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Puss In Heels

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The lunch crowd rushed along the sidewalk, flowing around Milly as if she were a pebble in a coursing river.  She clung to her purse, fixing her chestnut brown hair every time a pedestrian jostled her.  The two chopsticks holding her hair up felt loose but she had no time to fix them; she just prayed they wouldn’t come out.  They were her only nice pair, despite the chips along their length.

 

She moved with a purpose, keeping her distance from everyone as they made their way to their favorite cafes.  Her stomach growled but she pressed her balled hand against her cream-colored blouse. …

Primal Fantasies: Wolf

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Trying a werewolf cock sleeve for fun begins to change a young man and the curse spreads in a strip club.
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The faint sound of cardboard hitting concrete was easy to miss but Joseph bounced from his couch as soon as he heard it.  The mailman never knocked or rang the bell, even when the package required a signature.  So, he’d grown used to listening.  He’d been refreshing the shipping notification every few minutes while idly playing a game on his phone but it slid between the cushions, forgotten as he raced to the door.…

Night Moves

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A female weredog is unable to resist her heat and changes in front of her boyfriend for the first time

I typically only post one story a month, but the four I’m posting now are very short little things (like last month) so I’m dropping them all at the same time. Enjoy!

Blackout curtains kept the room in utter darkness while dampening the sound of passing cars splashing through the rain.

 

Gina found herself suddenly awake.  She lay for a moment, staring at the ceiling before closing her eyes and nuzzling back into her pillow.


The slow, even breaths of her boyfriend next to her helped to relax her as she tried to let herself settle back into sleep.…

Begging For More

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A man is made into a submissive bitch after mistreating the wrong young woman.

A super duper duper short little thing about a man turning into a slutty submissive weredog. I’m posting three really short stories today, all around gender fluidity.
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Over 100 of my as yet unreleased stories can be found on my Patreon at: https://www.patreon.com/markgraham

“You’re fucking crazy,” I tell him over the phone, running my fingers through my short, curly hair.

“You know what the great thing is, Brad?” I hear him ask.  He sounds pissed but also amused in a way.  “I don’t care what you think. …

(She) Wolf

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A man finds more than just his gender changing…

A super duper duper short little thing about a man turning into a female werewolf. I’m posting three really short stories today, all around gender fluidity.
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Over 100 of my as yet unreleased stories can be found on my Patreon at: https://www.patreon.com/markgraham

His nerves throbbed like a second heartbeat as he knelt in his living room.  They thrummed, slowly at first and he groaned, shaking his head. 

Static buzzed in his ears, distracting him.  He pushed his palms against his head, rubbing his temples over and over.  The skin dragged on his palms, loose for a moment until they filled out, bulging away from his fingers and palm into paw pads.…

A Close Companion

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A young man hypnotizes and physically changes his female classmate
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Over 100 of my as yet unreleased stories can be found on my Patreon at: https://www.patreon.com/markgraham

As always, on the first day of one of these new events, I’m anxious.  I’m not good around people but I’ve been trying to get out more.  To put myself out there and make an effort.

 

My therapist says I’m doing well.  Even that was a difficult first step – seeing a therapist – but she’s kind and patient, even when it took a few sessions before I opened up.  I could go through the laundry list of issues that I think led to my problems but, ultimately, my mother kept me away from people. …

A New Familiar

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The house is quiet but I know that won’t last.  My kid sister is home from college and she’s brought her roommate with her.  It’s okay since I’m not home much longer.  In fact, I’ll be gone quite a while but they don’t know that yet.

 

They – the anonymous “they” – always said that college would open doors for me but they never said what kind of doors.  Or to what dimension those doors would lead.

 

When I was a kid, I cracked my head good at the playground.  An exposed bolt beneath the slide that should’ve been covered. …

The Gift Ch. 03

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The infection spreads through the castle and the princess confronts the king and queen.
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The two werewolves approached the kitchen slowly, cautiously, dropping to all fours with long ears at attention.  The smaller wolf glanced at the larger until given a nod.  She leapt, crashing through the kitchen door to the sounds of screams.  The women inside all backed into a corner with Matilda holding a shaking spoon before her.

Ignoring the old woman, Beatrice snapped and clawed as one girl tried to run.  The stricken girl screamed, spun and slammed to the ground, holding her dangling arm. …

Office Party

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A woman buys a cursed costume, infecting as she changes

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I’m three pages deep on Amazon and I still don’t know what to get for the party.  I can’t wear one of the typical ‘slutty girl’ costumes and not just because it’s my first work party as an actual, functioning working adult.  It’s just not my style.  I’ll save those for girls with more self-confidence. Or more alcohol.

So, I close the tab and just do a basic search for a costume.  After a bit of back and forth. I decide a onesie is probably my best bet. …

Control

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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. …