The three story town house in the outskirts of Birmingham looked occupied. The curtains were up and at the press of a button they closed as the day ended. The house was tidy and a pair of cleaners arrived once a week to keep everyone in order, but Graham was in the house on his own, and apart from a bit of dust there was little for them to do. Maisie and Jane tried to engage Graham in conversation but they often gave up after a series of monosyllabic replies.

Firing Blank

My name is Donald James Blank. I know, it’s a hoot, but a hoot I’ve had to live with all my life. In primary school, the teachers would often say, “Come up and write the answer on the slate, Blank’. I was given the nickname, Slate, which stuck with me through higher education and into my first employment, seeing that two of my fellow recruits to the financial company had been with me through the accountancy degree.

Scott has been unexpectedly turned into a woman following an accident at the biolab where he works.

At their lakeside home, his wife Lauren tries to keep him calm and comfortable.

As they settle into normal routines, Scott soon finds that he needs to make some changes.

Cover art by Erin Halfelven
©2026, SammyC

The Right Guy
A Short Story
By Maryanne Peters

It was not the Rufus was a bad lover, he was just not like me, or the way I was then. Lydia liked being fucked by Rufus, but she liked the way that I made love to her too. Is that wrong? I don’t judge her for being unfaithful.

I always knew that I was number two in her life. A girl needs a man who can provide for her, and Rufus was that. I was definitely not that man. I don’t judge her for that either. She made the right choice. Rufus is the right guy.

Penny needs someone to share an apartment. Gina meets the need. But not all is smooth sailing.

Altered Fates: The Pretzel Becomes the Princess - Part 3 of 3
By Marie7342231

Chapter 9

For the Christmas and New Year shows, we had to be in a studio at Broadcast House, in London. We were put up at a very nice hotel across the road, and our partners were allowed to join us. It was an interesting experience, going live over the whole network.

For New Year, we did the show up to eleven, when one of the bigger names took over. The four of us welcomed 2024 and watched the fireworks from a higher floor window. We could see the lightshow and hear midnight strike on Big Ben, followed by something that sounded like a war zone.

“You’re going to be famous!”

Pete's Vagina
81. Spiral
by Erin Halfelven

It wasn’t fun.

Chapter 11: Fire and Fertility

The livestream build-up was a masterclass in suspense. Before a single face appeared, the feed flickered to life with jittery, disjointed shots: the moon caught in the lens, a boot crunching over brittle grass, the distant echo of voices just out of range. The narrator’s breaths quickened, and every shaky pan of the camera suggested something forbidden waited just beyond view. Then, as the tension peaked, an ominous caption stamped across the screen:

"WITCHES CAUGHT IN THE ACT — DARK RITUAL EXPOSED LIVE!"