Bethany walked cautiously behind Cindy as she led her down the shining interior of the imaginary vessel. Bethany walked behind the woman nervously. She had suddenly transformed into a different person twice since she had arrived, and Bethany was on on guard lest she should abruptly change again. Bethany decided to follow at a short distance. Cin...
2022-06-20 04:35:20 +0000 UTC View PostThey smiled. All three. Wendy felt her blood run cold when she saw them. It wasn't a warm smile of sympathy, nor a dreamy smile of bliss. It was the smile of someone who waiting for you to get the joke, and knew you wouldn't like it when you did.
“Well, if this doesn't satisfy you...I suppose we could be a little more generous.” said t...
2022-06-13 04:01:47 +0000 UTC View PostThanks for your patience. As is so often the case, this story ended up being longer than I anticipated, so I'll release it in chunks. Don't worry, you won't have to wait as long for the second part. I hope you enjoy.
“Ma'am?” asked Wendy Freeman meekly. “I have finished in the kitchen. Will that be all for today?”
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2022-06-07 21:39:17 +0000 UTC View PostThank you for your patience during the month of hiatus. New chapters and stories will be up soon.
I've decided to have a somewhat more structured approach to posting here, so that you'll know what to expect from me in the future, and can hold me to a rough schedule. Going forward, I commit to:
-Post at least 15,000 words ...
2022-06-01 11:56:12 +0000 UTC View PostI regret to inform you that no new content will be posted during the month of May. All payments have been paused until June 1st, so there is no need for action on your part. I feel that I need to re-focus on other important aspects of my life for a little while, and perhaps give my creative juices a chance to replenish. I thank you all for accom...
2022-04-30 16:11:53 +0000 UTC View PostTina rummaged through her purse. Her heart was pounding, and she had a prickling feeling all over her skin, as though she were being attacked by a swarm of microscopic wasps. She gritted her teeth as she ran through her mental checklist. She had her wallet, her keys, her driver's license, make-up, chap stick, pacifier...
She shoved the las...
2022-04-28 01:17:51 +0000 UTC View PostTina sat on the couch. She tried to close her eyes and shut out all distractions. She was on unpaid leave from work, which was common these days. Her eyes were puffy and red from crying. That was also getting pretty common.
Not everyone was affected equally by the ads. There were a few who appeared to not be affected at all. Tina knew that...
2022-04-24 14:23:13 +0000 UTC View Post“I wanna watch cartoons, Mommy!” declared Madison, as Clara cleared the table.
“Sure thing, sweety. You have fun.”
Madison took Bethany by the hand and effortlessly hauled her to her feet. Bethany was annoyed at being moved around so easily, but she was starting to get used to her new lack of bodily autonomy. She had little m...
2022-04-18 23:34:28 +0000 UTC View Post(Turquoise waves crash on a beach of warm, white sand. The sun shines overhead. Far away, the seagulls call to one another. The lilting music of distant pipes begins to softly play. A young woman with a friendly, soothing voice begins to speak.)
Narrator: Are you feeling overwhelmed by the demands of modern life? D...
2022-04-14 15:37:19 +0000 UTC View PostDonna Silverstone heard a window open. She wouldn't normally have thought anything of this. Her daughter, Rachael, was home from college for the weekend and staying in a the guestroom across the hall, so she had probably just opened the window to get some air.
Donna turned over in bed, wrapping the blankets tightly around herself. It was a...
2022-04-08 15:38:49 +0000 UTC View Post“Q-questions?” Bethany muttered weakly, furrowing her brow. It felt like the room was spinning softly around her.
“Yes. About all this. You know, the fairy, the house, where you are, that sort of thing.” said Madison, as if it were all the most ordinary thing in the world.
Bethany inhaled sharply. She felt all of the emotions...
2022-04-06 21:42:37 +0000 UTC View PostMadison's room was eye-wateringly pink. Even when she had been a little girl herself, Bethany had never had a room that looked so stereotypically girly. Disney Princesses smiled from nearly every available surface: the bedspread, the posters on the walls, the many shelves of toys, the pillow cases, the rug, the lampshades. The only indication th...
2022-03-31 15:45:16 +0000 UTC View PostBethany Rudenko jogged through the crisp morning air, trying to focus on breathing through her nose. With heavy footfalls, she stomped down a paved footpath that ran through a narrow but pleasantly green stretch of park. The path ran beside an irrigation ditch that might have passed for a stream if not examined too closely. In many ways, she fel...
2022-03-28 06:42:34 +0000 UTC View PostCynthia Matthews
It was in the wee hours of the morning when I finally left Special Containment for the first time in almost a decade. They had occasionally flown me out to various hospitals around Utopia over the nearly twenty years since I had passed under the Archway. It was rare that they found a patient who needed the use of my powers...
2022-03-21 04:48:58 +0000 UTC View PostI took a long, final breath before tapping the button. With a soft click, the most powerful person in Utopia appeared on my screen. “Thank you for agreeing to speak with me, your highness.” I said, trying to sound respectful, but unafraid. “I'm sure you are very...”
“What is it, Hubble?” interrupted the silver-haired woman in d...
