Old Home, Part 2

Despite the monstrous, pulsing infection running through his forearm, Neil maintained a degree of clarity, that told him to be cautious, as he stepped out into the hall. Some ungodly elevator music was playing faintly as he poked the door open and...

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Monster Called Man

"That's despicable. And you 'worship' this entity?" "The concept, anyway. We worship the strength our animals provide us." "And you... 'turn' yourselves into these things?" "You would see it no differently; converting to any other faith." "Few...

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Old Home, Part 4

It was a surreal sensation. Neil stood there in that kitchen, an alien expression of indifference crossing his face. For a moment, he had been a machine. For a moment, just before landing the killing blow--he had been disconnected from empathy,...

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HIVE Mother - Chapter 3

Doggy smells filled the air--and she caught sight of her husband at last--warming his hands over a barrel of burning trash. Her three oldest boys circled and greeted the newcomer that had joined their mother, sniffing each other's butts, hackles raised...

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Some Thoughts About Myself, Humanity, And Furries.

Yes, I do think that we can be boisterous, overly bold, and write shaggy-dog stories. Yes, I do think that we are longing, lustful humans, many of which have been deprived of company for far too long. Some of us can be mean, cruel, teasing, taunting,...

Dog Days

Jonah, I’m ready to… to tell you about her. If you still want to know. There are two things I need to say first though: one, I need to tell it to you all at once. Without interruptions. And, two, I can’t start with her. I have to go back to my first...

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Owning My Humanity -- Commitment

"Eventually we all have to make commitments to the things we hold dear, or risk losing them entirely." I had thought about this, and questioned--'do I value being a person'? On the one hand, you have expression, art, communion with friends and...

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The Why of Werewolves

No, not how they treat you--not even what they think of you... Just, to not understand, that joy! How to show them? How your pants tent like an erection, tail bursting free, As your frame doubles, triples in size... Maybe... maybe with a bite? ...

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[SCRAP] Magical Rapture!

The year and time are unknown. The world? Yours and mine. Heaven has come crashing down to earth; the Christian Rapture has come at last! Only, the heavenly cosmos was not ready for joining hands with its creations down on Earth! It was not the...

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Dispersal of the Prince

"Why don't you embrace this power--let it overcome you--turn you into the foul-smelling creature that you can be..." "Disgusting!" "It feels fantastic, though--the power of an animal." "No, give me back my hands!" "They're not yours anymore. They...

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Owning My Humanity -- Anxiety

I am in a considerable deal of ongoing pain--and while that's not a particularly engaging way to solicit an audience--pain being what it is--I feel it important to qualify my position. My pain is that of concentration, and of feeling it constantly...

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Come With Us To Gomorrah, Opportunity Knocks But Once

What is the reality we dream of? I sat pondering this, scraped and scarred in the dust, as I watched my fellow man putting bullets through each other's brains. On a better day, in a better context, maybe it was giving your life for your country, or...

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