Author's Introduction: For anyone looking for quick gratification from a cut-to-the-sex story, this is probably the wrong one- I'm hoping to create an engrossing, long term storytelling experience. I will update it as often as possible but often real life gets in the way (EDIT: Currently updates every friday, stay tuned!)(ANOTHER EDIT: Have been delayed by...
"Deep breath." I can't believe I'm doing this. My whole body tingles with equal parts excitement, nerves, and fear. An hour from now, and I'll be America's newest Beast Porn star. They check my I.D. (again), confirm my age (again), make sure I've taken all magical precautions (again), and check my doctor's report (AGAIN!). I can't get pregnant, and my only...
Come to the Plantation. A secluded, semi-tropical place cooled by breeze from the nearby seas, surrounded by deep jungle on three sides, a small lake and fields to the south. The high compound walls that lie around the fields surrounding the lake are more to keep intruders out as occupants in. Mountainous cloud forest to the north produces copious fresh wat...
***Cha'Khah is one of my favorite characters in this. I put off writing this scene until I felt that I was ready to do it justice. If you've followed this, you'll know that she's a pretty complex girl. So what would it take to get her to step out from behind the barricades that she's erected all around herself? I couldn't answer this at first. Would she see...
The twenty-second floor, home to the typists and clerks that peer over the tops of dividers like human veal.One particular calf, a brunette typist with green eyes named Edith Neuwirth, needed a change. She slaved for a soul-less life insurance company, a clown-faced cesspool of depressed and repressed people, some at the end of their ropes, others just out o...
Hi, folks. How's it going? Right now, I am standing over the body of someone I just killed. And quite frankly, I'm disgusted. The weird things that happen in this life never cease to amaze me, folks. Seriously. Even being who and what I am, the freaky stuff is a little much. My name is Thomas James Guillaume and by all appearances, I'm a rather wholesome you...
I am going to write a story about Octnavin. I must. I just got this really, really great idea for him. Now I am super excited to work on that... instead of my Ice Era Chronicles. My other half is all like... "Will you please get back to Sky's The Limit?" I will. I like that story too. I still love the chronicles, but I have to say these aliens might be my...
A year had passed. Alec looked up hard at the quarry wall then down to his canvas. Something wasn't quite right 'And,' he thought, 'anything which isn't quite right in painting makes the whole thing wrong.' Usually he could see straight away what needed to be changed. Today he couldn't. It was as though the essential wrongness lay not in any detail or ma...
"Good morning, Miss Mitchell," West Valley headmaster Stephen Krutz said as he approached his prize student. Susan Mitchell was standing in one of the faculty restrooms, her legs spread wide with ropes tied to the plumbing fixtures. Her arms were tied outstretched with rope around her wrists. Kylie had brought her here earlier in the morning and bound her be...
LXXXV Our Daily Bread Iris 2061 When she was a child and even until quite recently, Iris cherished a very romantic vision of country life. Green fields. Village ponds. Forests. Lakes. Winding lanes with hedges on either side. Songbirds on the wing. And although much of the English countryside was still pretty much like that, now Iris was employed as consc...