There are monsters among us. The most frightening thing about them is that they don't look like monsters and don't act like monsters until... well, until they do. Richard Pauling was one. Maybe the only one of his kind. Or was he? This is a love story, or the closest thing to love that monsters can feel.
Part of BSFSF
Imagine if you will a 'spank prank,' so daring that to be carried out to its red-clad rear end it required a skilled seamstress. One that required not only a proxy, but a cunning schemer to reach its mind-blowing climax! Revenge served white-hot.