Sketch 04: Unintended Consequences [F / TF / Insect]

The old truck hit a hidden rock on the dirt road and Suzanne's eyes automatically strayed to her satchel. Her bag barely moved and she flicked her eyes back to the road. Above and around her the sky drained of color until the edges of the world seemed...

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First Contact [Sci-Fi / She-Wolf]

Delicate chimes alerted the young female to the impending drop. Light flared around her as the small ship woke. Displays gave atmospheric information surrounding the drop zone. A live holographic representation of her site bloomed before her eyes. The...

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Familiar Friends Ch. 02 [TF / Werecat / FF]

Without hesitation or waiting for Julie to move her hand, Amanda leaned down to press her face between her friend's legs. Julie spread herself wider for her friend's attentions, leaning back on her hands. Amanda reached around to dig her new claws into...

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Familiar Friends Ch. 01 [TF / Werecat / FF]

A warm breeze flicked at the heavy pages of Julie's sketchbook and she yawned, stretching luxuriously in the morning sun. Bones popped in the young woman's back as she wiggled into the full body stretch, arms raised to the sky. Her jaw cracked, mouth...

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Sacrifice

Maida grit her teeth as she lugged the heavily laden basket of potatoes back to her parent's house. The sun had not yet burned off the early morning fog and the young woman relished the cool mist. Summer had fully set in and the sun spared no mercy for...

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Hellfire

**328 years ago:** When the first torch touched the kindling at the base of the wooden pole, Mary Sturgess moaned and writhed against the rope binding her in place. She dug her bare feet into the dirt underneath her as if to dig her way out and away....

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Chapter 10

What does one wear when one knows one is going to transform into a massive werewolf killing machine later in the evening? And, yes, that works as both a "werewolf that is a killing machine" and a "werewolf-killing machine" except not a machine, per se....

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Chapter 9

Consider the scene. Elaine stands at the door with a small bag of various things. I smell salt and vinegar chips, beef jerky and the aforementioned condoms. Mostly those because the chemical latex smell is somehow mocking my lack of foresight. Goddamn...

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Chapter 8

I used to think my world made some basic, normal sense. You are born basically the gender you die with (although, no, hah, not really, I guess) and, well, science. It works. The science. There's nothing strange or unusual in the world and karma doesn't...

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Layers - Chapter 7 v2

Elaine turns to look at the two men across the street. I watch as she closes her eyes and sniffs. A strand of her red hair comes loose in the wind and flutters across her small, freckled nose. I watch her hair move and marvel at the way she looks....

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The Coin v2

The mid-day rush of people frantically making their way to or from lunch swarmed around Kelly as she dodged along the wide, hot sidewalk. Her muted apologies (Sorry!, Excuse me!, I'm so sorry!) were smothered by the buzzing of conversations, traffic...

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Jenny v2

Craig launched the shortcut to his Chrome browser with a practiced click. His old, ragged office chair creaked as he leaned forward. Without thought, he opened the link to his local Craigslist section and went to the 'casual encounters' section. The...

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