The Strain
“Mayor Hayes,” the reporters cried in unison. “What can you tell us about this outbreak of INR-Virus, a.k.a. ‘Submissive Fever?'”
“Only that our researchers are working hard on it.”
“Any expectations regarding a cure?” a trembling man asked.
“Cure?” she pulled her assistant’s leash and sat on his arching back. “We’re trying to replicate it!”
Despite the title, this piece has no connection to the book series by Guillermo Del Toro and Chuck Hogan or the TV series based on them. The virus in there turns people into monsters. This one just gives more power to women.
Hard Logic
“Oh my God!” Oliver freaked out.
“What’s wrong?” Brianna asked.
He pointed at his erection. “I listened to your recording, and now it won’t go down. What do I do?”
“I know what I’m going to do…”
She approached him sensuously, licked her lips, and then…
… took off her coat and left it hanging there.
Sometimes, an erection is just an erection. Sometimes, it’s something useful, I suppose. Brianna is a bit mean, but Oliver is bound to enjoy it, sooner or later.
Droning
“Boring!” Richard protested.
“The good stuff’s coming…” Patricia repeated.
“I’ve been hearing that for three hours. How long does this documentary last?”
“As long as it takes for the conditioning to work…” she murmured.
“What did you say?”
“This is a good part,” she pointed.
He saw the queen bee, and his mind went blank.
Partly inspired by a documentary I saw. This is clearly a lesson on beehavior modification and no, I’m not apologizing for the pun I just wrote.
Capitulation
“I will not submit,” Uhr, the King of Careth, spat.
“You already did,” Queen Vayla mocked. “Isn’t your Seal all over the Declaration of Surrender?”
“I was drugged, bewitched!”
“And that shall continue ’til the day you die, slave-king. Hoist the colors!” She commanded.
Femmina’s flag began to rise as his eyes sank into nothingness.
The entry above is weird. Or perhaps I should say it’s weirder than usual given I write weird things all the time. In fact, it’s so weird I’m having a hard time right now to come to terms with the thought processes that inspired it. Nonetheless, I shall try and write a few lines about it while I’m at it.
My imaginary land of Careth comes once again into play for a bit of fun, and that’s it, really. Not sure what else to write about this one.