The Ultimate PotionBy grapehyacinthThe Ultimate Potion11 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
(Animal/inanimate TFs, merging, melting, inflation, shrinking, and more)
When Magic Takes Over, Where Science and Magic Meet, and The Melting Point of No Return
gets her very own story....
Caroline was not too happy to hear that she was on her own this weekend. Spending time with her friends Lexi and Gena had become customary on their free weekends. They would get together specifically to use different transformation serums from the Potion Place, a small store that specialized in them. Now that Gena, a scientist, had gotten together with Mr. Wintergreen, the owner of the shop, they had been coming up with all kinds of extraordi
How I claimed Amy Rose pt. 013How I claimed Amy RoseHow I claimed Amy Rose pt. 01322 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
A narrative through the eyes of Shadow the Hedgehog
I just stood there looking at Blaze as she still had a look of dumbfoundedness on her face, still in disbelief that I didn't understand what was going on.
"A-anyway Shadow, you've got quite a bit of research to do..." She said as she sighed, "Just look up mammal reproduction and you'll get something..."
I nodded and blushed a bit. I am the Ultimate Life Form, how could I be so misinformed on such things? But then again, Blaze is right in the sense that I am indeed a warrior, so such things never troubled me before. Either way I should certainly keep her advice in mind and do some research later. My ear twitches as I hear Amy coming back down the stairs with a change of clothes.
"Ah there you are Blaze!" She says as she walks up toward us with a facial expression that seemed to be a mix of faux happiness and worry. "What
A Little More Trust Cpt. 11Adrian woke slowly, sitting up and stretching his arms over his head. His blue eyes opened and he almost forgot where he was; it was only his second morning in this new apartment. He could still feel the buzzing excitement of being in a new place, completely on his own. And, it seemed like no viri had lived in these walls before, so he had a blank canvas to build upon. That alone brought a thrill to his thoughts. He could imagine a hundred different ways to build a home there already. He didn't even know where all of the potential entrances to the walls could be yet.A Little More Trust Cpt. 1120 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Most viri had to learn at least basic building skills, but Adrian absolutely excelled in it. Back where he grew up, he'd made all of their pulley systems in the walls, and had constructed all kinds of tools for himself, his mother, and her brother and sisters. But now, he was living on his own and looking forward to having a place to build from scratch. He got up from his bed, which still only consisted of a folded piece o
Dad, this is a...FriendI wouldn’t talk to him without a reasonably sized object between us… I wouldn’t let him touch me, let alone hold me. I wouldn’t even give him the chance to hurt me, accidentally or otherwise. I don’t want to put that pressure on any of us. But there’s something I know. He won’t hurt my father, he won’t… I have to believe that. It won’t matter how my dad talks to him. It won’t matter if he’ll insult Chris. It won’t matter if he calls him a ‘monster’. He is a patient person…he is…a person. And he is able to look at my father as another man. Not like an interestingly patterned bug he inspects on his counter.Dad, this is a...Friend14 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
I asked Chris to act surprised…but still calm. I don’t know his acting skills…we should’ve had a test run of all the possible scenarios… I’m so worried for dad…I’m worried he will hurt himself. He’s such a difficult person. I don
The Legend of Terrea - Month 2 (12MWC)FebruaryThe Legend of Terrea - Month 2 (12MWC)18 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Chapter 2: German Influence
Alot of things can happen because of one being, you know the Core War? That was started by one being killing another being, then it spiraled out of control, sad really, we were all at peace, but then something had to ruin it! ~ Kasvar, The Earth Protector, 577 AC
Far, far away from the events of the main hall with the protectors sat a group of Dragons, these Dragons lived in solitude, away from all the mess that happened in the lands of Lumis and Umbra, they lived in Cras, a mainly neutral land that was owned by most of the Vampire Dragons and where the Phoenixes lived, away from the messes that was Umbra and Lumis.
House of Marik
“Marik! What the hell are you doing up there!?” A grey scaled Dragon with orange fur and wings, he also had bright blue horns as well as having bright blue chest plates, his name was Knor, and he was shouting up at his friend, Marik.
“Oh shut up Knor! I can take care
Wander || Chapter 79Wander || Chapter 7923 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The city blurred by with extinguished remains of lights the only trace that anyone had ever seen a wakeful day in Bergen. Kanna held onto Adrian's hand, one that had borne her aloft so carefully and trusted him with utter surety.
