An archive of my stories (primarily TFTG smut written originally for Furaffinity). Many of my stories were done in collaboration with artists, but for now I am only posting the plain text versions of them here as a backup of my work.
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Monday, May 29, 2023
Station Infection (TFTG Mini)
Station Infection
A TFTG mini fic written for art drawn by All Bad Badgers
Transcribed notes from a video discovered at the sight of ground zero of what has been classified as 'The Cloud'. The video appears to show the fateful observation undertaken by Dr. Alexander and Dr. Smith. It beings with Dr. Smith already taking notes on the four armed, mechanical alien life form believed to be the catalyst for The Cloud.
Dr. Alexander*: "It is currently 06:00 station time. Myself, Dr. Barry Alexander and my associate Dr. Franklin Smith have begun initial observation on the alien lifeform discovered in a cryopod by a team of local scavengers. Station security confiscated their find, which they apparently intended to throw into an incinerator, claiming it was dangerous. They are now being held in the bridge for attempted destruction of an intelligent life form."
(still a maroon dragon male at this point in the recording)
At this point in the recording, the robotic life form beings to shake its tail, letting out a cloud of what we believe to be the same chemical now referred to as The Cloud for reasons that will soon become clear.
Dr. Smith: "Hey it's doing something with its tail! Barry, the tube isn't sealed, we have to patch it before-"
(At this point still a normally colored orang fox male)
Dr. Smiths words are cut off by a coughing fit as the gas starts to fill the room. Dr. Alexander goes to help his companion, apparently as of yet unaware of the black and gray metal starting to cover Dr. Smith's body or the orange highlights matching the pink ones on the four breasted alien in their custody.
Dr. Alexander: "Franklin, hold on I'll get you a mask! Wait, what the fuck!?"
It is at this point Dr. Alexander seems to become aware of the two additional mechanical arms growing out of his companions body and perhaps of the breasts forming on his chest. He is however, clearly unaware of the third arm he is starting to grow.
Dr. Alexander: "Oh shit, I need to get out of here!"
Dr. Alexander attempts to escape the room, but he is by now too late to escape. Dr. Smith is rapidly finishing his transformation into a four breasted, four armed female dragonoid gas carrier and is already making a move to attack her former colleagues as Dr. Alexander's fourth arm and second set of breasts start to grow in.
Dr. Smith: "Your not going anywhere cutie!"
Dr. Smith tackles Dr. Alexander and in doing so knocks over the camera, obscuring the action, though the audio indicates they copulated wildly for at least a full hour, during which time the gas would have been spreading thought the whole station. Based on estimations of similar cases documented across the galaxy since The Cloud first appeared, we believe that by the time the pink originator of The Cloud walks past the camera near the end of the video, the station would have already been fully infected.
Based on these findings and projections of the ongoing spread of The Cloud, our best guess is that the galaxy will fully scum to it within the next three standard weeks.
Given our inability to cub its spread even when it was still at a containable level, the chances of intelligent life surviving this currently stands at 0.000000001.
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