We Dream The Moon

Originally featured in the excellent erotic art book by Monstrifex: https://monstrifex.itch.io/beasts-within where it is superbly formatted and accompanied by a soundtrack I wrote for the project.

A woman named Shama is hired to investigate and infiltrate a strange enigmatic cult known as The Astral Watchers in order to recover a noble woman who has been kidnapped by these strange witches. She uses her social skills to persuade and deceive her way into the cult only to discover the dark grip their focus has and how easily one can be converted from apathetic to fully enraptured. The moon sings a sweet song so few can hear, what if you were to open your ears to it and join it in resonating?

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Fraud Correction

Fraud Correction

A Twisted Tale from The Dark Skies
(Thumbnail art by Puptini : https://www.furaffinity.net/view/35313782/ )

            From town to town, village to village, people made their living. In the tattered ruins of the broken world, little settlements eek out a living worthwhile. They farm and delegate, build and aspire, and all this builds to the gathering of coin and currency to enter the world of trade. And what was most enjoyable, delectable, and fascinating about these hardy people? How easy they were to rob blind.

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Last Clutch of Reality

The power outage killed her phone. Tessa tugged herself out of bed with that lethargic rising like the world was being repainted for you as you woke. As it all loaded into being, Tessa became aware that she wasn’t awakened to the dulcet tones of a song called Wake Up You’re Dying, a song that starts with what can only be described as a ‘thrash against reality.’ That made her nervous as she walked out into her drab and dark apartment with wood floors cold against her bare feet.

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Unearthed Corruption

            Gloria lifted her skirt and scurried over to push her bare loins against the metal device. The lass looked a wee bit nervous at what was going on, but she had volunteered for giving her scientist friend a helping hand. Professor Penelope was running her hands through her clipboard papers, positioned at a “runaway safely but stand reassuringly” distance away from Gloria who stood conjoined to the strange machine.

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A Challenge You Lose For Fun

A Challenge You Lose for Fun

            It was a very exciting year for The Gym Challenge. Endless pools of new contenders have flowed through the Galar Region to an extend never before seen. A versatile and verdant field of flourishing trainers, each with their own stylings, methods, and motives. Sonia had trouble keeping up with them all, which troubled her. True passions for her lied with becoming a professor of Pokemon, a researcher of history, an unveiler of secrets. But at the moment she was just enjoying some tea inside the Pokemon Center.

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Saltyween 2019

[Tea Club] Futaba thought she was so clever, playing mad scientist by hacking into Aigis and trying to turn the combat android into her personal servant, but nothing like accidentally tripping a conversion protocol to find yourself getting fucked by a cyber-horsecock and getting converted into a fellow machine.

The rain was falling just outside her window. Futaba could barely believe what it was that she was toying with. It was that miraculous nature that was drawing her in deeper, the silvery strands of auspicious fortune dragging her down into the quicksand of foolish mistakes. Through a panel of the dormant android, Futaba clawed her way around with growing expertise. “Wow… This thing is incredible! And gorgeous too!” She snickers. “I bet I can get it to clean my room tons. Just gotta figure out how to respect its skillset… Ah, there we go!” She flicked a switch and ran back to her laptop on her bed to try and figure out if anything changed.  

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Tipsy Pixie Prompts

TIPSY PIXIE PROMPTS

THE MENU: https://docs.google.com/document/d/14zwKXgUwcQrmLOwaq-r5imUc28HbM7E9Rk_MSwSrLAs/edit?usp=sharing

Eztella arrived at the bar on time. Well, she was on time mainly because she was the one who was opening the bar, running it until close, and also just so happened to own it. The posh slime girl adjusted her pink tie and retrieved her keys from inside one of her wobbly blue slime tits.

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