4. THE LABYRINTH "So," said Greg, "how does this place work anyway?" The ghost-woman rippled. The two of them had been wandering through the bleak stone maze for what felt like hours. Greg's feet were sore. His back was sore. His arms were sore, because he was lugging that stupid obsidian sword again. Weird how something so awesome could become so tiresom...
The sows mind had slowed but there was still more than enough to handle simple tasks like resewing and hemming its clothing. The sows pen had French windows that lead into a small secluded rose garden that was now known as the Sow Meadow. It seemed happy. Its hands never stopped moving, fore if they weren't sewing they were massaging the still sore nipples....
As I drove along the highway I began to ask myself the question that had already been asked about a million times in the short hour and a half I’d been in the car, “Why, again, am I doing this?” I knew the answer each and every time, “Because I want to, I need to.” Clearing my thoughts and tuning in the lousiest song on the radio I just concentrate on gettin...
It was hot for May, the winter had been mild so May was starting to feel like summer. A cool breeze burst through the open windows of the bar. Sounds of music from the surrounding bars around them danced quietly in with the wind. Andrew had been talking with Andrea for the better part of three hours and almost double that in drinks. They had so much in commo...
It is a dark and stormy night; the power had gone out recently so all of the residents in the studio complex lit their giant rooms with candles and battery powered light fixtures. On the top floor lived a beautiful young woman who had only moved in a month ago at the tender age of nineteen. Standing at a mere five-two, styled red hair that fluffed up and hun...
This is my first fanfic (that I've posted) so yea it might be over/under detailed, flawed, not that good, yadda yadda. So yea hit me with your constructive criticism and enjoy :D .............................. This had to be the worst idea ever, and yet Nick couldn't help himself. He needed the heart of a Succubus to fulfill the ritual he was planning. He...
A droplet of sweat rolls down my neck and slips in between my heaving breasts as I reach for the air conditioner switch. My heart beats rapidly, my breath shallow, not from the heat, but from anticipation. You had kissed me softly before you walked into the hotel room, telling me you had one or two things left to prepare before you came to get me. I reach in...
Chatting on the internet allowed us to meet. The anonymity of the screen gave us the chance to explore what we couldn't have discussed face to face. Inhibitions lost in the technology we used. We became interested, curious. Tempted by the secrets shared between us. New ideas offered thrilled as our own thoughts hadn't. What we wanted to do to each other, in...
Chapter 4 - Game Over Reset "What the fuck was THAT?" Alex rolled on his side, groggy, running his hands through his creamy brown fur. He grabbed clumps of hair and the skin beneath pulled with them. He searched for a seam, a way to get a finger beneath his new furry hide to confirm it was only a suit or a bad dream. He pawed around the exposed flesh of hi...
I want to thank Jerry Olson yet again for his skilled editing. This story was written one night when I was in a dark mood. Joanna AKA Tigcub * Joe strolled down the back ally as though he were walking through a summer hayfield. It was a horrible neighborhood, a very dangerous side of town. Nonetheless he ambled along kicking some garbage lightly out of his...