Experimentation

The lab itself loomed rather massively over him as he stood outside the main doors. The loose clothes and ratty shoes he wore only made him feel more uncomfortable. The appointment had been for noon and it was now 11:50. He still couldn't get up the...

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Mass Marketing

I remain firmly convinced that half the products out there exist for the sole purpose of making me feel bad about some aspect of myself. It can never be a option or a whim. No, it has to be a life-altering moment of pure ecstatic perfection that comes...

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Altering the Fit

Sam really didn't like being alone like this. Being alone meant thinking; and thinking always meant staring off into space and dwelling on problems. Not the simple mundane ones like 'What's for dinner?' or 'What's on TV?'. No, Sam's brain dug deep when...

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Inital Fitting

Normally, Simon wasn't the type to order random things from off the internet. Being far more reserved about the miracle products that spam the average e-mail box than most users it still came as a surprise to himself when he found one item in...

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Tailoring Desire

Kevin's keys jiggled in his hand for a moment as he juggled between them and the plastic bag in his other hand. He glanced over his shoulder for a second, quirking an eyebrow at his across the hall neighbor's door. Simon had been quiet the past couple...

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Towel Boy

Sal's gym, handily enough run by an eight foot tall stallion named Sal, was something of a dive in the fitness market in town. It didn't have wall to wall brand new fitness equipment, stairclimbers with three dimensional digital readouts or glossy,...

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Modifications

Gaudy neon lights streamed through the smog-laden streets, the light green haze visible even through the thick goggles he wore. The re-breather hummed softly, ionizing the surrounding particles and shunting them to the scrubbers on either side. It did...

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Sex, Lies and DVD Sales

Well that didn't take long. Not more than a week after my encounter with a novice to bondage and there's been no sign of him again. Should've know better, honestly. I mean, it's not like people are coming in here to hook up for dinner and a movie...

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High School Role Reversal

Wrestling practice at Davidson High was a fairly ordinary occurrence. Every day after class let out, the team would meet in the well-appointed gym and proceed to work on their holds and throws for the few remaining hours of daylight they had left in...

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The Customer is Occasionally Right

I work in a sex shop. There, I said it. Just make sure you get it all out of your system. Working in the adult industry, if we can use a more delicate term, as I do isn't all orgies with famous porn stars and drinking absinthe out of eight...

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Sweet Revenge

"Have you seen my mesh shirt?" "No." "C'mon, I know you did the laundry today!" The young lizardman sighed and picked himself up out of the chair. Grumbling, he dug through the laundry basket, fishing around until he extracted it. The...

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Greco-Roman Revenge

College is a strange and frustrating place, at last it has been for me. I just got here a few months ago and had settled in quickly. I was glad to be away from the endless hassling I got from high school as well as the boredom of living in a small...

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