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.  

Cabin in the Woods Ch. 04

A retelling of the absolutely brilliant horror movie ‘Cabin in the Woods’ with an altogether different ending.  Chapter 4 of 4.

Silence filled the control room. Sitterson, Hadley and Truman stared at the monitor.  They watched as the two werewolves rutted over the corpse.  The two moved from the floor to the couch, tearing chunks out of the fabric and wood frame.  They were hypnotized by the sheer feral fucking happening on screen.  The lithe, smiling blonde from earlier in the day was replaced by a huge beast rutting with enthusiastic abandon.

“Are-” Sitterson said and then swallowed.  “Are we recording this?”

“Yes,” Hadley replied, his eyes never leaving the screen. …

Cabin in the Woods Ch. 03

A retelling of the absolutely brilliant horror movie ‘Cabin in the Woods’ with an altogether different ending.  Chapter 3 of 4.

… outside, a voice called out, just at the edge of hearing.

“Who’s there?” Marty said, looking up from his book.  He barely even realized that he’d been staring at the same page for the last few minutes.  He strained his ears, nervously glancing around the room.  “Dana, was that you?”

The silence stretched.  He could hear some talking from the living room but, otherwise, the entire cabin and everything outside was-

You should go outside, the voice whispered again, slightly louder. …

Cabin in the Woods Ch. 02

A retelling of the absolutely brilliant horror movie ‘Cabin in the Woods’ with an altogether different ending.

Chapter 2 of 3/4.

Notes: Soooo… hey! Bad news-good news-maybe bad news! Bad news is that I wrote way more than expected so chapter 2 is not the end of the story. The good news is that I’ve already got 9000 words done on chapter 3! I plan to release that chapter Sunday evening. The possible bad news is that I may have to break it into chapter 3 AND chapter 4. If I do that, the final chapter 4 will be out by Tuesday.

Stage Fright

A young woman and her friend are unwitting entertainment in a new club.

Note: I made this one specifically for a reader. I needed another quick little story and figured why not give one to someone that has taken the time to write detailed reviews of my stories over time. I don’t normally do full animal TFs but hopefully the story hasn’t suffered for that lack of practice!

Bright neon lights reflected in small puddles at the side of grimy roads, the light vibrating in miniature waves before being broken by a car swerving too close to the curb.  Chelsea and Hazel walked near the seemingly endless rows of shops, away from the road and passing traffic.

Calendar Girl Ch. 01

A young woman becomes the target of a strange curse.

A light flurry of snow chased the three young women as they walked along the sidewalk, the surface gleaming wet from melted snow.  Laughter and conversation followed them with people calling out cheerfully and drunkenly.  Store fronts were well lit and busy, even this late at night and a Salvation Army volunteer called out for donations on seemingly every other street.

Trish hugged her body close, shivering for a moment as the wind sliced through her scarf, burning her ears.  Her small, sharp nose barely showed above the scarf.  She tried to burrow her face lower into the scarf but, instead, pulled her knit cap further down.…

Old Gods

Tiffany stared at the ceiling through red-rimmed eyes.  Every so often, she sniffled and sighed, rolling from her left side to her right side, back and forth.  A thick nondescript gray blanket hung off the edge of her hard cot.  She’d used it briefly during the night until she couldn’t stand the way it scratched against her bare arms.  Instead, she lay in a small ball, hands gripping her arms tightly.  Gray pre-dawn light filtered through the small window overhead.

Time seemed to stop for her; she couldn’t tell how long she’d been in the tiny room.  She’d screamed and cried and cursed until her throat was raw. …

Filth Ch. 03

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. …

Filth Ch. 02

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.…

Filth Ch. 01

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. …