This is a VERY dark Altered Fates tale. It contains obscenity, the rape of two girls (males transformed by the Medallion), and the ravings of a very sick mind. (Not me, the narrator, and no wisecracks, please, about not being able to tell the difference.)

This was an experiment; a thought piece to see what would happen if a truly nasty man found the Medallion and decided to use it for his own purposes.

Synopsis:

A youthful Conan, having just won his freedom from his eastern masters, has traveled to the wild coast port city of Costa. Conan has settled into Costa and is using his skill as a thief and a warrior to survive. The sorcerer/merchant Captain Zula commissioned Conan the thief, to retrieve a pair of spell books from his mother’s (the infamous Sea Witch) island. During the raid Conan and Infidia the ‘Blade of Costa’ fall victim to the Sea Witch’s magic. Now they must use wits and blade if they are to survive and return to Costa!

I remember the old days; I was carefree and enjoying life. I used to go by the name of Jacob.

Confusion

By

Julie O

Edited

By

Itinerant

Features characters from The Julieverse

Normally the nightmare ends when you wake up. For Rob, he was about to discover that it was just the beginning

Several officials, two were security from the National Parks and one was with the FBI, were still insistent we leave or be arrested… “Before you disband or arrest us you might want to check with officials from the Senate as they were invited to speak before the Senate.”

Pop Pop’s phone rang; he became sad and began to approach me… Pop Pop took my hand and asks me to sit and I knew it was something else. “Tell me, I’m not a baby, I want to know what’s up.”

Caution: The following story from my muse is bent in a really bad way. Just never and I repeat never wonder what would happen IF..

This is supposed to be the cheerful time of year. The expected Merry Christmas greeting and salutation is given.

Pixie by Shrike
Part 1 — The beginning

This is an untold tale of the first Gulf War. Sgt. Jeff Rikker and his men were captured while on patrol and subjected to terrors -- and pleasures --unknown to the Geneva Convention.

This little tale was my response to a rather unpleasant lurker on FictionMania whose idea of commenting on a story is to say how revolted s/he was that the transformee doesn't immediately raise holy hell and force whoever did it to change her back to the original male self. Or commit suicide in protest.

Warning: This story has some rather brutal "on-stage" sex.