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. …
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. …
This story is a commission. The rough scenario (man to bird and singing on stage) is from the commissioner but I built a world around it to place it in. The universe it’s set in is mine.
A young man unwillingly changes in front of a crowd as he sings.
– My first bird TF!
The bar fell into a hush when she walked in. Conversations stopped in a wave around the entrance, rippling out until the entire place was silent. Kanye blared from the digital jukebox but you could hear a pin drop.
If she blushed, you couldn’t tell; her cheeks were hidden behind deep black fur. …
This story was commissioned by RayO_ElGatubelo – all ideas, characters and settings are his.
A young woman wanders into the rainforest and is attacked. She finds herself changing under the light of the moon.
The sharp, high calls of coquis and thousands of other hidden nocturnal creatures began to fill the air as the sun slipped lower in the sky. Darkness fell quickly in the rainforest, the trees blocking what little light remained of the red and pink and orange sunset. The sound of laughing tourists joined the small animals calling for their mates as locals moved silently around a large clearing, re-lighting special torches used to keep mosquitos and other biting insects away.…
Re-posting the four stories from /r/gonewild separately.
Two young men visit an entirely different /r/gonewild subreddit and when one posts a random porn star’s photo as his own, he finds himself changing to match.
“Man, I don’t want to be looking at porn with you,” Mike said. “That’s just messed up.”
“Dude, I’m fucking telling you,” Don rumbled. The young man was large for his age, heavily muscled with a thick neck and a square jaw. His coach and nearly pissed himself signing the young man up to the football team. “She’s on there. I swear to fucking god.”
Re-posting the four stories from /r/gonewild separately.
Four girls post a picture on a different kind of /r/gonewild subreddit and, when a mod comments on what horny bitches they are, they all find themselves changing.
Warning: Contains incest.
“I think your brother looks really cute,” Hannah said, her eyes twinkling as she bounced her legs off the side of Emily’s bed.
“Ugh, no,” Emily told her, rolling her eyes. She ran her fingers through her short, black hair and leaned back against the wall. To her left was an older poster of Justin Timberlake and to her right, a new poster Ariana Grande. …
This story is for Solone ( http://solone.deviantart.com/ ) a very talented CG artist (and that’s saying something for me since I really like CG TF art). He recently put out a series titled “Motel 6” ( http://solone.deviantart.com/gallery/56387845/Motel-6 ) and I decided, what the hey! I’m going to write a super quick little story about it and make stuff up! And so, I did. Please note that this is my own interpretation and, most likely, Solone had an entirely different idea for what was going on. This is a tribute piece for him :) I highly recommend you check out his stuff!
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. …
A newborn princess is given a gift by an old crone – a gift that expresses itself violently on her wedding day.
“And on this, the occasion of our daughter’s birth, we call forth the three fairies to be her godmothers. Wise beyond even their own years and powerful beyond our knowing, we offer our finest jewels to thee.”
The king stood atop the dais, arms raised. His staff of office was held in one hand with the other bare to show his good intentions. Before him, a select crowd of nobles and rich merchants applauded politely. The queen, so fresh from a harsh childbirth, smiled thinly from her seat next to her royal husband.…
This is from a commission that I failed to complete on time. Not just failed but spectacularly failed. Chapter 2 of 2 – a short piece where a young woman cursed to turn into a werecat finds herself at her friend’s house the night of the full moon.
Without hesitation or waiting for Julie to move her hand, Amanda leaned down to press her face between her friend’s legs. Julie spread herself wider for her friend’s attentions, leaning back on her hands. Amanda reached around to dig her new claws into Julie’s furry ass in order to hold the woman still. …