The Victor's Cup - Chapter 4: Enter the Fray
After all, what's sleep when you have the victor's cup to run? * * * dusty woke up with a start. he had been having the same dream every night ever since he had unwittingly signed himself up for the victor's cup.
The Victor's Cup - Chapter 3: Showmanship
"a lot has changed since then, turning this morbid deathmatch into a civilized sporting event," the narration continued as out of ashes rose a trophy cup, the emblem of the victor's cup. "without further ado, we bring you, the victor's cup!"
The Victor's Cup - Chapter 2: Preparations
Each tithing slot in the victor's cup was a slot that an unwilling participant could end up in. the least he could do is reduce the amount of pain that the cup inflicted on its tithes each year.
Breeders Cup Champs
Thank you all for competing in this year's breeders cup!"
A cup of (tea?) with the therapist
#6 of a cup of coffee with the therapist hey! this is the next part in the "a cup of coffee with the therapist" series. warning: the story will get more narrative and less porny from this point forward.
Morning Cup (Poetry)
You poured a morning cup and i knew it was the one, because you woke the morning up with your passion and your love.
Not your cup of tea
He poured tea into the cup not placed before one of the seats on the other side of his desk. "here, have some tea, frost. calm your nerves. the tiger looked at his employer for a moment, before taking the offered cup and saucer.
Fluids and a cup of TF
She gave him the cup of thee and sat next to him with her own cup. "thanks." and mike took a sip. "hmm... it tastes funny but good." "hehe, it's my specialty." faylen took a sip from her own cup. "oh man, this really tastes good!"
A cup of coffee with the therapist
#1 of a cup of coffee with the therapist this is the beginning of a short series that i will be posting from now on. it's a story that has been in my mind for a while and that i've wanted to share for a few years now.
Shut The Full Cup
* * * The boy, older now, surrounded by others in a playground. Shouting, angry faces. "You embarrassed me on purpose!" A flying fist, the boy knocked to the ground. Anger, hurt in the voice. "I didn't know what was going on! I was...
A (?????) cup of coffee with the therapist
#5 of a cup of coffee with the therapist (god, i've wanted to post this here for so long. it's taken me so long to write this story aaaaa) ahem. greetings and welcome to a new cup of coffee! hope you'll like this one.
The Victor's Cup - Chapter 1: The Tithing
Thank you for volunteering to be a tithe for this year's victor's cup," the machine informed him after a whir. wait. tithe? a sense of realization washed across his face as he sobered up slightly. victor's cup? the victor's cup?