SLAB VII – Big Bruiser Dope Boy

I’d begun breaching the subject of my anality during this time. Aside from the occasional peeled vegetable, my main utensil was a toy maraca no longer than a marker with a blue bulb and black handle. During the second week of two-a-days, when by then I’d been conditioned to them enough to indulge in the […]

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Something On a Hill – Wayland Tracy

The sun was too bright that day and it was upsetting my goats. Some of them took to charging the children playing in the outskirts of the crowd. Kids just rolling in the dirt, not really seeing the parade or knowing what it was. I don’t know if they called it a parade. Anyway, my […]

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Pirate Cove- Benjamin DeVos

I work at a seafood restaurant called Pirate Cove, as a waiter/pirate impersonator. The restaurant’s built to look like a ship, with oars, sails, and anchors hanging from the walls. When I get there, I change into my costume, which includes a shirt with an built-in vest, a sash, a belt with a buckle, puffy […]

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