Size MattersAkala huffed and puffed as she did her best to gain the momentum she needed to roll out of bed. She felt a soft paw on her back that gave her a gentle push and helped her to the edge so she could sit up and then stand. Akala was a koala girl, with soft grey fur and big black eyes. Her huge round ears twitched as she looked back into her bed at the owner of the paw that helped her. Her boyfriend, Huan was awake and looking at her with love. "I'm sorry.. I didn't mean to wake you." She apologized. He chuckled lightly. "Its quite alright my love, I don't think its possible for you to get out of the bed anymore without help." She shot him a playful glare. "Well, who's fault is that?" She chuckled. She placed a paw on her belly and rubbed it, the enormous ball of fur extending over a foot out of her thin body. Akala was a small one, standing at only about 4'9". She did have wide hips and amble breasts, both of which had gotten even more pronounced since her pregnancy. However, neither of thSize Matters3 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
Lazy Day Laughs - A Ninjago Fanfic Author's Note: LONG!!! Enjoy.Lazy Day Laughs - A Ninjago Fanfic3 weeks ago in Short Stories More Like This
The Ninja were playing a fighting video game, having a tournament on who was the best Ninja Gamer. It was down to Lloyd vs. Cole as they virtually smashed and thrashed their way to victory. The two were on their last lives before the fatal blow that would determine who was the best. The remaining three, Kai, Jay, and Zane, were chanting and cheering on. Jay cheered on for Cole, Kai for Lloyd, but Zane was more anticipated for the action in the game. The spectators watched over the competitors' shoulders as the match went on.
"C'mon, Lloyd!" Kai cheered, "Remember what I taught ya, buddy!"
"Go, Cole!" Jay hollered, "You've got this one in the bag! You're a boulder; Nothing can break you and nothing can stand in your way!"
"Don't lecture me, bro," Cole replied, "I must concentrate to be the best Ninja Gamer!"
"And that title is gonna be mine," Lloyd told the Player 2 as he gently nudged into him in
ABDl thought, diaper checkIn a dark room at 5 :00 Pm sat 14 year old diapered girl, she was wearing ag green tank top, and a hat. She had long red hair, and a video game comtroller. She was hooked on call of duty focusing hard but more importanly she sat in a full diaper, she was aware of this course, and new full well she needed to go to her mommy for a change, but of course she would go after just one more level, yes of course she said that about for levels ago, but she needed to finnish the mission, she just hoped she would get done, before her mother had to find she needed her change, by the notfication of her nose. As she played her game, the head phones she wore covered masked the sound of foot steps coming fron behind. The steps got closer and closer, but are readheaded diapered teen still sat thereABDl thought, diaper check2 weeks ago in Short Stories More Like This
distracted by her game.
"Almost done!" She said to herself, but then she felt something gently press against her full diaper feeling a bit of a squish causing her to jump up but not enough
An Unlikely DaughterScapa Flow, Scotland - 1910An Unlikely Daughter1 month ago in Short Stories More Like This
It had not been a good year so far.
There hadn't been too much good luck for anyone, for that matter.
The alpha and commander of the Royal Navy's fleet, HMS Tempestuous, considered himself the worst failure of all. By wearing a portion of that title, along with his affluent rank, it meant that it was his job to be the main father of any shiplings born unto the fleet. Of course, boys would be boys, and nothing could be completely outlawed between other members of the fleet, but 9 times out of 10, he was the one who had the children, and in 1910, he thought anew how true his belief was of being 'cursed'. Usually, if all things worked out as planned, there was a few new shiplings every year. This year though, despite there having been the fortune of at least 8 of the females of the fleet becoming pregnant, something had later gone wrong with each case, a miscarriage being the fate
Combined - Questions 23-25Combined - Question 23Combined - Questions 23-251 month ago in Short Stories More Like This
TO: Pale, Rain, Skunk, Leopard, and Fog
QUESTION: What does pregnancy feel like?
