<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><channel><title>Absorb on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/tags/absorb/</link><description>Recent content in Absorb on Gromet's Plaza Archive</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Sat, 30 May 2026 20:13:47 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="/tags/absorb/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>A Stalker's Visit</title><link>/stories/2016/10/16/a-stalkers-visit/</link><pubDate>Sun, 16 Oct 2016 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2016/10/16/a-stalkers-visit/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;“Hey.”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I jumped at the single word. Who had gotten into my dorm at this hour? I didn’t recognize that voice. I put the comic book down on the stack next to my bed. “Who’s there?” I asked.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The door opened the rest of the way. “You don’t recognize me? That’s a shame. I’m your biggest fan.” A girl stood before me. She was staring at me intently, like she expected me to do something, or maybe she was sizing me up.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Supermans' Extra Superpower</title><link>/stories/2015/01/10/supermans-extra-superpower/</link><pubDate>Sat, 10 Jan 2015 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2015/01/10/supermans-extra-superpower/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;I thought my day couldn’t get any more messed up, but boy was I wrong. It all started when I got on the wrong side of a bunch of thugs in the inner city. They decided I looked too “well off” for their part of town, in my torn jeans, ragged tee and sneakers, and had cornered me in a side alley, away from the main drag. I had had my wallet taken, my sneakers stolen, and they were in the process of removing my jeans when things changed.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Cornered</title><link>/stories/2010/06/17/cornered/</link><pubDate>Thu, 17 Jun 2010 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2010/06/17/cornered/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;Sean was pressed up against the wall, there was no where to run or hide as
the huge, hulking woman bore down on him. She seemed almost twice times Sean&amp;rsquo;s own
size and seemed to tower over him.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;C&amp;rsquo;mere little boy!&amp;rdquo; the giant woman said, leeringly. &amp;ldquo;I&amp;rsquo;ve going to eat
you!&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;With that, she licked her lips and a strange gleam came into her eye.
She reached out a massive hand to Sean and picked him up, Sean tried to
struggle against the ferocious grip, but couldn&amp;rsquo;t break free.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Endless Spiral</title><link>/stories/2010/01/26/endless-spiral/</link><pubDate>Tue, 26 Jan 2010 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2010/01/26/endless-spiral/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;Jerry drew in a breath and stepped through the hole in the air that
the strange god had divined for him. Beyond was the fate the strange god
promised him, the endless spiral down into his world beyond. His clothing
burned on the strange god&amp;rsquo;s fire, his few other possessions already
sacrificed for passage.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Beyond the hole in the air was darkness. The floor felt like
smooth glass to his feet, and he could see no walls or ceiling. Only
endless ebony and his own body, illuminated by soft light with no source.
Behind him, the passage to the world vanished, leaving him alone&amp;hellip; almost.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>ULTI-MAI-DEN</title><link>/stories/2009/06/22/ulti-mai-den/</link><pubDate>Mon, 22 Jun 2009 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2009/06/22/ulti-mai-den/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ULTI-MAI-DEN: Ultimate Maid Guardian&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“My dear Mai, I believe it’s time for you to wake up… ”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“What… what is this… why am I… who… ”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“So many questions, and yet you barely have the energy to stay awake. I’m afraid that won’t do, Miss Mai.”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“Who are you? And… why can’t I remember my name… ?”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“Oh but you can… just try.”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“My name is… Mai… Mai Mai Oppai… ”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“That is correct… I’m glad you can remember as much.”&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Wanted</title><link>/stories/2007/03/12/wanted/</link><pubDate>Mon, 12 Mar 2007 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2007/03/12/wanted/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;Mark was reading the &amp;ldquo;Growth and Shrinking board&amp;rdquo; as he
has done every morning since he connected to the net in
September 97. There was a particular post that attracted
his attention.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;LISA: &amp;ldquo;I am making a video involving a man that will be
shrunk to two inches tall. He will then be
teased, played with and in the finale he will be
swallowed alive. I need a man willing to be my
co-star. You will receive a percentage of what
the video grosses and I can promise you an
experience that you will remember for the rest of
your life. If you are interrested please E-mail
me at &lt;a href="mailto:Lisa@manshrnk.com"&gt;Lisa@manshrnk.com&lt;/a&gt; &amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Wanted</title><link>/stories/2007/03/12/wanted/</link><pubDate>Mon, 12 Mar 2007 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2007/03/12/wanted/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;Mark was reading the &amp;ldquo;Growth and Shrinking board&amp;rdquo; as he
has done every morning since he connected to the net in
September 97. There was a particular post that attracted
his attention.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;LISA: &amp;ldquo;I am making a video involving a man that will be
shrunk to two inches tall. He will then be
teased, played with and in the finale he will be
swallowed alive. I need a man willing to be my
co-star. You will receive a percentage of what
the video grosses and I can promise you an
experience that you will remember for the rest of
your life. If you are interrested please E-mail
me at &lt;a href="mailto:Lisa@manshrnk.com"&gt;Lisa@manshrnk.com&lt;/a&gt; &amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Metamorphosis</title><link>/stories/1/01/01/metamorphosis/</link><pubDate>Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/1/01/01/metamorphosis/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;Sci-Fi / Fantasy / Machine / Lesbian / Female Masturbation / Spanking / Flogging&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;AI Metal changes a woman&amp;rsquo;s body and life - a Kafkaesque story.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Franz Kafka had a great influence on writing and literature in the 20th century. Even today,  strange and/or creepy stories are called Kafkaesque. In his novella “Die Verwandlung” (usually translated into English as “Metamorphosis”) a man slowly turns into a cockroach.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;In my version of Metamorphosis, I go one up on Kafka. Not only does a woman totally change, her entire world changes around her. More than that, she becomes something much, much more interesting than a cockroach.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>