Author: PORNOVERSION

The Questgiver [M] [GRP]

Inspired by [this post](https://www.reddit.com/r/WritingPrompts/comments/6bwc4u/wp_you_go_about_your_day_as_normal_but_notice_a/dhq1ojq/) in r/WritingPrompts

 

I started the first day of my new life the way I always did. I had my morning coffee, my morning wank, my morning shower. The drive to work was *okay*, except I kept feeling like I should’ve tried for a second wank. That’s Mondays for you.

The guard at the office opened the door for me. She always did that, but this time she smiled.

“Can I help you with anything?” she asked.

“I don’t think so,” I said, and tried not to finish the sentence with *Cupcake.* In my defense she did look like a cupcake, with a
sprinkling of freckles and a rather soggy bottom.

“I mean, really,” she said. “Anything I can do for you? Anything you want?”

I bit my tongue. There were many things she could do for me. But this was no way to behave in a professional setting. She kept
pestering me, though.

“Look, why don’t you just go and pick up my dry-cleaning?” I said.

If only I’d known.

 

Everyone at work was giving me funny looks. Read more »

The Shapeshifter [F] [T] [fantasy] [mast]

Inspired by a post in WritingPrompts

 

I couldn’t recognize my face in the mirror. It was like looking through smoke.

It wasn’t the mirror’s fault. It was old and dirty, like everything else in the shack. Dust like raindrops spattered the mirror’s surface and the silver underneath was turning black. But the glass was whole and there was plenty of light. It’s just that my face kept changing.

I stood in front of the mirror, naked. How long had I been standing there? Ten minutes? Ten hours?

Why couldn’t I remember my name?

Once again my hands traced their way from my crotch to my belly. They stroked between my breasts and settled on my face. And when I took my hands away, I was someone new

My fingers touched a sore spot on the back of my head. I flinched, but the scalp had closed up. My skull felt like it was whole again.

When I’d pulled myself out of that burning car, I didn’t look as good. I was at the bottom of a cliff, a hundred feet down from a mountain road and a busted guard rail. Read more »

The Questgiver [MFFF] [bdsm] [fantasy] [Fsub]

Inspired by a post in WritingPrompts

 

I started the first day of my new life the way I always did. I had my morning coffee, my morning wank, my morning shower. The drive to work was *okay*, except I kept feeling like I should’ve tried for a second wank. That’s Mondays for you.

The guard at the office opened the door for me. She always did that, but this time she smiled.

“Can I help you with anything?” she asked.

“I don’t think so,” I said, and tried not to finish the sentence with *Cupcake.* In my defense she did look like a cupcake, with a
sprinkling of freckles and a rather soggy bottom.

“I mean, really,” she said. “Anything I can do for you? Anything you want?”

I bit my tongue. There were many things she could do for me. But this was no way to behave in a professional setting. She kept
pestering me, though.

“Look, why don’t you just go and pick up my dry-cleaning?” I said.

If only I’d known.

 

Everyone at work was giving me funny looks. Read more »

The Shapeshifter [SM] [Trans]

Inspired by [this post](https://www.reddit.com/r/WritingPrompts/comments/6c3sk7/a_shapeshifter_suffers_a_massive_head_injury/dhroz6j/) in r/WritingPrompts

 

I couldn’t recognize my face in the mirror. It was like looking through smoke.

It wasn’t the mirror’s fault. It was old and dirty, like everything else in the shack. Dust like raindrops spattered the mirror’s surface and the silver underneath was turning black. But the glass was whole and there was plenty of light. It’s just that my face kept changing.

I stood in front of the mirror, naked. How long had I been standing there? Ten minutes? Ten hours?

Why couldn’t I remember my name?

Once again my hands traced their way from my crotch to my belly. They stroked between my breasts and settled on my face. And when I took my hands away, I was someone new

My fingers touched a sore spot on the back of my head. I flinched, but the scalp had closed up. My skull felt like it was whole again.

When I’d pulled myself out of that burning car, I didn’t look as good. I was at the bottom of a cliff, a hundred feet down from a mountain road and a busted guard rail. Read more »

The Questgiver [MF] [BDSM]

Inspired by [this post](https://www.reddit.com/r/WritingPrompts/comments/6bwc4u/wp_you_go_about_your_day_as_normal_but_notice_a/dhq1ojq/) in r/WritingPrompts

 

I started the first day of my new life the way I always did. I had my morning coffee, my morning wank, my morning shower. The drive to work was *okay*, except I kept feeling like I should’ve tried for a second wank. That’s Mondays for you.

The guard at the office opened the door for me. She always did that, but this time she smiled.

“Can I help you with anything?” she asked.

“I don’t think so,” I said, and tried not to finish the sentence with *Cupcake.* In my defense she did look like a cupcake, with a
sprinkling of freckles and a rather soggy bottom.

“I mean, really,” she said. “Anything I can do for you? Anything you want?”

I bit my tongue. There were many things she could do for me. But this was no way to behave in a professional setting. She kept
pestering me, though.

“Look, why don’t you just go and pick up my dry-cleaning?” I said.

If only I’d known.

 

Everyone at work was giving me funny looks. Read more »