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Personal Assistant (vignette)

Adam was in a mood.  The gym had been particularly rough that morning, both on the floor and in the locker room.  It was crowded, which the young jock had never been overly fond of, but at least before he didn’t stand out the way he did now.  With his shaggy brown hair, lean, ample build, and chiseled features Adam always had people checking him out, only now it was part of his job whether he wanted it to be or not.  And mixed in with the lustful stares were ones of eith...

Fruiting Bodies, ch. 11: Voting Options

Dave goes in search of Tom to blow off some steam…

Option 1: and when they get together they create a shock-wave that causes people on nearby floors to change in unpredictable, chaotic ways.

Option 2: but when he finds him in the lab, the samples go crazy and cause a T+ outbreak in the building, with several men growing thick, beefy and hairy.

Option 3: but before he can find his friend he discovers that he has the ability to change other people at will when he accidentall...

The Mask of Sho-Yog, ch. 2

“What is it?”

“Not sure yet.  Doesn’t feel like it’s going to explode.”  Mike gently turned the small parcel over in his hands, trying to ignore the way Brant’s squeaky voice made his stomach flutter.  He was having a hard enough time focusing as it was.  When the unexpected knock came at the door a few moments prior, Mike had to force himself out of his partner’s arms.  Given the context of their situation he knew every second counted, that the ...

Fruiting Bodies, ch. 11

*** Voting options will be up in the next day or so!  Day job garbage got in the way.***

“It’s so big…it’s so big…it’s so big…” Brad kept repeating the phrase, his distant eyes fixed on an unseen point.  Most people would have assumed that the fit young man was referring to the oversized pillar of a cock that reached the level of his face, but the gargantuan organ was the last thing on the dazed brunette’s mind.

He’d wanted to work...

The Mask of Sho-Yog, ch. 1

Mike’s legs burned with each step, the shaking muscles threatening to give out entirely.  His apartment was only on the fourth floor, and he usually enjoyed the aged metal and marble stairs, but he felt like he’d been in motion for days and even his impressive physique had its limits.  He could have used the elevator in the lobby.  It was a lovely antique, all polished brass and weathered wood, the same design motifs that ran through the rest of the squat, brick building. &...

Giving It Up (vignette)

“I’m not sure if I should be flattered or offended.”  Looking Brian’s brawny, pacing frame up and down I wanted to be the former, but my defensive brain kept insisting on the latter.  I’d been suspicious from the start considering how vague he’d been on the details, he’d only said that he needed my “help with something,” and now I had a better understanding of why.  I’d be lying if I said I didn’t want to jump at the opportunity, I’d fantasized about sim...

How Much Is That Stray In The Window

“This is the one.  He’s perfect.”

Kevin knew he should be excited at the prospect of finally getting adopted, but it was hard for the former jock to become enthusiastic about much lately.  He was aware when he’d entered the program that someone he’d known from his life before might be the one to take him from the kennel, he’d just hoped it wouldn’t be the case.  Like so many other things in his short life, it was a vain hope.  Instead of a stranger, the...

Fruiting Bodies, ch. 10

*** Options three and four were a tie last time, so we'll do option 4 next and then put up a new round of voting. ***

The walls were thinning.  Ethan could feel It pressing against the barrier, worming Its way through the film of reality inch by cosmic inch.  With his help Its children were spreading, their seeds propagating in countless people throughout the world, and with each one It grew stronger.  No dimensional gulf could ever be wide enough to fully sever ...

I Would If I Could, pt. 2

“Wha…what?  What are you talking about,” Sam sputtered, his slab of a chest heaving as he looked around from his new 5’8” vantage point.  He’d just crossed over into “short” territory, and his cock now rested just above the six-and-a-quarter mark, but looking at the way his increasingly buff friend towered over him, he’d never been more turned on in his life.  “I’m not doing anything!”

“I think you are,” Wyatt said, trying to keep his tone calm...

What Are You Giving Up For...(vignette)

“I don’t know how you’re doing this, but I swear to god when I get my hands on you I’m…”

“I thought you people weren’t supposed to take your lord’s name in vain,” the man interrupted, cutting off Mark’s impotent bluster.  “And I’m not sure why you’re even upset in the first place?  You put the ash on your forehead, you agreed to make forty days of sacrifice, so where is this hostility coming from?”

