Anger Issues
Theresa sometimes felt like giving people a high-five, in the face… with a chair, so she decided to learn hypnosis to calm down.
“And…?” Richard asked.
“It’s simple. I enslave everyone that gets me mad, now.”
“That’s not how anger management works!”
Her lips curled outwards. It’s a good thing she needed a new footrest.
I don’t get it. I really don’t. In the last weeks before the end of Winter, it was all sunshine around here. Now that Spring has arrived, it feels like Winter all over again with all the rain, wind and cold. It’s a bit disheartening, really.
The story above was about anger, obviously. It’s said that anger is very similar to danger, and for good reason. When uncontrolled, it destroys everything around, but mostly the person experiencing it, with everybody else being collateral damage. I’m not going to lie. Sometimes, I get quite angry, especially when people I love are being unfairly treated. I can also be quite vicious when it happens to me but, for the most part, I usually keep it together as it should be. We all have the right to be angry every now and then, but not the right to be cruel on account of it, and that’s easy to forget when our thoughts are clouded by bad judgments.
The story above addressed a particular way of dealing with anger, and it’s a rather dumb one, I admit it. However, it’s just a story in the end, a bit of fiction with dark overtones. It’s certainly not an acceptable way to deal with problems in the real world but, within the realms of kink and fantasy, perhaps it made you smirk, at least. Don’t get mad and until tomorrow.
The Beast Within
When Dr. Jonathan Chase lost his abilities, he grew desperate and had no choice but to reach out to a powerful female shaman.
“I can unlock all beasts within you…” she said. “… for a price.”
“Anything!” He promised.
That night, she taught him how to transform into a beautiful pussy… licker.
He never changed back.
I’m a child of the 80’s and I have lots of fond memories from back in the day, as well as lots of hazy memories as well. I watched my fair bit of TV as I was growing up. Some of it was good, some downright atrocious, and there was also room for campiness galore that my mind saw as cool because I was a child like everyone else, easily impressed by special effects and things like that.
Last Sunday, I wrote something based on a show from the 60’s – The Avengers – and today, I traveled to the 80’s in search for inspiration. The short-lived Manimal proved to be the source I was looking for.
I remember liking it a lot even though it was never that great to begin with. Still, the transformation sequences back in the day were quite high-budget and impressive. My friends preferred the black panther metamorphosis but I was more of a hawk guy perhaps because my imagination was already looking for wings to fly. Rest in peace, Simon MacCorkindale, and thank you for having been a part of my weekend afternoons almost three decades ago.
No Clue
The house was a trap. Every man that went inside, ended up dead, or worse, braindead, turned into a mindless automaton, forever deprived of will.
Despite numerous investigations, no one understood the insidious game being played, or even where it took place. The answer was simple though:
Miss Scarlet, in the Study, with a Metronome.
Inspired by the popular board game, obviously. One of my favorite pieces in the entire challenge run. Would you play this version of Clue? I most certainly would. I remember liking the movie at well but it’s been ages since the last time I saw it so not sure if it holds up.
Dread
“Dear, what do you dread the most? Being turned into human furniture or forced to masturbate before all of my friends?” Amber asked.
“I… hmmm…” Craig trembled, averting his eyes from her pendant.
“Relax… it’s just for a blog entry I’m writing.”
“Phew…” he sighed, relieved.
“Then again, my sister’s birthday is next Friday so…”
I’m tired. It’s been a very long day, and I feel like most of what I’ve accomplished will probably need to be revised or downright discarded, tomorrow. When things like that happen to me, I tend to go dark in the things I write. The above is a bit dark, but it can also be construed as funny depending on your point of view. Careful with what you fear because, sometimes, your greatest fears do come true…