Samantha didn't actually realize that her left breast was a portal to another demension until she was in her late teens. Sure, she had had her bra dissappear on occasion, or woke up topless every once and awhile, but other than that she hadn't even known there was something wrong. However, with the inevitable fate that a boy's hand would find it's ( Read more... )

I awoke in the morning not to the dreary, gloomy rumbling of the waves on the beach, but from a line of sunlight, dashing through the small window on my hut. Instantly, I was in a good mood. Bursting forth from my sea-side shanty, I stood proud for a moment, then scuttled back inside to put on some clothes ( Read more... )

The man-shaped figure behind the door turned out to be, in fact, a man. He burst through with a happy grin upon his face, and then Morgan McMally saw his hat, and felt sick ( Read more... )

A list of 20 people I know in no particular order with short stories attatched to them. If I left you off, yell, and I'll put you on next time. Also yell if I spelt your name wrong ( Read more... )

The line on the man's wrists at which the blood stopped and his skin was visible was clear and precise, as though he had dipped his gigantic hands into a vat of the red liquid ( Read more... )

Mr. Walters had dropped the piece of chalk, and was staring at his hand. The teacher clutched his hand, hiding it from the students, and ran to the window, looking out. Jason had noticed it looked a bit different, somehow, but there was nothing to significant that he could see. Then, Mr. Walters dropped to the floor behind his desk, out of view of ( Read more... )

There was the rumble of an engine in the driveway, and Mrs. Wilson went to greet the vehicle. Her hair still in curlers, she held a mug of steaming coffee in her hand, and went out into the morning. The vehicle was a van, and the side door slide open, a white steam billowing out. Two men stepped forth, in matching green and yellow suits. Each wore ( Read more... )

The lights flickered on, and the monstrous shape of Dr. Polar lumbered through the glimmering laboratory, breathing heavily as though his large mass was too much for even himself to carry. Past metal workbenches and silver carts stacked with robotic parts and electronic paraphernalia he trudged, clicking switches and twisting dials in a rough ( Read more... )

Brett walked down the cobblestone street, two scantily clad, pretty girls on each arm. He guffawed; they twittered, it was, all in all, a good time. They stroked his chest and fluttered their eyes at him, and pouted their lips when his manly gaze broke away. Brett was obviously a dashing man. And then his demise wheeled up the street ( Read more... )

Sophia trudged through the thick swamp, completely naked. She wore only an eye patch and utility belt strapped jauntily around her hips; the thick mud of the planet took care of covering the rest. She carried a holy machete, which she used to ward off the evil ghosts and ghouls that lived on planet Necrodoom. Her comical sidekick, a large robot ( Read more... )