Tasty Tales of Transformation

  artwork - doiparuni This story is a sequel to Dark Caress 3 Darkness, the enemy of the light. Rightfully it is feared, yet still there are those who celebrate and even wield it. Tharja and her coven are such people—a sorceress supreme who is the very envoy of the great abyss that exists beyond the veil of humanity’s eyes. A realm shrouded in the dark that blinds them. Whether her goal spells doom for the world is yet to be seen, but plans have begun in motion, fresh off the night of yet another individual becoming one of Tharja’s thrall. The morning after, the two began a meeting. Tharja clasped her hands, seated a table opposite of her servant Orochi, the room lit only by a dim candle, whose only purpose seemed to make the shadows of the room more brilliant. “Remember, your powers are drawn from a well that is my own. Siphon too much and it might end you.” Tharja was teaching the woman on how to harness and control her dark powers, powers birthed by the connection Sorceress Thar...

  Artwork - Ema (Emaura) This story is a sequel to A Dominating Cosplay 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 such a liberating lifestyle. She wasn’t naive t...

  There is a sequel to this story, A Captivating Fan Dappled light spotted the racks of clothes, both old and new, laid out before Ann. She never expected herself to end up in such a ramshackle, dusty antique store, but her search had now led her to places she wouldn't have even considered in her pursuit of her next big cosplay (costume play). The problem was that she had long since donned the looks of all the anime, videogame, and various media character’s she’d cared the most about, and nowadays was strictly searching for characters with outfits she deemed sexually appealing. As she perused the clothing all around her, there were certainly a lot of materials to work with, but she merely scoffed at them. She’d gotten lazier over time, no longer wanting to invest the time in creating the outfits herself. Truth be told, she never got much praise for her efforts in that regard, despite the hours she toiled away. She worried she didn’t have the looks for striking it big in the cosplay...