Come on, pooch-pooch, kiss my feet. Corcodușa shouted, tugging at the leash. Behind her, Father Agheasmie, on all fours and fully naked, groaned. Don't pull so hard. You're choking me and my knees hurt. He leaned down and began kissing the sole of her foot and sucking on her toes, one by one. She put her phone down and giggled, delighted. He embraced her knees and sighed. I'm exhausted. I can't go on. Will you untie me? The woman smiled. I took some pictures. Would you like me to send them to the priestess? The priest froze. No. I'll give you whatever you want.
(Translated by Lucia-Alexandra Brînaru-Mitrofan / University of Bucharest, Faculty of Foreign Languages and Literatures, MTTLC, year I / Corrected by Silvia Petrescu, coordinator of the translations)Real Fiction is a collective project started in 2013 by Florin Piersic Jr. The concept of Real Fiction continued to exist as a Facebook group, after a volume of stories was published at Humanitas Publishing House. (In May 2023, the group has 11,260 members.) The authors write ultra-short stories, with the texts limited to 500 characters (in Romanian, so the length of the English translation might be a little different) - a flash-fiction exercise on a topic that changes every few days. The group's coordinators are Florin Piersic Jr., Gabriel Molnar, Răzvan Penescu, Luchian Abel, and Vlad Mușat. (Drawing by Adrian T. Roman)
Versiunea în română a acestui text se poate citi aici, în rubrica Ficțiuni Reale. 
