You Are What You Think(Pie TF, Cheetah TF, pumpkin/jack-o'lantern TF, bush TF, fruit TF, clay TF, bubble TF, glass TF)You Are What You Think1 month ago in Short Stories More Like This
(Commission for bwv1979)
Walking into Gena Fellowes' lab was always a treat for Jim Marks. He never knew what strange sight he might encounter there. Today he entered to view Gena positioned in front of a cage, observing it closely. But its contents were not moving, nor would they. All this cage contained was a block of cheese.
“Um, Gena, that cheese isn't going anywhere,” he coughed.
She looked up, startled. “Oh, oh, Jim!” she cried, running over and grabbing his arm. She pulled him closer to the cage. “This is no ordinary block of cheese!”
Jim could feel her shaking in excitement, and he could only imagine what she was up to. “Meanwhile there's a mouse somewhere who's feeling very deprived.”
She shook her head in surprise. “No, Jim. That is the mouse!”
She was pointing right at the cheese, and Jim awkw
The Family Curse (Wolf TF)(Commission for internmatt)The Family Curse (Wolf TF)2 weeks ago in Short Stories More Like This
...Sometimes life imitates art. Only it's usually better.
My eighteenth party was awesome. I didn't even mind that my mom had invited every relative on her side known to man. And they all seemed so excited that I was turning eighteen! I think they were more into it than I was, truth be told.
The few people on my dad's side were not quite as upbeat. In fact, they seemed quite the opposite. My dad's mom kept sneaking these glances at me, and, honestly, it made me feel weird. So I went off and hung out with my friends. They had all managed to attend, and it seemed as if it would be one of those few nights that would linger in my memory as near-perfect.
But once everyone was gone, and I helped my parents clean up the house and yard, my father muttered, “Is it time?”
My mother stopped and looked up at the sky. The bright moon lit up the August night like daylight, and she inhaled the warm air deeply. “Ah, I can feel it...” he
Cursed loveCursed love3 weeks ago in Short Stories More Like This
Ethan was standing in front of the mirror, adding final touches to his costume. “Tonight, finally I can go out again!” He grinned to himself while adjusting his large, wide-brimmed hat. Tonight was Hallows Eve. A night with long traditions of dressing up in costumes to scare away evil spirits. Only recently these traditions had evolved into a game for children and Hallows Eve had been renamed Halloween. Children of any age would dress up in cute and slightly spooky costumes to “scare” the neighbors so they'd get some candy as reward. It was a game Ethan had enjoyed a lot and every Halloween he'd have a more or less self-made costume ready to go outside hunting for candy and easy targets to scare.
Sadly enough his mother had disagreed with him that Halloween was a game for kids of any age. As far as she was concerned, Halloween was too childish for a fifteen year old boy and so Ethan had been forced to remain inside on his favorite night of the year a
Are You A Boy or A Girl? (Dawn TG) (REQUEST)Are You A Boy or A Girl? (Dawn TG) (REQUEST)2 weeks ago in Short Stories More Like This
Byron was your average guy. He lived on his own in a small little part of town. He was disconnected from most others, very antisocial. Needless to say when his birthday came around, there was no un attending, not receiving any calls or anything. Byron didn't mind though, he never was for making a big fuss out of celebrations.
Byron was sitting on his couch, enjoying some television when he heard a knock at the door. "Who could that be?" he questioned, not knowing who would drop by. He could only assume it was his landlord. Byron opened the door and said "I'll have your money next-" cut off by the sight of a woman he had never seen before. "Having fun tonight?" she asked Byron, like she had known him for years. "No, just celebrating my birthday with some TV. Do I know you?" Byron asked, very curious at the identity of the woman. "Aw, you don't remember me, come on, how old are you?" the lady asked. "Just turned 19." Byron said, not sure why he was answering. "Stop sidestepping, wh
The Dragon Slave of The Basinite Fjords The very air rippled as the leathery whip came whistling down along Shara's exposed midsection. With a cringing thwack the barbed torture tool lashed her belly again and again. Blood sprayed and sapphire scales were rent violently from her flesh, falling onto the hard stone floor in a collective pile. Shara growled away the seething pain that gutted her away but stubbornly refused to whimper. A whimper expressed defeat and in the sadistic eyes of her tormentors, defeat was what they strove to implant within her.The Dragon Slave of The Basinite Fjords1 week ago in Short Stories More Like This
A rasping voice dragged Shara away from the nightmare of the whip and into a world full of misery. "That's enough. I wish to speak with it."
