Tasty Tales of Transformation

  Artwork - Ema (Emaura) This story is a sequel to A Dominating Cosplay This story has a sequel A Sadistic Bodysuit Caspian Inc. the ever present symbol of oppression that loomed over the lives of all in Silicon Shores. In the high tech future, all who did not bend to the whims of the tech barons were left to fester within the dredges of this mega city. Even still, working for such corrupt forces hardly guaranteed one a better life. For most, it was either living in squalor or eking by. Rachael, was one of those eking by, living paycheck to paycheck, hating that she worked for the very corporation which oppressed her. But what else was she to do? It wasn’t like she had the power to change anything, not even a profession she could feel proud of. The depressed woman certainly dreamed of greener pastures, thinking she could find solace perhaps in creative or performative fields of work. Seeing the many eye-catching neon signs and billboards advertising performers made her long for suc...

  Artwork by Kinkymation Metro City, home for many, but the furthest from homely of any major city, one could say. A lifetime spent in economic and infrastructural decay had given it renown as a crime capital, with most streets ruled by gangs. It is also a city ruled by combat, fighting, and other illegal underground bloodsports found all across the city. All of that though began to change once a man named Haggar was elected to office. His administration took fast to rebuilding the slums and cleaning up crime. Because of this, construction was up across the city. But not all entities involved in the city’s rebuild were filled with good intentions. A particular crime syndicate by the name of S.I.N. was in the process of installing one of their weapons development divisions on the outskirts of one of the still struggling neighborhoods—even hiring many of the locals desperate for money to work on the site. Brett was one of those locals. Brett was everything you could hope for in a har...

  Artwork -  Joecanvas The lively sounds of a street market in Brazil filled the ears of a young man wandering from stand to stand. James was not native to these lands, but had come to think of them as home all the same after an extended stay within the country, and this city in particular. He had learned the basics of the language he’d need for the trip, but here there were enough English speakers for him to get by relatively well. It was a dream vacation for him, and one that at this point he hoped didn’t have to end. Squinting his brown eyes, he looked up at the sun-drenched sky and smiled, washing his creamy skin in the amber light. He felt a gentle gust of wind travel through the stalls and kick up his low-cut brown hair and he scanned the pretty sights still before him as he continued his walk. He only had 2 days remaining on his trip, but he was already in throes of homesickness, but for this  place. He had acclimated so well, quickly making friends, finding his ro...