Foxy's pirate tales - The Siren's SongFoxy's pirate tales - The Siren's Song4 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
The ocean, on land it is seen as a large blue blanket of water that covers most of the Earth’s surface, but to the creatures below; it is home. Only very few dare to ever set sail to the harsh waves out at sea, to face the perils and witness the monsters that lurk below. A certain red fox was one of them.
Dressed in nothing but brown tattered shorts and the fur on his skin, he welcomed the salty water and laughed at roaring waves. Armed with nothing but a sword by his side and a bottle of rum in his paws, it was safe to say that this fox was either really brave or really insane. His boat was small but his spirits were high, he didn’t give a damn about the dangers of the sea or rival of neighboring pirates that sailed beside him. His only attention was on the ocean, his first and only true love.
“They all be damned if they think they can go up against the great and mighty Foxy!” he shouted, raising the rum in the air, toasting to himself, and guzzling down the al
My Novice Malik x readerMy Novice Malik x reader1 month ago in Short Stories More Like This
“Master Malik this is too hard.” You let your head hit the many papers that was scattered on your table. Malik rolls his eyes at you.
“Stop complaining it is not that hard.” You rest your head on its side and looked up at him. Malik was trying to help teach you the history of the Assassin’s. It was actually encouraged by Altair for Malik to be your personal teacher. “Now stop complaining Novice.” Your eyes widen, then quickly narrowed. Yes you were a beginner and one of the few girls in the Creed but you were mostly treated with respect. But you hated to be called Novice.
“Don’t call me Novice. I don’t like being called Novice.”
“But you are one [Y/n]. You are a Novice.” You stood from where you were sitting and looked him in the eyes.
“No I’m not.”
“Yes you are.”
“No I’m not .”
“Alright then. How about you prove it to me then.” Malik smirks do
The Last DragonOn that winter's morning, the frost was biting and numbing on my hands and feet. I continued to trek on without protest, along with my father who'm I had been hunting with that day. We journeyed out of our secluded pasture to venture into the wild in order to hunt our quarry, and maybe even learn a few interesting facts about life in the process.The Last Dragon3 weeks ago in Short Stories More Like This
One rule of life, for certain, was to expect the unexpected. We expected the frequent passing of deer, or the hibernating growls of slumbering bear. What we didn't expect was to stare into the face of a creature of legend and myth. It slowly slid its muzzle out of the frozen ravine, and studied us with eyes of flawless ivory. My father and I halted and he kept his finger steady on his rifle's trigger.
The quizzical glare coming from the creature wasn't a facade for malicious intent, rather for genuine curiosity and interest. With one heaving step after another, the creature, this dragon, slowly approached us. My father bravely shielded himself
Wolf ConservationBy grapehyacinthWolf Conservation1 month ago in Short Stories More Like This
“Hi, I'm Grace Charnow. Are you Ann?”
The woman's face looked weathered but kindly as it creased into a smile. “Yes. Welcome to the Wolf Conservatory. I understand you'd like to interview us for your college newspaper?”
Grace cleared her throat. She was nervous as this was her first assignment. The older students had pawned this unwanted story off on her because it was somewhat controversial. One of the biggest donors to the school, Mayor Landis, was fighting to have the center closed. He felt it did no good and it was a waste of tax dollars. Many of the students were fighting this looming decision, and it was up to Grace to report on the center itself.
The Wolf Conservatory was rumored to be run by a bunch of ex-hippies who were probably into drugs as well, but the woman before Grace was nothing like she had expected. She might have been a hippie in her former life, but she was neatly dressed and appeared quite happy that Grace w
The Snake Whisperer: Constriction TherapyThe Snake Whisperer: Constriction Therapy1 month ago in Short Stories More Like This
It wasn't too long after the mysterious disappearance of Agent Klinger and Alexis, that questions began to rise about what really went on behind the doors of the young herpetologist's rather expensive abode. Not that it really bothered her, for she was arrogant and self-obsessed, not used to being told no by anyone, for she immersed herself in the comforting embrace of her one true love, a green anaconda named Arabella. Long had they been together, sleeping in the same king-sized bed, sharing each other's company and warmth. Cold-blooded though she was, Arabella was the most human of all Amy's snakes. She possessed a sharp intellect, a cunning, charming personality and was extremely dependant on her owner, even though she viewed her as more of a mate. Thus, Arabella formed a somewhat...obsession for the young herpetologist over the long years of their bond, thriving off her rich, mammalian scent, so unmist
Hannah's Swelling DreamHannah's Swelling Dream1 month ago in Short Stories More Like This
Hannah had quite a productive fun day today. As time had passed, she eventually began to get sleepy and yawned.
