Chapter II: Gods from the Abyss The first time Huw woke, it was to find a naked man leaning over him. Fine honed instincts drove him to strike out against this stranger, but his limbs had little strength in them. The stranger started away for a moment, then continued at his work, gently pushing Huw back down and continuing to tend to his wounds. Huw fumbled...
I swore I would protect him. My heart was pounding in my ears as I watched Anders through the window. I knew we couldn't keep him here forever, Samir was set on just the two of us. "Habibi, my boy. You can barely protect yourself. This is for the best," Samir came up behind me and gave my stomach a gentle rub. He had read my mind. I turned to see him consi...
I kept coming into consciousness randomly and in the middle of activities over the next few days. It was really trippy because I could see what I was doing but I couldn't really control it. Everything was in slow motion, my mind was detached. The first time I awoke, I was getting a shot in the arm by a man I recognized as Ali's father, a doctor as Ali had...
You probably won't agree with what I did. I don't like that I did it but it happened and that's as real as I can be. We all make mistakes and I considered not telling the second half of this chapter but that would be lying. I know that many people will have opinions but know that I still feel awful. Don't judge me too harshly. All the love, Artie. *****...
This is a short work of erotic fiction containing furry, or anthropomorphic, characters, which are animals that either demonstrate human intelligence or walk on two legs, for the purposes of these tales. It is a thriving and growing fandom in which creators are prevalent in art and writing especially. **** Disorder, Ch. 03 Relations in Dissonance "Are yo...
No sex? Was that a thing you could do after you sleep with someone? I stared unbelievingly at Shane, unsure how I should move forward. "Okay," I spoke slowly. "Just out of curiosity, what made you come to this conclusion?" "Because I like you and I want things to work. Whatever we did before wasn't working. If we're going to do this, I want to do it ri...
I flared up a bit. Anyone who looked at me knew I wouldn't need help in getting a seven-and-a-half-foot boxed fake Christmas tree out to my car. I hadn't even thought of buying a tree when I'd come into the Kokomo, Indiana, Lowes. I'd been looking for a new laptop. But there were all those tree ornaments my dad had sent me when he was moving out of his house...
My name is Scott. I'm twenty-two years old, I'm a professional ballet dancer with the Chandler Theatre. I've had fourteen years of ballet training, I have the coordination, agility and the stage presence that a dancer needs to be a success. I also do nude modeling and sexually explicit videos. At some point during my career at the Chandler Theatre, one of...
Thank you for your patience and for continuing to read the tale of Scott and Connor. You may want to re-read Chapters 5 and 6 to pick up the thread of the story. ***** Chapter Seven: Scott: "So, what about it, will you come for the holidays?" I looked up from my papers and turned around in my desk chair as I asked the question. Connor was stretched ou...
Author's note: After a near-fatal hard-drive incident I was backing up some old files when I came across this. Somewhat to my surprise, this was abandoned in a nearly-finished state and then forgotten about. I mostly just had to spruce it up a little and give it an edit. I'm not sure that at this point, eight years (!) later, there's anyone looking for a con...