To Wish Upon a Star (Art Trade and Dragon Vore)To Wish Upon a Star (Art Trade and Dragon Vore)14 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Warning: This story contains soft vore. If vore offends you in any way, do not read this story. However, if you like vore, enjoy!
I remember that it was late at night. Three in the morning, I think. The rest of my family had gone to sleep, just like the rest of my neighbourhood. I had decided to pull an all-nighter roleplay session with my friends on Deviantart. It came to a point which I had no messages at all, with the inbox icon at the top of my monitor labelled '0', even when I was constantly refreshing the page . I let out a long sigh. It had been at least the tenth time I had refreshed the tab, and my notifications were as barren as Death Valley in California. Having a lack of things to reply to, which usually kept me awake, I felt my head slump down my wrist and onto my desk. With exhausted, half-closed eyes, I decided that I would click 'refresh' one last time, and if nothing came up, I would go to sleep for the night.
Your Fun Size Horror Story!Your Fun Size Horror Story!15 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Your Fun Size Horror Story!
A 100-word horror story for Halloween
You cannot halt your gluttony!
From their bowl, the Fun Size candies tempt you, “Eat us, Tubby!”
“Leave me alone!” you scream, unable to stop gobbling them down.
“Never, Fatso! Eat!”
“Oh my gawd,” you moan with pleasure, decadent chocolates filling your mouth.
“Soon, you’ll be Fun Size like us,” they chortle.
Your waistline thickens. The candy bowl magically refills. As if possessed, your hands reach for more candies.
“I don’t want to get fat!”
“Fat is fun! Eat up, Chubs!”
Just then, your pants seams split. A shirt button pops off. Your new potbelly bulges obscenely, filled with fun.
A Mother's Love: 2A Mother's Love: 222 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Minutes later the blue fluffybottom floated over to him with a frown. She pushed at him to wake him up, but he did not move or make a sound. She placed her ear close to his face to listen or feel his breathing. The pixie clapped happily before she floated up to the drakenum that had followed her. She pointed to Gib with a smile, yet the woman stared in shock at the boy. “B-but he is so small. How could he manage to do such a thing?”
The fluffybottom shrugged. The drakenum sighed as she got to her knees, bowing her head close to get a better look at Gib. “He has their scent of them, but…it’s incredible to believe he was the one to defeat such fearsome creatures.”
Her doubtful gaze softened as a smile crept across her face as she gazed over the tiny boy. Her fingers delicately pushed the mask and hat off to reveal more of him. He had long, pointed ears and blond hair. His skin was dark from most likely l
Clip ClopThe train sleepily pulls into the train station at 10.30pm. I close my book and slide it into my bag before standing up and walking towards the train doors. I stifle a yawn as I step onto the platform and make my way to the station’s exit. “I need to stop putting in so much overtime”, I think to myself. I can barely stand up I feel so tired. The station is deserted except for one or two other commuters waiting on the various train platforms.Clip Clop10 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
As I reach the exit and begin my walk down the main road, I coerce my earphones into my ears and select ‘shuffle’ on my ipod. ‘The Sound of Silence’ by Simon and Garfunkel begins to play. The only sounds I can hear outside of my earphones are the noises of impatient traffic, my shoes hitting the pavement and the rhythmic movement of my crisp suit swishing as I walk.
The autumnal air is unpleasant against the nakedness of my face and brings a chill to my spine. I skip the song on my ipod, in need of a song m
Triumvirate Of Terror 1: Wakka-Wakka"We're in so much trouble!"Triumvirate Of Terror 1: Wakka-Wakka14 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
"shut up, Dave."
"Man, we shouldn't have done that, my mum'll freak when she finds out what we did!"
"Dave will you shut the hell up! No ones going to find out, there's no evidence."
"what do you mean, no evidence, there's a huge bowl of punch we dumped a buttload of LSD into!"
Shaun pointed to the huge glass punch bowl, his freddy Krueger glove serving to underscore the gesture.
"What... Where's it gone?"
The werewolf follows his friends knife fingered hand as it traces the muddy footprints leading from the punch bowl, passed the pumpkin carving, into the Halloween fun time corn maze.
"Oh shit." They both whisper.
Little Billy was lost.
He had taken a wrong turning somewhere, he knew it, but in his haste he'd got himself all turned around. The problem with corn mazes was that once you were in them, everything looked the same.
