Legal Issues – Chapter 5

A young woman visits a farm with intention to make the farmer sell his property.  Forces intervene and the woman changes.

Lynn woke slowly, her mind clawing its way out of a near-drunken haze.  Her body tugged at her, calling attention to different parts that ached or itched or hurt.  She sat up, blinking through gummy eyes while smacking her lips.  Sharp pain lanced through both of her breasts when she moved.  She looked down at her swollen breasts and suddenly adrenaline crashed through her, lifting the fog from her brain.

“Muuh!” Lynn cried out in a sudden deep-throated panic.  It wasn’t her breasts that alarmed her; rather, it was the distended area of her stomach that brought her fully awake. …

Sketch 04 – Alone

Written for someone specific.  A super quick story.  Two werewolves thought they were alone in the world until they meet for the first time.

 

The first meeting. Nervous at the prospect of meeting another wolf for the first time. Anxious. I can feel it at the back of my mind. Padding. Sitting with crossed paws only to stand and walk around and around in circles. Waiting. He knows what’s coming.

And then there you are, walking towards me, recognition on your face. I stand. Worried about stupid things. Handshake, hug or…? How does- but you’re suddenly there and your cheek slides by mine as you press yourself into my space.…

Legal Issues – Chapter 4

Outside of Lynn’s apartment, the world was alive and buzzing with activity.  The young woman hummed a happy tune as she walked down mostly empty sidewalks.  A strong, steady wind rippled banners and flags around her while keeping the sun from being too overwhelming.  Not a single cloud covered the electric blue sky.  Lynn felt her loose hair flutter in the wind and she tsk’ed at herself for not putting it up.

The wind brought with it the scent of the nearby lake.  Lynn made her way to the water, crossing streets and taking exaggerated sniffs of the bakeries and delis she passed. …

Legal Issues – Chapter 3

A young woman visits a farm with intention to make the farmer sell his property. Forces intervene and the woman changes.

Lynn sat up straighter as she looked down her stomach.  Subtle differences in how she saw her body told her that her breasts were different.  At 28 years old, she knew what she should see when she looked at herself.  Her mind picked out subtle differences in the shape and size of her body without relaying the specifics to her.  The effect was almost maddening.  Was she entirely certain they weren’t as full before?  Or whether they hung a little lower or bulged off the side of her body rather than sitting comfortably on her chest? …

Legal Issues – Chapter 2

A young woman visits a farm with intention to make the farmer sell his property. Forces intervene and the woman changes.

I’m posting this as a test in changing my style and methodology. Rather than taking time to write the whole thing (probably roughly 12,000 words) I’m breaking it up into parts. I’m hoping this allows me to get things out faster while allowing me to take a little extra time to work on the separate pieces. Basically shortening my longer pieces for easier consumption.

Two hours later, alone at her desk, Lynn leaned back to rub her tired eyes.  She still felt rested but also distracted and restless and her eyes hurt from staring at spreadsheets and emails; numbers and letters swam on the screen in front of her. …

Legal Issues – Chapter 1

A young woman visits a farm with intention to make the farmer sell his property.  Forces intervene and the woman changes. 

I’m posting this as a test in changing my style and methodology.  Rather than taking time to write the whole thing (probably roughly 12,000 words) I’m breaking it up into three parts.  I’m hoping this allows me to get things out faster while allowing me to take a little extra time to work on the separate pieces.  Basically shortening my longer pieces for easier consumption.  I hope to have part 2 finished tomorrow and part 3 (the end) finished Monday.

Shifting

So, there’s an artist I like on DeviantArt – wwbot (http://wwbot.deviantart.com/).  Yesterday he made a piece of art that I liked quite a lot:  http://www.deviantart.com/art/Shifting-427194669.  Today I apparently decided to write a story around it.  I meant to create just a little scene description for him to put under the image but I guess I can’t write short things well.  So, here’s a story for it.  “Shifting.”

“That’ll be $31.23.  Cash or card?”  The cashier asked.

“Oh, gosh, card.  Debit card.”  The young woman answered.  Around her, customers browsed and laughed and made lewd comments to each other while holding up various outfits. …

Jenny – Epilogue

Dave kneeled against the wall as he stared at the two furry women in front of him.  Craig’s smile was lazy as she luxuriated in the effects of the change and the enormous amount of sex the three had.  She kneeled with her thick, muscular thighs open and her long fingers slowly stroking the short fur covering her skin.  Her thick brown tail lay still behind her as she looked at the man.  The smaller donkey girl, John, crouched to the side.  Her black lips were pulled back in the suggestion of a smile; pure hatred mingled with the thrill of retribution being meted out to her former friend.…

The Pact

Set against the backdrop of 1873, a young man learns the dangers of asking for your hearts desires.  For some forces and dark and enjoy the folly that follows such requests.  The young man’s wish comes with a heavy price that not only he must pay.

A single bead of sweat crept from beneath the band of Little Joe’s hat, burrowing through caked-on dirt until it worked itself down into a muddy afterthought.  The young man rubbed the back of his grimy hand against his cheek, smearing the streak and wiping away bits of dry earth.  He squinted up at the sun while he pushed the heavy plough behind the family’s old, tired draft horse. 

Sketch 02: Cat Toy

Gods are fickle things.  Fickle and numerous and given to flights of fancy.  Or, sometimes, fits of jealousy.  And then, rarely, a god will take interest in our world long enough to assert his or her or its influence on events.  Demons fear when a god looks askance at their doings and humans are frail things in comparison.

Frail and pliable things.

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Sandy scanned her computer’s monitor as her onscreen character huffed and chuffed, claws at the ready.  Bodies lay strewn around her character’s form and the semi-pixelated werewolf seemed to look for its own prey as Sandy moved it around the computer generated world. …