Demons Inside

Hey, how's it going? Me? Fucking awful. Seriously. I never want a blowjob again. What happened? Buy us a drink and I'll tell you. Heh. Knew you couldn't resist a good story. So, you know that I've been living out in the country with Jake and Nate,...

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Your Perfect Toy

--- "So... you'll just pick what I want out of my mind?" "Oh yes, we often find it can be even better than our clients would be able to describe. Any secrets that you are unwilling to share with us, your new toy will know and respond to. Are you...

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The TG Challenge

A story about a nasty little show someone is trying to get produced. I had envisioned this to be something like ="[http://www.furaffinity.net/user/danath](http://www.furaffinity.net/user/danath)"\>Danath's 'Questionable Content' series (which can be...

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At Last, First

At Last, First This is a more personal story than normal. Basically, I was asked how I'd like to have sex for the first time, and the longest story I've ever written was the result. It does concern me a little that I don't know what sex is like when...

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Dinner out 2

Her head moved slightly as she spoke. Inside her skull, I could see the soup sloshing from side to side, noodles and beef appearing and disappearing under the surface. A bit of lettuce - or cabbage, or something else green - rose and fell. The...

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Dinner Out 1

The door didn't stand out. Between two shops on a back street, it looked like a normal door that would lead up to a flat above, but Claire walked up and knocked in a tight pattern. "T-This is the place?" I asked, standing under the streetlights....

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A Wish Gone Wrong

"I want a wish gone wrong." The genie frowned. From the top of its head to the wisps of smoke disappearing into its shiny golden lamp, it looked every inch of what a genie should be. Which was odd, because Blake couldn't describe it, apart from the...

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The Unwrapping

The door is a normal door. For the grand old Edwardian terrace, it's a perfectly normal front door, not an ominous portal of looming gargoyles and blackened wood. Still, you quail in front of it, scared of what lies beyond. Your hesitation is no use,...

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