It didn't help that he could see almost nothing through his ghost costume. He'd cut the eye holes in the wrong place.
Guardians Halloween Special : Arendelle NightmaresGuardians Halloween Special : Arendelle Nightmares22 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Arendelle 3:00 am
THE FOLLOWING IS TAKEN FROM THE DATALOG OF GALACTIC GUARDIAN, ELSA GOLDENHEART.
I awakened to the most peculiar sound. I rolled over in bed, groggily moaning, "Michael, dear....what is that-" I quickly gasped, realizing my husband was gone. "Michael?" I leapt out of bed, straightened my baby-blue nightgown, and cautiously crept downstairs. The entire castle was blackened by night, with the exception of........."The kitchen.", I groaned. "Of course." I walked in to the sounds of clinking glasses and plates. There was my husband, dazily recreating whatever late-night snack had formed in his dreams.
Michael turned to me with a seemingly intoxicated smirk. "Hey honey!", he cheerfully said while placing bits of chocolate and marshmallows on a bowl of ice cream. He motioned me towards it. "Want a bite?"
I facepalmed. "Michael, we've been over this. You know I'm a light sleeper! This snacking has to sto-" My husband
Requesting Highclan VolenteersFor the next Highclan Assignment I'm going to need some volunteers, if you're interested just comment below with the character you wish to use - I'll reveal more later.Requesting Highclan Volenteers10 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
There are limited spaces, but I'm not sure how many yet.
For Volunteers I am not killing your characters.
Also if you have any characters you wish to kill off at the moment can you let me know that too.
Hand of Fate (Thor x Reader)“Son of Stark, where are my Poptarts?!” Thor roared, stomping towards Tony’s lab with an empty box crushed in his hands. His rage subsided when he heard some crying when he rounded the corner, quiet as he peered into the large lab. Stark was comforting a woman on the couch in the little relaxation area Bruce had set up, the hero handing her another Poptart as she continued to cry.Hand of Fate (Thor x Reader)1 day ago in Short Stories More Like This
“I-I don’t know what I did wrong Tony…I do e-everything he asks, a-and he still hurts me...” The woman whimpered, dabbing at her eyes as the billionaire got up to pour her some tea.
“It’s not you (y/n), it’s his fault. No real man hits someone just because they feel like it.” Tony frowned, returning to sit by (y/n) who accepted the drink gratefully. “Just leave him, please? This is me begging you, I can’t see you get thrown around like nothing then have him apologize.” (Y/n) sighed as she checked her watch, getting to he
Hans : Phoenix of the Southern Isles - Chapter: 2Hans : Phoenix of the Southern Isles - Chapter: 27 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Chapter: 2 Mother Knows Best
I sat on the edge of the bed as Mother fixed a washcloth. "I will just be a moment, Hans.", she assured as I swayed my legs back and forth. She sat beside me and held my face still. "Now this may sting, but I need you to be brave for me. Alright?"
"Alright.", I nodded, immediately wincing as she placed the cloth against my wound.
"Momma's almost done...There, that's all." She smiled down at me, tilting my chin up so I could gaze back at her. "Feel better?"
"I'm starting to. Thank you, Mother."
She smirked and scooted in, wrapping her arm around me. "Now, tell me what happened."
I took a deep breath and began, "Well, Liam didn't like the fact that I punched him and-"
"Hans...why did you hit your brother?"
"Because I had something to prove to the others."
Hans : Phoenix of the Southern Isles - Chapter: 1Hans : Phoenix of the Southern Isles - Chapter: 17 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Chapter: 1 Whiteout
It's crazy how fast your entire life can flash before your eyes. Years of pain become intense moments, each darting throughout your mind like a slow-working poison. Amidst it all, you can't help but ask yourself, "Was it worth it?....What did I contribute?...Am I a hero....or just another power-hungry fool trying to make his way in the world?"
"I would never shut you out..."
"You can't marry a man you've just met."
"You can if it's true love!"
"Never shut you out..."
"I leave Prince Hans in charge."
"Queen Elsa! Don't be the monster they fear you are!"
"You have to tell them to let me go!"
