thescreamingmoist

Let's Build the Next Interactive

Hi Everyone,

For this next interactive story, I'd like it to be a group process as much as possible so that you all can build it from the ground up.  With that said, please choose one of the six options for the main character, and one of the six mechanisms that will cause the transformations....

Eddie's Bad Day

***** This was a custom request for a Venom story, which I've seen some other people show an interest in, so I hope you all enjoy it.  It was my first (and likely only) attempt at a story with preexisting characters.  When I'm not writing these stories I'm a pretty big nerd on the side, so...

Preying at The Altar (full text)

“It’s just a little bit further,” Braden said as h

Next Interactive

Hi Everyone,

Quick heads up - there will be a short break before the start of the next interactive.  I've got some ideas in mind, I just need to figure out how to implement them while I play catch up (why is the shortest month of the year also the busiest?!).  

In the meantime, I'l...

Interactive: Preying at The Altar, Finale

Braden felt the sticky fluid begin to stiffen.  Like water turning to ice, it expanded as it hardened, taking on the same rough texture as the stone beneath him.  

“No!  Please! I’m sorry! Don’t do this!” Braden shrieked as the enveloping firmness crept inexorably up his tre...

Hand of Fate, pt. 1

“Can you reach it?”  

Tom stretched his arms and scooted further into the crevice.  “Almost.  Can you brace my legs for me?  I don’t want to slip in here.”  

“Uh, sure,” Ben said, hesitantly kneeling down and grabbing the back of h...

Interactive: Preying at The Altar, ch. 8

Dave floated contentedly in the sun.  The cold water on his naked body was equal parts invigorating and relaxing.  Even though he knew he was alone, he still felt an exhibitionist thrill at the thought of being naked outside.  Part of him wanted someone to come by and find him.  ...

Two Halves of a Whole, pt. 2 (vignette)

Kyle still couldn’t believe his luck.  It had been a week since he’d written in the book, and every day just seemed to get better.  Cocky, alpha Brandon hung on his every word and Kyle doubted that he’d ever get tired of watching his buff, muscular friend strut around in his new pant...

Spread It Around, ch. 1

David watched Keaton from across the locker room.  He’d been watching the young man for the last hour during his workout, envying and resenting how easily the stocky man hefted dumbbell after dumbbell.  It had been so long since he’d experienced it that David could barely remember what...

Interactive: Preying at The Altar, ch. 7

“Fuckin’ figures I’d come down with something on the weekend,” Ryan sighed, kicking off his shoes as he walked through his apartment door.  He’d started feeling “off” as soon as he left work.  He felt tired and sluggish and his head was starting to ache.  Even driving ho...

Custom Slot Available

Hi everyone,

Just a quick heads up that a short custom slot is available in case anyone’s been waiting. 

As always, thanks for reading and for the support!

Two Halves of a Whole, pt. 1 (vignette)

“Dude, quit being such a pussy!”  

Kyle winced as Brandon gave his shoulder a rough punch.  At twenty five, his roommate had yet to outgrow his alpha-jock immaturity.  Since it hadn’t happened yet, Kyle was starting to think Brandon never would, and he was fed up.  Living...

Unraveled, ch. 3

Grant’s sleep was a blur of frantic, repeating nightmares.  He would be in the apartment with Wes, dressed in his regular clothes and not his recent, revealing outfit.  He’d be standing in his room when Wes would come by and pull a thread on his shirt.  The thread would keep going...

Interactive: Preying at The Altar, ch. 6

Ryan cranked the shower on and stood under the tepid, meager streams that hissed through the rusty spout.  A dozen men of all shapes, sizes and ages did the same around him.  After almost ten hours of working the processing line the smell of dead fish was practically bonded to them.  ...

Gaining Happiness

“Wait...I’m confused,” Hank laughed.  “You want to get jacked, but you don’t want to be around other guys lifting?”  

“No!” Kyle shook his head in frustration.  “It’s not that I don’t want to be around guys working out...I just can’t stand all those grunting ...

