I propose this story to be a challenge to the notion that an extremely short, transformation-centric, shallow-depth smut story cannot be beautifully w...itten.The Forgotten CisternBy EnbreezeHe moved ever so quietly towards the tower itself. It was an unimpressive structure, looking much like the ruins that it was to be. But he knew better. Inside was supposedly a source of ancient power that had not been exercised in centuries past, when sorcerers built it. Now it stood as a ruin. But it was a. "I sat there thinking for a moment, before remembering and saying. "Igave a semen sample the day I came in here the first time, would thatwork?" Where is it stored?" Doctor Ivy Nickerson asked.I filled her in. "It's cross-listed under Cameron Sylvester and CamilleHarris," I told her."Let me go call..." Okay, assuming we can get this DNA sample, it opens up trying to putyou back to normal," Doc told me. "But it's got risks..." Like?" Well, you could end up shrinking?" Amanda said."Would I be a. She seemed to like the same things that he did. Their places were very similar in decor. She set her keys down on the breakfast bar and turned to walk down the hallway, she looked at him. You coming, she asked. He followed her to her bedroom, wondering what she had in mind, surely not sex. They didnt have time. She gestured for him to have a seat on her bed and hung up her jacket. Then she walked over to where he was sitting on the bed and pressed the button on her answering machine. She. Charles went around and turned on a small lamp, then motioned with a jerk of his chin for the Wench to assume a position opposite him. Together, the pair removed the top sheet and blanket from Sharon while she grimaced under the light and draft."Ugh! Gawd, that's bright! Can you turn it down?" Sharon complained."No. Is there a better lamp in this room?" Charles replied."Eeek!" Sharon thrashed, trying to cover herself instinctively. A man! Omigawd!"Relax!" Charles directed, "I'm merely here to.