Category Archives: Story

Begging For Attention Ch. 01

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Chapter 1 of 2.

A bratty stepdaughter finds herself turning into a good girl for her stepfather.

Carl stood in the living room behind his wife as she lay sprawled out on the couch.  Overdramatic voices yelled on the television from a new show she’d recently started watching.  As with the other shows she seemed to watch, all of the teenagers on the show were actually in their late twenties and far too sophisticated for their own good.

 

He glanced over his shoulder toward the second bedroom.  Light spilled out from beneath the slightly open door and he could spy his step-daughter’s toes and the tiny brush she held against them. …

Slow and Steady

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A sleepy young woman transforms into her spirit animal – a cute sloth girl.

Kind of a one off silly little thing :)

“-again,” John said, leaning close to his girlfriend.

 

“Mmmm?” Aliya asked without opening her eyes.

 

“I said you’ll be late again if you don’t get up,” her boyfriend repeated.

 

“‘sfine,” she mumbled, pulling the blanket over her head.

 

“You got yelled at last time,” he reminded her.

 

“Mnnnnnnn,” she whined, turning over beneath the blanket.  She kicked her legs to pull the blanket between her knees until she was curled into a ball beneath the blanket cocoon.…

Haunted House Party: Truth or Dare

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Two of three in a series!

Another group arrives and each change in their own way.

The Mercedes’ engine ticked in a steady rhythm as Morgan sat in the fading heat of the front seat.  She double-checked the red-stained fake bandage on her upper arm and tapped her fingers on the steering wheel.  

 

A black BMW X5 was parked next to her, hidden in shadows cast by the brilliant crescent moon above them.  The moon was larger than she’d ever seen it and almost painful to look at.  The silvery light pulsed from its surface.

 

“We’re too early,” the girl said, pulling at her blonde braid. …

An Afternoon Snack

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Hermione accidentally encounters enchanted blueberries that make her a little bigger than before.

The gigantic oaken table, dark with centuries of use and polishing, was lined with books, quills, ink pots and scrolls.  Hermione sat before the impressive array as if an invading army contemplating the best strategy to assault the fortress of dead trees.  Her sharp eyes darted left as she flicked through pages of an open tome and then right as she dipped her quill into a waiting pot.

 

“Eh-HEM,” a voice declared loudly from behind her shoulder.

 

“No, I won’t help you study,” she said absently as she scanned the book with a finger blackened from her writing.…

Going Down

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Three men discover a bit of magic in an elevator after harassing a group of women.

A gift story for the amazing cluedog based on a scenario they came up with! Find their work here: https://www.deviantart.com/cluedog

I’ve always loved their work and it’s a pleasure to give back to creators who’ve helped shape me over the years :)

Jake felt the hairs lift on the back of his neck as his friends ushered him into the bar.

 

“Tell me again why we’re doing this at a hotel?” he asked while glancing around.  He prayed, not for the first time that night, that Mateo wasn’t lying about not having to pay for his own drinks. …

Haunted House Party: Bobbing For Apples

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One of three in a series!

An innocent game causes guests to transform in delicious ways when they bob for apples.

The van swerved suddenly, causing a few shrieks as the six passengers were thrown to the side.  Deisha shifted, leaning against the window next to her while adjusting her headphones.  She glanced back but saw nothing in the utter darkness surrounding them.  Crooked branches appeared out of thin air in the limited well of light from the van, their old, bent shapes seemingly reaching for the passing vehicle.

 

“Jesus, Ben,” the girl in the passenger seat said, scolding the anxious driver. …

Pink Gum 3: Fuck The Police

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Almost didn’t add the ‘Fuck The Police’ part
Could’ve been seen as crude, I guess
Although, it’s also relevant
Besides, I think it works well

But, if it does bother you
Let me tell you something
Maybe just relax and go with the flow and enjoy the smut

A pleasant buzz filled the back of his head, prickling his brain to coax it into flooding his body with serotonin and dopamine.

 

He giggled, hiding his mouth behind his hand while pressing his other low on his stomach.  And then he grimaced and bent over, resting his head on his forearm as sweat beaded on his bare  back.…

Petting Zoo Ch. 02

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The changes spread and others are drawn in and changed as well as the secret of the zoo is revealed

The hardened edge of the car’s buckle dug into Janelle’s hip as she shifted uncomfortably in her seat.  Amber lights flooded the streets while she slowly made her way downtown, passing groups of smokers standing outside bars and restless homeless people setting up camp for the night.

 

She wore a red dress that rode high on her thighs.  At a stoplight, she tugged at the edge of the dress while raising her ass in the seat.  The dress was meant to be revealing but she didn’t remember it being as tight as it was. …

Petting Zoo Ch. 01

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A very unusual petting zoo comes to town and it changes people in its wake

The squeaky third wheel of the cart screeched in the packed grocery store, pulling the cart hard to the right before Emi pulled it back to the left.  She eyed a parked cart sitting beside a display stand of mixed vegetables.  It looked newer and she was sure she could move the contents to her cart before the old, bent-backed gray haired woman browsing nearby noticed.

 

“Any fruits?” Janelle asked, tapping a long nail against reddened lips as she turned around the area.

 

“What pairs well with wine?”…

More Pink Gum

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Innuendo? How about in-your-end….oh…. dangit.

Oh no! Don’t! Don’t buy that pack of gum, it- oh, you did it. Well. Uh. Maybe… Maybe you’ll come to like what happens.

Maybe.

Aw, who am I kidding. You’re gonna fucking love it.

Innuendo?  How about in-your-end….oh….  dangit.

 

His fingers drum on the counter before reaching out to take his change and the package of gum he’d just purchased.  Knowing how quickly the flavor would weaken, he waits until he sits outside of the manager’s office before unwrapping and sliding the stick of gum into his mouth.  

 

The intense flavor hits him immediately and he moans. …