Shara's body hurt all over and her head swam with nausea as she turned her neck to see a small, obsidian colored creature approach her. The creature bore a disturbing visage and obsidian ornate armor as black as his skin. He tugged his beard a long while, studying the fruits of his work that lay in a pathetic heap be
TG Caption This: Mecha Are Piloted By Girls Only!TG Caption This: Mecha Are Piloted By Girls Only!3 weeks ago in Short Stories More Like This
Earth had been under attack for Two years now. The attackers are a race called the Exorcists (rough translation); they came to Earth because their world had been rendered inhospitable from a solar flare. They practically begged us to let them live on this planet too, in return they would share their technologies and knowledge with us. The negotiations began and were going well until someone against the co-existence shot an Exorcist official; the earth governments tried to calm the exorcists down but they were too infuriated and declared war on the human race. They were an advanced race with the ability to control machines as well as skyscraper sized robots and giant battleships. It was looking bleak until humans managed to capture one of their robots and reverse engineer the technology. It was found that the way the robots were made allowed them to resist the techno kinesis of the Exorcists, presumably in case a civil war broke out. Using the stolen technology, humanity was able to cre
Three Day Weekend (A Fox Serum Story)(Golden Retriever / Dog TF)Three Day Weekend (A Fox Serum Story)3 weeks ago in Short Stories More Like This
(Commission for internmatt)
In a future world where Fox Serum is now available to the public, we join a woman for a relaxing weekend vacation...
“'Fox Serums For You' automated ordering service. Please state your name.”
“Livvy Jones, what would you like to be today?”
Livvy played with her chocolate-brown hair nervously. “A dog,” she uttered weakly.
“Thank you. Please state your ID number so we may check your medical history for any contraindications to Fox Serum usage.”
“Thank you. Please wait while I check the database.” The pause was accompanied by a calming classical melody. This has to be Debussy, Livvy guessed anxiously. The clinking piano tones played havoc with her nerves, and the waiting seemed to go on forever. “Thank you for your patience, Livvy Jones. You have been cleared for the e
Alienating your friendsAlienating your friendsAlienating your friends3 weeks ago in Short Stories More Like This
"You know, I still don't think that this is a good idea."
My girlfriend rolled her eyes. "Oh my God, Mitch!" Hannah exclaimed slightly annoyed. "What are you afraid of? It's not that we're going lion hunting, or mountain climbing, or shark diving or whatever. It's just a nice movie evening. Popcorn and fun. With friends. Just chill, man."
I swallowed. "Yeah, that's exactly what's bothering me. Our 'friends'. The last few times they invited us to 'fun' I ended up trading my dick for fur!" Even if it was kind of nice... I added silently. Being a mare and a doe hadn't been bad experiences, only unusual ones. And when Hannah had fucked me as this magnificent stallion and stag... blood shot into my head as my dick started twitching, the treacherous organ!
Clay and Punishment(Clay TF)Clay and Punishment3 weeks ago in Short Stories More Like This
(commission for Xatu-Kusatsu)
“Headmaster, I don't know what else to do. Shirona is the biggest troublemaker this school has ever seen. She keeps saying that 'art class is stupid' and 'how will art or music help get me into a decent magical arts college next year'?”
The headmaster chuckled, swinging towards the unhappy teacher. “The arts are the background to any good education, I always say. She's a smart kid, but she's a bit belligerent. And it's worsened over the years. As you requested, I had a conference with her parents. They say you should do what's necessary to teach her. Short of violence or torture,” he added with a nasty grin.
Art teacher Richard Glenwood shrugged. “Whatever you say. If you're all good with it.”
“And nothing permanent. They want her to be able to go to college.”
“I think I have just the thing.&
Tea Solves Everything - G/tThe tickle of something moving across his chest made the man shift...Tea Solves Everything - G/t3 weeks ago in Short Stories More Like This
He heaved a sigh, drawing a squeak of alarm from the little intruder as his chest rose and fell so suddenly with the motion.
"So your own bed wasn't warm enough?"...His tone held both accusation and amusement in it as he cracked open a single eye to look downward.
His charge was busy trying to pick herself up, timing her movements between his breaths so she wouldn't wind up falling all over again. The woman huffed, looking up at him in annoyance.
"N-No!...well...............yes." She admitted with a shrug, figuring it best to just admit it up front. "I'm...I'm freezing my ass off..." Wrapping her arms around herself she fixed him with a displeased scowl. As if the low temperature of the night were his doing.
Mordicai gave her a less than convinced look, a thin brow arching high in question...before he rolled his eyes and gave into a smirk.
"Of course..." He started to sigh again, stopped when the sudden rise of his c
RWBY - Love and Stuffing 1The alarm rang loudly throughout Beacon Academy. The doors to the classrooms opened one by one as people began to step out. A cacophony of chatter filled the hallway as a flood of students walked down the corridors. As the people rushed back to their dorms, a group of four walked along behind at a leisurely pace.RWBY - Love and Stuffing 12 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
“Finally, it’s the weekend!” the first spoke with glee. She possessed short, dark hair worn in a somewhat unkempt manner, a black dress and a red cloak with a hood. She seemed to be full of barely restrained energy, constantly twitching as she kept her pace slow to walk alongside her friends.
“This week sure dragged on didn’t it?” the second girl spoke. She possessed a head of long, wavy golden locks and stood much taller than the others. She possessed a curvy figure with strong, toned muscle. As she walked she stretched herself, attempting to rid herself of stiffness after the rather long class. Next to her, a white haired girl pouted.