Some of my stories now come in traditional printed editions.
They are available in 6" x 9" hardback with beautiful dust jackets.
Visit my book store at Lulu.com or click on the links in the story synopsis below.
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Dr. Cheyenne Chaste Moon
I'm basically quiet and shy.
Though I don't talk much, I can be reached at:
cheyennecm@juno.com
Let me start by saying that all my work (stories, poems, artwork, music, etc.) are copyrighted to me, and may not be uploaded to any other web site, ftp site, BBS, network, or computer. If you would like to place any of my work on your site, please ask me. I have very few restrictions, and am very amicable.
My stories are, to say the least, interesting. Unless you are interested in a few certain sui generis genres you may be shocked by the nature, characters, plot, or situations of some, if not most, of my stories.
Most, but not all, of these stories contain, to one degree or another, sexual situations, “adult” language, transgenderism, illustrations of unclothed persons, transformations, and . . .
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All files have been zipped with WinZip. Click on PDF to download the zipped PDF file. Click on HTML to download the zipped HTML version. It is highly encouraged that you choose the HTML versions, as some stories will offer extra goodies not available in the PDF versions. Not all stories will be available in PDF.
All of my stories in HTML format were intended to be read using MS Internet Explorer.
If you use any other browser they may not look right, and may even be unreadable.
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This just popped into my head one day. It’s kind of wacky. Sort of like a Fractured Fairytale. But I really like it. It’s whimsical.
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A Tale of Fred
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Once upon a time there lived a young man of questionable lineage. But that’s not really important to the story. These questionable parents of the young man had, at his birth, actually named him Fredrick; but, through the child’s early years, the townsfolk had decided to call him Fred.nbsp; And the name sort of stuck.
Now, Fred was hard working, intelligent, and quite eager to learn all he could about. . . well, everything. Fred was not one to dawdle, or fritter away his time. Every free minute was spent at the library, reading books on history and science, and even metaphysics and theology. The townsfolk often thought he was far too serious.
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This one is still a work in progress. It currently is at 16.5MB, and is quite a ways from being finished. Though unfinished, you may download what there is thus far. If you downloaded the demo version, you should download this new version as there have been changes and lots more added.
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The E+ Club’s Royal Gala
and Moonlight Convocation
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It all began several years back . . .
On my porch stood a very striking woman. She was six-foot tall with a stunning hourglass figure, and an attire which was just as provocative. Sitting atop her honey-blonde hair was a cap much like I associated with milkmen, or like police, and mailmen used to wear. She wore tight, blue, denim shorts. And she wasn’t wearing a blouse. At least I don’t think she was. I could see her navel and nipples quite plainly—even the faint coloration of her areolas. Yet she seemed to have a painted-on pink shirt collar and short sleeves. Even more strange; above her left breast was a painted-on pocket with a painted-on pen sticking out of it. Following her shapely, long legs, I saw a pair of dark red, four-inch-heeled pumps adorning her feet.
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I don’t know if it could actually be called such, but this is a weird, comical, romance . . . sort of. This is not as complete as I intended, and I may add more to the tale at a much later date.
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Dream~Catcher
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Mark, who spends much of his time as Nosey the clown, is secretly in love with Janet, a widowed Sioux maiden. After wooing her, Mark is, with the unbeknownst help of her grandfather’s magical Dream~Catcher, forever drawn into her life. And Janet, also unknowingly through the magical Dream~Catcher, is enhanced with larger breasts. She finds she can inflate her breasts to any size. And soon finds she has the ability of flight.
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This is an adventure/detective novel of epic proportions. It took me several years to write, and I am working on a sequel, though I am currently uncertain which of two directions to take it.
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Amateurs Need Not Apply
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An epic burlesque-detective-dramedy. Joseph Benjamin Gunn, an “old-fashioned” gumshoe, is immersed in a web of deceit and confusion when he takes on a simple-looking jewel robbery. He soon finds himself pummeled by a crooked police captain, and used as a pawn by a calculating criminal. We find his private life no less hectic, as he learns he is about to become a father, and, to his dismay . . . and bewilderment (for he is ever so in love with the mother of his child), finds himself in love with another most . . . unique lady.
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This is for those who wish to write a tale about the Realm of Maxxis, or for those who just wish to know more about it.
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The Realm of Maxxis Compendium
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This is a companion piece to E+ Club, and The E+ Club's Royal Gala. It is, as its title implies, a compendium on the Realm of Maxxis. It provides maps, charts, lists, time lines, history, and inner workings, and all things a reader or writer would need (or perhaps, want) to know about the Realm of Maxxis.
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This one is really different, and I have no idea where it came from.
There is a sequel in the works.