2022-03-13 15:52:16 +0000 UTC View PostA light, non-canonical "What-If" modification of one of my earlier works. I hope you enjoy.
Mrs. Danika Davis tossed and turned in her bed. It was late July, and the night was swelteringly hot. Her air conditioning was out, and the earliest it could be repaired was next week. A fan and an open window just w...
2022-03-08 01:23:10 +0000 UTC View PostAgain, thank you for your patience. I know I haven't been posting as much as I ought to, and I'm grateful to you all for bearing with me. I promise to publish more regularly from here on out. More chapters of the major series are in the pipeline. In the meantime, here is the most requested (by a very thin margin) alternate ending/extension. I ho...
2022-03-03 03:19:52 +0000 UTC View PostSince I received only limited feedback on my Invitation for Constructive Criticism post (Thank you, Bear and Josh Stack), I will try a different approach. Of the stories that have been completed on this site (it's a short list, I know), which ones do you wish had ended differently, and how? Leave your suggestion in the form of a comment, and be ...
2022-02-24 18:41:17 +0000 UTC View PostThank you for your patience.
I leaned against the playpen to rest a little after converting Duchess Cross. Not that the conversion itself had tired me out. If anything, I felt too energetic. I had been a little uncomfortable before I had stolen Cross' enhanced strength and intellect, but now, the discomfort was beginn...
2022-02-23 01:52:32 +0000 UTC View PostIt's been a while since I've done one of these, and since we've had a few new patrons join recently, I think the timing is right. In the comments, please express your views on what you'd like to see more of or less of in my stories, what has or hasn't worked for you, and suggest what you'd like to see in the future. You can also message me direc...
2022-02-15 23:45:56 +0000 UTC View PostIn a place that connects to the mundane realm through a series of green doors rather than by any conventional spacial relationship, a woman wearing a pink cowgirl costume and a thick, white diaper opened a pink door marked with pictures of several teddy bears. Taking a deep breath, she floated inside. Due to the standard dress code of the area, ...
2022-02-15 01:04:20 +0000 UTC View PostFrancesca Charles poured herself a cup of tea and sat down in her favorite easy chair, wrapping a blanket around herself. It was almost bedtime, but there was still time to sit and read for a little while first. She lifted her cup and saucer to her nose and inhaled deeply, enjoying the mingled scents of mint and chamomile. She set the tea aside ...
2022-02-14 05:32:39 +0000 UTC View PostLucy stared out the window of the bus. At least she had a window seat today. She would have liked to live a little closer to work, but sadly the library did not pay the kind of salary one would need to live within five miles of it. A familiar church spire slowly drifted past. The sky was pleasantly overcast. As always, and she hoped it would rai...
2022-02-12 05:25:49 +0000 UTC View PostI think it's pretty clear by now that I have no idea how long a story is going to be when I start it. Hope it was worth the wait.
Molly Brannon, Professional Model
“Welcome back, ladies! Ready to finish up?” said Jared. I could tell his pleasant demeanor was phony and forced, but something i...
2022-02-04 21:14:18 +0000 UTC View PostI must apologize, ladies and gentlemen. Still working on the ending. The Finale will be up soon.
Natalie Divine, Director of Special Projects, A.T.I.S.
I felt my heart beat faster and faster until it was almost painful. I felt so alive! I could hardly believe how beautiful the look on Molly's face was as s...
2022-02-01 06:28:10 +0000 UTC View PostNatalie Divine, Director of Special Projects, A.T.I.S.
I wonder what Jared would think if he had any notion of what I have in store. Of course, I had to maintain the illusion that my interest in his work was entirely professional. But as I watched the device's turret slowly zero in on her face, I felt my skin begin to heat...
2022-01-30 00:17:01 +0000 UTC View PostI'm planning to finish this one by the end of the month, released in three sections. No AB/DL stuff in this first section, I'm afraid. Trying out a first-person story with multiple viewpoint characters. Let me know what you think in the comments.
Natalie Divine, Director of Special Projects, A.T.I.S.
My he...
2022-01-28 01:06:07 +0000 UTC View PostChristine drifted in and out of consciousness. Chained beside her former friend, the days passed slowly and bitterly. Despite being given nothing to do, Christine never had a moment's peace. All her feelings began to melt together. Her rage at being betrayed yet again by the same 'friend' that she had chosen to magnanimously forgive. Her guilt f...
2022-01-21 22:57:29 +0000 UTC View PostRain beat gently against the roof. Lucy set her steaming cup of tea down on the coffee table to steep. It had been a long day, and she was thrilled to be able to curl up on the couch with a good book after spending most of the day manning the help desk at the library. Some would consider reading after working at the library to be a little redund...
2022-01-15 06:42:01 +0000 UTC View PostThis will be the last episode of The Archway for a little while. I'm sure some of you are eager to see other storylines be updated as well. Still, I couldn't pause until I had finished the long-awaited Duchess Cross scene. As always, thank you and I hope you enjoy.
Finally, I was ready to drop the bombshell I had been sitting on...
2022-01-09 02:35:57 +0000 UTC View Post