Every Wednesday, Christina waited for them to arrive. And they always looked for her. She never let them down. This time, she invited them in her house.
A story about using a cute young girl as bait, and how the cougar rug came into my living room. Bloody, and terrifying, this story is not for the faint of heart.
A man wakes up and has a strange new knowledge in his head. He KNOWS what is in his basement, and he knows that they are his to play with.
The sci-fi tag represents the unmentioned context I was thinking of when I was writing this - it's definitely not a "sci-fi" story.
He got stoned waiting for his fuck buddy to arrive for a morning fuck session. Answering the door naked and ready for action, he drags the young lady into the unit where he proceeds to fuck her. The problem is that it was not his fuck buddy.