Pale: Well, it all depends, I suppose. I mean, it's a wonderful feeling to know that you are able to bring new life, but if the kittens are... forced to be here, then it's a different story. Not saying I didn't want my kittens, I did want them, of course, I love my kittens a lot. I'd do anything for them.
Rain: It's great! I loved being able to have kittens with my mate. I mean, most of the time it was okay, it was hard to carry them with that brutal pang of guilt from betraying Sand...
Skunk: It's a good feeling, I enjoyed the feeling of bringing my own litter of kittens in this world.
Leopard: It was the worst possible feeling I have ever experienced! I regret ever choosing to have kittens. I mean it seemed like a nice idea, till you're actually carrying them.
Fog: I always wanted kittens, it took a w
Scream She screamed. She screamed as the top of her lungs for as long as she could. She could think of no other way to express the frustration and anger coupled with the fear and depression. There was no words to describe the feeling no other way of expressing them.Scream2 weeks ago in Short Stories More Like This
Nothing seemed worth it now it all seemed so tedious and unnecessary. overly complicated and pointless. She couldn’t write, couldn’t talk to her friend, couldn't go to school. She was retreating into her mind again and it was far worse than it had been before.
So she screamed. She screamed as the tears streamed down her face. She screamed till there was so air left in her lungs then she would gasp in a few strained breaths and scream again.
“It’s alright, just let it out, it’s alright.” The other girl that kept hovering around her said worriedly. She was the only one the girl hadn’t run from. the onl
Rough Gloves. My father lifted me over his shoulder, alcohol and cigars flowing from his hot breath. The fear that laid deep inside of me reached to its highest, and tears streamed from my eyes. I was thought of as a normal child, I was fairly average, and I disliked being the noticed one in the crowd. I've always had excellent grades, a amazing attitude, and the best manners that you could get. Though I was different..I was different because I am a girl that was born a guy. I was different because I liked to wear bright pink dresses, and wear the darkest shades of red lipstick. I was different because science apparently told me what I was, not myself. I was different because I loved being myself, a girl, instead of how I was brought into this world to be.Rough Gloves.4 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
"You're such a faggot, you're going to learn what this world does to fags." Those words came from my father's mouth, right before he knocked me out on the cold concrete of the night street. I no longe
OW: Joys Of FatherhoodIt was after his date with Melusine that Virgil returned to his and Rose's room. Kimi had stayed behind without being asked to, which Virgil appreciated. The skunk didn't think much of the day, in her opinion, it was just a waste of time and resources. So they both could wordlessly agree on a short separation. The fae opened the room door and to his big surprise, Kimi was not the only other person inside and waiting for him. Rose was not there, he was probably still with Zee and after his date with Melusine, Virgil noticed the thought of them had lost the bitter taste. But that revelation was only a small thought in the background of his mind. His attention was occupied by the unexpected visitor. It was a girl, a child, sitting on one of the beds and facing the door. She had green hair and a strange skin tone, raging from a faint purple over a light grey to a pale blue, contrasting the yellow eyes and the red, ruffled dress quite nicely. On her back were two wings, looking strangely liOW: Joys Of Fatherhood3 weeks ago in Short Stories More Like This
(Gift).:Investigation to Closure:.(Gift).:Investigation to Closure:. 2 weeks ago in Short Stories More Like This
“You ok in there? You haven’t been out of your room for hours now, me and Hayden are starting to get worried…”
The ravenette sighed as she put away her charts and graphs. She turned to the door, but refused to open it.
“I’m perfectly fine, Bree~!” replied the girl, yet her tone of voice was coated with sorrow. Bree jiggled the door knob.
“Amabelle… Come on… We’re worried about you! You shouldn’t handle something like this on your own!” pleaded Hayden, who began to pound on the door.
“You guys don’t understand! This is something I have to find out… ALONE!” snapped Amabelle as fished out a small map. Before hearing out her friends, Amabelle walked over to her window and opened it. She quickly sneaked out and soon her investigation began.
