Revaramek the Resplendent: Chapter Twelve
\*\*\*\*\* Chapter Twelve \*\*\*\*\* Mirelle slept deeply through the night, and woke feeling refreshed. It was unusual for her to sleep so well, though she certainly wasn’t going to complain. Images from vivid dreams lingered in her mind as she lay...
A Warm Smile
Soundlessly, flakes of snow dance in the world beyond the pane of glass, the quiet bustle of the café keeping me company as my eyes dart amongst the words of my novel, my free paw occasionally reaching down to bring my styrofoam cup to my lips. The...
A New Job - Part 2
"cranial conversion complete, proceeding with exterior limb dimensions. organ conversion 65%." still feeling numb, stardust lay there staring at the shiny surface of his new body things would be changing inside of him he knew.
A New Job - Part 3
As an orientation officer he'd mostly be working on new sites like this one or in va conversion centres so would receive power from the building mainframe.
16: Heat of the Conversation
**Chapter 16: Heat of the Conversation** ‘_Pick him, fight some morons, get out._’ Carmesi nodded at the oversimplified version of what she established to go for together with her subordinates. Nothing too risky, nothing too complicated. And...
Spring and Fall: To A Grown Woman
Mary really didn't want to be rude, but her shift had been grueling and her tips had been low that night, and her mind just couldn't form the words that would convey that she'd really just like to be left alone to smoke in peace to the little rat child...
Conversion 6: Allies
He kept his ears facing forward to cut down on the chance that he'd be accused of eavesdropping on various conversations on the way his boss's office.
Seth and the Soul
In the interminable blackness of the Void, the two figures sat in quiet contemplation, one with his legs folded such that the tops of his feet rested on his knees and his paws hanging just above them, and the other on his armored knees, blazing sword...
Teacup, Down On The Farm
Petal had met the librarian once, briefly, during her conversion.
Conversational Catch-Up
A poem i wrote a while ago about my anxiousness surrounding conversations that i find myself coming back to now and again for how perpetual a problem it is and how that still bothers me.
Bound In Beast Flesh -- Conversion
You confront Shanon sternly. "You've been filling his head with fantasies about this, haven't you?" Shifting into vulpeanthrope form, she raises an arm across her breasts, perhaps in defense, and giggles. "He's asked me all about being a ladyfox,...
Cinnamon 11: Lost and Found
Cinnamon's tail-tip flicked with anxiety. She was leading Sabine along a lane on the village outskirts, both of them wearing simple pullovers and dark jeans, a small pack slung over the dog's shoulder. What had her on edge was that neither of them had...