In The Hills (vignette)

It’s funny how many things you take for granted every day. All the little things, the muscle memories, and the reflexes that you don’t have to think about, you just do. They’re like blinking; you don’t even notice that you do them. Until you can’t. 

Getting out of bed is still one o...

Interactive: Preying at The Altar, ch. 5

Chris squirmed as he sat in traffic.  He was feeling restless and edgy from his subpar score the night before.  

“Ow..damn…” He was also feeling uncomfortable.  He winced, shifting his weight.  His legs were sore and his jeans felt like they were cutting off circulati...

Unraveled, ch. 2

Grant’s head was still spinning as he stood at the sink cleaning up the dishes.  Other than his outfit, he and Wes had hung out like usual while they’d ate, but there was a creeping tone of condescension in the way Wes was speaking to him and ordering him around.  Things weren’t a re...

Interactive: Preying at The Altar, ch. 4

“So you’re gonna call me tomorrow, right?”  

“Of course,” Chris said distractedly, only half looking up from his phone at the tall, thin brunette pulling her shirt on.  He wasn’t going to call her.  He didn’t even remember her name, and he wasn’t interested in findin...

Up In Smoke (vignette)

Eli was drifting off.  His physical body was relaxed and comfortable, fading to a distant memory as his dream-self took flight.  The incense worked quickly; by the time he’d dropped a small mound on the burning charcoal and took a deep breath, he only had a moment to get himself in posit...

The Interview: Bear Country

A few patterns were starting to emerge at this point.  They were always  men.  Usually fit, usually younger.  I say usually because I've found  some cases of older guys.  All straight before it happens.  Always more  than one person.  Not that any of this...

The Interview

I'm not sure that these stories will ever see the light of day, but I  have to get them down.  I have to put them out there.  The world isn't  anything close to what you think it is.  We're all dangling above an  uncaring void and the line we call reality could snap and...

The Bull, pt. 3

Brad woke up to the sound of animal grunting.  He wasn't in his bedroom;  he was sprawled out on the couch downstairs by the patio.  His body  ached all over.  The events of the previous night were still fresh in  his mind.  He didn't want to believe that what he'd...

The Bull, pt. 2

Brad tossed and turned for hours.  Now that Justin was asleep he stared  at his altered body, finally able to show the horror he didn't want the  other man to see.  His stomach turned as he grabbed his formerly meaty  package, easily swallowing it with one large hand.  ...

The Bull, pt. 1

"Get your ass in my office.  Now!"  Brad slammed the phone down, nearly  breaking it.  They called him "The Bull" for a reason.  At 6'4" he was a  towering wall of muscle that made the large oak desk look small.  He  liked the nickname.  It kept his guys ...

Creature Feature

The sudden blaring music and sounds of a crowd split the night as the front door of the large, victorian home swung open.  The quiet street echoed with reverberating bass and the sounds of yelling voices.  Struggling forms were being forced towards the entryway as a sea of angry faces look...

Interactive: Preying at The Altar, ch. 3

Braden groaned and squirmed on the stone slab.  He knew something was very wrong.  The limp, girthy cock flopped back onto his flat stomach hadn’t stopped oozing since his impossibly large eruption earlier.  His entire midsection was soaked as the seemingly endless stream trickled o...

Interactive Update

Hi Everyone,

The next chapter of the current interactive will be up this weekend. Turns out, after ten days off work at the day job, the first week back is a bit of a (total) cluster.  Thanks for your patience! 

Wish Candle, Day 3 pt. 2 (vignette)

“Workout help clear your head any,” Dylan asked when they’d finally left the gym.  

Jeff stretched his sculpted arms and shrugged.  After what just happened in the locker room, walking down the street in nothing but tiny, light green boxer briefs and tennis shoes didn’t se...

The Deep End

“He’s a looker, isn’t he?”  

Cole almost dropped his drink at the unexpected voice.  He hadn’t noticed anyone take up the stool next to him. It was as if the man just appeared there.  “Oh! Uh, what was that,” he asked, trying not to blush. As startled as he ...