Michael was desperate for money. His student loans were due and jobs in his field dried up shortly after he graduated. He answered an ad for medical testing subjects. During the orientation they explained the more involved the testing was the higher the pay would be to the participants. Michael agreed to be in several studies over the next couple of months....
How long had they wandered through this shadowed landscape? Everything around them seemed familiar, but off. The trees over there, normally healthy and green, had a purplish tinge, as if she was seeing them through a filter. This pocket dimension, if that is what it was, had dangers aplenty. When the cataclysm arrived, she had been refilling the water caske...
Data-log entry number 01: Group of patients came in a couple nights ago. All of them male. Ages 21 to around 49. All of them in unconscious. They also seem to have been stricken with serious cases of priapism. For some reason the bodies emit strange and pungent pheromones effecting some of the female members of the staff as well. Patients were moved into is...
I'm Eric. I'm a student in high school. Lately, one of my best friends, Maude, has been acting weird. She has recently started seeing this new guy, Tyler. To say she's fallen head over heels for him in an understatement. She seems to live and breathe for this guy. I've never seen her fall this hard for someone. She's dated a few guys since I’ve known her, bu...
This story is part 17 of the 'An Avenger's...' series but it can be enjoyed as a standalone. The events take place in a Post-Snap world featuring characters from across the MCU. ... Alone in the shadowy darkness of the Avengers Compound Natasha Romanoff slouched behind a desk; assembling herself a drab peanut butter sandwich as the hologram relayed nothing...
He was perfectly aware of the presence that entered his mind when he was prone, but he wasn't able to fight it. It was just there, sitting in his brain like a parasite and mocking his efforts to rid himself of it. He shuddered, hating his helplessness. His hands were clenched into fists, but suddenly, they relaxed and opened without him allowing them to do s...
Althea Amberhearth sat at her usual spot in the Black Crab tavern. Few windows and a scarcity of candles meant the establishment rarely rose above dim light. Probably so that the customer base would fail to notice the numerous stains littering the wood floor. A shame the lighting did little to stymie the stench, as the sickly sweet scent of old ale trickled...
(Disclaimer: The stories here are ment for people to enjoy, not to offend or gross out anyone who reads it. If you don't enjoy the kinda things that involve excessive amounts of bodily fluids, transformations, gender altering, furries, mutations, biomass, tentacles, non-con, degrading, or anything else that can be sensitive to certain people, you probably wo...
Make sure to press Start Game! You fumble with the lock, opening up a dorm-room that’s only halfway unpacked. Your two suitcases still sit open, their contents strewn across the ground, and you sigh as you prop open the door, and begin to fold a pile of t-shirts. If only I had ordered the steak instead of that crab, you think to yourself, placing a neat pil...
Michael had been going to the clinic for almost three years. Each month he travelled to the clinic where he was paid for allowing alien parasites to grow inside his stomach. It was a fairly uninvolved process for him except at the removal process. He was made to shit out rather large insect-like creatures. The only reason why he kept doing it was the money....