Try"Hurry up dear! We are about to start up the car!" Her mother called out. "One second!" She replied cooly. "Ok..." She whispered staring into the mirror, "I'm going to tell her, I'm telling her today. She'll understand me." She finished, her hair held up in a ponytail, a dark grey shirt that held beautiful blue and black designs on it, and somewhat baggy jeans. Her face tan, and beautiful, despite the bags under her eyes, and the faint wrinkles from the stress she has been put through. She wasn't that old only 16 years old, and she felt, after all the hell she'd been put through today some good can come out of it. She was online talking to her friends, finding the best way to tell her mom.Try5 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
As she opened the bathroom door, her mothers mouth flew open. "Shouldn't you wear some makeup? And fix your hair? Oh my! And wear better clothes. Maybe something more slimming?" She said, jabbing her stomach.
She felt her heart sink into the deep abyss. She then forced a smile on her face, "Mom this'
Triplets!Ace paced the floor of the hospital waiting room, worry etched on his face. The clinical smell filled his head and he inwardly scowled. He hated hospitals at the best of times, but today was particulary stressful. The clock seemed to tick more slowly as the hours went by, driving him almost insane.Triplets!2 weeks ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Is this your first?"
Ace stopped in his tracks, turning to the voice in the corner.
The man smiled, sitting up a little in his chair.
"Is this your first?"
"Oh, um, yeah. Sort of. Triplets."
"Oh, geez. Triplets. Wow..." The man laughed. "You'll have your hands full. No wonder you're worried!"
Ace chuckled a little, sitting next to him.
"Is this your first?"
"Yeah. Finally. We've had a few miscarriages, so, this little one will be a miracle."
Ace looked at him, seeing the well hidden sadness in the man's eyes.
"You deserve a miracle, by the sounds of it."
A nurse walked into the room, a smile on her face that, to both men's releif, looked genuine.
"Jacob Hebron?" She asked.
The man n
Thunderstorm The rain heavily poured outside, while the distant sound of thunder could be heard rolling in. The storm that was supposed to happen earlier that week, had finally arrived. Frederick laid on the sofa, staring at the window a moment, watching the street lights illuminate through the sheet of rain, before turning back to his book. He silently gave thanks that it started pouring late at night, when him and his family were safe at home. Another clap of thunder, this time a little closer, roared and had startled his husband, who rested on Frederick's chest.Thunderstorm3 weeks ago in Short Stories More Like This
"What was that?" His spouse said in a panic, scanning the room nervously. Felix was not a fan of thunder very much, and Frederick knew it; but he couldn't help but to find his husband's reactions to it cute.
"Calm down, hun." Frederick spoke calmly, running his fingers through Felix's shaggy, rust colored hair. "It's only a little thunderstorm."
"A little? That was loud!" Felix buried his face into Frederick's che
Little ChloeShe's absolutely beautiful.Little Chloe3 weeks ago in Short Stories More Like This
Ocean deep blue eyes, bouncing blonde curls, and sprinkled with freckles. This little girl, standing just a little past my knees, took my breath away.
"Toys?" She asked her mother. Maddie reached into her purse and pulled out a little stuffed lamb. Although it wasn't as satisfying as receiving a new toy, she seemed nearly content. She hadn't moved since she walked in, she just stood by the coat closet, taking in her new environment. Oh! I had an epiphany. I walked into my room, dug a bit and found my toy ships that I've held on to since I was her age. I opened the box up and pulled out a fighter jet, I got down on a bended knee and offered her the toy.
"What's this, Chloe?" She looked at me, looked at her mother then the floor.
"Pane." She mumbled. I smiled and chuckled.
"Plane, Chloe, with an 'L' just like in your name."
