thescreamingmoist

Corporate Growth

Matt’s heart started racing the instant the elevator doors opened.  That was Mr. Robert’s private elevator.  Any time the head of an organization this large stopped in for a visit was cause enough for anxiety, but Matt had more reason than most to be nervous.  He wished most of the accounting department hadn’t already left for the day and tried not to look guilty.  

“Hard at work?”  Mr. Roberts smile told Matt all he needed to know.  His personal assista...

Supplement (vignette)

Max kicked his pants off and stood awkwardly in front of his friend Taylor.  “I don’t know about this man…” 

Taylor had already stripped down to his tight, blue briefs and was waiting impatiently for Max to catch up.  “I’m not exactly stoked about the process either, but I really think this could work.”  

Max adjusted the small bulge in his white briefs and looked around his friend’s room as if other people were watching.  �...

New Interactive Update

There was definitely a clear winner to the last poll! The next interactive story will officially take place in the Something Wicked universe. 

I was out of town last week and am playing catch up for the next few days, but I'm excited to get started! This setting is ripe for all manner of interesting scenarios, so be thinking about what you'd like to see. It's a big, weird sandbox so just about anything is possible. 

As always, thanks for reading and for the support!

Bulking Down

**** This was another custom request.  If you're interested in one of your own, keep an eye out on the pledges for spaces to open! ****

“Six foot, 160 lbs.”  

“Yeah, I know,” Dylan said, sounding annoyed.  He’d been sitting in his underwear in his friend’s house for the past half hour while Jacob fiddled with various herbs and powders.  “Can I put my pants back on now?”  

Jacob laughed, not looking up.  “Oh, yeah.  You could’ve...

The Distributors

"So'd you seal the deal with what's-her-name last night?"  Nick turned the truck off the main road and down a narrow alley.   
 

"What do you think?"  Chuck laughed.  "There's a reason I was late this morning."   
 

"And yet I still managed to make it out of Sarah...Susan's?," he shrugged, "Susan's place and back home last night."  
 

"You weren't as drunk as I was."   
 

Nick flexed the muscula...

