Lost in Space
An astronaut who stays out too long on a space walk finds himself uncomfortably changing in the space suit, turning into a form that won't fit inside but unable to escape. his only hope is to be rescued before it's too late.
The Pleasures of Space
"i am going to space-hell," rathmuldur muttered. "i'm going to space-hell, and i'm taking the express to get there."
Endurance Suits
#2 of woof space cadets the space cadets are introduced to long-term survival suits ... or should i say that endurance suit parts are introduced into the cadets? comments and suggestions are welcome and solicited.
And just where did you leave your colony?
WritingGroupChallenge -- 04/14/2020 This Week's Writing Challenge is least 1000 words on: "And then, as if the very earth it self rose up in defiance: it happened." Our mission: Establish a functioning base on the planet, Lacaille 9387- delta,...
Fear the Hunters Chapter one
"sir, were coming out from shock space and...you gotta see this." johnson was shocked and what i saw next scared the living hell out of me.
Shooting for the Stars! (Snuff, Watersports)
We'd joke about tossing eachother out to space all the time, but to actually take a swim in vacuum. i couldn't help feeling my arousal jump!
The Void part 2
Nor had they been counting on the sheer apathy with which space exploration was now regarded.
The Void part 1
It also lead to the emergence of dead space.
Weird Dream #1
The dream opens up to a camp site. Not a tent and campfire kind of site, but one that you might have gone to at summer camp. It was in the woods, and yet, somehow, still felt urban. Deep green foliage of evergreen trees littered the backdrop. The...
Ebon, Chapter Three
The door to my bedroom banged open, jerking me out of my dreamless sleep. I rolled over swiftly, propping myself up on one arm as my father trudged into my room, holding a white USPS box under one arm. "Oh, dammit dad, don't scare me like that."...
Ebon, Chapter One
I met him online, in a chat room hosted by one of my friends. Within a few weeks of meeting each other we entered a relationship that would scar the rest of my life with its ebon touch. His voice, his touch, his deathly cold glare would haunt me for...
DPS, Or Why Backstabbing Isn't Just Combat Anymore
The battle had been raging for hours now, with neither side giving nor gaining ground. The cries of battle drifted up to my position on a towertop, raining down spells as needed. "More DPS on the tanks!" Cried a voice from a singing stone in a...