《By chance》 Chapter one: the fire Create point of view I put my foot out to make sure that the fire was big enough for my monstrous embrace, I assured myself it was big enough I stepped on it smiling my Creator was dead I had nothing left I guess I better put him out of his misery I throw him into the flames throwing myself in with him forever he will rest at my feet when all of a sudden the Flames disappear and I find myself in front of a man he has to be around 18 sitting in front of a fire controlled by hearth oh how beautiful he is he seems to have golden locks of hair never have I seen a male with blonde hair well that was a lie Robert has blond hair the young man was sipping on his cup of tea holding a newspaper or was it a book I tried not to gasp when I saw from the title my creators loathsome name ring by someone known as Mary Shelley it was titled Frankenstein the modern Prometheus what a joke I allowed myself a laugh I suppose he heard me because he turned himself around and I have never beheld such a beautiful face in my life before his cherry red lips and brown eyes made me smile and the only way I could tell he was not female was a lack of tits he approached me and I ready to myself for combat. What I received was a hug, I had no idea what it was happening the world was traveling add a hundred miles per minute yet in his eyes I saw hope of companionship,I smiled allowing myself to be happyThis content has been unlawfully taken from Royal Road; report any instances of this story if found elsewhere. " I''m Thomas what''s your name" Thomas said I shook his hand " I was given no name" I said he understood " you look like a Benjamin, or an Adam ,or a Felix" Thomas said upon hearing the name Felix my mind returned to the cottagersAnd how mercilessly I was beaten quickly without hesitation I said " I like the name Adam!" I said quickly Thomas smiled hours worked by like seconds he told me more about himself talking about, how he was a poor college student, a job he hates dead parents, fear of being abandoned and obsession with bringing things back from the dead almost if I was talking to my own creator as a young lad but Thomas is kind and gentle then he noticed my appearance fully I was completely dirty I have not bathed in weeks " you need a bath, I will make it for you and I will take care of you" he said pushing my long-ass hair out of my face Chapter 2: the kind and benevolent man Thomas''s point of view I put a plug in the drain, this reminds me of how my mom used to do it for me, I fill the tub up with warm water it reminds me of when I was 5 years old it was extremely cold winter and the heater went out for a while I was cold, so mama gave me a warm bath, simple things that seem so small now feel big, then I added bubbles it reminded me of that one time when I was around 5 " it''s bath time!" my mother said to five-year-old meStolen from Royal Road, this story should be reported if encountered on Amazon. "yay bubble bath!"5 year old me said " we shall have the bubbles then!" my mom said pouring some Crystal material into the bath but I thought it was bubbles " more bubbles!"5 year old me said my mother added more Crystal material now that I''m filling it up with bubbles that actually work watching it bubble up reminds me of my now builds up urges for him, he is beauty incarnated , even though he is eight foot tall and has stitches holding his body together, he is beauty I should probably stop daydreaming and get him some clothes and a towel I got a towel and now I am pulling out some Fabrics, I hope this form of clothing will fit him I made sure that the bath was warm and then I called him Chapter 3: the bath Adams point of view I stood up, Thomas was guiding me to the bathroom, finally I came across the tub it was big I put together really quickly, I looked at him " if this helps I won''t watch" Thomas said facing the opposite direction and putting his hands over his eyes truth is I want him to see me in my most natural state " it''s fine, the truth is I want you to see me that way" I said, he started blushing " ok" he said fumbling with his words, the first thing off my body was my extremely heavy bag, the question was why I still kept it, slowly I took off everything else on my person and I submerged myself in the water, I smiled as he came behind meIf you spot this narrative on Amazon, know that it has been stolen. Report the violation. he grabbed a rag and started washing my arm,As he was doing this he repented to me memories of his childhood, only, what was strange, Thomas refer to himself during these times as a she, finally as he was moving down to my most hated region I finally got the courage to ask him " why during the tights when you are telling me your childhood experiences do you tell me of a girl" he smiled at me after I asked this " well, I used to be female, but, I figured out I was always a boy!" Thomas said I understood I have heard stories about people like this, they claim to be men or women trapped inside the other sexs body , I have seen countless times these people a man who would put on a very beautiful dress and stuff it to the max, women who would hide their chest, I was happy to be in the presence of another one, this one finally finishing up taking care of my body or so it would seem. He moved up again this time putting things in my hair smiling after he was done he started to get me to be dry. Then he gave me some clothes I put them on gratefully Chapter 4: dance lessons Thomas point of view " where do you go all day" Adam asked" when you''re not at home for those hours" he put his teacup down I smiled " a couple days ago when you first appeared I told you I have a job I hate,I guess it''s time I tell you the job" I said getting up " I teach people to dance!But I don''t hate teaching it''s the young kids I hate teaching" I said helping up Adam from his