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Cabin in the Woods Ch. 02

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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.

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Legend of the Werewhooooore

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A man finds himself cursed by the bite of a rabid whooooooore!

I’ll be the first to admit that I’m not the sharpest tool in the shed.  On the best of days.  All right.  I’m not dumb.  I just sometimes miss the obvious.  I get distracted and sidetracked and my mind goes on its merry little way.

Today is one of those days.

Hi, hello.  I’m Donald.  I hate my name.  I go by Don and that doesn’t help much.  Neither does Don Juan because I can’t say it with a straight face.  So, when I’m trying to be funny or sexy to girls, they just laugh. …

Cabin in the Woods Ch. 01

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

Chapter 1 of 2.

Notes: Man. I do NOT like summarizing and mirroring existing works. This was an oddly painful experience to do. Still, I’ve had an idea about rewriting the movie to make it a bit more TF friendly sooooo…

Please note:  There is no sexiness in this chapter, sorry. It’s all build up and prep work for the second half which will have plenty of good stuff in it!

Dana danced around her room, grabbing books and clothes from various places.  The young woman worked quietly, bouncing around to the music, unconcerned at being semi-nude in front of her open windows. …

The Lady, or the Tiger?

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A young woman tries to control her change

Note:  Soooo… I completely didn’t plan this story.  Just kinda suddenly decided to write a quick story, settled on a large cat TF and just… sorta… wrote it all in about 5 hours.  Accidentally.  Meant to do a werewolf one next.  Uhhh.  Sorry?

Some days you want to curl up in bed and never, ever move again.  And, that’s fine.  But, then, sometimes you need to just push.  Push yourself to get up.  Push yourself to roll out of bed.  To brush your teeth.  To follow the routine you’ve been following for years. …

Calendar Girl Ch. 01

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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.…

Destiny Ch. 01

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Sometimes I write other things.  This is a story based off of the Destiny video game.  Probably won’t make much sense if you aren’t familiar with the game.

It’s been twelve days since the last time I died.

My fingers touch the back of my neck while my ghost shifts slightly, as if in sympathy to the phantom pain.  It doesn’t hurt.  Not really.  I just feel like it should.  I always feel like it should still hurt afterwards but, eventually it fades.  Until the next time.

The stiff, dark grass next to my outstretched leg stirs.  The sky is wide and blue and beautiful above me.  …

Office Bitch Ch. 01

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A man tests a mysterious potion on the president of his company.

I’ve had this little fun daydream for quite a while and figured it was past time to write it down for other people :) Just quick and dirty and sexy! Hopefully! There will probably be a chapter 2 that includes a few more random sexy scenes if y’all are interested :)

“And that’s it?” I asked.

“Yes, that’s it,” the old man said.

I sat there in the corner of a little Starbucks, well away from everyone else.  The gentleman I was speaking with sat back in the overstuffed leather chair opposite me. …

Old Gods

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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

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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

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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.…