"Pane." She's perfect. If she says it's 'pane', then it is what it shall be called. Maddie. whisked her up and
Off the RailsShe was confused. This wasn't the only emotion she presently felt, but it was probably the main one. Confused, and in a subdued panic, and unsure of where exactly she was, or where she was going. Her mouth tasted like blood, and she couldn't move her head, and she could barely see because at some point she had lost her contact lenses, which she was blind as a bloody bat without. She was being jostled about at quite a considerable speed, moving down a hallway with no apparent destination, a cacophony of voices shouting over each other, making noise rather than articulate words - she was sure they were really speaking, but she couldn't make any of it out. She felt woozy, and almost as if her cranial cavity was filled with water - a bizarre sensation, and by no means a pleasant one. There were zones of her body that she almost couldn't feel, and others which were simply areas of raw, pulsating agony, only numbed slightly by the entonox mask she held clutched to her face, and breathed in fOff the Rails1 month ago in Short Stories More Like This
Busy“There’s a snake in my boot!” cried Gable from the empty center of the living room, but his mother wasn’t at all concerned. The too-small light up tennis shoe that he had clutched in one palm had nothing to do with the fake rubber snake he was flailing around in his other; the rows of action figures, a large Batman, and a worn out stuffed bear that were watching him stomp around them like Godzilla seemed horrified and entranced by his theatrics. “Somebody, call Superman! Metasnake is attacking!”Busy1 week ago in Short Stories More Like This
From the large blue beanbag she was sitting in across from him, Sita didn’t bother glancing up to watch the Superman action figure she’d had to wash this morning to rid him of his last sandbox adventure get chucked at Batman for no reason. Her attention was on a stapled packet of paper, doused in black printer ink, that was here to condemn her to another sleepless night she’d spend trying to perfect her report. Ever since she’d started
Birth Of Winter (One-shot story)Ana stood looking out the window, the snow was getting heavier and heavier and she wondered if Alex would get back soon.Birth Of Winter (One-shot story)3 weeks ago in Short Stories More Like This
Alex was one of Robin hood's merry men and since being pardoned by the King he had appointed them royal foresters. Their job was to keep the people of the land safe as they traveled through the forest and to look after the deer in the forest which they had permission to hunt for food. This day Alex and the others were checking biggest herd of deer in the northern part of the forest, it was a two hour trip both ways in the spring but in the winter it might take them longer to get home. Ana and Alex's cabin was in the middle of the forest surrounded by many trees with a river nearby where they could obtain fresh water. Ana walked from the window to her rocking chair in front of the fire, sat down and began to rock slowly. Ana began to doze as she rocked but was woken by a hard kick. Ana and Alex were expecting their first child any day and Alex had been reluctant
Grossvaters WohnzimmerAuf dem Tisch bietet sich der immer gleiche Anblick: Das Holz wird von einer Spitzentischdecke vor Kratzern geschützt und es liegen die Tageszeitung, sowie ein oder zwei Bücher – meist Klassiker oder Biographien – und das Brillenetui darauf. Dazu noch ein Kugelschreiber und eine Packung Taschentücher. Und ziemlich weit rechts steht eine kleine Schale aus Kristallglas. Diese Schale steht dort schon, soweit M zurückdenken kann. Und sie ist immer mit irgendeiner Leckerei gefüllt. Mal sind es Marzipankartoffeln, mal Salzstangen oder Erdnüsse oder, wie heute, in glänzendes Papier gewickelte Schokokugeln, die wie kleine Juwelen in der Schale funkeln, da von der Seite Lichtstrahlen im Glas und auf der Schokolade tanzen und sich darin brechen.Grossvaters Wohnzimmer2 weeks ago in Short Stories More Like This
Beim Zeitunglesen und manchmal auch beim Fernsehen wandert Großvaters Hand zu der Schale und er schiebt sich langsam ein oder zwei der Leckereien in den Mund. Wenn er die Tageszeitung studiert, dann gr&
Love ( Not meant to scare)This is not meant to scare anyone.Love ( Not meant to scare)2 weeks ago in Short Stories More Like This
Calling it a creepy story would be a bit of an insult, because it isn't one. This is an expression of gratitude toward a friend, a friend who was always there for me. He watched over me as I was growing up and was the best friend any kid could ever have.
Even if I didn't recognize it at the time.
He was always there, even though I couldn't see him, and he was always acting in my best interests, even if I couldn't understand. I'd like to take some time to share with you our story, because if you're lucky, you might have a friend like this too.
