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A Brief History of the Silver Rebellion, Part I

A Brief History of the Silver Rebellion, as recorded by Fabula Narrantem.

Part I

To the best of their knowledge, the gods of the Golden Pantheon were the first of their kind. If any evidence exists to prove otherwise, neither we nor they possessed the necessary wisdom, insight or learning to perceive what it was. Those early days are shrouded in mystery and uncertainty, for until the ascent of Qui Verum Dicit, god of truth, no-one truly bothered to make a concerted effort to recor...

Update - 14/05/2022

Hey everyone! Just a little update, since I suspect that the stories have been a bit sparse for the Daylight Crowd since most of the pieces I've put out recently have been 'after hours' fare. There are more public stories in the works - so fear not!

I still have almost twenty stories for folks on my list that I'm working through steadily, and they'll be up here when their intended readers have had the chance to check through them. But for those who are keen for something more...

Animal Crossing: Place of Power

Author's Note: This piece is in 'After Hours' mostly because of the personal nature of the scenario it depicts and the vibe it seeks to create. If you are unfamiliar with the series and setting of 'Animal Crossing', it is unlikely to make much sense! 

Content warning would be 'Accidental Domination' 'Size' and 'Pet Play'... sort of.

Enjoy!

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Diva had been one of the trio who initially signed the deal to come make a home on the is...

Showdown at Drivver

Sunlight beat down on the dusty town of Drivver, barely slowed by the clouds of displaced sand kicked up amidst the bandit raid. Boots thudded over wood as the half-dozen armed outlaws slung supplies over the backs of their horses, everything from gold to grain, from booze to bread; nothing they could carry was left behind for the townsfolk of the single-street community.

Desperation permeated the air as the denizens of Drivver watched the scene helplessly. The town’s sheriff lay flat...

Gripping Read - After Hours

Author's Note: This story was a commission for a friend, and is posted with her consent. It contains sexual themes and acts that involve tentacles. If such things are unappealing to you, turn back now!

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An eager glint glittered in Tina’s eyes as she set the musty old tome down on the oaken table of her laboratory. Ancient runes on its cover twisted in the corners of her eyes even as the depths of the book seemed to whisper to her, urging her to open it a...

Ophelia and the Encounter at the Bridge

Ophelia shielded her eyes, blinking through the dazzling glare of the setting sun as she tried to get a look at the two figures blocking her path. The figure on the left was a squat, bulky silhouette against the light, while the one on the right was little more than a tall, brawny shape looming beside their colleague. She had an impression of glinting metal plates strapped crudely over leather garments; the taller figure topped with an old-fashioned bucket helmet while his companion’s bald ...

Jules - After Hours

Content Warning: This is a 'Size Kink' story with elements of Shrinking, Unaware, Cruelty, Humiliation, Fart-Play and Death. If you are distressed by such things, look away now.

Author's Note: This story was written for a fellow size-content creator called 'Jules', who can be found on Twitter with the handle @Jules68677161 - and is posted with her enthusiastic consent. 

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Blood pounds in my head as my feet pound along the woodwork of t...

GM Notes: The Dya'Jin and the Flen

For many years, the Dya'Jin Empire was an expanding power in the  distant stars, conquering system after system with their secret weapon: a genetically engineered race of fast-growing,  swift-spreading creatures known as the Flen. Despite their miniature size, typically being no bigger than a pebble or a small stone, the Flen were a force to be reckoned with, able to act in frightening unison thanks to the scientific genius of their masters. 

The Dya'Jin would seed a &nbs...

S3 - Chapter 1: Ancient History Club

Deep within the labyrinthine shelves of the university library, Piper Bentley trotted the last few paces to her destination, puffing with the exertion of lugging the vast stack of books. The dozen old tomes hit the table with a resounding ‘THOOM’, thoroughly drowning out the hushed chatter of the other students.

“Glad you could join us, Miss Bentley.” A mildly stern voice spoke from the far end of the table, dark brown eyes peering out from beneath thick spectacles whose rims we...

The Scrumping Giant

Ophelia sat up in her bed, startled awake by the distant snap of branches in the orchard. The sound was faint, but the  distinct noise set her heart-rate aflutter once more.

“He’s back.” She breathed, shooting a furtive glance at the crack beneath her door as she rose from her mattress as slowly as possible, hoping to  avoid any squeak of coiled springs. Silent as the wind whispering  through her open window, Ophelia shed her night gown and set about  donning t...