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Layers Chapter 4

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The smell is intoxicating.  My smell.  I should be getting a boner but there’s nothing there.  I can’t even say that I’m feeling a ghost of one because, I’m not.  Instead, I feel this pressure building – this tiny ache below my belly button and my pulse speeds up.  There’s a … shit, what do I call it?  The inside of my – my pussy, it’s… no… hmmm… I want to touch myself and dip my fingers inside but I’m going to wait and take my time.  The inside reminds me of my mouth.  It’s there.  There’s stuff there but it’s not like stuff rubbing together constantly. …

Layers Chapter 3

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My alarm startles me awake. I don’t normally sleep so solidly but this time, I did.  No dreams to remember at all, either.  Just pure solid sleep.  I feel really good and relaxed.  Until I sit up.  There’s this dull ache way low in my stomach.  It’s not terrible but it’s uncomfortable as hell and almost feels like the leftovers of being kicked in the balls.  I grimace against the pain and rub under my balls gently.  Too much masturbating and being hard almost all day yesterday, probably.  I ignore it and take my shower.  In fact, I ignore a lot of what happened yesterday. …

Layers Chapter 2

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I wake to grey light filtering through the blinds in my room.  It’s utterly quiet outside.  My head is pounding and my throat is completely dry.  I feel like I haven’t had water in days.  I work my mouth a few times, croaking and trying to make spit happen.  It makes me cough and I roll over to my side and pull myself up to kneel.  My head aches from the movement.  I close my eyes against the pain at my temples.  When I open them, I see it.

 

I’m back.  To me.  To old me.  I close my eyes again and almost feel like crying. …

Layers Chapter 1

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It was a box.  Or possibly a crate – wooden sides with a bit of plastic on the side containing what I’d think was a packing slip.  No visible marks otherwise.  No ‘fragile’ (which my mind nearly always reads mentally as fra-jill-ay) or other stamped text.  Just a decent sized box (crate?) sitting on the second step of the little concrete steps leading to my front door.  I stare for a bit and then push it slightly with my foot.  Slightly heavy but not bad.  I haven’t ordered anything lately so what was the deal?…

The She-Wolf

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CHAPTER 1

 

Richard sat on a marble bench inside the courtyard.  A warm breeze ruffled the small trees surrounding him.  He sat, back straight with his hat sitting on his knee.  A dark walking stick leaned against his leg – a gift from his father when he was younger.  Here and there little birds flitted through the slightly overgrown topiary, singing as they did.  The entrance to the asylum loomed before him.  The wings of the building spread out east and west, turning north so he couldn’t see the ends of them.  The massive, three story building sat on over forty acres of land.…

The Change [The Change Universe # 3]

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PROLOGUE

 

The creature sat, crossed-legged on the ground. It had been a long time since it first came to this realm. A very long time. It had enjoyed killing many humans throughout the centuries and planned to continue savoring the taking of life for a long time. They were so easy to break down and destroy. Finding someone that thought they were a pure, good soul and then watching that same pathetic human kill and eat a fellow captive… The creature shivered in pure pleasure. It took months to wear down the strongest of them and the creature enjoyed every second of it.…