About Mark Graham

A programmer and an amateur writer learning to spread his wings.

A Fox In Socks


From my Patreon!









A Drop Of Emerald

From My Patreon!

A scientist makes a fatal mistake and grows as she becomes enraged.

Dr. Elizabeth Russell’s lab coat weighed heavily on her shoulders but not nearly as heavily as the foreboding silence within the chamber.

When she showed new interns around the part of the lab she was in now, they always, without fail, asked if the lab used to be a bank.  The chamber was sealed with what looked like a vault door but she assured them that it had never been a bank.  No, it was custom created and far beyond a financial institution’s specifications. 

She stood in dim lighting in the inner ring, facing the chamber at the center of the lab.…

It’s Been Done Before

From my Patreon!

In the future, a young woman discovers her punishment as she begins to change

My arm is sore and I have a little bump at the injection site.

I hope the judge burns in hell.  

The shuttle beeps behind me but I wave it away and the wing doors close while it rises from the ground with a heavy gust of downdraft that stirs the hem of my habit. It takes a moment for the main engine to kick on and then the wind dies and it accelerates above me.  Even here, in the middle of nowhere, I can see the blinking red strobes of more shuttles flying in the distance.…

Leashed Ch. 02 [Patreon, Story, Dog Girl]

Amber investigates her changes, unable to resist the heat building within


My whole body is alive and begging for attention and I’ve never felt anything like this.

On the bed with my blanket around my ankles, ass raised in the air, head buried in my pillow and all I can think about is the ache within.  My chest is hot.  I feel my heartbeat in the pit of my stomach, my cheeks and ears are on fire and my teeth itch and I can’t stop rubbing my tongue against the roof of my mouth because of the way it sends jolts of spiky electricity down my stomach to my pussy and OH GOD I’m so fucking wet I can feel my muscles inside, slippery and empty and the static buzzing in my ears enough to drive me mad-

I clench the bedsheets, my little claws tearing into them and the mattress below.  Shivering.  Pressing my ass back with my legs spread.  Mouth open and my tongue hot and wet against my chin.  Shaking from it.  Nipples dragging against the bed.  All of them.  Fuck.  Leaning my chest down and sliding forward to feel it against my little lower nipples like a lover’s hands against my body.  Above me, his chest on my back and his cock inside of me, pushing, opening me, telling me I’m his dirty little slut.  Grabbing my hair hard and shoving my face into the bed.…


Headlights scattered on puddles from the recent rain.  Two women shrieked and giggled as they moved away from the streets.  A slick black sports car sped past, splashing the sidewalk while the passenger yelled out an incoherent catcall.  Its red tail lights scattered through the drops of water.  The night air smelled of hot concrete, steam, food and the eclectic scents of young adults migrating between clubs and bars.

“Come on, Beth!” the taller of the two women said, pulling at her girlfriend’s arm.  Tipsy and thrown off balance, they stumbled on their high heels and giggled again.

“It’s late, Kari,” Beth called out.  Still, she followed the other woman, smiling at her exuberance.  As much as she’d complain about being away from home, she’d never admit that she loved when her girlfriend convinced her to go out on some new adventure.  She watched as the girl’s two long black curls bounced against her cheeks.…

The Gift Ch. 02

From my Patreon! Chapter 2 (of 3 currently) for The Gift!


Warm afternoon sunlight filtered through tall, dilapidated buildings.  The air was sour with the scent of offal from nearby butchers and emptied chamber pots.  Agnes stepped lightly around puddles on the dirty, uneven ground. She held a wicker basket against her hip and a dainty hand over her nose while praying for a cool breeze to move the stale air.

Nearly all the lords and ladies were busy at the wedding with their fancy clothes and jewelry while she sweated through the stench of the lower city.…

So, I’m making a TF/TG game

I’m currently in the process of developing a NSFW game with TF and TG aspects, named “Kismet”

This is hosted and funded via Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/kismetthegame

I’ve made two posts on the page that gives some detail into what I’m trying to accomplish.

The basic idea is this: it’s set in a custom fantasy world and the village it’s centered around is inhabited by humans (although there’s an elf somewhere nearby). You will be able to play the game entirely with a “human only” route if you so choose. Romance and corrupt to your heart’s desire.

However, you’ll also be able to infect women at a certain point in the game.…

A Domestic Call [Patreon, Werewolf]

From my Patreon! The last of the initial gift stories for people that joined at the beginning.


The police cruiser turned left on the dirt road, its tires crunching on the gravel of the unpaved driveway.  Inside the cruiser, officer Miller glanced at the house number to verify she had the right address. She wiped sweat from her hairline and entered some information into the laptop suspended in front of the dashboard.

When Miller’s radio crackled to life, she jumped and cursed silently.  She’d been on edge since the night before and even snapped at the desk sergeant earlier this morning.