The Labyrinth Ch. 02 [TF / TG / Cow Woman]

Part 2 of 2.  Theseus enters the Labyrinth as his body changes further.

Always forward, never left or right, Theseus remembered.  The tear on his left side continued stretched against his increased bulk, ripping up to his armpit.  The cool air that flowed in and against his skin made him shiver with pleasure.  His small breasts had grown enough to show through the tear, the swell of the new skin soft and white against his tanned skin.  White fur sprouted between his breasts, lengthening into a small tuft that tickled his thick, hardened nipples.

Theseus walked forward, wincing in pain with each step. …

Stay Ch. 02 [TF / MF / Were-dog]

At 6:00 pm, Kevin knocked on Brandy’s door.  She felt her heart racing as she answered it.  Her smile was strained and awkward on her face and she didn’t want to let him go when he hugged her.

“Oh, sweetheart,” Kevin said.  “You’ve been crying.”  The young man had changed into casual clothes before coming over.

Brandy nodded, not trusting herself to speak.  She wore her dancing penguin pajamas and her pink panties.  She always wore her pink panties because they helped her feel brave.  Or, rather, it made the world around her feel more ridiculous.  No matter what happened, she could always just think to herself:  Sure, I can understand you want to yell at me because the extra shot I added to your coffee at your request is somehow now too much but, you know what? 

Errant Thoughts [TF M/F Horse]

A dashing, well-dressed, incredibly handsome young man steps into the frame.  A faint hint of amusement lies beneath his serious expression.  This unbelievably (as in ‘wow, much handsome such suave’ rather than ‘I absolutely don’t buy this for a moment, you hack’) handsome young man, who may or may not be the author addresses the reader.

“Good evening, ladies and gentlemen,” he says, his voice careful yet rich in tones.  “We have all of us experienced those moments of self-doubt.  Sitting under a remote bus terminal, watching the heavy rain fall around us while thinking, ‘I wish-‘ before stopping yourself.  ‘What if we only get one wish in life and wishing for the rain to stop just happened to be my one wish?’ Our minds are not our friends, dear reader. …