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His Giant Appetite (Chapter One)

The exclamation, "Oh my fucking god!" gets a whole new meaning.

Zarafa Rio sprawled on her belly on a futon, her Titian red hair spilling off the top of the mattress onto a woven grass tatami mat. Sunset bathed the room in a carmine glow that rouged her skin like petals of a dusky rose. A few thousand yards from her o...

A Witch, A Slasher, And A New Beginning

A killer's spring break triggers something he never expected.

While the destination of my diatribe is delightfully demonstrable, the debut is devilishly difficult to discern. I shall however, endeavor to begin, after all, if I do decide to begin elsewhere, I can kill everyone who read it out of order and start again...

The Dawn of Apollo

a poem or shall I say psalm on how I imagine gods take care of their morning boners

A stray tulip in a meadow near a river framed by smooth, gray stones, Like a path made of water Petals blush-bright open up and out - toward the sun … like flirting with the light Apollo, his curiosity, and his grace, as gentle as his kiss … or his favor...

The Mythadventures of a Sex Bunny Part Two. The Minotaur in the Maze

Once again, Bunny is pulled into the world of myths and legends (and orgasms galore).

Eventually, I decided that my little adventure, even though it had seemed real to me at the time, had to have been a dream since no one else on the yacht seemed to recall being forced to pleasure a Goddess or being turned into pigs. I decided to attribute...

The Mythadventures of A Sex Bunny Part One. The Isle of Pigs

Bunny has a mythical, and possibly heroic, adventure upon the Aegean Sea (It's all Greek to me).

This story could start in so many places. The first time I flirted with Oliver at FedEx would have made more sense. Or connecting with Annie over a shared love of writing. Or even talking with Violet about tentacle monsters. Any one of those events would...

Living Next Door To Hephaestus

Ever wondered what became of Hephaestus?

I’m Margot, and I’m a Sarxite. You don’t know what a Sarxite is? Well, the short version is that we’re the beings that have been written out of what you people feel obliged to call “Greek myth”. Except there’s nothing mythical about it, we’re real enough,...

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