The group managed to break through the front gates but, uncertain if they were home free or not, Devon lead them all in the wrong direction, away from camp. Kanna understood why. Even if the spy knew where they were, keeping that knowledge as least widespread as possible would be essential especially since Weinburg had been gathering information on Jude.
The grass crunched beneath their feet. Visible breath chilled by the cold breifly fogged up visible, turning everything haze from gusts of hot, frozen breath.
They slowed a few miles out from camp. They all caught their breath, taking extra time for Kanna's strained lungs. None of them spoke a word, save for the occassional "turn here" or "hang on a moment."
Gradually, the familiar sounds of people
Armonia: Love Me Harder"This world will never beArmonia: Love Me Harder2 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
What I expected
And if I don't belong
Who would have guessed it.
I will not leave alone
Everything that I own
To make you feel like it's not too late.
It's never too late."
Tony had posted a plea on a parchment poster to get some help finding his furret friend. The paper stated to meet Tony out by the Founder's Statue in the courtyard. He stood there leaning against it, waiting for someone to answer the paper. He also had teh teachers make some announcements, so he hoped someone would answer. Any number would do, but one was just not enough and Tony knew that.
The first to answer his post answered right away and was seen quite soon after Tony had arrived waiting with his eyes closed and simply feeling the wind. It was a ghost, and a young one at that. Tony cocked his head a bit at the young man, but then smiled wearily and nodded a greeting to him. "Hello there friend." The ghost looked solemn for a momen
Merpeople of the Pond (G/t RP)You adored aquatic life. Whether it be small guppies to sharks, you adored water living organisms, and found them adorable. One day, while walking around a small mountain area near your home, you come across a quite large pond. The water was extremely clear and pretty, showing all the fish that lived there. The pond itself is surrounded by several flowers, making it look very beautiful. You sit, staring off into the soothing waters. That is,until you hear something. A voice? You look around, yet don't see anyone. The voice calls louder, and you look down to see a tiny person in the water? Not just that, but they have the body of a fish! A tiny merperson. Wow, two fairy tales in one day, eh?Merpeople of the Pond (G/t RP)6 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
A. Strike up a conversation with the small merperson.
B. You appreciate their scales a little too much, and decided to come back and add them to a fish tank.
C. You've always wondered what sushi tasted like...
D. You feel dizzy and faint...Now you're in the pond and they're out there??
Little Chapter 1: BulliedMichael and Peter VI grumbled as they pulled their backpacks on. Neither of the boys particularly liked school yet at age 8. Michael was far more hyper than Peter VI at home, but retained a certain amount of shyness at school. Peter V always dropped them off in the mornings, but let them walk home. Neither boy was particularly strong, both were more inclined to brains rather than brawns. Their brilliance and talent had already begun to show through.Little Chapter 1: Bullied11 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
This day was like all the others on their walk home. They expected it, knew it would happen, it was far from the first time. Even when they tried to run they were caught quickly, never truly able to escape their ill gotten punishment. Their path was blocked by a rowdy bunch of boys. Although the rest of the pack changed often, the leader was always the same. A robust dark haired young man who was too tall for his grade. He liked to use his size to his advantage, tormenting the smaller kids. It always brought him great pleasure.
Blurb: Princess The story begins, as many do, with a princess locked away, awaiting the arrival of the brave knight or handsome prince who would be her saviour. The tale is complicated, however, by the fact that the princess is a twenty-four-foot bug monster, and the brave knight an animal rights activist who has no idea what he's getting himself into.Blurb: Princess1 day ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Rescuing Princess from the appalling conditions of her captivity, David and his crew embark upon a journey across the stars to return the creature to her natural habitat - though they shall have to find it first. Little do the heroes know that there are forces in the galaxy who will go to extreme lengths to capture Princess for themselves. David and Princess find themselves drawn into a conflict set to reshape the very fate of the galaxy, and they are all that can make the difference between life and death for billions of its inhabitants.
David's greatest concern is keeping everyone aboard his shi
New Discoveries and old Friends 05Warning: Contains mpreg. Don't like, don't read. Thanks!New Discoveries and old Friends 059 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
One month later
“This is the last of it,” Derek said to Vladimir and drank the last remaining goblet full of the pregnancy potion. “I should now be pregnant again.”
“You either just got pregnant or you’ve been pregnant for a while already,” Vladimir said to his mate. “Besides, you won’t notice any symptoms for quite some time.”