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E+ Club
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Three college students, Richard, Sherman, and Bobby Jo,
happen upon the E+ Club. After caught spying on the voluptuous members of the coterie, the trio is punished in an unusual fashion. Each is transformed into enraptured sexual heteroclites who come to relish their new anatomy and essence.
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This was the first illustrated story I ever did. My thanks ever so to Johnny Swell for his wonderful title artwork.
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Keeping Abreast of the Times
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This is a big-breasted, burlesque comedy about the adventures of a brilliant and beautiful scientist, Franglais Fay Buffé. She accidentally creates an alternate future where strict government regulations require women’s breasts to be no smaller than an F-cup! Using advanced DNA manipulation, ladies commonly “morph” their boobs to such an incredible size that they must use anti-gravity products just to carry their enormous bosoms around! Fran’s own bustline undergoes dramatic increases in the course of her adventures.
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A very short time-travel tale with a Wellsian flavor.
I’ve often thought of turning this into a full-length novel.
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Time Hopper
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The final global-thermal-nuclear-war has come and gone. The world is little more than a scorched cinder. In an underground complex the thousand worldly survivors of mankind try to rebuild a better world. Hidden in that complex, and found by a single individual, is a time machine. The man time hops a thousand years into the future, and finds a Utopia. His arrival, however, brings devastating results to the future society, as well as preordained changes to his own time.
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This one was whittled down from a much larger version. I actually like the larger version better, but I lost it years ago.
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The Vial
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A lonely young lady is befriended by an elderly scientist, and his lovely assistant, who gives her beauty, large breasts, and much more.
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This one is actually a dream I once had for twelve consecutive nights.
It was at a weird point in my life; but then, my entire life is weird, so who knows.
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Goddess
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A man awakens alone, with no memory, in a contained two-room universe. With him in this vexxing existence is a statue of what could only be a Goddess. Eventually a companion appears—a woman. Unusual requests are then made of the man by the Goddess statue.
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This just popped into my head one day. It’s a silly psuedo-techno babbling.
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A Brief history of TSC Converters
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What is a TSC converter? Why, a Time-Space-Continuum converter, of course. How were they developed; what are they used for; what different types are there? All that is answered.
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Though I really don’t consider myself a poetess, I did receive the “Golden Poet Award” from the World of Poetry Association for two consecutive years. My poems are available online.
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Various Poems
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A number of poems, spanning many years and subjects.
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I have many stories in progress. Here are just a few. It will be announced when they are finished.
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I intended this to be a TG tale, but it seems likely to be more.
And regardless of the title, there are no previous adventures of Colonel Bigbrah.
The Further Adventures of Colonel Philip A. Bigbrah |
Three years ago, after The Incident, Colonel Philip A. Bigbrah walked away from his commission in the Triad Peace Force. Now he has been called back to duty. There had been an all-out assault on the maximum security prison on Rigatel’s satellite Zeta. When the assault was finally squelched, there were seventeen dead, and Colonel Bigbrah’s arch nemesis, Major Hooters, had escaped.
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I’m not quite sure in what direction this story will yet go. I have two possible scenarios in mind.
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Somewhere in Future’s Past
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This sequel to Amateurs Need Not Apply takes up exactly where the original ends. There’s not much to say about it yet, as I've only a few chapters completed. But, for those who have read the first book; Joe does get married.
This is just temporary title art. I will have to wait until the story is more along before I do anything more permanent for it.
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This one is still in the very preliminary stages. I do have very good hopes for it though.
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And Liberty for All...
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In 1842 Julep Franklin was born in Cape Girardeau, Missouri. In the Year 2482 Julep Franklin still lives. Julep Franklin is an immortal. Or... at the very least, a mortal with an extremely long life span. Julep Franklin has seen the worst of mankind, being hounded, hated, tricked, tortured, cheated, shot and killed time and time again. Yet, it was Julep Franklin who offered mankind the technology necessary to explore and colonize space.
The Galactic Profit Corporation had been formed from the five largest corporations on the planet. In its greed to control space, Galactic Profit decimated Earth then proceeded to do the same to other worlds. With the death of Earth, food and resources became very scarce, especially for the settlers and terraforming crews on the multitude of other worlds. Then, suddenly, GP Inc. had all the water, food, ores, and other resources it needed. When questioned by the government—the very weak Republic—all the Corporation would say is that they had discovered a new abundant planet, but, for various reasons, it could not be inhabited or terraformed.
When Julep Franklin stumbled upon a conflict between a GPC patrol ship and one of its own strifers, it was learnt that the new abundant planet was inhabited by a sentient, intelligent, and beautiful people. The Corporation had, in fact, invaded the planet, enslaved the population, and was systematically stealing its resources. The inhabitants (the Bos) who resisted—and even many who did not—were killed and used for food, as they were similar to bovines in nature... and taste.
This did not sit at all well with Julep Franklin!
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