Tag Archives: Sci-fi
Voiceover — Anna Austen Leigh
This is me with X-92. Yes, that is the cargo hold. Yes, I am upside down. In space, any way up is fine. Oh, the video just jumped. That’s G-33. One of the better endowed clones. I don’t suppose they make the G-class that way deliberately, but it sort of goes with the territory. G-class [...]
The Bird Cage — P.R. Porter
Throughout time, great inventors had inspiration for their creations. For the most part these prodigious minds created for the betterment of mankind and civilization. I, on the other hand am a bit different. My name is Colin Fowler and I am no Einstein, Edison or Tesla. My motivations are a tad more selfish. The inspiration [...]
Night of the Ziphoyds — Steve Isaak
Someone, while puking loudly, made metallic scissoring sounds in the restroom, a few feet away from Cel’s graffiti-scrawled stall. “Some peace and quiet, please? I’m trying to shoot up here!” Cel yelled. The puking, scissoring and spitting sounds abated. Not completely, but enough to allow Cel, sitting on the toilet, to refocus her attentions on [...]
Isaak’s Fables: the Writer, the Money Man & the Insect — Steve Isaak
Jeanette, an even-tempered writer, appreciated Bill’s ability to quake her quiver bean. She liked little else about him. Bill was a pussy hound and Wall Street “money manager” who cheerfully admitted he couldn’t get enough of either. It was his due, he said. A drunken, argumentative hook-up had brought them together. They’d been banging for [...]
Aspian Master — Emma Paul
Aspian males were larger then their human counterparts. In fact, the shortest Aspian Mila had ever seen, towered over her at a mere six feet ten inches. She kneeled at her masters bed, head down. Her long brown hair covered her eyes as she snuck glances to see him pace back and forth. The long [...]
Eve — Anon
In my fantasy, you are perfection made flesh, an illusion that I have spent the better part of a year creating, designing, reformatting, perfecting. You are everything I want in a woman: soft silky hair that you are not ashamed of, despite its curl, piercing brown eyes that always see the real me, legs that [...]
Romeo 1000 — Mel Murphy