“No kidding,” muttered Derek as Sylvan bounded into the cave from the direction of the egg room.
“Daddy, could I ask you a question?” the silver dragon asked the green dragon.
“What question would you like to ask Sylvan?” Vladimir asked in reply.
“Well, I was wondering if we could spend the day down at the lake and just, you know, relax and not really have to worry about anything,” Sylvan said and brushed his right front paw on the floor of the cave.
Derek and Vladimir looked
A Life Worth Dreaming IfA LIFE WORTH DREAMING OFA Life Worth Dreaming If14 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
In a quaint and quiet neighborhood or a lush, green rural setting. You can hear the birds singing and insects rustling about the litter of leaves and twigs. Maybe even a snake slithering around the branches looking for a rat meal. A cat lays on her post as a dog rolls onto a lawn of fresh cut grass next a small but roomy home.
The sun gently touching its warm rays over your face as you lay face to face with your lover and children. The morning is still young, and the first thing you do is to refill the bird feeders and to sit back on the porch and relax a bit.
The kids will be awake soon so you make a quick dash to your homemade garden and pick the very best food to prepare a breakfast worthy of making your loved ones smile and laugh at the end.
A couple hours pass, and you engage in fun activities indoors and outdoors, the dogs trailing your every move, watching over your offspring obediently. Be careful not to step over the turtles, young ones. They say in Ja
Lords of EartheThere was a strange energy in the air that night. The three homeless men standing around the trash can fire confirmed with each other that they could feel something was unusual. One, a former soldier, said it was like right before the enemy was going to attack on a night that was just too quiet. The next, a man from out in the country, said it was like the forest being full of noise before suddenly going silent. The third just said he felt like the last time he’d had a bad acid trip, like his head was buzzing and the world looked the same but wrong somehow.Lords of Earthe11 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
There was a crackling sound at the entrance to the alley they were standing in and they looked at each other before peering at the source of the disturbance. For a moment, they saw nothing, then an arc of electricity lanced between the two buildings. This was followed shortly by another, then three, then two, then four, then more.
The alleyway was awash with light and the three men sc
Otherworlde PTS 402: The Rude ReflectionEliminating her counterpart had been far easier than MCressida had ever suspected it would be. A single spell inscribed on paper, albeit a complex one, was all it had taken to seal Cressida into a hawthorn tree in the form of a tree spirit. She was still alive, and uninjured, but there was the definite possibility that Cressida would be trapped in such a form forever. Or at least, as long as it took for MCressida to find a way to get her counterpart into the Alternate Room in time to leave her trapped within. After this term, the reflections would no longer be able to exist outside the Alternate Room at the same time as their counterparts, and MCressida had no intention of being the one forced to return.Otherworlde PTS 402: The Rude Reflection8 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
MCressida was certainly enjoying her freedom, as well. She had discovered that she did not have reversed stereochemistry, as she had originally feared, and that she was able to consume the food that came from the non-reflected world. Cressida's room had opened up for her, as well. Whic
Zadanie #6Nikt nie miał pojęcia, gdzie są i dlaczego tutaj są. Szeptali między sobą, próbując zrozumieć wspólnymi siłami sytuację, w której się znaleźli. Wtem trzask przerwał wszelkie rozmowy. Wszyscy spojrzeli w tamtą stronę z paniką w oczach. Jak się miało okazać później – słuszną paniką.Zadanie #610 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
- Demonologii dzisiaj nie będzie. – Wysoki mężczyzna o płowych włosach i stalowoniebieskich oczach podszedł do biurka nauczyciela, na które rzucił lekceważąco jakieś papiery. Skrzyżował ręce na piersi. Tak jak podejrzewał, wiadomość o braku lekcji wywołała szum w klasie, a nawet ogólną euforię. Nie można się dziwić, w końcu na dzisiaj był zaplanowany sprawdzian, na który na pewno 90% klasy się nie uczyła. Skrycie blon
ToilAndTrouble S1 Basalt Halls Part 0Emiko had been fidgety all morning, which was perfectly understandable as always. The task at Subseed Dungeon had been a simple one, this was the real thing. The nature of the dungeon would make it improbable they’d see other teams, so it would be the two of them and the workers they’d be supposed to protect. And it’s not like some barboach would be much trouble, but there would be traps too.ToilAndTrouble S1 Basalt Halls Part 011 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
That was probably what was worrying him the most. Mawiles. Cave dwellers by nature. his species had a natural attunement to those places. Even with the weird energies that poured and changed the dungeons, a true mawile would be able to notice things out of place, unsafe paths and even the proximity of an exit.
