Flash Fiction Friday 2023 – Week 5
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Excerpts
A Wish Come True
Chloe didn’t believe in magic or anything supernatural, but she couldn’t deny that the object hovering before her in her friend’s basement had an otherworldly quality to it that she couldn’t explain. It was like a translucent orb but inside, one could glimpse scattered images, like fragments from other worlds becoming visible in ours.
“What is it?” she asked, hesitating whether to touch it or not.
“We don’t know,” Emily replied. “Not for sure, at least.”
“What do you know?”
“This thing has been in my family for several generations. It was discovered on our old farm shortly after my ancestors moved to America and we’ve been keeping it secret from prying eyes ever since.”
“Why are you showing to it me then?”
(…)
All Dogs…
The leather collar dangled back and forth, back and forth, like a mesmerizing pendulum one couldn’t shake his eyes off. Wilbur followed the metal leash from which it was dangling, mouth agape, cock hard as a slab of granite.
“Who’s a good boy?” Katherine asked. “Are you a good boy for me?”
“Y-yes”, he stammered, callous hands on the office floor, blue pants down at his ankles. It was lunchtime and there was no one else on the floor but two of them but even if there were, he wouldn’t have minded at all. “I am a good boy.”
“Prove it. Good boys bark on command,” she declared. “What are you waiting for?”
Wilbur nodded gently, happy to humiliate himself. All dogs were good boys and he was a dog for her. It was only right to please her this way.
(…)
I Always Obey
Judith stared blankly into space, unaware of how much time had passed since she had entered a dreamy state of mind. Not that it mattered, though. The experience she was going through was incredibly pleasant, albeit strange, something similar to reliving a memory but with new details interspersed within.
The early-thirties museum curator was back in elementary school sitting in the front row. The blackboard in front of her wasn’t black at all but a mesh of blue, red, and green spirals rotating clockwise. On the teacher’s desk, lay a jagged piece of rock emanating a faint white glow.
Despite having gone back in time a little more than twenty years, the oniric version of her kept the same traits of her adult self, with curly red hair, dark brown eyes, an inquisitive nose, puffy lips, and a discrete tattoo of a crescent moon on her right wrist. She was wearing her regular job attire, a business casual set comprising a plaid skirt, white blouse, black blazer, and leather booties, and looked sharp as usual.
(…)
Shocked Again
Craig entered his apartment and immediately averted his gaze when he saw his best friend Peter fucking his sister on the couch. Ruth had always been a lustful soul but he never thought she would stoop so low.
“What the hell is going on here?” he announced his presence with a thundering roar. “Come on, guys! If you really had to do that, couldn’t you have taken it to the bedroom at least?”
“We did…” Ruth grinned, contorting her supple neck to look at him. “but the sheets are too dirty now and the floor is cold.”
“Get dressed, please!”
“Hey, bud,” Peter wiped a handful of pearls of sweat from his furrowed brow. “We weren’t expecting you so soon. This is… this is not what you think.”
“You’re right, it’s worse!” Craig continued to look away from the scene while waiting for them to do the right thing. Their clothes were spread on the floor, with some torn apart as if the Hulk himself had been in the room. “So… how long has this been going on?”
(…)
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