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Weather

Posted by Probablepossible on Mar 12, 2012 in Texture

Title: Weather Prompts: St. Valentine’s day, tentacles, cyclone Notes: I would never have come up with this character, her friends and family and her world if it were not for the weird grouping of prompts that I got on my first tictac tales card. I have at least three more stories half way finished, and [...]

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Interview with Despina Jones

Posted by Probablepossible on Mar 12, 2012 in Texture

Despina, thank you for talking with me! “Wow, you’re welcome but really thank you!  You know, I hardly ever get to talk to so many  people at one time.” I guess the first thing is to explain to people what you are– who you are. “Okay, I’m a symbiote, I’m two critters rolled into one– [...]

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Dusty

Posted by Probablepossible on Sep 19, 2010 in Oak and Ash

“So, tell me the fantasy,” Dusty ordered. “Anonymous…” the woman kneeling at her feet trailed off for a moment. Dusty made an encouraging noise, and the woman spoke up once more. “I can’t tell who is doing anything to me. It’s sexual stuff, mostly… not really like a gang bang, but more than one person?” [...]

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Emily

Posted by Probablepossible on Sep 19, 2010 in Oak and Ash

“WELCOME TO LEATHER PRIDE!” the signs said. “BAZAAR, SECOND FLOOR. DOG CAMP, PONDEROSA ROOM. COMPETITION SIGNUP, VENTURA ROOM. LEATHERWOMEN, EAGLE ROOM. ” Emily pushed through the big hotel doors, and found herself in the middle of a rip-roaring and very male crowd. She ducked through the black-leather clad throng, her heart beating loud and fast; [...]

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Know What You Want

Posted by Probablepossible on Nov 1, 2009 in Oak and Ash

The door swung shut, softening the din from the hotel lobby, and Jessamine felt her back loosen up as if it had been a physical burden she’d been carrying.  Only one woman shared the lobby powder room with her, and she winked a glittering black-kholed eye, when Jess caught it. Emboldened,  Jessamine turned her back [...]

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Damn, Damn, Damn

Posted by Probablepossible on Aug 17, 2009 in Oak and Ash

The lounge held perhaps fifteen people, and the remains of a standard buffet lunch after a busy morning at the leather convention. The sub who was waitressing brought me a cup of coffee, but I could have easily slipped into restful sleep. The conversational murmur was soothing; talk of whips and manacles, genital torture and [...]

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Red Hair, White Rope

Posted by Probablepossible on Jul 27, 2009 in Oak and Ash

My volunteer was an unusually pretty woman, wearing a fluttery summer dress. She came hopping over the chairs, in her eagerness to get up on the stage, where I stood with hanks of braided nylon rope dangling from my hands. I reached down for her hands, and hauled her up– and she came up fast, [...]

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Stolen Roses

Posted by Probablepossible on Jan 24, 2009 in Texture

For   January challenge, Aphrodite Title: Stolen Roses Author: Stella Omega Character: OFCs; Lenore, Astro Boi Rating: Teen Warnings: None Summary: Lenore finds a surprise on her doorstep. Fandom: None; these two characters were created in response to this challenge. Award choices: Aphrodite female Word Count: 710 Notes: Several weeks ago,  I was overbearing towards [...]

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Griffin and Jess

Posted by Probablepossible on Jan 9, 2009 in Oak and Ash

Even though I have the story spoken of down below- even though I actually have it mapped out- what am I writing? I’m writing a second encounter between Jessamine and Griffin. It finally occurred to me, that poor Griff never got her rocks off that night. And Jess’s daddy Gloria is a poking, prodding, prying [...]

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Ballad 7; All That Are In My Mind

Posted by Probablepossible on Nov 9, 2008 in Ballad

Roll Over Sunlight was come, Lina was gone. But my leash once again padlocked me to the bedframe, what a lovely way to start a morning. Will came busting in, and I sat up in alarm, naked and with my knife not to hand. He handed me a mug of sugary coffee, which I drank [...]

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