"I need sleep to refuel my imaginaaaaaaation tanks," Hannah said sleepily. "I must have used my batteries for tonight."
She went into her bedroom, got into her pink pajamas and brushed her teeth. After she finished brushing her teeth she returned to her bedroom and got into bed.
"I hope I sleep well tonight," she yawned again as she got under the covers. "I want to have very good energy for tomorrow."
Hannah closed her eyes and fell fast asleep. In her sleep, she tossed and turned and laid down on her back. She began to snore a little loud but cutely unlike any other noisy snores.
And then in her sleep, she somehow began to swell up like a balloon. She grew bigger and rounder as her pajamas stretched within her round inflated body. Lucky for her, her pajamas did not have any rips and tears but given to her size, the buttons on her pajamas almost looked like they would pop off
Challenge Accepted"announcing her highness, the empress Silva!"Challenge Accepted2 weeks ago in Short Stories More Like This
The palanquin was carried into the cave by four extremely muscular lizard men. Each wore the simple garments of their tribe, the loincloth in moss green and an elaborate bronze helmet, their beaten copper blades slung from their belts. The four of them lowered the platform gingerly to the floor, before taking up defensive positions, ready for their mistress to issue her first proclamation.
"Excuse the grand entrance, it doesn't do for one to ignore protocol now, does it? We aren't the savages others believe us to be..."
The voice purred from the cave walls, light and airy, it carried well among the stalactites and forgotten niches of this subterranean place.
"Savage? Speak for yourself, sugar, I'm positively feral, y'hear?'
The reply rumbled out from deep within the bowels of the cave. Slowly something shuffled forward, bent under the low ceiling of the tunnel it emerged from it suddenly straightened up when it reached the chamber the lizar
Red Velvet Cravings: Marceline WGWarning: This story is centered around weight gain! Read on if that's what you're lookin for, otherwise skip out on this one.Red Velvet Cravings: Marceline WG1 month ago in Short Stories More Like This
Note: I don't own, nor claim to own Adventure Time/Adventure Time characters, I don't own anything here.
The night was young, the crescent moon just barely rising over the mountains. Prime time for the Vampire Queen to wake from her sleep. "MMmmmaaaah...." Marceline yawned, scratching her lithe stomach as she pulled back the covers. She rubbed her eyes and combed her fingers through her hair. The grey skinned half demon smiled, eager to start her day (Or night, as one would have it). Marceline was feeling particularly invigorated this evening as she'd pre scheduled this week as time off. No playing pranks and adventuring for now, she was on break. As much fun as it all was, her usual traveling companions had already left on an urgent quest, one she was told involved daylight hours. She opted out and stocked up on food, underst
Mermaid Tails (tf)Mermaid Tails (tf)2 weeks ago in Short Stories More Like This
Fionaesque swam laps in the swim teams training pool for her next competition. She practiced her breast stroke, butterfly, and freestyle in her training swimwear. Her school had a shot for the state competition, and while she was not the fastest on her team she gave them some depth and hopes to keep other schools off the podium. The swimmer wanted to be faster, but no matter how hard she trained, she only barely just broke her best records. Fiona pulls herself out of the pool sitting on the edge taking off her cap and goggles. Her friend, Marnie, clicked a stopwatch and threw her a towel, “You shaved off a half second Shark-Bait.”
Fiona shrugged taking a moment to rest her burning muscles and ease her breathing, “Eh, little by little Marlin.”
Marnie smiled at the nickname and helped her up “Here, let me give you a ride home.”
Fiona dried off as she followed Marnie to her car. She wrapped the towel around her waist and reached to the back to grab a sh
Suit Up For Adventure“This is totally not gonna work.” Jake said simply. He held the thick blue suit up, looking over the heavy latex with disdain before turning and glaring at his partner, the only other living thing in the secluded alley they were set in.Suit Up For Adventure1 month ago in Short Stories More Like This
“It totally will.” Henry grinned. “This is a high quality suit, you know!” he defended. The short, slightly wide youth flashed his most ‘winning’ smile, which of course did nothing to ease his friend’s worry. “Come on, just think it over!”
