Abigail races to stop and reverse the changes. Chapter 3 of 3.
The silver crescent moon overhead cast pale gray light but Abigail noticed with faint alarm that the ground itself seemed to be glowing lavender, lighting her way. She shied away from the well-lit paths not just to hide her monstrous changes but also from an irrational fear of the blue arcs and nearly unbearable thrumming sound the lamps and electric poles gave off.
Thankfully, the campus was nearly empty and, as she approached the library, she knew it was she would find it nearly completely vacant; her sharp ears heard only a few people tapping away on computer keyboards. …
Abigail’s changes begin to accelerate and she finally takes notice. Chapter 2 of 3.
Large red numbers wavered before Abigail’s eyes. She blinked several times and then yawned, hiding her mouth behind her small hand. The room was utterly still and the only sound a faint dripping noise somewhere in the distance.
Blinking again, the young woman sat up, idly scratching at the light fur along her midriff. Her hidden claws left tiny red lines against her tanned, flat stomach. The stark numbers informed her that she was suddenly wide awake at 4:12 am.
Across the room, Sally snorted and turned to her side, muttering something about a ‘Mr.…
A deeply religious young woman fights against the sinfully dirty thoughts plaguing her. Chapter 1 of 2.
Abigail lay in her bed, listening as her roommate’s faint breathing turned slowly to quiet snores. She could hear muted conversations around her from the girls in her suite. She was still getting used to them but, so far, they all seemed like nice girls. Shifting to her side, the young woman watched the other side of the room to make sure Sally, her roommate, was actually asleep. The other figure was blurry but unmoving.
With a deep blush, Abigail reached her right hand down to lightly touch the soft hairs above her sex. …