A story about using a cute young girl as bait, and how the cougar rug came into my living room. Bloody, and terrifying, this story is not for the faint of heart.
A man wakes up and has a strange new knowledge in his head. He KNOWS what is in his basement, and he knows that they are his to play with.
The sci-fi tag represents the unmentioned context I was thinking of when I was writing this - it's definitely not a "sci-fi" story.
Sometimes there are complications to life and relationships, lines you think you can't cross, don't want to, or can't quite dare to. Sometimes you think too much about what is impossible, and why things can't work. There is a solution to those problems, those choices -- sometimes you might not even want it, but you might need it. Sometimes you need decisions made for you.
Leanne was desperate for a baby at a time when sperm was becoming rare and expensive. Just as she is about to give up, a perverted stranger arrives in her neighbourhood, but this would require some careful planning.