on.
3. A short werewolf story based on a DogGirlKari sequence
4. A short werewolf story with a lady cop and another woman
5. My first squirrel girl TF!
6. A male werewolf hunts for his mate in another story
7. A girl receives a unique gift of nipple rings and finds herself changing
The stories (except potentially for the CYOA) will slowly be published outside of Patreon but patrons gain instant access to them as well as other rewards, including access to the Discord server where we all hang out.
I know. Everyone hates ads. I’m actually really sorry.
But, I’m posting this because I hit my initial goal and that means I’m going to be starting a poll based CYOA in a couple weeks. It’s open to all tiers of patrons to vote on and to read as it happens. I didn’t want people to miss out on the chance to participate.
Oh, and I have a little Discord server where patrons can hang out and chat with each other and me when I’m there.
There are also 6 stories lurking on the Patreon that will slowly get released outside starting in about two weeks.…
This is basically an advertisement.
Sooooo I actually have people on my patron and that’s pretty awesome. Not a ton or anything but some. So, to celebrate those that had joined, I decided to write a small free story for each of them.
This is part of one of those stories and it’s also my first ferret girl TF.
I’m kinda posting this to say that, hey, yeah, I am doing stuff on Patreon. While I’m not going to write free stories for every single new person (ouch, my fingers) it’s possible that I have fun little contests to win a story or a Choose Your Own Adventure for my patrons where they all vote using polls, that kinda stuff.
It’s time for me to mix things up a bit.
With that said, I’m going to try Patreon. Whoa, whoa, before you panic, I’ll address the important thing first: I’ll still release my stories for free.
You can find me here: https://www.patreon.com/markgraham
What I am going to do is release on Patreon first and two or so weeks later, release out on my personal site as well as the other places I post. So Patreon users will get first view and some users can even view drafts as I write them.
Higher levels will be able to share their thoughts on what they’d like to see in a story as they read the drafts or suggest the next story I write or even enter to win a custom short story.…
— 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.…
When given pills to help with his aggression, a man finds himself changing more than his attitude.
Thursday, January 4th, 2018
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. …
I’ve heard from a couple of y’all since my last story and I appreciate the comments and compliments as always. I’m in a little bit of a funk, I think. A little worn out still and trying to decide what to do next.
I can’t decide if I’m retired from writing TF/TG stories or just taking a really long break. I’ve talked about the reasons before but it boils down to feeling like I’m being repetitive as well as how exhausting it is to write stuff for free.
I’ve considered offering to take donations and allow for voting on what to write next or maybe opening up for commissions again but I’m not sure where I am with things yet.…
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.…
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. …
Made for a soon-to-be released paid anthology of my TG stories. Please support me by buying one (or more!) of my stories: https://www.smashwords.com/profile/view/AuthorMarkGraham
A young man finds himself changing into a perfect female lover for his friend.
Derek leaned forward on the edge of the couch cushion, his tongue between his teeth as he focused on the television in front of him. His fingers worked the controller he held in his hand and, on-screen, his character shouted as she kicked and punched.
“Man, Chun-Li is cheap,” Steven said.
“Fuck. You.” Derek answered. He glanced at his friend for a moment before unleashing a combo that brought Steven’s character down to a sliver of health. …