The
Never Ending Path of Samantha Saranow: Treed
By
Twrch_Twryth(@yahoo.com)
"I
can't do it any more," Samantha Saranow said, shaking her head.
"Fuck it. Game over."
"Wait,
you can't really--?" Lorna Andrews asked. "You're not
talking about going down there, are you?"
"I
abso-fucking-lutely am," Samantha snapped back as she started
unbuttoning her shirt.
"It's
still down there!" Lorna hissed. "You saw what it did to
Professor Te

The Never-Ending Path
of Samantha Saranow 2 -- Racing Horses
By
Twrch_Twryth(@yahoo.com)
Samantha Saranow hit
the ground running. She focused on mid-foot strikes. She was used
to running in shoes, so the motion felt awkward and artificial, but
she knew that this was actually better for her bare feet. Hitting
with her heel could make her break an ankle. More important than
that, a mid-foot strike meant that she was running more quietly. As
long as she didn't hit a twig.
It was bad for her
fo

The Never-Ending Path
of Samantha Saranow 3 -- Doing My Part
By
Twrch_Twryth(@yahoo.com)
"There's got to be
some way I can help," Samantha Saranow whined.
"Uh, you could get
the back half of this carcass," Lorna Andrews grunted.
"Oh. I guess."
Samantha stepped over and grabbed the hind-quarters of the sheep
carcass that Lorna had just dragged out of a chest freezer. The
fifty-five pound animal seemed even heavier frozen.
"Thanks, this is
much easier with two pe

The Never Ending Path
of Samantha Saranow 3 -- Houseguest
By
Twrch_Twryth(@yahoo.com)
Week 1
Gaurishankar Banerjee
heard a knock on his door. Shaking his head and clenching his teeth
in frustration, he put down the book on archosaurus evolution that
was just starting to get good. This was, what, the seventh, eighth
time today that somebody came to the door. He already knew what to
expect as he opened the door.
"Hey there,
Guari..." Standing in the doorway was a vision of insistent,

The Never-Ending Path
of Samantha Saranow 5 -- In-Belly Suspension
By
Twrch_Twryth(@yahoo.com)
Principal Wayne Rodgers
closed the file and made a great show of rubbing his eyes in tired
frustration before looking again at the two young women sitting
across the desk from him.
"So," he
continued, "in addition to the daily write-ups for public
displays of affection, almost daily infractions of the dress code,
and more than a few times in which you have been caught...engaging in
sexua

The Never-Ending Path
of Samantha Saranow 6 -- Vet Visit
By
Twrch_Twryth(@yahoo.com)
It was a slow day at
Chillicothe Animal Hospital. The receptionist, Samantha Saranow, was
busying herself on Facebook and Instagram. Dr. Temple, the
veterinarian, had caught up on paperwork and was now playing
solitaire, while her assistant, Lorna Andrews, was walking Bucky, the
recently neutered schnauzer, for the fifth time that day.
Things got a little
more exciting when Samantha saw a jeep pull up in the p

The Never-Ending Path
of Samantha Saranow 7 -- The Swinging Shoggoth Party
By
Twrch_Twryth(@yahoo.com)
"Wanna try
something a little more adventurous?"
Ron Martinek looked
down at his girlfriend incredulously. Samantha Saranow was tied
naked to a custom sawhorse. Her legs were splayed open, tied as they
were to the spread legs of the sawhorse. Ropes bound her torso to
the back of the sawhorse and her hands were handcuffed behind her
back. Two small weights hung from nipple clamps an

The Never-Ending Path
of Samantha Saranow 8 -- The Offering
By
Twrch_Twryth(@yahoo.com)
Just on the other side
of Bon Secour Bay, in the Gulf of Mexico, there's a barrier island.
It's official name may be Chillicothe, but most locals just call it
Chilli. It was pretty good and isolated form the mainland,
accessible only by ferry until about thirty years ago when the boys
in Birmingham decided to build a bridge. The island was always a big
agricultural hub, but with the building of the bridge

The Never-Ending Path
of Samantha Saranow 9 -- Cretaceous Vacation
By
Twrch_Twryth(@yahoo.com)
"What in the hell
was that!?" Natalie Jimenez demanded. Several voices joined her
questioning. Samantha Saranow was just trying to clear her head.
Something tugged at her mind -- something about a man and a laptop --
but she just couldn't focus. After shaking her head a bit, the
memories came back.
Okay, a minute ago the
six women had been standing in a cluttered mechanical engineering
la

The Never-Ending Path
of Samantha Saranow 10 -- Shrinky Dinks
By
Twrch_Twryth(@yahoo.com)
Sukhmani Banerjee took
a deep breath and closed her locker door. She could hear from the
splashing and the chatter that other girls were still in the shower.
She had been in and out quickly and now was the time for her to
return.
Sukhmani re-wrapped her
towel to try to conceal the piece of bulky technology in her hand.
When she realized it wasn't going to work, she just dropped the
towel. She would have

The Never-Ending Path
of Samantha Saranow 11 -- Confrontation
By
Twrch_Twryth(@yahoo.com)
Sharon Rivers couldn't
help but be excited. They were finally getting away for a a long
weekend at sea. The six friends had been planning this for so long
she was incredulous that it was actually happening.
Unfortunately, her
girlfriend Samantha also seemed incredulous. In the last minute or
two, as they had pulled up to the marina, Samantha's demeanor had
changed. It had become dark and foreboding as s

Samsara Continues: The
Giantess at the End of This Story
By TwrchTwryth
“Wait, does that say
what I think it does?” There is a woman standing against a blank
background. She is pretty, buxom, and completely nude. She has
long, auburn hair, styled straight with bangs in front, under which
two big, light blue eyes are set in an expressive, slightly freckled
face. Her breasts are the most immediately noticeable part of her,
since they are each right around head-sized. Her curvy body is
gl

Tentigo
By TwrchTwryth
Samantha Saranow began existing again and awoke. This was always an unusual, almost alarming event. For more than a two years, she had not been. Not dead, or killed, or obliterated — she simply had been, then ceased to be. When her eyes snapped open, she was understandably rather disoriented. She was confused and both grateful and resentful at being called back into existence.
Samantha Saranow felt many paradoxical things. After all, she knew that she was a character

SnakepitBy TwrchTwrythSamantha Saranow awoke. It had been a while since she existed, but now life and consciousness returned.She felt first, even as she blinked away the cobwebs of the void. She was laying down, the room was warm and humid, and there was something draped across her. And, of course, she was naked.She sat up, her brain finally processing what she saw. She was in a moodily lit room, heavily-tinted windows above her and set in a wall made out of (probably artificial) stone. The floo