The Honeypot Ch. 02 [BE / Bimbofication / TG]

The agent’s target begins to change, her intelligence fading as her body undergoes transformation.  However, she’s not the only one dealing with sudden new thoughts and desires…

The muted chirp of Senator O’Neal’s cellphone brought her up from the depths of a bright and sunny dream.  She clutched at the dream as she woke; rarely were they as happy and simple as the one she was waking from.  Usually, she dreamed of huge, dark figures moving slowly across a shattered landscape.  She was nearly always being chased by something in those dreams while, around her, people screamed in pain and terror. …

The Honeypot Ch. 01 [BE / Bimbofication / TG]

A young agent is tasked with sabotaging a rising politician’s career and life but finds the game can change in an instant.

Chapter 1 of 3

 

The heavy silence in the old room was finally broken by a tiny ‘clink’ sound as a crystal clear ice cube shifted in a short, heavy glass.  Massive velvet curtains blocked all outside light to the room.  A huge mahogany desk lived in an oasis of soft yellow light that emanated from dark green lamps.  The world beyond was darkness and the pale, overweight man sitting behind the desk looked as if he had lived his entire life in that tiny realm.…

Familiar Friends Ch. 02

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. …

Familiar Friends Ch. 01

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. …

Legal Issues – Chapter 7

The final chapter in the story.

A young woman visits a farm with intention to make the farmer sell his property. Forces intervene and the woman changes.

Early morning sunlight streamed through Lynn’s curtains.  The young woman woke slowly, still smiling from her dream.  She felt unreasonably happy, as if she were a small child tucked into bed by loving parents after a full day of play.  An empty chair stood beside her bed and, next to the chair was a small table.  Atop the table was a plate full of vegetables and a bowl full of mixed greens.  Lynn’s stomach rumbled loudly and she remembered she hadn’t eaten anything the day before. …

Legal Issues – Chapter 6

Chapter 6 of 7.   A young woman visits a farm with intention to make the farmer sell his property.  Forces intervene and the woman changes.

Lynn sat in her car.  She’d worn a large t-shirt over a bra that didn’t at all fit properly, even at the furthest clasp.  She wore her black yoga pants and the fabric stretched over her ass.  Her tail rasped slowly over the wide elastic band around the waist as it moved.  She’d tried to hide the tail in the pants but it hurt to have it bunched up.  She couldn’t pull them up high because of her udder. …

Legal Issues – Chapter 5

A young woman visits a farm with intention to make the farmer sell his property.  Forces intervene and the woman changes.

Lynn woke slowly, her mind clawing its way out of a near-drunken haze.  Her body tugged at her, calling attention to different parts that ached or itched or hurt.  She sat up, blinking through gummy eyes while smacking her lips.  Sharp pain lanced through both of her breasts when she moved.  She looked down at her swollen breasts and suddenly adrenaline crashed through her, lifting the fog from her brain.

“Muuh!” Lynn cried out in a sudden deep-throated panic.  It wasn’t her breasts that alarmed her; rather, it was the distended area of her stomach that brought her fully awake. …

Legal Issues – Chapter 4

Outside of Lynn’s apartment, the world was alive and buzzing with activity.  The young woman hummed a happy tune as she walked down mostly empty sidewalks.  A strong, steady wind rippled banners and flags around her while keeping the sun from being too overwhelming.  Not a single cloud covered the electric blue sky.  Lynn felt her loose hair flutter in the wind and she tsk’ed at herself for not putting it up.

The wind brought with it the scent of the nearby lake.  Lynn made her way to the water, crossing streets and taking exaggerated sniffs of the bakeries and delis she passed. …

Legal Issues – Chapter 3

A young woman visits a farm with intention to make the farmer sell his property. Forces intervene and the woman changes.

Lynn sat up straighter as she looked down her stomach.  Subtle differences in how she saw her body told her that her breasts were different.  At 28 years old, she knew what she should see when she looked at herself.  Her mind picked out subtle differences in the shape and size of her body without relaying the specifics to her.  The effect was almost maddening.  Was she entirely certain they weren’t as full before?  Or whether they hung a little lower or bulged off the side of her body rather than sitting comfortably on her chest? …

Legal Issues – Chapter 2

A young woman visits a farm with intention to make the farmer sell his property. Forces intervene and the woman changes.

I’m posting this as a test in changing my style and methodology. Rather than taking time to write the whole thing (probably roughly 12,000 words) I’m breaking it up into parts. I’m hoping this allows me to get things out faster while allowing me to take a little extra time to work on the separate pieces. Basically shortening my longer pieces for easier consumption.

Two hours later, alone at her desk, Lynn leaned back to rub her tired eyes.  She still felt rested but also distracted and restless and her eyes hurt from staring at spreadsheets and emails; numbers and letters swam on the screen in front of her. …