“I did.” Jake complained. The black haired skinny young man glared at his ‘friend’, although honestly Henry was more of an acquaintance--or rather, annoyance that wouldn’t go away-- that happened to always go to Jake with whatever stupid idea he had. “And I hate it. This will never, never work.”
“Come on, Jakey!” Henry whined, going over to his companion and slinging a friendly, slightly sweaty arm o
Dave x Shy!Reader Dave x Shy!ReaderDave x Shy!Reader2 weeks ago in Short Stories More Like This
You sat at your desk at school, it was a normal summer day in Huston Texas, in other words it was blisteringly hot, but you were used to it, besides your school had a pretty good air conditioning system, so it’s not like you were dying of heat stroke, but it was still really hot.
Anyway, you were seated at your desk, which was positioned in the second to last row to the far left side, by the windows; you were watching Dave Strider, who was seated two rows in front of you and one seat to the right, he was chatting with his friends John and Karkat, well more John chatting, Karkat glaring and Dave was just silent doing his whole ‘cool guy’ thing, you liked his ‘cool guy’ act, you always found it interesting to see how he interacted with others.
Needless to say you have a hopeless crush on the Strider, but you always thought he didn’t know you existed, if only y
To Be a Tree (A Fox Serum Story)by grapehyacinthTo Be a Tree (A Fox Serum Story)2 weeks ago in Short Stories More Like This
After accidentally ingesting transformation serum and becoming a puppy, then having a harrowing experience as a lion, Tonya Grant had decided her next encounter with Fox Serum would be a safe, calming one. She'd wanted to be a houseplant for a week, but Lisa, her mother, encouraged her to try the tree-for-a-day serum. In case she didn't enjoy it, she wouldn't be forced to remain in a flowerpot for a week, and the tree serum was also twenty-percent off for the next few days.
So there Tonya stood, auburn hair blazing in the Friday morning sun. Her mother was filling up a watering can with the hose, while her father dug a hole right in the middle of his prized lawn.
“Hurry up before the neighbors see,” uttered Lisa, walking over and plunking the watering can down by the hole.
Tonya's younger brother Charlie came running from the house. “Yeah, we don't want crazy Mrs. Markle freaking out as you turn into a tree-monster.”
Emma's Sticky Demise “Cool as a cucumber, aren’t you?” asked Lauren as she held the phone tightly against her ear, the impressions causing blood to flow towards the surface of her lobes.Emma's Sticky Demise3 weeks ago in Short Stories More Like This
“I prefer the term…’icy’,’ replied the young brunette as she wiped her forehead clean of sweat and dragged herself from under the warm covers.
Lauren laughed as she made a bemused expression, “Are you coming in today or what…?”
“Maybe…maybe not, what’s it to you?” frowned Emma as her matt of golden-brown hair flung over her cheeks, a deep groan escaping her parted, rosy lips as she slapped the alarm clock.
“Nothing, just would be impressive if you actually turned up for once in your life!” shouted Lauren, forcing Emma to throw the phone across the pile of clothing that made up her floor in disgust.
Oh why don’t yo
Webcam Stuffer Pt. 2Sarah picked up her laptop and placed it on her stomach. Her massive gut provided enough of a shelf to allow her to continue broadcasting as she moved outside of her room. The viewers were provided a birdseye view as Sarah moved around the house.Webcam Stuffer Pt. 22 weeks ago in Short Stories More Like This
“Okay guys,” Sarah whispered, her eyes darting back and forth as though she didn't want to be caught,”I'm heading for the kitchen, wish me luck!” The camera followed Sarah into the kitchen where she placed it on a counter facing the fridge. “Wish I had a GoPro,” muttered Sarah offscreen. As she returned to view she propped open the door with a broom and sat down. “Ooo cold!” Sarah giggled in reference to the cold tile touching the bottom of her stomach. She scooped up her fleshy globe and let her arms warm the bottom of her belly.
The first thing Sarah grabbed was a chilling bottle of white wine on the bottom shelf. “Don't mind if I do,” she laughed and upended the entire bottle
Being a Deer (A Mother Nature Story)Being a Deer 3 weeks ago in Short Stories More Like This
The teacher's lounge at Fifth Avenue School was abuzz with conversation. The fourth-grade teacher, Sally Flint, was leading a movement to stop an open hunting season on deer as population control, and it was a big event in the local news.
