Nyandemic Story, pt. 22
I hunched forward, tail lashing moodily, and heaved an aggravated sigh. It was a little later in the morning. I'd gotten as far as bagging up my laundry, then got stuck in a loop, alternating between pacing around the living room, trying to figure...
Nyandemic Story, pt. 16
After a while, she turned on the TV at a low volume, channel-surfing 'til she ended up on a foreign-language news broadcast featuring some weaselly guy in a God-awful polo shirt. It was hard to stay focused - so much more comfortable to just lie here...
Nyandemic Story, pt. 15
## 7. Troubled Dreams It was Monday morning when my brain started working properly again; the fog lifted all at once, in a horrible flash of clarity. Nicole had been grooming me, and as usual for the last couple days, I'd found myself nuzzling into...
Nyandemic Story, pt. 14
I watched her for a little while longer, but I was starting to get bored and a little irritated. Weren't we going to do, y'know, grooming and stuff? Honestly, I could kinda go for that; it wasn't like I _needed_ anybody to care for me, but something in...
Nyandemic Story, pt. 13
It was just as well that the meeting ran for a typical minor eternity, because I hardly got a thing done for the remainder of my shift. I simply couldn't stay focused on work; my brain was too fogged, and I was so twitchy and addled that it was a...
Nyandemic Story, pt. 8
## 4. One Little, The problem with staying isolated indefinitely is that entropy never sleeps. You can be completely stocked with provisions and everything you'd ever want for entertainment, but the moment a pipe bursts, you've got to call in the...
Nyandemic Story, pt. 11
There was a long pause. "S'pose nyat," she said at last, sighing. "Just seems silly for people to have to stay all cooped-up overrr something that isn't even, like, deadly or anything..." "Well, nobody's _thrilled_ about it," I sighed,...
Nyandemic Story, pt. 10
## 5. Two Little, The morning sun glared brightly through the cracks in my eyelids as I fumbled my way to consciousness. I'd gotten entangled in the sheets almost completely, and I had that tell-tale psychic hangover you get from a bad dream you can't...
The Chronicles of the Seven: Overview
They are genes that resurface after many generations and they come in the form of features such as feral genitalia, multiple breasts or the more common atavisms like recessive genes from several generations up the family tree.