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Bitch Ch. 02 [TF / F / Were-dog / Bestiality]

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Part 2 of 2.  The woman’s changes continue as her mind slips further away and strong urges take their place.

Julia sat hunched at her desk.  She was rocking back and forth slightly, her hips and ass flexing as she arched her spine slightly.  The smell of the man from earlier wouldn’t seem to leave her.

The young woman panted lightly in her chair, lips occasionally pulling back to reveal slight fangs.  She held the edge of her desk and rocked, pushing her ass back instinctively.  She felt hot and hungry and her entire body ached.  She’d been attracted to boys before and had even occasionally, shamefully wondered what sex was like. …

Bitch Ch. 01 [TF / Were-dog / Forced]

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A young woman is humbled after making rude comments in front of a supernatural creature.  

Part 1 of 2.  I know this because I’m only about 1,000 words away from finishing part 2.  Second part should be out in 2 or 3 days!

Julia held the door for her friend.  “Why not a cat?” she asked.  “Cats are quiet, clean and small.  They’re perfect little pets.”

“I know.  I like cats.  It’s just,” Pamela paused.  “I need an animal to help keep me active and get me out there.  And, well, it’d be nice to have a happy face to come home to.  …

The Gift [TF / Multiple / Werewolf]

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A newborn princess is given a gift by an old crone – a gift that expresses itself violently on her wedding day.

“And on this, the occasion of our daughter’s birth, we call forth the three fairies to be her godmothers.  Wise beyond even their own years and powerful beyond our knowing, we offer our finest jewels to thee.”

The king stood atop the dais, arms raised.  His staff of office was held in one hand with the other bare to show his good intentions.  Before him, a select crowd of nobles and rich merchants applauded politely.  The queen, so fresh from a harsh childbirth, smiled thinly from her seat next to her royal husband.…

Stay Ch. 02 [TF / MF / Were-dog]

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At 6:00 pm, Kevin knocked on Brandy’s door.  She felt her heart racing as she answered it.  Her smile was strained and awkward on her face and she didn’t want to let him go when he hugged her.

“Oh, sweetheart,” Kevin said.  “You’ve been crying.”  The young man had changed into casual clothes before coming over.

Brandy nodded, not trusting herself to speak.  She wore her dancing penguin pajamas and her pink panties.  She always wore her pink panties because they helped her feel brave.  Or, rather, it made the world around her feel more ridiculous.  No matter what happened, she could always just think to herself:  Sure, I can understand you want to yell at me because the extra shot I added to your coffee at your request is somehow now too much but, you know what? …

Familiar Friends Ch. 02

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This is from a commission that I failed to complete on time.  Not just failed but spectacularly failed.  Chapter 2 of 2 – a short piece where a young woman cursed to turn into a werecat finds herself at her friend’s house the night of the full moon.

Without hesitation or waiting for Julie to move her hand, Amanda leaned down to press her face between her friend’s legs.  Julie spread herself wider for her friend’s attentions, leaning back on her hands.  Amanda reached around to dig her new claws into Julie’s furry ass in order to hold the woman still. …

Familiar Friends Ch. 01

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This is from a commission that I failed to complete on time.  Not just failed but spectacularly failed.  Chapter 1 of 2 – a short piece where a young woman cursed to turn into a werecat finds herself at her friend’s house the night of the full moon.

A warm breeze flicked at the heavy pages of Julie’s sketchbook and she yawned, stretching luxuriously in the morning sun.  Bones popped in the young woman’s back as she wiggled into the full body stretch, arms raised to the sky.  Her jaw cracked, mouth opening wide before she lowered her arms, twisting each joint. …

Shifting

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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. …