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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. …
Amber investigates her changes, unable to resist the heat building within
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My whole body is alive and begging for attention and I’ve never felt anything like this.
On the bed with my
blanket around my ankles, ass raised in the air, head buried in my pillow and
all I can think about is the ache within.
My chest is hot. I feel my
heartbeat in the pit of my stomach, my cheeks and ears are on fire and my teeth
itch and I can’t stop rubbing my tongue against the roof of my mouth because of
the way it sends jolts of spiky electricity down my stomach to my pussy and OH
GOD I’m so fucking wet I can feel my muscles inside, slippery and empty and the
static buzzing in my ears enough to drive me mad-
I clench the
bedsheets, my little claws tearing into them and the mattress below. …
A young woman is given a special gift that brings changes.
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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. …
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.…
A deeply religious young woman fights against the sinfully dirty thoughts plaguing her. Chapter 1 of 2.
Abigail lay in her bed, listening as her roommate’s faint breathing turned slowly to quiet snores. She could hear muted conversations around her from the girls in her suite. She was still getting used to them but, so far, they all seemed like nice girls. Shifting to her side, the young woman watched the other side of the room to make sure Sally, her roommate, was actually asleep. The other figure was blurry but unmoving.
With a deep blush, Abigail reached her right hand down to lightly touch the soft hairs above her sex. …
I actually did this about 3 weeks ago but I’ve not been sure whether I should include pictures on this site.
Thoughts? Yay? No? Don’t care?
I was proud of the hand for this one – I had to use my own as a reference and make it fit somehow. And I thought the foot turned out nicely – something else I had to add :) Oh, and BE and muscle growth, too :)
Brandy sat at the end of an over-stuffed brown couch with a glass of red wine in one hand. Her other hand held a white envelope. Kevin sat at the opposite end from her, one leg crossed on the couch. Light music played from the stereo system while Brandy stared suspiciously at the young man.
“Our anniversary was three months ago,” Brandy informed him.
“I know, I know. Just open the thing already!” Kevin’s words were gentle despite his protest.
Brandy continued to stare. “This better not be a proposal.”
“Oh god no,” Kevin assured her. “No no no. Trust me. …
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. …
This is from a commission that I failed to complete on time. Not just failed but spectacularly failed. Chapter 1 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.
A warm breeze flicked at the heavy pages of Julie’s sketchbook and she yawned, stretching luxuriously in the morning sun. Bones popped in the young woman’s back as she wiggled into the full body stretch, arms raised to the sky. Her jaw cracked, mouth opening wide before she lowered her arms, twisting each joint. …