Gender bender Stories

Dympna of the Sí, is hungry. Her lover has gone west to meet the setting sun and to mourn her, she has taken no nourishment for seven full moons, one for every three years they were together. Even the fae of the otherworld must feed, and for her to feed she must take a special lover. She casts her net far and wide, and soon she smiles. She has found a poet, and this one has a penis. When did she last taste a fine, fat, me...

 I noticed the time strike 10pm on my watch as I got out of the cab outside the Red Circle. Hopefully tonight I was going to get lucky. After paying the cabbie and stepping out of the cab, I fixed my tight pink and black striped dress as I stood outside the club. The Red Circle was the most notorious Sex Clubs in the city where couples and singles went to hook up. Tonight was their Gender Bender Fetish night, which is why...

The demon appeared in the middle of the pentagram, coughing. “It worked! The spell worked!  I summoned a demon!” I said.  I looked at the short guy in the middle of the pentagram.  It looked like a small version of a middle-aged man, a little bit like my astrology teacher.  His skin was regular skin color, not red, and he was dressed in ordinary robes.“You are a demon, aren’t you?” I asked.He coughed again.  “And what wer...

I woke up early and was standing at the front window, staring out at the street, when Kim wandered out of the bedroom. “You’re up early,” she cooed from behind me. “Yeah, the driver said he was going to be here at seven.” The sky was just beginning to show the colors of dawn. The horizon was an almost majestic purple. “It’s six fifteen,” Kim slipped her arms around my midsection and nuzzled her face into my neck. I closed...

“Death doesn't exist. It never did.. Everything that happens before Death is what counts.” -Ray Bradbury, "Something Wicked This Way Comes" *** It was late, and everyone else had gone home. There was no one to keep Sharon company. No one but the dead. Sometimes, when she was alone in the museum like this, she thought of the collection as something she could hear. Most of the artifacts were made to be vessels for some anci...

Note about the formatting: text between sets of ":::" shows which character's perspective that portion is in.----Thursday Night---- :::George::: George collapsed on the bed next to his girlfriend Lucy. “That was the best yet sweet buns. Night”. He laid down his head, closed his eyes, and smiled as remembered the big game the next day. “George Hallis Lindern, what do I tell you day after day?” “Like I care?” He heard Lucy...