PROLOGUE
It started as a distraction. Sandy
Parker did not, as a rule, answer her cell phone when she was at
work. Her job as General Manager of the local Hacienda Taquito, home
of the Buffalo Chicken Finger Lickin’ Taquito Bites, was much too
important for her to consider stopping her prep-work for the day for
frivolities like that. It rang first about an hour before the
restaurant was scheduled to open. She paused from cutting tomatoes
long enough to acknowledge that her phone was indeed rin

I might have gone over
to the cabinet above the fridge for some Scotch, except that I could
hardly stand, and my belly would have certainly prevented me from
getting too close. And I'd need the stepstool to get up that high,
and with my gargantuan tummy, that is a whole comedic scene waiting
to happen. So, all I could do was sit on the floor and panic. I
haven't smoked since before my daughter was born, but the anxiety of
the situation left me craving something to calm the nerves. This was
a

~~Are you tired all
the time?~~
Martha nodded in
response, shoving another mouthful of popcorn into her face. She
barely had enough energy to get up off the couch to pee these days.
Her 'spot' on the couch had a permanent butt-print. It wasn't that
she didn't notice the huge mess in her house: candy wrappers,
almost-empty chip bags, bits of cheese and stale bread… grimy,
caked-on dishes with utensils perma-stuck to them… dirty clothes in
every corner and crevice of the floor. She saw it

"So, that's it
then?" asked Bradley. "The Chrono-whosit is gone?"
Charles sighed,
nodding his ancient head slowly. "My brother Devon is dead- his
plans thwarted, his existence erased. The Chronomancer is no more."
Holly sat upright
suddenly, her arms flailing about again as if still defending herself
from the nightmare that had nearly killed her before. After just a
second of this, she stopped abruptly and turned toward Charles. "The
what-now?"
Bra

It just didn't make sense. It was 2:26 in the morning when Georgia Harrington waddled into the hospital. She was wearing a light colored bathrobe firmly tied just below the bustline, with her dark wavy hair loose and trailing long behind. With one hand on her back and the other poised almost daintily on her belly, and that tell-tale flushed look with occasional huff as another contraction came, she looked quite, well, petite. The surveillance footage confirmed it- she looked barely big enoug

ONE.


“This weekend? Yeah, I'll do it. No, don't worry about it- I've cleaned pools before. Aunt Nita, I already told you- letting me stay at your place is payment enough. No, I'll be fine- I've got plenty of gas, and the supermarket is just down the street, after all.”

Bonnie rolled down her window a bit as she rounded another country corner on the rural road she was traversing. Instantly, the overwhelming heat blazing in her car was cut by a cooling breeze. Gracious (a

Notes for Umberth College

“BUNHS-718”

“Officially” stands for Biohazard: Upper New Hampshire Supervirus. The 718 stands for 7:18pm, the approximate time that the plague was first discovered. This is what the populace at large at Umberth believes. The cover-up is completed by the government, stating to the world at large that the people who died in a small village near the Canadian border had in fact died of hypothermia and extreme cold, which had been plaguing the

The scene was quiet, serene even, and rightly so. Earth Mother lived there. She sat in her two-room bungalow, quietly reading by the fire, stroking her gravid belly before her. It looked just as any other bungalow might- relatively cheap paintings adorned the walls, which were of course a muted green. Even the rug looked `normal', of a fairly simple floral pattern. She sat in her armchair in a lavender robe, with matching slippers propped up on the footstool.

The room was decidedly femini

TransTech

by symbiote


The ESX (Earth Space Transport) John Wayne docked with Trojan Prime Mining Colony uneventfully, which is to say that despite turbulance the ship did not bash itself into the asteroid. Trojan Prime, the largest of Jupiter's Trojan Asteroids, was exactly 60� downspin, and when the MacGregor/Fuji/�slo Comet struck the gas giant some fifteen years before, it caused a lot of debris to stir up and trail behind it. This debris made for fabulous light shows in the observation

Amanda Frisco groaned as she picked up her bulging backpack. She hated these new rules! Why should she be forced to use a pack for all of her things when the school had perfectly good lockers in every hall, empty and ready to use? Okay, so some kids got caught with drug paraphernalia in their locker last year. So what? She was a good girl, never did any of that junk; why should the whole school be punished for the deeds of a few bad seeds?

“There's got to be an easier way to do thi

And he said, “Naked came I out of my mother's womb, and naked shall I return.” Job 1:21


We first realized that Todd was `different' just a few days after he was born. It was a textbook pregnancy- every symptom, every cue was right on time, almost as if Todd was reading the same book I was. He was born on his due date, after a short five hours of labor. Nothing like Jessica- she'd been almost 2 weeks overdue and a grueling 17 hours of labor. Adam and I got lucky, I guess.

Vivian

by symbiote


"She was a set of extremes, all right. Her hair was as silky and white as cornsilk, done up just so; her lips as bright and red as a ripe apple. From across the barroom I was drawn to her electric blue eyes like a magnet.

"And magnetic she was, in her electric blue lycra skin-tight dress. I couldn't help but stare at her perfectly round breasts, with nipples that just jumped out and screamed 'HELLO'. Her long, silky legs I could see beneath the table, her

"The Carrier"

or

Sandy and the 'Dragon Balloon Belly and Transport Kit'

(in reddish-orange letters)"


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Ok, now that we've gotten rid of those pesky kids, the real message: I have received a lot of mail, and I try to respond to all of them. But for you folks on AOL, I keep getting a &quo

Spermice II (revised 1.18.01): First Wave

WARNING: Blah blah read this and your head will explode. Think about that...








It was a clear night, a bit cold maybe, when the invasion began. No human alive knew how it started save one, and even he was confused on the issue. Suffice it to say, the invasion started. Its first victim had already been claimed, and then claimed again. And for one confused human, his hardest night had only just begun, for he had to chase his 'issue'. This

WARNING, DISCLAIMER, and other assorted JUNK- This is a work of FICTION. Any resemblance to any person, thing, or institution living or dead is strictly coincidental. If there is a resemblance, then buddy, you have more problems than I do. HEY! This story contains a wide variety of stuff- voyeurism, body inflation, impregnation, masturbation, aliens, and any of a number of others. If you are under the age of 18, please stop reading. If you find these topics offensive, read no further. If