Emiko couldn’t. He’d be having a hard time blocking the nervousness out of his system. He was more attuned with forest than caves. And that stung.
Akina put a comforting hand over his head to let him know he was right there. He felt his friend calm a little bit.
PN - Ghostly battle fieldsIt was Lucy who ran in the lead - as she thought she was supossed to - with Atlas close behind, wanting to make sure the little runt didn't lead them astray. Suprisingly she hadn't done so so far. Her little tail, glowing more noticibly now what little light that fell through the leaves dissappeared as the sun slowly slunk lower and would soon dissappear, worked like a beacon from them all. Scarlette stayed closer to Ryuu, feeling the boy grow more nervous as the light dwindeled down. Shi did so too, also wanting sensing her trainer's disstress. She felt annoyed, both by his anxiousness and her need to ease it. Scared by the dark and he was a damn ranger. Letting out an annoyed growl, making Ryuu jump, she raised her tail higher as she increased her pace. Her tail serving as a torch. In the middle ran Claire, the little plusle settled on her head, looking for everything in the world freaked out. Not that anyone could blame her. That scream could make your skin crawl and all hair standPN - Ghostly battle fields7 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
The FireThe night sky burned with the light of a thousand stars. The wind howled its eternal damnation. The storm raged, though not a cloud could be seen. Lightning shot down from the clear open sky. The city was burning like a star. The fire blazed before me.The Fire12 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
I watched, my eyes running as the bright light pierced them like a knife. The fields around me were empty, though I could hear the people screaming.
Blood ripped down from my hand. The stone walls black with smoke. Soldiers running trough the fortifications, swords flashing. Their arms little match against the fire. The ancient timber buildings that took years to build, took only seconds to destroy.
My hair was singed The tall castle towers loamed over the blaze. A king sat, alone, his guard scattered. My knees shook. I could barely stand. My hands were shaking. Both my eyes and my nose were dripping in the cold night.
I tore my eyes away from the torrent of fire and instead stared at the floor. But, the floor was moving. The ground
GrandMobiusTournies -Round 3- Dakuba vs PoinsettiaSitting atop a large brick wall, a certain red fox rested and waited for his next match. However, a frown was stuck on his face, his eyes trailing to the ground; “Nearly lost myself back there. I must keep control.” He muttered before looking up slowly; “Bakuda has already began his battle. Tachalla I believe. That pits me against the canine by order of elimination.” He muttered simply.GrandMobiusTournies -Round 3- Dakuba vs Poinsettia1 hour ago in Short Stories More Like This
Looking up, he gave a frown in thought; “A poison and plant master. Interesting enough, though this race seems like it will be the most challenging. If she can manipulate plant life then she will have the advantage in areas I cannot see. Her poison also should be avoided.” He stated before looking down once more; “Very well, let us see if she is a challenge.”
A few minutes passed before Dakuba heard the announcement came over the PA system, a smirk on his face as he listened to it.
“Ladies and Gentlemen, the first match of the Semi-Finals is over!
This Heat... Fortunata // PanaiThis Heat...4 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Cricket // CallyKitten
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The West Region's most prideful warrior let out a heaving cough as she pushed smoke out of her lungs, strolling back into her region's camp with sweat dripping down her forehead and sides. Her lips were pressed together in irritation as her paws shakily carried her towards the minimal fresh-kill pile 'I can't do border patrols so close to the fires...' she thought dejectedly with her tail drooping, her teal eyes casting a longing glance at the smoke-covered sky, 'Why does the North region get to be blessed with snow, those undeserving bug-brains...' She sighed, turning her attention back to the camp around her where she saw her favorite Western rookie - Cricket!
After plucking a thin mouse out of the pile the cream-and-brown she-cat carried herself towards the
Spilt CoffeeHe stares at a white wallSpilt Coffee8 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
broken by disinterest and time
in his head, a girl fades away;
oblivion has stolen her hand,
and her kisses, that were what once made,
the world, beyond the window,
a place of less hate,
but with hollow shells,
they let drop, a fiery hell
that tore a hole into a country;
full of hope, a thousand miles away,
and left her cup, half empty
and filled with the anger
of Man's desolate fate
which shatters the ground
and makes it nuclear waste.