It's that time of year when little stories of horror abound. This one a bedtime story that is far too short and sweet for the Hallowe'en Contest, but hopefully this little piece of nonsense could be a little appetiser to complement the main dish of Goulish, Cold Cuts and Fangcakes. Are you lying down on plumped pillows and your comforter pulled up to your chin? Then I'll begin...
The King names her Princess for a Day. The day of Apriltide - the Rite of Spring. She reigns freely. "FREE REIGN" is a play on words invented on SOL by an uncelebrated poet alluding to the real idiom, "FREE REIN" which is based on controlling a deer or a horse. See also, Free Rein! on StoriesOnline.net. As I said, free reign does not exist... until today, when I found free reign the only apt expression.
This is a fantasy story I have been working on for a while, which has sort of been completed. I have been working on it for quite some time, but as you can tell, it does not yet have a name. I will work on that eventually.
A fairy has given this man the power to heal and enhance others. But this can only be done by cumming inside them. Who will he share his secret with? Who will find out on their own? And who will abuse the knowledge for power?