Short story writer. Fantasy, sci-fi, transgressive. I lack a filter but try to make stuff fun.
Mister Nibbles brought me another treat in the night. I wish he wouldn’t, but I suppose it’s his way of saying thanks for looking after him. He thinks I need feeding.
By Davi Mai3 years ago in Fiction
Boobs. The county had a generous assortment. Two for every fair maid in fact (in one case three, but that’s another story). They came in all shapes and sizes. Well okay, not all shapes; none were square. And granted, not all sizes; no lass sported boobs the size of beer barrels.