I Don't Practice Santeria, I Ain't Got No Crystal Ball

The light ringing when William opened the botanica

Mill Creek Tunnel, Part 2

~~~~ Conner ~~~~

“Uh…guys?”  Conner was determined not to panic as he heard his friends’ voices fade into the distance.  It didn’t sound like they were walking away from each other.  There were no footsteps in the silent cave, just fading voices like they were drifting apart.  Impossible as it was, he had a brief sensation of movement in the dark before he was left in silence.  

“Hey!  Anyone!  Where are you guys?!”  His voice just ec...

A Trip to the Cabin

Jason had been second guessing his decision to vis

Mill Creek Tunnel, Part 1

“Alright guys, time to get up!”  

Paul stirred at the sound of his friend’s voice.  The sleeping bag next to him was empty and the flap of their tent was open.  He squinted against the invading sunlight and saw Tom stretching and scratching his stomach sleepily.  

“You too, princess,” Tom said, sticking a foot in and kicking Paul’s leg.  

Paul fumbled out of the tent, rubbing the sleep from his eyes.  “What time is it?”  

“...

The Carnival, Part 1

***** This is a collab story with the ever-talented ChaoticDjinn.  If you aren't already following him, be sure to check out his page!  http://www.patreon.com/ChaoticDjinnv2 *****

The four young men had no idea where they were.  It was a new experience for all of them.  In the constantly connected world they’d grown up in, the thought that you could actually be lost, without a cell si...

Interactives - Poll

I'm wondering if people would instead prefer to remain anonymous in their voting, so let's try a poll instead. We got two nods for continuing Something Wicked as an interactive, but also take a look at the following options. 

Interactive Feedback

Hi Everyone,

Thinking about the next interactive story - are there any existing stories of mine that you'd like to see continue as an interactive?  Comment below if you'd like to see anything continue in that form.  I'm still trying to figure out the best way to make sure everyone is getting something out of them, so it's a work in progress.  If you've seen interactives done well on another page, throw that in the comments too!

Skipping Stones (Vignette)

“Damn it.”  The rock skittered across the top of the water, sinking just before reaching the other side.  “Why did I agree to this again?”  Nathan looked over at me with an embarrassed grin under his bushy beard.  He'd agreed to it because certain words had gone up in flames a few hours earlier, but I didn’t tell him that.  “Fine,” he sighed when all I did was raise an eyebrow.  I watched him fumble with the waist of his jeans.  He was barefoot, a...

A Little Bigger

*** This was a custom request.  If you're interested in one of your own, keep an eye out on the pledges.  I hope to make some more available next month. ***

This isn’t at all how I thought things would end up.  This certainly isn’t how I wanted them to.  All I wanted was to be a little bigger.  Now I can’t even leave the house much anymore.  It’s possible, but it’s a process that involves more than a little discomfort, and I never know how the...

Interactive: The Idol, final chapter

***** The winning vote last round was "Chris bottoms for Alex" and as I was writing, it seemed like a really good place to end it.  I've got some ideas for future interactives, but there's not enough time in the day to keep them going at the same time.  Thanks to everyone who voted on this one.  Keep an eye out for the next one to start. *****

“We’re just getting started,” Chris said, pulling Alex to his feet.  

“With whaaammppfff…” Alex was cut...

Wax

Dave came to staring at a reflection of his naked body. He didn’t remember opening his eyes; just darkness and then suddenly awake. He was standing upright but he couldn’t move. He couldn’t so much as blink or twitch. When he tried to yell nothing happened. It was only as he started to panic that he realized his heart wasn’t racing. It didn’t even feel like it was beating. Nor was he breathing. All he could do was stare in frozen horror at his reflection. The room was completely cov...

The Bottle

Sean eyed the bottle from across the room.  For th

Consolidating

Hi Everyone,

I'm going to be consolidating my stories onto this page over the next several days/weeks.  I've posted on a bunch of different sites over the years which many of you have probably seen, but in an effort to keep it all centralized I'm going to be putting them up here as well.  They'll be staying up on the other sites too, so don't worry about that.  This is just a heads up in case you wondered why you started seeing a bunch of old stories getting posted.  For ne...

Something Wicked

They'd heard the legend of the funhouse.  Everyone

Nick & Ted (vignette)

“I don’t know what came over me man, I just couldn’t help it.”  Nick strode back into the room with his enlarged package swinging between his legs.  I was letting him be more and more aware of what was going on and the confusion was evident on his face.  “We were driving back and it just hit me.  I…” he looked down, as if realizing for the first time that he was still naked.  He turned abruptly and quickly pulled open his dresser but froze when he saw its c...

The Dweller in the Pool

They’d been hiking through the jungle for a week since the plane dropped them off.  Nick wasn’t complaining, he loved hiking these tropical jungles more than anything, but he was starting to doubt whether they’d find what the professor was looking for.  “You sure you know what we’re doing out here, doc?”  

“Of course not,” the older man laughed.  “Do I ever?”  

Nick just shook his head and kept trudging through the humid undergrowth.  All...

Custom Story Update

Hi Everyone,

I hope you're all having a pleasant whenever it is that you're reading this!  All of the custom stories have gone out, so if you pledged for one in September, check your email.  Let me know if you didn't receive it so we can get that corrected ASAP.  

If you intend to keep your pledge at it's current level, send me a message and let me know what you'd like in your next story so I can get to work.  If you aren't going to pledge at that level again, please ...

Interactive: The Idol, ch. 6

*** You all really wanted him to become a dancer in this chapter!  It was a pretty close one, so I'll try to tie in the second place option at some point. ***

“I’ve been thinking about jobs for you, and with your new growth spurt I think you should put that body to good use.”  

Alex shrugged his friend’s hand off his bowling ball shoulder.  “What...like manual labor?  Construction?  I don’t know how to do any of that stuff.”  He blus...

Wish Candle (Vignette)

“Hey, so whatever happened to what’s-her-name…Erin? Kara?”  

“Erykah?”  Jeff kicked his shoes off and draped his carefully-hung work clothes over the back of a chair.   His baggy tshirt, whose sleeves and sides had been cut off, clung damp and heavy with sweat to his solid pecs and flat stomach.  After spending all day in dress clothes and a tie he felt like someone being freed from a straight jacket in his loose gym clothes.  “We’re not a thing an...

It's Academic: The Detectives

“I need them taken care of.  They’ve come around twice now.  They can’t pin anything but I really don’t need them digging.”  Josh watched Hank prance by in his new, perfect body, grinning from ear to ear.  That dim smile was always plastered across the former professor’s face now, and he never wore much more than the tiny yellow briefs he was currently spilling out of.  Until recently, he’d been a middle-aged college professor lamenting the onset of time an...

Interactive: The Idol, ch. 5

*** The winning option last time was "Instead of help, Chris decides what Alex needs is a new wardrobe. ***

Alex fumbled with his phone as he sent Chris a frantic text message.  His larger fingers felt sluggish and awkward hammering against a screen that felt too small in a widened grip.  He finally gave up and used the voice option.  

“Dude I think I need to go to the hospital or something I’m still getting bigger.” The words sounded even more bizarre out...

Custom Stories

Hi everyone,

For those of you who have pledged for custom stories, expect to see them in your inboxes at the first of the month.  If there's an email you'd like me to use other than the one linked to your Patreon accounts, message me and let me know.  I hope to make more slots available next month, so if you're interested, keep an eye out.  I'll let everyone know when that happens.  

A general word about custom scheduling - with the way Patreon is set up, if you pledg...

Making a Connection, ch. 2 (finale)

Dean’s eyes opened on the familiar scene of his dim bedroom.  Rob was sound asleep next to him, and nothing looked out of place, but the groggy man knew something was wrong.  It wasn’t until he sat up that he noticed he and Rob weren’t touching.  He panicked, expecting the pain to kick in.  Nothing came.  “Holy shit,” he let out the breath he’d been holding.  For the first time in weeks he and Rob weren’t touching each other.  He felt a wave of re...

Interactive: The Idol, ch. 4

*** The winner of the last poll was "Chris starts texting Alex with things to do around the apartment ***


Alex spent the rest of the morning in a daze. He eventually pulled himself off Chris’s bed and stumbled back out into the apartment. His whole body felt heavier than it should and his bigger thighs threw off his gait. The foreign underwear wasn't helping either. Chris’s briefs were much smaller than the boxer briefs he was used to, and his cock still twitched when he thought a...

A Trip to the Beach (vignette)

Kyle bounded down the beach, the early morning sun filtering weakly through the dense fog surrounding him.  His long, powerful legs propelled him over the sand as easily as if it were smooth pavement.  Only the sweat running down through the dark, matted hairs on his bare chest and down his broad back betrayed his exertion.  He'd lost track of how many miles he'd covered.  The house they'd rented was already on a relatively remote corner of the island, and while equall...