chair " and I can teach you if you want me to" he nodded as I said this he looks eager I started off simple with him, but it turned out he knew some of the 18th century dances most of our dances originated from there except he did not know how to do this one dance it required a partner and he never had a partner, I would help him I would teach him how to do the waltz I taught him with every lasting patience, I taught him all the steps, when suddenly I tripped on him, he tried to catch me but found himself making terrible acquaintance with the floor as my lips crashed onto his in a puckered motion, I have kissed his lips and he tastes like heaven, I blushed it was my first kiss but I liked it he put his hand on my face pulling me towards him only he kissed me,Black dead lips kissing mine, I pushed back his hairStolen story; please report. " I''m so sorry if that was embarrassing!" he said " it''s fine that was my first kiss and I want you to do it again only this time use your tongue" I said romantically, he obliged we spent many minutes on that floor pandering what movie we are going to make on each other next who will be the top who would be the bottom honestly I feel comfortable being the bottom something about losing all control and giving into the top is romantic to me I would be happy being the bottom or the sub while he is the top or dom " you can be the top dominant well I will be your bottom submissive" I said he looked confused I explained everything to him " I see you want me to take control, you want me to take the wheel , you have to want to surrender all of your thoughts and will to me but only during our times when we are in bed together" he asked I noted kissing his lips again it would take him some time to learn the art of mind control/hypnosis but I will be waiting for him as we cuddle each other I feel a sense of euphoria We share a bed because I am a big man we have to do it Chapter 5: the knocking Adams point of view I watched perform, what a powerful dancer he is his carefree and happy movements teaching the little boys and girls, it brought a smile to my already corrupted face, I was watching from the other room, it was Halloween and I thought I could scare the little boys and girls,They were all dressed up one girl in particular was dressed up like a witch threatening to put enchantments on her brother if you did not do what she said, her brother was dressed up as societies version of me square head, I giggled once they saw me they would know the truth right now I looked at Thomas he looked back at me5 more minutes he told me mentally, the both of us can communicate telepathically it''s a talent I have always possessed 5 minutes went by I looked at him he nodded, the kids were all sitting around waiting for a story I swung the door open me and Thomas have practice this many times the first time I got hit in the face by the door the plan is simple scare the children and if only one of them was left unfazed which is common grab Thomas and make remarks in Sweden then scream at the top of my lungs, even if all of them are petrified I would still do that the door hit the wall leaving another dent,I screamed, The Children looked at me they were all Frozen in fear the girl dressed up as a witch held onto her brother tightly, all of them were cowering in fear, I grabbed ahold of Thomas, he pretended to be scared for me, screaming and squirming shaking.Unauthorized usage: this tale is on Amazon without the author''s consent. Report any sightings. "Vad f?r dig att tro att jag sl?pper dig?" I said laughing the children were confused and scared I like seeing that "Du vet att det inte g?r att fly fr?n mig" I said again I was not planning this however I was not planning the witch child along with her brothers and her companions to try to charge track on me, picture this scenario in your head dear reader, one gigantic eight foot tall man being pushed down by 20 5 to 13 year olds it was interesting to say the least finally they got me down on the floor after pushing. Screaming, and hitting it reminded me of the beatings I suffered as a younger less knowledgeable creation, and I began to cry, I knew there was nothing left to do but surrender "Du vinner, jag ger upp" I said not meaning to talk in Sweden though " sorry what I meant to say was You win,i surrender"I said cowering in fear turn all of a sudden they all started laughing "You think that we would attack you? Don''t make me laugh we would never attack you we just wanted to see how you would react" said the witch girl I giggled along with them when a knock at the door alerted me I stood up reaching for the door opening it with caution, there they were . Chapter 6: drink from me Adams point of view I slept Thomas in the same bed as me, when I started to dream I was sitting on our bed, unaware of what I was doing, then I felt sharp fangs dig themselves into my precious skin I tried to scream then I saw Thomas " I''ll drink from you, then you can drink from me so we can be together I don''t want you to die, I have waited one too many millennia alone living a torturous existence, when you appeared I had all the knowledge that you were the one,I was alone before I met you confining myself to a solitary room during the daylight hours, I found myself pondering kmsing but then when you walked into my life I knew you were the one now hold still and it will be over before you know it" Thomas said digging deeper then he bit himself and raised the blood to my mouth I drink from him I woke upThis story has been stolen from Royal Road. If you read it on Amazon, please report it I found him sleeping next to me, with one arm I cuddled him I didn''t touch it is consent to do that though a wave of guilt washed over me Chapter 7: my love, my everything Thomas sat on his desk three pieces of paper next to him, he picked up the pencil and began to write