Misterdoe's Fiction

“Depends on what you mean by ‘wearing,’” a familiar voice replied from across the table. Paulette looked up to see two outfits of clothing standing at the other side of the table, filled out to shapely feminine contours — one completely pink (unzipped hooded sweatshirt over a tube top, gloves, miniskirt, sheer leggings, sandals), and [...]

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Once they had passed the offending thicket, the source of the voices became plainly evident…
Bryan was seated at a table, laughing and enjoying the company of… Paulette?!
It took Paulette a moment, after doing a double take, to deal with the rush of thoughts that came at her with the sight of this obvious impostor. Who [...]

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Subreality City, like just about every other plane that runs on imagination, occasionally has visitors from Out There, as Adriana Pinto called it. Some of these have no real idea where they are as they wander the streets, unaware that the Wolverine they see is really Wolverine and not an actor in character. So there [...]

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Paulette arrived in Subreality totally cloaked, not knowing quite what to make of Vik’s message. Was there some kind of trouble going on down here? She figured it would be prudent to cloak herself until she knew what was what.
Then the reality, so to speak, of the situation occurred to her. She probably didn’t need [...]

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Full disclosure: there is no actual airplane collision anywhere in this story.
Paulette and Robin, after experiencing the fondling, caressing, and other ministrations of the unseen hands, left the house and went on with their day. Paulette, as usual, was left alone by the hands as she went about her business, but she couldn’t help wondering [...]

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