Fetch Quest
Fetch Quest My eyes scanned the room, an odd feeling of familiarity creeping over me. "Have I tried to rob this place before?" I muttered to myself as my vision landed on a gilded candelabrum. "Sh, Quintus!" Grumio sharply admonished, unhappy I'd...
A Touch Too Long
A Touch Too Long The plan was simple: Carnaby would coax the donkeys, I'd support the portcullis, and Magnus would try identifying any items we'd nabbed. Not great, but it was what we had. Supplies were low, and corpses claimed no treasures. Down to...
The Long Weekend - Saturday, Afternoon
Jay ran in a blind panic; he often stumbled as he tried running on the tips of the strange wide fingers and toes he had with the foundations of hooves growing on them, but he managed to recover himself quickly. He barely noticed anything around him;...
The Long Weekend - Saturday, Early Afternoon
Jay sprawled on the ground, arms still above his head, enjoying the bliss that had come from being used by Dion as a living, ejaculating dildo. The blobs of cum had quickly dried into crusty patches over his body in the warm environment, but Jay didn't...
The Long Weekend - Saturday, Midday
For the second time that day, Jay awakened after having the strange feeling that he had been falling. Again, when he woke up his insides felt queasy and in turmoil, with a body sore and throbbing. However, this time he did not wake up in his own bed;...
The Long Weekend - Saturday, Early Morning II
Stepping into Dion's room, Jay's eyes wandered from side to side: he had the idea they'd try to convince him of joining their orgy by getting him into the room and slowly wearing down his resolve. But nobody was in the room: Jay even checked the closet...
The Long Weekend - Saturday, Early Morning
Jay jerked awake, with the vague recollection of having just been having that dream of falling. Heart racing, he glanced over at the alarm clock; the red LEDs told him it was precisely - or as precise as the clock could manage - 2:16 AM. His head...
The Long Weekend - Friday
FRIDAY Jay fell through the apartment door, utterly exhausted from work. It had been a rough, tiring week at the office, and he had only had enough energy to stumble through and weave through the boxes and bags scattered about the...
Unearthed 2 – The Dispersal
Arran's feet stopped for a moment, his eyes scanning the horizon as he tried to untwist the knots that had formed in his back muscles. His fingers fumbled at his side, as if to check that the strangely-light pouch was still there. Turning, he looked...
Addiction 1: Pigpen
Pigs. They're all I can see at first. Pink- and brown-skinned porkers of various breeds trotting around in the muddy filth that covers the ground beneath their hooves, forming a mass that shifts around under the dull, dispersed light spraying from the...