This is one of a few flash-sized chapters I am writing for the next few months. This particular episode contains weight gain justified by pseudo-science. If such a thing would gall you, I would consider reading something else. ***** Jupiter Morrison shuddered with anticipation as she held up the second outfit she was debating wearing to the reunion. The s...
The white coat of a researcher, the demeanor of an office worker, the hair cut of a young hipster, that's how he stood there behind the cash register using the slow computer as an excuse for fumbling to produce a receipt for the organic turkey sandwich with date compote and pear slices with a sweet taro bun. The co-worker looked like he actually belonged pee...
One of my favorite places to go with my boyfriend is the park. I never know what exactly is going to happen once we are there. Subtly we play with each other, trying not to get caught by anyone. You grab my ass as we walk along the path and I smiled up at your handsome face. My boyfriends tall, standing at 6'2''. I stand on my tip toes and give him a nice ha...
It was a torrid day. I was as mad as a hatter. Literally. This work was freaking me out. And as usual, when I was mad, I was looking at the girls in the factory simply as fuck-meat "God, I'm horny!" I muttered to no-one in particular, thinking there was nobody in the office. "Huh! You should talk, I've got an itch that could choke a rhino." I turned round...
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Patrick was just arriving home from his last class of the day. It was boring, just like normal, what else would one expect from an introduction to Sociology, a class filled with students who for the most part could care less about the content. He tossed his back down in the corner, on his chair on the back of the couch. Just by looking around the apartment y...
***Sunday, September 1, 2304*** Ordinarily I am a stickler for attendance at Pastor Ninkovich's Sunday service. That good man always has some interesting and important lesson for us all. And he had recovered nicely from the concussion he sustained when the chair hit him on the head during the WGPD riot. But when I woke up I knew I'd be absent today. Everyt...
Mike thought and decided to give Sharon a call and see what Angie was all about. The only thing that Sharon was going to be upset about was that he didn't come back right away. She didn't want to participate in the contest due to her age. As he was ready to phone there was a knock on the door. "Hello, I'm Mike and you must be Angie. Tell me a little bit abo...
Urban Oddballs: Swelling Edited by Thegreat_pretender *** Sometime later the group arrived outside the grounds of a large estate, stopping around a mile back. "Alright, the signal is super strong up ahead, so maybe we should continue on foot, huh?" Steven asked as he pointed ahead. "That's not a bad idea, driving a vehicle into plain sight isn't exactl...