A Night's Prey
"tazo..." the black dragon said. it was as good a name to use as any in this case. "so... where do you live, tazo?" tazo smiled, knowing his chance when he had it.
Happy Birthday, Mister Salesman
"tazo? did ... did i wake you?" the voice on the other end of the line is familiar, if a bit distant. now it's waking me up by poking at the back of my skull.
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...
Tazo's Description
Not really a story, per say, but a rough description of tazo for some kind of reference. since i can't draw, you get words.
Sex, Lies and DVD Sales
It was then that i took a good look at the autograph on the movie's glossy, plastic cover: "to tazo, best lay i've had since dragon cocks iv." even in defeat, he still claimed a victory, the cheeky bastard.
Goop
It had started with a single rock. Ordinary by some standards until someone took the trouble to crack it open. Inside was a perfectly fossilized egg, like no one had ever seen before. The shell with thick and calcified, almost like a chicken egg, and...
Goop 2: Eclectic Boogaloo
Issac blinked himself awake. His throat hurt, his chest hurt and most acutely, his backside felt like it was on fire. Only dimly lit with the trickles of light through the shaded blinds, he squinted and shifted for a moment on the mattress beneath him....
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...
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...
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...
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...
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,...