A Special Arrangement
#1 of micro fiction just some silly short microfiction i wrote up as part of a 10 minute writing prompt exercise over on the writerscrossing discord. i liked it enough to post it, short as it is.
Twitter Bites: Diaper Bully (Humiliation)
I finished a new twitter microfiction this past weekend, though it came out to be much longer than i hoped. inspired by my chief diaper consultant and editor-in-padding, @tugsie, with thanks to all my wonderful proofreaders.
Desk job
A microfiction about a naughty boss and his put-upon employee. there's an old joke, about a man sent to hell. the devil gave him a choice of the room he would spend eternity in. he saw people standing in lava, their bones exposed and flesh melting.
Timing
A microfiction about chastity and premature ejaculation the cheetah ejculated hard, his balls twitching, desperately pumping their load into his husband's behind.
Weasel in Heat
A quick scenario (microfiction?) of a weasel stuck in traffic during his breeding season, pent up and imagining his boyfriend being there to fuck him.
Heatless
Here's a bit of microfiction inspired by art from pandalover on fa: i wonder if he's all right.  "mother russia, mother russia..." ivan sang as he jogged down the sidewalk alongside tank.
Carpe Diem: Chapter 13, Page 6
#1 of carpe diem while i'm doing microfiction for the new pages of carpe diem (http://www.cdcomic.com), i thought i'd post them here as well. trent turned away from burt, unable to look at him. the anger warming his cheeks.
Twitter Bites: Frat Party (Musk)
Sometime in the past couple of years, i had the idea of writing little bits of microfiction for my ad twitter account. i had a few ideas, but this is the only one i finished.
The Weather Outside is Frightful
._ _this is the second in a series of "sexy vignette"-style microfiction i've been trying to get better at writing erotica. please chime in with criticism!_ "the weather outside is frightful," by rob baird.
The Volunteer
[2,058 words] [tags: nsfw; mind control; korps; cyberpunk] author's note: this was originally supposed to be microfiction, then hit 2,000 words. oops. sometimes the most important choice you make is your last.
The Steel Castle
This is some microfiction, written off to the side of everything else. it's meant to read sort of like a children's book. too bad i'm not a visual artist, or i'd provide some pictures for said picture book.
The Elevator Pitch
This is the third in a series of "microfiction" style vignettes that i've been working on to try to improve my somewhat lackluster abilities to write erotica. please, please chime in with criticism.