The Trinket | Chapter Five [Comm]
### Chapter Five Fall Break Hunter stared at the paper in front of him, the corner of his lip turned downwards in an expression of abject chagrin as he perused through the various corrections and comments on the exam in front of him. On...
The Trinket | Chapter Four [Comm]
### Chapter Four Exam Day Hunter bolted straight upright in his bed, his chest heaving as he panted to catch his breath. He could feel the back of his pajama shirt was slick from his sweat, not unusual for him after having a stressful night's...
The Trinket | Chapter Twenty-Three [Comm]
### Chapter Twenty-Three Jack's Gamble Jack had always been under the impression that he was a very, very clever weasel. Sure, he had never properly applied himself in school, nor had he shown any particular interest in a craft or anything that...
The Trinket | Chapter Twenty-Two [Comm]
### Chapter Twenty-Two Tools of the Ruling Pharaoh The exam ended prematurely that morning, as the professor ended up excusing himself after having all of the students deposit their unfinished exams on his desk before he departed with haste to...
The Trinket | Chapter Twenty-One [Comm]
### Chapter Twenty-One Finals Hunter was wearing a 'Blue's Clues' diaper that morning of the Calculus final. A had a stuffed animal in his backpack, a pacifier in the front pocket of the bag, and in his jean pocket he had decided to stuff a tiny...
The Trinket | Chapter Twenty [Comm]
### Chapter Twenty Just Chilling Malissa waited patiently in the living room as Hunter worked on cleaning himself up in the shower. She browsed on her phone, relaxing on his plush couch as she listened to the faint sounds of water cascading from...
The Trinket | Chapter Nineteen [Comm]
### Chapter Nineteen In Public Hunter was having trouble keeping himself awake. It was late afternoon, and he was sitting in his history class as Malissa was stubbornly trying to ignore the fact that he was nodding off right next to her. A week...
The Trinket | Chapter Eighteen [Comm]
### Chapter Eighteen Sublime The softest of beds always arrive in the morning when it is time to leave them, but Hunter had no reason that day to leave the confines of his guard-railed bed that day. Having finished up a busy week of academic...
The Trinket | Chapter Seventeen [Comm]
### Chapter Seventeen A Close Shave God I hate my aunt... Hunter thought to himself, as he pulled off the tapes of his night time diaper. It had taken a few weeks for him to realize, but the nightly necessity to pad up then to change, wash...
The Trinket | Chapter Twenty-Five [Comm]
### Chapter Twenty-Five Snack Run Winter that year had come with an unexpected advantage. Despite the fennec's natural fur coat, the arid sands from which his species originated had not accounted for the inevitable global expansion into much...
The Trinket | Chapter Twenty-Four [Comm]
### Chapter Twenty-Four Winter Break Hunter allowed himself a large sigh as he set his suitcase down in the front hall of his apartment, pulling his backpack straps off of his shoulders and allowing that to softly fall next to it. The two weeks...
2500 Days Chapter 7&8 (Gay Romance)
He tapped on his phone screen to pullup a live video feed that showed a nearby town close to irvine. protest signs cluttered the streets as people poured out onto the roads to confront riot police officers.