"I will do what I
Echoes The air of the Alterworld was cool and moist. Hettie had to remind herself that it wasn’t nighttime. That this was simply the nature of the place. That the sun was never going to rise, though just at that moment a faint glow filtered through the misty air at the crest of a pathetic hill. A bulging creature with spindly legs, body faintly luminescent, paused to point its boneless head towards the heat and light of the paraffin stove. Hettie slowly reached for her revolver.Echoes12 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
“It’s not dangerous.” Jeanne stabbed a fork into her can of stew, not bothering to look up. “Not valuable, either.”
The creature took a step closer, a pair of soft, quivering apertures flaring where its eyes should have been. Hettie could hear it breathing, a regular one-two hiss as the vents on its flank flapped open, drew closed.
“Are you sure?”
Triumvirate Of Terror 3: The TombSnakes.Triumvirate Of Terror 3: The Tomb14 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Why did it always have to be snakes?
Arizona James, the words foremost culinary archeologist, searched the bottom of the brown paper bag, but all she brought up was a fist full of gummy snakes.
"This is the last time I let that idiot buy the candy! I hate snakes!"
The idiot in wuestion was Davis, her dogsbody/comedic foil, who she'd left outside guarding the jeep. She ate the snakes anyway, raiding tombs (a wholly different enterprise to tomb raiding, for reasons of copyright) was hungry work, and this one was a doozy.
Buried a mile beneath the shifting desert sands, Arizona was not on the trail of what she believed was the find of the century: the tomb of Ackmahbelleh. The great queen of her era, Ackmahbelleh was nevertheless curiously absent from the vast majority of literature and records dealing with the time period of her rule. She had ascended the throne as ruler thousands of years ago into a rich and prosperous empire which she set about expanding even further. All of a
Backstage Bonus: Escape To A Better LifeBackstage Bonus: Escape To A Better Life5 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Zack sighed as he laid down to sleep for the night. He could feel his son and daughter moving around and kicking at his ribs or at each other. They still hadn’t settled on a name. Nothing seemed right. So they decided to wait til they saw the babies to name them. He laid on his side and turned out the light. He snuggled into his pillows content. He giggled when Brian scooted over and kissed his neck as he wrapped his arms around him. “Someone is feisty tonight.” Brian said into Zack’s shoulder.
Zack rolled onto his back then looked up at his lover. “Really now? Who would that be? The mouse in your pocket?” Brian smirked and kissed him on the lips. “Oh! It’s you! I see. Maybe we can do something about this?” He shifted so he was sitting up a bit. “Now what to do about this feistiness?” He smiled kissing him again.
Brian straddled him and smiled. “Well we could have hot, wild sex that makes the twins think they are i
Triumvirate Of Terror 2: A Sucky StoryGLLLUUUURRRRRPPPPTriumvirate Of Terror 2: A Sucky Story14 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Igor pricked up his ears. Igor had had many pairs in his lifetime, but these were a definite favourite. They could hear a twig snap underfoot from half a haunted Forest away, which was usually quite useful as he had a habit of being chased by torch wielding mobs.
He needn't have put on his best ears for this... Display. He had heard the mistress coming from a mile away, every step she took sending a gurgling, sloshing sound echoing through the crafty, cobweb cluttered chambers of the ancient draughty castle.
The double doors creaked open on hinges bearing centuries of rust in order to get the right foreboding note to them, and in strode the mistress.
Mercia Van Carrow.
She was evil. There was no two ways about it. She had become a vampire centuries before in a godless ritual and had continued to life up to the sheer malevolent horror of that night ever since.
She'd also always been a
Silky NightmareSilky Nightmare10 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Gahh, sorry I'm late guys." Mina groaned, coming home late carrying a bunch of stuff and nearly tripped but managed to catch herself. "Chemistry class was being a real pain in my-" She began to say as she stopped and looked towards the bedrooms to see everything that should be in Alex's bedroom outside and propped against her door. "Ummmm, why is everything in Alex's bedroom outside and against her door?"
"She's being paranoid again." Hana said channel surfing.
"She gets like this every Halloween." Natalie noted sitting at the table reading cheerleading magazines. "But this year we scored! She paid us both $100 just to take all her stuff out and prop it against the doorway, so there is no way anything could get to her door."
"It's sad, but she is in her empty room huddled against the corner holding holy water and a cross." Hana added. “Don’t ask why it’s not all stacked on the inside.”
"Look, I know things got weird last Halloween, but that doesn't mean