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The Quaint and Curious Victorian Village
Her arrangement was different every year, but there was always a logic to it. The grain mill and the train depot always had to go on the outside of town; the fire station had to be near the center, along with Town Hall and the post office. Read more
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Urge to Create and Write
My parents introduced me to AD&D in middle school. I’m sure they had no idea what it was, they’d just heard some buzz about it and knew it was the trendy thing for certain kinds of kids. Read more
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Living Without a Giantess, 2
She tacked “I hope you understand” on the end of it, which isn’t a question and doesn’t invite a response. What if I didn’t understand? Read more
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Who Are the Giantesses in Your Neighborhood?
“They say that Britain was once inhabited by giants . They were supposed to have gone away somewhere before people settled here. But I think they are still here.” Read more
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A Relaxing Night In
Lastly, she carefully extracted a large glass bowl filled with several dozen miniature people. None of them were taller than an inch, they were all naked, and most of them were in stages of fright. Read more
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Gift Package, pt. 2
I wait until my enormous lover settles in, and then I step forward. I place my palms upon each buttock… Read more
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Too Shrunken, Too Furious
He stood up shakily and cast his gaze around their tremendous bedroom. There was the dent in her pillow where her massive and beautiful head lay all night… Read more
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Thanksmutting
Before Senator Jeff Sessions becomes Attorney General and censors freedom of expression, read my stories for free on Smashwords. Read more
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Beginner’s Rough Guide to Social Media Marketing
Sneer at marketing if you like, or bite the bullet and learn how to advertise your work for free. Call it whatever you want. Read more
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Plight of the Giantess
On the one hand, some people insist there’s no difference. Write a strong male lead, then rename her and correct all the pronouns. What’s so hard about that? Read more
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Obscured by Focus
“Oh, my goddess!” they shouted, with quiet, thin little voices. “I love you so much! You are so beautiful! Please, tell me how I can serve you!” Every single one spoke as an individual… Read more
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Self, Possessed
Sweaty palms. Heart palpitations. Something like clammy mucilage in his stomach. ‘The fuck is going on,’ his head growled. Read more
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