Marienheid (3)

Orbital Entire They both made an effort to convince him otherwise, but Corin insisted that he had a meeting on another plate and it was absolutely unskippable. He would meet up with them later, after the ship docked on Arkendus, and no amount of special pleading would change his mind. “Besides, you two should meetContinue reading “Marienheid (3)”

Marienheid (2)

2 It was ultimately to the panther’s benefit that he couldn’t see the contours of the grey sheets lightly draped over empty air, the seemingly solid surface the three of them were laying on nothing more than a trick of the AG emitter’s steady thrum underneath. It was hard enough for the panther to comprehendContinue reading “Marienheid (2)”

Olonne

The shimmering black immensity in the distance had filled him with a trepidation bordering on complete terror. It was so many things: an absurd monstrosity, a massive imposition, a holy monument, proof of conquest, a mockery of the smallness of this world. It sprawled up and into the sky, above the dark-grey clouds it seemed to conjure, absorbing the light that used to fill every corner of the verdant countryside and replacing it with an aura of–if not sheer malice–dominion unbound, a dream of might beyond all former limits of size and power.

The Beast

“Un–unhand me, you–you BEAST!” the king tried to order. His body betrayed him once more, his cock throbbing against the tiger’s soft and warm digits.
The tiger growled in frustration with the panther’s continued refusal. “Say it, Markus,” the tiger ordered with much more force and majesty than the king could possibly muster, both now and at any point in his life before. “Admit to me what you feel.”

RX-14

Pub let out a chuckle and evaded the question. “Who cares how I got so big? Maybe I enrolled in one of those drug trials at Thermodyne,” he teased, giving the panther a playful but loving squeeze as he lay supine in what used to be the apartment complex that he’d destroyed. It dirtied up some of his fur, of course, already covered in a mixture of wood splinters, drywall dust, and even pieces of “reinforced” concrete. None of them any match for a ferocious tiger of a sufficient size and build! He wrapped his thin yet huge lips around the panther, big enough now to more than cover the tiny panther. “Besides,” he added huskily as he lowered the panther slowly down his body down to the tumescent shaft of his own, “I think you have more pressing things to think about.”