"Over near the bar, Lord Bertrand, mingling with the other guests." Colin pointed to three muscular young men who appeared to be naked. A closer look revealed form-fitting, clear-rubber costumes covering their bodies from head to toe. The only openings were holes for their eyes and an inch-long slit for their mouths. Hayden Bertrand-Doyle caught sight his Great-Uncle. He tapped Troy and Chance and they walked over to greet their host. Lord Bertrand admired the suits - so anatomically perfect for each boy and so revealing. The costumes fit like a second skin and gave their bodies the appearance of marble.
In the "Transgender" folder:
Lord Bertrand's Party
Fragments.ws is devoted to adult-themed, SCI-FI and Speculative Fiction. In most of these stories, men are turned into statues, animals, mythological creatures, and other transformations.
Sunday, October 28, 2007
(WT 31) Frankie and Robin
It was Halloween night, but there'd been no trick or treaters at the home of Frankenstein, who was about to go to bed when the doorbell rang. He opened the peephole.
"Pizza delivery." A handsome young man crowned with golden curls, waxed and polished horns curved up over his head and cloven feet stood holding a checkered pizza box. His smile charmed. His eyes invited. Frankenstien scowled, or tried to.
"Pizza delivery." A handsome young man crowned with golden curls, waxed and polished horns curved up over his head and cloven feet stood holding a checkered pizza box. His smile charmed. His eyes invited. Frankenstien scowled, or tried to.
Saturday, October 27, 2007
Dogs At Midnight (WT 30)
It was Halloween night, but there'd been no trick or treaters at the home of Ayden Cain. The mark warned the living. He was about to go to bed when the doorbell rang. Dressed only in boxers, he opened the door. Death, master of all living things, stood naked -- pale skin stretched over bones, tall, a black mass of curls over his thin face. Death was always welcome in the house of Cain.
This turned into DOGS AT MIDNIGHT and was published by THE TINY GLOBULE:
DOGS AT MIDNIGHT
This turned into DOGS AT MIDNIGHT and was published by THE TINY GLOBULE:
DOGS AT MIDNIGHT
Thursday, October 25, 2007
(WT 39) I knew this broad was trouble
I knew this broad was trouble from the first time she stepped into the Barfing Beagle. She wore bad-girl blue jeans and a street-slut halter. On one shoulder she cradled a Denebian Antimatter rifle. Conversations stopped. Heads turned. Her free hand held a cell phone to her ear.
"Which of those ass-kissing-weasels screwed the pooch this time?" she asked.
"Which of those ass-kissing-weasels screwed the pooch this time?" she asked.
Friday, October 05, 2007
(WT 28) The Body in the Bathroom
"Thanks to a nasty divorce, this house is a bargain -- five bedrooms, three baths, media room, pool, 5 acres sitting next to a county park, only used on Sundays for grandma's tea parties." The agent unlocked the double door and entered the grand hallway decorated in creams, reds and golds. Rick and Rhonda wrinkled their noses.
"Something smells and it ain't roses," Rick laughed.
"Something smells and it ain't roses," Rick laughed.
Halloween 2007 (WT 24)
This is a story about three college guys and their costumes.
In the Halloween folder:
HALLOWEEN 2007
In the Halloween folder:
HALLOWEEN 2007
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