“She wants them to use contraceptive darts so they don't have to kill them,” said Miss Murphy. “That's a much better idea.”
“Yes, they're doing that in other places and it's working out well. I can't stand knowing that those sweet animals are killed for sport. It should be outlawed. Especially in this day and age,” added Mrs. Carlson. “You can be sure I'll be at that rally.”
“Me, too, and I never go to stuff like that,” blushed Miss Murphy.
“Let's try to get a whole busload of faculty over there to show Sally our support,” said Principal Josephs. “I'll get us a bus.”
The rally was a big hi
The Transformation RaffleThere was a raffle that was happening at local carnival. It was free, but the prizes were...less than normal. This was because the prizes were just that; normal. There wasn't anything big or unique, it was just common items such as some bracelets, strange paints, gemstones, and glasses. None of them had a value greater than a hundred dollars, but it was a free raffle. This caused a fair handful on entries, if not to just get some silly knick knacks. Another oddity about the raffle was the winners; prizes would be sent to them through the mail; which turned some people away. None the less, the amount of entrants was enough to allow the raffle to go through, and the winners would be receiving their prizes shortly. What they were getting however, was far more than meets the eye...The Transformation Raffle1 month ago in Short Stories More Like This
Xie had entered the raffle, one of the first to enter it actually. He had actually been pretty confident in winning the raffle, and as fate would have it, a package arrived at his doorstep a few days after
-Rounding Rebels- For Science! (WG) The year is 2050, the city of New Asmi floats above a remote location in the sea. A mega city, as they're now known, was sprawling despite it's remote location. The people thrived, the cityscape stellar, and technology beyond compare. Where less than a century ago, not even a cell phone existed, a company known as Lin Inc brought about leaps and bounds of innovation. By the year 2040, the need for a military dissipated, robotic soldiers taking care of any threats. As 2046 came around, robotic servants quickly became the norm for most households. Everyone adjusted to their new lives of leisure, little needed to be done that wasn't already easily finished via robotic aid. The effects of plush living started to take it's toll though, a group of rag tags saw something wrong with this miracle corporation and denied their shady tech. The group stayed in their shabby dock side industrial section of town where talks of rebellion started to spur; The Human's Brigade wa-Rounding Rebels- For Science! (WG)2 weeks ago in Short Stories More Like This
Chris to Rouge Disguise TGChris to Rouge Disguise TG3 weeks ago in Short Stories More Like This
Chris and his friend, Helen had hung out together for years since they were kids. They were now 18 years old. And Helen, had been cured of her inability to walk.
“Chris.” Said Helen.
“Yes?” asked Chris.
“This is going to sound crazy.” She said.
Then Chris spoke.
“Well,” Helen said.
“It’s just…I was recruited by Rouge to be a jewel thief and…I accepted.”
Chris’ mouth dropped.
“Why would you do that?” he asked.
Then Helen said.
“Rouge just seemed so cool and here’s the worse news…I volunteered you to be a jewel thief too.”
“What?!” Chris exclaimed.
After much discussion, Helen convinced Chris that being a jewel thief could be fun.
On their first day, Chris was given a bag by Rouge.
“Ok, sweetie.” Said Rouge.
“Your job is pretend to be me!”
As Rouge spoke, Chris had pulled out what was
Werewolf Tickles: Part 1Werewolf Tickles: Part 12 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
Jake stood before the forest of giant trees and gazed into its dark depths curiously. The air was permeated by the cries of several various song birds as they called melodiously to one another. A gentle breeze blew through the wooded grove and brought with it a sweet earthy scent that made Jake smile. This was truly a peaceful place.
That held a dark secret.
“The Wolf Forest ,” Jake said to no one in particular. He lifted his nose to the air and gave a small sniff, testing its scent. At first he only smelled that same familiar earthy smell, but after a moment it came to him. A scent that he had only smelled once in his entire lifetime, but one that he would never forget.
The scent of a werewolf.
As if on cue, a pair of glowing yellow eyes appeared from within the dark foliage directly ahead of him. A low growl of rage emitted from the same area and Jake immediately went on the defense. He crouched low, making himself less of target and then
What a feeling...Oh what a feeling,What a feeling...2 weeks ago in Short Stories More Like This
a feeling that pierced my heart,
I felt as if I lost something,
I truly never had.