Mark clutched his phone so hard he thought ...

I Would If I Could, pt. 1

“Whoa, bro, you need to back the fuck up for a second,” Sam barked, staring down at himself with wide, stunned eyes.  “This was supposed to be a one-and-done…I agreed to a sample, not an all-you-can-eat buffet!  What the fuck!?”

“But…but I didn’t do anything!  Dude, I swear!  I’d never just steal from you like that on purpose,” Wyatt sputtered.  He was still reeling from the fact that, for the first time in their decades of friendship, he was...

Fruiting Bodies, ch. 9

Will’s stomach continued its journey south when the elevator’s rapid descent came to an unexpected halt just above ground level.  It was one of the few shafts that opened directly into his penthouse, and while it passed other floors on the vertical journey, his badge should have overridden anyone else’s attempt at using it until he was done.  Tom and Dave could have intercepted the car but he’d checked on them before leaving and knew they were both busy elsewhere, which only...

Reflected

It wasn’t real.  It couldn’t be.  Curses didn’t exist outside of fiction, and even if they did it was only in remote, far off places, not in a massive museum in a major metropolitan area.  Ian kept telling himself that, repeating the ideas in his head like a mantra, but they did nothing to change what he saw reflected in his mirror, or dull the foreign sensation of soft, silky hair brushing against his fingers when he ran a hand across his chest.

It all started with...

Shine and Polish (vignette)

“You guys are fuckin’ losers,” Jake sighed.  The fit, dark-haired young man rolled his eyes at the eager expressions on his friends’ faces.  He wasn’t looking forward to what was about to happen, but what he really didn’t understand was why they were.

“No, YOU’RE the loser.  That’s why we’re doing this,” Tim corrected.  The stocky, dark-skinned jock folded his meaty arms expectantly across his wide torso, his ample thighs spread in a wide-legged...

Bath Bomb

Nick dozed in the ruddy water, the powdery, floral perfume working its way up his nose before falling down his spine as a pleasant shiver.  The smell had been overpowering at first but now it just reminded the muscled brunette of Nora.  Or, more specifically, all the things they’d done together, and to each other, in bed.  He missed the erotic adventures with his ex more than he did her as a person, but, as his aching cock would attest, at least he’d always have the memorie...

Fruiting Bodies, ch. 8

Will stared at the screen, the oversized shorts and jockstrap hanging loose at his waist.  He was slimmer than he’d been in years, his current status as “slightly doughy” a fraction of the heaping mass he’d carried earlier that day.  The former jock had long ago stopped caring about how his ever-changing bulk presented itself to the world, though at the moment he dreaded the reduction.  Not for how it made him look, but due to the cause.  He’d never been more ter...

New Ebook

Hi Everyone,

Just a heads up that I put together a new ebook to feed the Amazon algorithm while I was laid up last weekend.  This is a short volume collecting three fantasy themed stories: Up From the Depths, Pretty and Afterlife.  I'm going to try and work on more of those this year because they're surprisingly fun to write, but in the meantime this one is up for those who are interested.  

Hashtag Beginning

This was posted as a vignette back in the fall, but this is another series I'm thinking about dusting off so I wanted to post it for everyone.  A bit of a prequel to the Hashtag series that ran on here.  Let me know if this is a world you'd like to see more of! 

“The Cosmotron will literally change the world!  It’ll revolutionize everything!  Everything! True proof of the multiverse!  This makes space exploration look like cave paintings!  ...

Currently Watching

While I'm taking it easy over the next few days I'm finally getting around to that Archive 81 series on Netflix and holy crap is this show fun.  Never listened to the podcast, but this is like a greatest hits of cosmic horror.  You guys probably know about it already because I'm perpetually late to these things, but it's definitely relevant to some interests here if anyone's looking for something to watch.    

Schedule Update

Hi Everyone,

Quick heads up - I had the follow up to last month's procedure yesterday, so things will be quiet around here for the next few days while I bounce back from that.  Hope to be up and running again by no later than mid-week next week, but if it's quieter than usual that's why.  

Also, I know there are readers from all over the world on here, so I just want to say to anyone impacted that I hope you and your loved ones are staying safe in light of current events...

