About Mark Graham

A programmer and an amateur writer learning to spread his wings.

Feline Therapy Ch. 03

Ariel accepts her changes while her girlfriend learns her secret

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Music and conversation assaulted Ariel as she entered the lively bar.  She pressed a hand against her lower back to try and settle her struggling tail.  She’d taped it against the back of her thigh this time and it hated being constrained.  She hated the feeling of it being trapped as well as the feel of the tape on her but she had no choice.  Even with the baggy pants she wore, she worried everyone would see.

The young woman scanned the room, churring instinctively as she searched the bar for her girlfriend. …

Feline Therapy Ch. 02

Ariel finds her changes come with more than enhanced athleticism

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Dr. Hollister woke to the weight of her girlfriend’s arm against her stomach and a gentle quiet that was interrupted by Caitlin’s soft snores.  She lay still for a few minutes while trying to remember everything that happened the night before but it was all a jumbled mess in her mind.

There was pain, yes, she remembered that.  And the concern in her lover’s eyes.  But not much beyond that.

Slowly, and as carefully as possible, Ariel wiggled sideways out of bed while holding Caitlin’s arm above her. …

Collab with Rose Crowley

I worked on a collaboration with Rose Crowley for her SubscribeStar ( https://subscribestar.adult/rose-crowley-werewolf ) site and it’s posted! It’s a little piece titled “Release” that she used as a spoken word performance. If you’re at all interested in female werewolf transformations, I would highly recommend subscribing to her content, not just for the piece we worked on together but for the amazing videos she produces. Female werewolf videos (in mass media and otherwise) are so incredibly rare and it’s even more rare to see someone who is so incredibly dedicated to her work. She’s not someone making these videos just for money for her fans; werewolves are a passion for her.…

Feline Therapy Ch. 01 [story / cheetah]

A geneticist experiments on herself in order to restore her glory days as a gymnast

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A faulty street light pinged in the darkness above as Ariel pounded down the wide sidewalk.  The array of lights lining the nearly empty street cast an angry orange glow in the faint tendrils of smoke from a distant wildfire.  She slowed, huffing loudly with her hands at her slim hips.  Her fingers massaged her aching side while she slowed her pace.

“Morning,” a young man said as he passed her effortlessly on the left in the gloomy haze. …

Disobedient

A quick and dirty little snippet of a girl with a magic nose ring

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I stand there and take it.  God.  My step-dad is such a fucking asshole.

“What the hell were you thinking?” he asks.  His face is red and he’s got this big v-shaped vein popping out on his forehead.  “Just because your mom is gone for the week, you think you can get away with this?”

This is a nose ring I just got done.  I have a cute little silver plated septum nose ring and it hurts. …

Control

It’s getting dark.  Nearly time but I try to let it last as long as possible before I hide myself away.  With my mom gone, I have the whole house to myself.  And the, what’d the guy say that sold it?  The partially finished basement down below where I plan to hide myself away.

It’s enough.  I’m slowly learning to hold myself back.  To not destroy everything around me.  To not lose myself to it.  So a simple basement is enough.  It will be.  I have this under control now.

Music helps so I lay here in my old bed with my college books on the floor around me and my phone feeding music to my headphones to try and calm me. …

At The Stake

Villagers burn the wrong woman at the stake and she takes revenge

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“They’ve come for you!” Cidrin yelled as he crashed through the small store.  He stumbled and fell and a shelf of glass shattered next to him.  “You have to run!  They’re coming for you!”

The small child still wore the cast she’d made for him and the herbs stuffed within mixed with the oils and tinctures from the broken vials surrounding him.  Midia glanced up sharply at his entry and immediately moved to help him back up.  She fussed at his arm but he pulled away as he caught his breath.…

Demo of my first CYOA type story, full thing is on Patreon!

As part of my Patreon, I sloooowly work on something called a “Pick Your Path” (basically choose your own adventure) story where you can guide the story a little bit.

The first one (a werewolf, naturally) is complete and a very short demo is available here: https://drive.google.com/open?id=1Qcw6lYpZNr3hWaDi_vFT8db1tiF9gx0esbuIt7FqIwE

As it states in the demo, the complete thing is available on my Patreon here: https://www.patreon.com/markgraham

This has a bit of foot play, a bit of anal and a lot of male and female werewolf goodness :)…

Karma’s a…

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The man watches as the young woman in professional clothing times her escape.  He can see it in her face – the wicked smile and the constant glances as she finishes her food.  And it wasn’t the first time he’d spotted her, no.  He often dined around town during his lunch break and she’d shown up in two other restaurants around the same time.

He spills his salt as she takes a gulp of her wine.  She refills the glass with what was left in the bottle while he traces a pattern in the salt.  Once it complete, he leans forward to blow the salt towards her. …

Leashed Ch. 03

Amber meets her maker and a decision!

A commission to end the Leashed series. This is too big for DeviantArt in one post so I had to make it two, I’m sorry!

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Perched over the side of the bed while staring down at the collar, an absurd image suddenly takes root in my head.  All I can picture is Gollum in Lord of the Rings, reaching out for the eponymous Ring itself.

Precioussss, the creature in my head croons and, suddenly, the mood shifts and I roll as a giggle fit overtakes me.

Despite being alone, I reach for my mouth to hide my smile and laughter but my hand bumps into the side of my muzzle. …