Senz'anima - Desperate Creation
"Not with the sword and pistol, not with the flute, not with the hammer and chisel nor the brush," the great lynx rumbled, "not with shaped gold or silver or spilt blood have I ever found such... satisfaction as I have in molding a bit of clay with a...
Tabetha's Diary
[Exhibit C: A document labeled "Tabetha's Diary," transcribed for Mr. Roderick Engels' trial.] Wednesday, Jan. 19 Rod says that I should try keeping a journal. He thinks it might help with my memories. I don't really know what to write, though....
A Learning Experience Pt. 4
Ardanis felt... lost. No. He'd been lost when his evening started, wandering the old clubs trying to find... what? Some pussy, he supposed. Someone that could be better than Naira? Not likely. But, apparently, that was supposed to be what he had been...
The Legend of the Hunter
Deep in an unnamed stretch of humid woods, in a valley far from any road, a single man once lived as a hunter. He mostly hunted the wild boar in the area, fearsome creatures that could grow as tall at the shoulder as he, and three times as stout. He...
Another Lesson Pt. 2
He could glimpse her, or what he thought was her, lingering just out of sight. A dark form turning, gentle curves glimpsed in motion before disappearing. Her soft giggle of amusement might just prickle at Lith's ear, and even as he drifted on the edge...
Senz'Anima - Quiet Indulgence
Of all the things to find in a box, Luca found a boy. He had thought himself ready for anything, after the last several boxes had been full of smutty drawings, illicit publications, smeared ledgers, and a great deal of rope in various fine weaves. Of...
The Girls' Pt. 7
Most "surprises" with the girls Ardanis knew involved large things squeezing inside him, so he had reason to be wary when Andrea invited him to come over, claiming she had some kind of present. It didn't help his suspicions when she came to the door...
Sent Down Pt. 4
The black Sharpie retractable fine point permanent marker held a special meaning at Dragged Under. When Pandora had a fresh specimen of this fine brand of marker waiting for the coyote on his next visit, he was not particularly impressed, but giggles...
Sent Down Pt. 3
"Who is it?" Came the answer from behind the door. Despite the constant ooze of seed mucking up the insides of his jeans, the soreness of his still-leaking tailhole, and his general indignance at being hauled around by the arm behind this elk palooka,...
The Girls' Pt. 6
The sweet cool of aggressive air conditioning swept the muggy heat of summer from Ardanis' cheeks in a sudden rush, leaving him tingling as he stepped into the theater with a sigh. At his side, Ginger gave a rather familiar moan, apparently enjoying...
The Girls' Pt. 5
Ardanis' favorite part about hanging out with Andrea wasn't the sports-- not exactly. It certainly helped keep him in shape, and he was pretty good at most things she dragged him to the sports center for. Tennis was certainly no exception, so he'd had...
The Girls' Pt. 4
It was getting damned hard to ignore it. Ardanis tried to push his attention elsewhere, but blindfolded and bound, there wasn't a whole lot to distract him. The chair was plenty familiar-- he had put it through quite the workout over the course of his...