A fair warning to the readers. This novella is actually the first half of a novel length story that I have yet to complete. While the story presented here has an arc of sorts it ends abruptly, so go into this knowing you are only reading the first half of a story. I have no idea if or when I will finish this novel but I felt there was enough here for a "Book...
Again, there was a heavy downpour in the afternoon in the city due to low pressure(depression) that occurred in the Bay of Bengal. It was raining heavily. It had rained most of last night and there was no sign of respite yet. A grey and dark sky seemed to be descending on the city unable to bear the weight of heavy saturated clouds. Pawan Kumar cursed the we...
Acknowledgement: I'd like to express my gratitude to Snooper for taking the time to critique the original draft of this story. I want to thank this editor for their advice and guidance, both that which I took, and that I didn't. Chapter 1 Matthew Moore completed the house around midyear 1870. He had begun construction of the home he was building for his fu...
(NOTE: this is a story based loosely on the Futanari archetype, without, hopefully, the grotesqueness and general story lines usually associated with this type.) I recently went to Japan, and being an American of mixed ancestry (half Romanian, half Japanese) I found it a little difficult to adapt. Well, at first at least. I decided I wanted to stay a li...
The Man Who Fucked His Way across Chelsea and Back Again - Part 2 INTERVIEW I was invited to see the head designer, Liza Blow at Vagina Shoes after a successful phone call. I forwarded some of my friend's best sketches by email and she phoned me back a few weeks later. Jefferson, who let me borrow one of his portfolios, was a Cordwainer's graduate and spec...
Author's notes: I had this story stuck in my head for month and it wouldn't leave me in peace until I wrote it down. It might be utter nonsense but maybe you will like it. This is a longer story (>58000 words), not part of a series and not related to my previous uploads. I find it hard to put a label on what kind of tale this is. It has a lot of sci-fi/cyber...
I am sorry this took longer to finish than expected. This began at forty pages and is now over eighty. A few specific passages didn't work for me and it took a while to break them down and rewrite them with more detail and I feel a better flow to them. Just a word with everything that is going on. Be safe, take care of yourselves, and I wish you health and...
Notes from the Author: No, this is not the area where I warn you about ages and fakeness. That is inferred. --This story is a direct follow-up to "Heather Jenkins." You should read that first or you'll be lost. I have no idea how that story ended up in Sci-Fi & Fantasy. I blame the wheel mouse. --This story is long! (So is "Heather Jenkins.") --This...
There is virtually no sex in this story. Your comments, good or bad, are always welcome. Chapter 1: A Convenient Ghost I returned to my desk on shaky legs. It took several minutes in the relative solitude of my cubicle to slow my heart rate. I had held up well during the meeting, and I'm sure I never gave any indication of having been rattled. I was, but s...
Chapter 8 Tennessee In another few months, all hell would break loose in the Arkansas wildlife refuge I camped at overnight: the various hunting seasons would begin. Rabbits, squirrel, ducks, geese, deer, and even chipmunks beware! The hunters are coming! The hunters are coming! In absolute stillness, I stood with a small empty envelope in my hand, alon...