2,336 words (≈ 9 minutes)
[2300 words] To put it simply, Jerome was fat. His only erogenous zone was his mouth. But putting it simply didn't do justice to the rolls of flesh he carted around daily, the sheen of sweat that trickled from his pits, his forehead, his belly. Putting it simply didn't do justice to Jerome, for though he was simple of mind and large of body, _he was_, for better or worse, a human being. And despite appearances, an evolved human being.
Language: English
Written in: 2002
Published: 2009-09-29
Word count: 2,336 words (≈ 9 minutes)
Tags: erotica, telepathy, City, fantasy, Sex, horror, short fiction
Thu, 25 Feb 2010 16:30:34 +0100
Very descriptive, the main character makes you feel simultaneous pity and disgust. The end left me feeling slightly disturbed - so job well done!
Fri, 16 Oct 2009 08:18:16 +0200
I'd love to know what you think. This was an earlier piece of mine, and rough, but "sex" sure seems to be popular regardless. :)