I think I should let you read his letter first. In May of 2010, I bought a new computer and took my old one to the shop to have everything backed up. I'd brought the new computer home and had begun restoring my files from my portable hard drive and re-installing programs when I noticed that there was a file in the Misc. folder that the shop's technician had created for files with no other place. It was called Hap
Sonic Nova: Amethyst the HedgehogIt was one of those days. Amethyst the Hedgehog was going through some intense training with her father Sonic the Hedgehog. He was being particularly hard on her today, but much to her dismay she continued to try and prove him wrong.Sonic Nova: Amethyst the Hedgehog11 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
“Faster! Do you really think Eggman’s robots will give you any breaks? Do it again!” the adult blue hedgehog shouted forcefully.
“I’m trying! You’re not making it easy,” the purple teenager moaned.
“Oh I’m not making it easy am I?” Sonic responded by knocking her over and pinning her down. She tried to break free by flailing her arms around but Sonic forced her down.
“Dad please!” she squealed. The male hedgehog responded by breaking free from his daughter.
“That was not training!” she got up and threw a dark glare at her father. Sonic responded by crossing his arms.
“So who is Derek?” the question came out of nowhere. Amethyst’s cheeks burned red by the m
Within the HeartDaniel was only seven years old, far too young to comprehend just how harsh life can be at times. He greeted each and every day with optimistic naivety, always hoping for the best and never considering just how bad things could get. Even when his mother, Lisa, was extremely distraught on that early November day, Daniel could not fully understand the situation, and thus did not react to the news with the same level of sadness and anxiety.Within the Heart1 week ago in Short Stories More Like This
'Mommy sure seems upset, daddy must be really sick,' Daniel thought to himself after speaking to his mother following school that day. 'This “cancer” thing sounds pretty bad, but I’m sure everything will be okay.'
With these thoughts, Daniel was able to remain calm in the coming months. In his eyes, his father Darren looked absolutely fine; he was the goofy, hardworking, fun-to-be-around father he always was. The months that followed were just like the many ones before it: Darren went to work very early in the morning, well before Dan
OW: The Love of A MotherThat night, the clouds covered the stars and moon, eliminating their light as they swirled overhead. Snow gracefully fell towards the Earth below, creating the picture of a winter wonderland. That night it was silent, with the deadline for all assignments passed there was no need to be out after curfew except to cause the usual bout of mischief. It was a particularly cold night, and most that couldn’t stand the cold would be warming up to fires or underneath their blankets. That night should have been a particularly quiet night, but the screams of a small boy destroyed that peace.OW: The Love of A Mother22 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
He had not long woken up from a nightmare, his glowing green and black eyes widening as fear clutched his small heart. Almost instantly Merrillana awoke, the screams of terror echoing in her ears. She simply reached over and pulled the dragon boy towards her in a hug, rubbing his back in order to try and calm him down. The screams ceased, but the sobs soon came, wracking the small blonde’s body, m
Vilnius ir LietuvaDziewczyna próbowała wyrwać się z ramion wysokiego mężczyzny. Miała długie, brązowe włosy, zapuchnięcie zwierciadła duszy koloru najpiękniejszych emeraldów. Szarpała się z dwa razy większym mężczyzną, a jej brat tylko się przyglądał. Nie mógł jej pomóc, choć na szyi czuł ucisk porównywalny do duszenia liną. W jego oczach były łzy, a dłonie zaciskał w pięści. Milda została szarpnięta za długi warkocz przez Polaka, aż zapiszczała z bólu.Vilnius ir Lietuva1 month ago in Short Stories More Like This
- *BROLIUKE! BROLIUKE! POMÓŻ MI! NIE PATRZ TAIP! - Krzyczała przez łzy, myślała że brat jej pomoże, jednak tego nie zrobił. - DLACZEGO TYLKO PATR.... - Jej słowa ucichły niczym piosenka której czas się skończył. Litwinka upadła na podłogę, jej oczy by