Viewed (1979) times by readers.
Sunday morning. Tom yawned wearily and scratched his crotch freeing mats of hair. Smears of the familiar object of his home past by, as he staggered to the bathroom. Piss streamed down in hot sweet relief. A blob of toothpaste pushed out onto the toothbrush and then he raked it back-and-forth, back-and-forth across fuzzy teeth. More...
Be the first to rate this post
Tags: horror, gore
Horror
Powered by BlogEngine.NET 1.4.5.0 Original Theme by M. Kristensen Web Design
We are currently accepting submissions. A good story, plot and characterisation are what we require. Nothing less than 3000 words please.
Check out our guidelines first.
Click here to submit your story
WS Team
Get notified when a new story or post is published.
Subscribe