The Goat Suit
What's that, dude? You're asking me how long it's been since I've had this suit? Hm...it's been months since I've been wearing it. I can't take it off, and I don't want to. It feels so damn good to be this big and thick. And so fuckin' horny... Huh?...
Seeing Double
I awoke. What the hell happened, I asked myself as I scanned the brightly lit room. The walls were a pale blue and the floor was what appeared to be a black granite. A thick metal door was at the far side of the room, and a huge mirror was covering...
Bar Jocks: Story One, Part One
The voice on the other end of the line was cool and calm. "Welcome to Barjocks. Where can I direct your call?" "Uhm, I'm responding for the ad in the newspaper," Joe said. "Give me a moment to direct the call, sir," the receptionist said. A small...
Bar Jocks: Story One, Part Four
They were back at the main office. Mike was also there, nursing a Jersey Lightning. Joe had a small medicinal tot of brandy and soda in his hands. Billy, the rhino bouncer, was there also, along with a police officer, who was scribbling on a...
Bar Jocks: Story One, Part Three
The front was dimly lit. Wall sconces helped illuminate the room as various forms of LED lighting carved various arabesques on the walls. The tables were lit by electric lamps discreetly shaded. A few ladies in white livery went around the area doing...
True to Form: Part Two
Soon I heard the sounds of the shower start up. Was the guy singing? I listened carefully. Heh, he was. A nice bathroom tenor. I snapped out of it. A giant moose-creature was in my shower, and from the look of it, a rather oversexed one at that. I...
True to Form: Part Six
The sunshine girl flashed a sunny smile when she saw me as I stepped through the entrance. "Hello sir!" "Don't you 'hello sir' me!" I said, slipping into a chair across from her. "I want to know what is going on with my software." The smile melted...
True to Form: Part Three
Joe ordered me to first take off my shirt, then my pants. I, still high on moose musk, happily obliged. The creature whistled lewdly as he looked over my almost-naked form. "Damn, son, you look good." His hand caressed down my back to the rump and...
True to Form: Prologue
She sat behind a glass workdesk, her suit slimly accentuating her lines. She wore a sunny smile, her head tilted a bit to the side. Her hair matched the suit, both sun-kissed yellow. "Thank you for coming, sir, and welcome. I take it you are here to...
True to Form: Part Five
If ever you want to get fucked by a moose, even an anthropomorphic version of one, regardless of the size of one, try not to yell in pain. Even if you are high with its musk. Sure he was gentle at first, prodding and poking, but soon he was doing...
Bar Jocks: Story Two, Part 1
It was a beautiful morning. The storm the night before left behind clouds that glowed pale amber in the early sunshine. A light breeze helped to freshen the area and removed the straggling fog that settled down after the rain. Sounds of another day...
Bar Jocks: Story One, Part Two
I can barely believe my luck, Joe thought to himself as he pedaled back home. He cast a quick glace over his shoulder at the building before focusing on the traffic. Soon, he was at home, and, after placing the bike in the rack near the door, walked in...