Warning: painful transformation, death, violence, and gore.
Were-World’s Sue makes a stop in a sleepy town the morning after a full moon.
I wrote a fan fiction piece for Were-World ( https://www.deviantart.com/were-world/gallery?catpath=/ ) based on their “Sue” stories. All … copyrights? for the character are theirs.
You can find my page at: https://www.patreon.com/markgraham
The wide arc of the sun crowned against the horizon, casting pure golden light throughout the valley. The gray sky strained to contain the perfect blue yearning to break out. Birds chirped and fluttered, zipping from building to building while watching for crumbs and worms.
Light buzzed and hummed and swarmed within the neon sign for Ray’s Diner. …
“Come ooooon!” Bella crooned. She sat in the small dorm room she shared
with her roommate. Her stomach was
against the cheap, armless rolling chair she was able to afford and she spun
lightly back and forth while facing her stubborn, shy friend.
“No, I really- I really don’t think it’d
be a good idea,” Mia said. She sat
at the edge of her bed on her grandmother’s handmade quilt, staring at her
hands. Her pink nails stood out against
her smooth, ebony skin as she rubbed her wrist slowly. The tips of her frosted, straight black hair
tickled her neck and she reached back to run her fingers against her nape while
glancing at the clock on her phone.…
From my Patreon! A wife cuts herself on a tooth hidden away in a peculiar shop and begins to change.
A sudden gust of wind swept through the city streets, dragging fall leaves in a frenzied dance. Veronica shivered, pulling her jacket close against her body and hiding her face in the faux sable fur lining the hood.
Traffic was nonexistent along the narrow
street she walked and she couldn’t decide whether that was due to it being
early afternoon on a Monday or the neighborhood being trashy. Still, her
husband’s birthday was in two days and her mapping software swore
there was a record store around here that she hadn’t visited before.…
Funny little story behind the creation of this one, I’ll post about it on my main site in a day or two. Oiling my writing wheels before completing and commission and then possibly opening up for more.
Couldn’t just not write something for Halloween, though!
The Ghoul Gang investigates a werewolf! Hijinks follow!!
The classroom’s speakers clicked with a brief burst of static as a dissonant chime echoed through the noisy classroom. Their teacher yawned, hiding his mouth with the back of his hand. He pulled out his tablet to begin marking attendance.
Five students huddled in the back corner of the room, ignoring everyone else while names were repeated until someone answered.…
Three girls enter an ‘Escape The Room’ with a forest setting and find themselves changing to fit.
This was a commission from internmatt on Deviantart.
Jennifer sat in an overstuffed chair, staring at the faint cracks in the white leather. She settled her glasses on her nose out of nervous habit, awkwardly ignoring the other two girls in the room. Her arm stood out in stark contrast against the chair, her skin as dark as burnt mocha.
The young woman stole a quick glance at the other two girls – Emily and Madison – and then bent back down to picking at the lines in the chair. …
A simple, quick story of a male changing into a werewolf and, in turn, changing a woman. Bonus section at the end for a second woman.
Needed to write something quick and dirty so here you go! And, remember, since this is a sketch series, it’s just… you know. Basic. And I really really didn’t check for editing.
A single overhead light flickered and hummed far in the corner of the study area. Justin glanced up at it with an internal sigh before focusing back on his books and notes. He was grateful the small community college had a quiet room for students to study but he wished they kept it in better shape.…
A newborn princess is given a gift by an old crone – a gift that expresses itself violently on her wedding day.
“And on this, the occasion of our daughter’s birth, we call forth the three fairies to be her godmothers. Wise beyond even their own years and powerful beyond our knowing, we offer our finest jewels to thee.”
The king stood atop the dais, arms raised. His staff of office was held in one hand with the other bare to show his good intentions. Before him, a select crowd of nobles and rich merchants applauded politely. The queen, so fresh from a harsh childbirth, smiled thinly from her seat next to her royal husband.…
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 :)
So, I kinda sorta messed with doodling a few times in the past. I always wished I could draw but, apparently, writing is more my thing. However! I still like to mess around with art.
I ordered some sketch paper and drawing pencils recently and decided to start actually practicing. Last night was my first attempt and those are attached here. It’s terrible but I wanted to at least share the pain :) I found a picture I liked and then attempted to copy (without tracing) the angle and outline and then added to it bit by bit while taking pictures at every step. …