Questions!

Hello, hello!

Now that I’ve enabled new account creations for comments and such, I have some questions I thought I might toss your way. I am typing this on my phone so there may be a ton of errors.

1. Chapters. I typically write 1 or 2 chapters per story but I usually leave a hook in some way for possibly continuing the story. For those that have read my stuff, would you rather I continue most stories or would you rather I just move on and write new things? I’d appreciate examples and reasoning if you can spare them.

2.…

(Temporarily?) Enabling Account Creation!

Howdy,

I’m perhaps temporarily enabling the ability for users to create accounts and add comments.  I’m going to see how this goes (if at all) and then adjust afterwards.

I’m not sure whether I’m getting no comments here because I’m too restrictive on spam or whether nobody feels like commenting.

I’d love to hear from people – even if it’s just to tell me why you don’t comment!…

Office Bitch Ch. 01

A man tests a mysterious potion on the president of his company.

I’ve had this little fun daydream for quite a while and figured it was past time to write it down for other people :) Just quick and dirty and sexy! Hopefully! There will probably be a chapter 2 that includes a few more random sexy scenes if y’all are interested :)

“And that’s it?” I asked.

“Yes, that’s it,” the old man said.

I sat there in the corner of a little Starbucks, well away from everyone else.  The gentleman I was speaking with sat back in the overstuffed leather chair opposite me. …

Wanna suggest an animal for a quick TF?

Hey!

So, I might do a quick TF tomorrow based on what seems to be the most voted on animal (wolf, fox, cat, horse, whatever) that people would like to see.  Be as specific or as general as you want and, who knows!  Maybe I’ll pick it!

This’ll be just a short little thing ~ 2000 to 3000 words.  The TF and maaaaybe sex?  human+were?  were+infecting human?  were+were?  What should it be?!…

Old Gods

Tiffany stared at the ceiling through red-rimmed eyes.  Every so often, she sniffled and sighed, rolling from her left side to her right side, back and forth.  A thick nondescript gray blanket hung off the edge of her hard cot.  She’d used it briefly during the night until she couldn’t stand the way it scratched against her bare arms.  Instead, she lay in a small ball, hands gripping her arms tightly.  Gray pre-dawn light filtered through the small window overhead.

Time seemed to stop for her; she couldn’t tell how long she’d been in the tiny room.  She’d screamed and cried and cursed until her throat was raw. …

The Club

A young man grabs the wrong drink in a club and finds himself changing.

Loud music thumped repetitively throughout the club while lights flashed and spun and pulsed.  The center of the club was full of couples and single people dancing and grinding against each other.  Booths, couches and bar stools lined the walls.  The DJ stood above all of them on a platform off to the side of the room, nodding and dancing in place while he adjusted settings on the large board in front of him.

“I can’t believe I let you talk me into this,” Jeremy said.  The young man was dressed in blue jeans and a plain black polo shirt. …

The Motel

A young woman brings a curse upon herself.

Hello!

This story is for Solone ( http://solone.deviantart.com/ ) a very talented CG artist (and that’s saying something for me since I really like CG TF art). He recently put out a series titled “Motel 6” ( http://solone.deviantart.com/gallery/56387845/Motel-6 ) and I decided, what the hey! I’m going to write a super quick little story about it and make stuff up! And so, I did. Please note that this is my own interpretation and, most likely, Solone had an entirely different idea for what was going on. This is a tribute piece for him :)  I highly recommend you check out his stuff!

Filth Ch. 03

Abigail races to stop and reverse the changes.  Chapter 3 of 3.

The silver crescent moon overhead cast pale gray light but Abigail noticed with faint alarm that the ground itself seemed to be glowing lavender, lighting her way.  She shied away from the well-lit paths not just to hide her monstrous changes but also from an irrational fear of the blue arcs and nearly unbearable thrumming sound the lamps and electric poles gave off.

Thankfully, the campus was nearly empty and, as she approached the library, she knew it was she would find it nearly completely vacant; her sharp ears heard only a few people tapping away on computer keyboards. …

Filth Ch. 02

Abigail’s changes begin to accelerate and she finally takes notice.  Chapter 2 of 3.

Large red numbers wavered before Abigail’s eyes.  She blinked several times and then yawned, hiding her mouth behind her small hand.  The room was utterly still and the only sound a faint dripping noise somewhere in the distance.

Blinking again, the young woman sat up, idly scratching at the light fur along her midriff.   Her hidden claws left tiny red lines against her tanned, flat stomach.  The stark numbers informed her that she was suddenly wide awake at 4:12 am.

Across the room, Sally snorted and turned to her side, muttering something about a ‘Mr.…