Afterlife

“Hold the line!  I think this is the last of them,” Aric cried, a brawny arm flexing as he vaulted the nearby tombstone.  His mud-slick boots slammed into a rotting chest, staggering the zombie long enough for his gleaming sword to swing around and finish it off.  The enchanted blade had cost a small treasury, draining a month’s worth of loot that the russet-haired adventurer had purloined during countless hours of dungeon diving.  Gold, gems, antiques; he’d traded...

Fruiting Bodies, ch. 7

“Looks like another successful launch,” Tom called as he stepped out of the elevator.  It was one of the private ones, connecting only the three top floors that he, Will and Dave shared, which made his naked state less of a concern.  Not that it ever really registered as such.  In the eight years since his once-brawny body had become a constantly shifting reflection of what others desired, the former jock’s concept of modesty had changed on a fundamental level.  He s...

New Faith, Inc.: Dial Now

James didn’t know where he was headed.  He knew where he was going, he had a physical destination in mind, but as far as the big picture went his future was a giant question mark.  He’d just done a ten-year stint in federal lockup for helping his con-artist father defraud an impressive amount of would-be investors, though James now realized he was just as much a victim as the rest of them.  It came out during the trial that his dad had been planning all along to take the mo...

Letters (vignette)

“A, B, C, D, E, F, G…what, oh what, shall I give to thee?”

Chad’s heart was beating so fast the young man didn’t know how he was still conscious.  After what just happened to his friends he hoped he actually wasn’t, that it was all just a nightmare, but he’d never had such a vivid dream in his life.  If anything, his senses were hyperacute, pushed far beyond their normal levels by the terror welling within his frozen frame.  With his wide eyes he could pract...

The Mechanism

“Have you heard of the Antikythera Mechanism?”

Nasir raised an eyebrow.  “The antique-a-what,” he asked with a short laugh, his grin quickly fading when Professor Hasting’s stern expression remained unmoved.

“An-tuh-kuh-thee-ra.”  The older man enunciated each chunk as if he was speaking to a child.  Though he had no doubt that the college senior thought of himself as quite intelligent, Charles didn’t have much patience for smug pretty-boys like Nasi...

Fruiting Bodies, Interlude 1: Spore G+

“You’re actually taking that Spore shit?”  Aaron eyed the slim blister pack on Donny’s counter.  There was one capsule left, its blue, opaque bottom half adorned with a stylized “G+” while the clear top half showed the greenish brown powder inside.

Donny flexed a steely arm, the lean, ample muscle separating into distinct groupings.  “It doesn’t show?”  He nodded down at his bare torso, and the precision-crafted pecs that hung above a perfectly tape...

Short Pump

*** This was posted as a vignette over the summer, but I haven't had a chance to share it with everyone yet.  I'm still bouncing back from my procedure last week, so this seemed like a good time.  Should be back up to speed soon! ***

Brendan trembled, his heart racing as he waited for confirmation.  Ordinarily he’d be humiliated at standing so exposed in his current state, but after the pair of nightmarish weeks he’d gone well past the point of embarrassment ...

For the Price of One (vignette)

“I’d love to be surprised by this.  You know that, right?”  Sam gave an exasperated laugh as he eyed the tall blonde’s naked, chiseled frame.  He was already well acquainted with the other man’s ample, precision-sculpted muscle and the pendulous cock that hung between his friend’s solid thighs, and he’d never complain about an opportunity to see, or better yet experience, it in action.  With his dimpled chin, pouty lips, and razor cheekbones, Cooper was six f...

Vignette's on the way!

Hi Everyone,

Just a heads up - there'll be a short delay in the vignette that I was hoping to have up by now.  I've got a minor medical thing tomorrow that might lay me up for a few days, and my plan to get the vignette done beforehand was derailed by the day job being an absolute cluster for the last two weeks.  I'm working on a fun idea and I don't want to rush, so it'll be up ASAP.  

Thank you for your patience!

Curse of the Magenta Eyes: Rub It In

For decades, Bill thought he’d done the impossible.  They said the Curse of the Magenta Eyes was inescapable.  Once it started, there was no going back.  All a person could do was watch through glowing eyes as their lives crumbled, or at the very least underwent significant changes.  But not Bill.

He’d run.  He’d bolted as soon as he saw the magenta hue in the mirror.  He’d heard that it wasn’t uncommon for others to get roped in, so when his room...