It pierced deeply into my soul,
with unknown waters,
waters that drawn me inside,
Oh what of me...
What of me...
In the hall of the broken hearted?
Dressed with linens
of fantasies and fairy dust...
The moon gifted me a smile
as if my star commanded it
to give it...
and the sailors on the night
fallow it's light,
so the moon fares me good-bye
and plays a game of following those
that in turn follow...
I ask the stars,
can you love her?...From so far,
how can you feel her shining
so bright as an extension of you?
And the stars shine down upon me,
as if smiling as well,
-"Oh daughter..." -They said-
"Who is it, that broke your heart?
Shine through your pain,
and smile with us, for we shall never live you,
and we are always with you,
Have you forgotten?" -They said.-
Seeing my reflection
on the lake of my life,
I proceeded to let my linens fall
and all res
Amy Rose (Sonic Boom) TF TGAmy Rose (Sonic Boom) TF TG1 month ago in Short Stories More Like This
Once I step into my bedroom (Well, my family's out for the day), I notice some new clothes lying on my bed: a red headband, a magenta dress with a white neck collar, gold buttons and a pinkish-gray sarashi, white gloves, purple sports tape, two gold ring bracelets, purple stockings, and pink sneakers with dark gray velcro straps, gold buttons, and pinkish-grey soles and tops. They seem to be a little girly, but a bit sporty. Maybe I could wear these things right now! Exactly what I do's. But they're a little too tight to show off, at least right now. The first thing that happens is that my hair hues itself into a pink color. It's like I got a dye-job here. Then it grows down to my shoulders and shaping itself into bangs, and three ruffled hairs stick out like a guy who's smart enough to comb. My new hair turns out to be hedgehog quills! Then more things start to happen at the same time: First, my ears recede and new pink triangular ones with Caucasian lobes push out, wiggling idly. The
RockRock2 weeks ago in Short Stories More Like This
"You are a fool, young cat," the she-badger spoke. The white stripes that marked her face gloomed in the dark cave. Her small black eyes reminded him of blackberries that the badger would often feast upon.
"But think about it, Midnight!" the tom insisted, his dark tabby pelt bristling and his amber eyes shining like a fierce fire. "What do we really know about them? Rumors have spread that a powerful force lives upon the mountains, but no one has ever seen it. If we could somehow awaken the beast, we could get anything we wanted!"
"You are blinded by power, my friend," the badger replied with a dismissive shake of her massive head.
"I know what I'm aiming for," the tom responded with a growl. "For seasons I've spent my life journeying around and seeing what this world has to offer. I seek to learn, I seek to know everything about everything. I want to be that cat that others refer to as a fountain of knowledge. I want to know the answer to every question in the entire universe. Only th
Spectral Feeding (WG) Paladins in training within The Order are subject to tests and sent on jobs. Most of which involve malevolent entities of all kinds; spirits, demons, beasts, you name it. The newbies are sent to shadow a graduated paladin and learn what practical lessons they can. Sylvia Kianira was sent on one such mission with the aid of Brighthelm, the prodigy and star child of The Order. Job details are simple, a spirit has been sighted in a nearby village by the name of Embermist, mainly farmers and peasants who're scared of just about anything supernatural. The duo needs to check it out and deal with the situation, easy enough... right?Spectral Feeding (WG)1 week ago in Short Stories More Like This
Graduate Brighthelm slung a stuffed duffel bag over Sylvia's already taxed horse, the owner of which was stumbling forward and loaded with bags herself. "Ooof, do we really need all this..." Sylvia grumbled, narrowing her eyes at her superior, "I mean, the village isn't even a hundred miles ou
:PC: Lost and found [VORE]WARNING: This story contains soft, safe, non-fatal vore.:PC: Lost and found [VORE]1 month ago in Short Stories More Like This
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My alarm clock ringed, it was 10:00 AM; I woke up and got up, then I looked at the calender: April 5, Sunday. I heard some voices coming from the kitchen; I went downstairs and found my parents arguing. It wasn't a big surprise for me, they did that at least once in a week. It was bothering, but there was nothing I could do, since the reason was me. I went into my room again and dressed up quickly. I prepared a backpack with a firestarter, a sandwich, a water bottle and a portable GPS. I went downstairs again and walked through the kitchen, but my parents didn't even notice me. "I'm going out, see you tonight" I said, but my mom and dad ignored me and kept arguing. I lost my temper and walked out, slamming t