T.S.A. Maiven

“The Sapling” by T.S.A. Maiven

Submitted to Contest #163

The Sapling This is a tale that needs to be told. It’s set in a beautiful Newfoundland forest. Right out in the middle of no where, a place that no one sees except for the odd hiker here and there. In this luscious forest, the beauty is unmatched. there’s a kaleidoscope of colors on each and every freely growing foliage. There were so many varieties of grass, flowers, bushes, right up to the woodland wonders. The trees.  Tender wisps of fog embraced one tree and then the next. It was so smoothly jumping around each tree it was remin...

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“Electric General” by T.S.A. Maiven

Submitted to Contest #162

Everyday he opens me, digging through my insides, searching for something to appease him. I’ve seen nobody else with the privilege to do it. Just him. I feel like that creates a bond between us. When only he is in the house, I don’t see him as often as when there’s company here. I look forward to company, I’ve come to love those days. That’s when his hands are inside me the most. Digging, pushing, re-arranging my interior goods like he’s tickling me. I must admit, we’ve been together a long time and I care about him as much as he cares ab...

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“Mascara, Heels and Heroin” by T.S.A. Maiven

Submitted to Contest #161

(Trigger Warning: Strong language, Drug use, Abuse) Five-inch-high stiletto boots, bright white, over the knee, click clacked shamelessly. The shapely legs that filled them belonged to Maryann. She spilled out of the dressing room into the dimly lit club like she owned it. Her outfit left little to the imagination. A halter top that accentuated her cleavage while showing off her belly was black, shiny, and appeared to be painted on her. Her skirt followed suit with just enough fabric to barely cover her curvy, muscular behind. The black li...

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“The Spider Web House” by T.S.A. Maiven

Submitted to Contest #158

A dew-covered spider web so sticky and threads gleaming with four am moonlit sparkles, was spinning soft yet deadly circles around his body. Ben was here again, soon to be stuck in a room, in a house that was begging for repair, on a road he didn't want to be on. The road located in an area that could only be called the wrong side of the tracks. The cliche screamed, but fit, so there it lay. The house itself was in disrepair yet lucky enough to still have two working windows on the second floor.  Covered in greasy fingerprints that st...

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“Take Another Selfie” by T.S.A. Maiven

Submitted to Contest #157

I’m Nikki King, 23 and everybody wants to be me. I posed and smiled for another selfie. Taken at just the perfect angle with just the perfect filter. I posted it to every social media platform I had. I knew this one would get so many comments from my adoring fans. I can’t help that I ended up being gorgeous and I was blessed with a stunning smile and a body to match. It wasn’t always that way. Growing up I was so awkward. Lonely and friendless. But on social media I’m a star! I already have ten likes on Instagram and two comments, and it’s o...

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“Changes” by T.S.A. Maiven

“A man from Glendale was arrested today following an incident involving an armed break and enter with a shotgun that occurred at 2:30am. Shots were fired though luckily no one was injured. The occupants of the home were his ex-wife and two small children who made it to safety with the help of a neighbor. The man responsible has been identified as Kenny Scott who is now in custody awaiting charges.” Brenda listened to the radio broadcaster and winced inside. How many times were they going to repeat the story? And his name? Shouldn’t that...

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“The Unwelcomed Newcomer” by T.S.A. Maiven

Submitted to Contest #150

“Please, don’t do it!” I pleaded to my human while I pressed my soft furry head into her leg with earnest. I jumped up onto her lap gracefully and repeated my signature move against her torso. Finally, going in for the kill-her-with-cuteness move to get her to understand my plea, I stretched my slender delicate figure upwards so that my paws rested daintily on her chest and my head matched the height of her own. Again, using my cuteness as a weapon of persuasion, I pressed my silky face hard against her fleshy hairless cheek before I switche...

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