Vore33Vore 33Vore332 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
A real man's brunch
[Birthday Request for Amy678]
Running late Marcus cursed his luck, of all the nights he could have celebrated his birthday it had to have been just before a surprise morning mission. He didnt even have time to grab a snack to eat and already his belly had started to complain about being forced to run on empty. Knowing he'd get stuck doing janitor work afterwards if he's not injured almost made him want to get beaten up if only so he could laze about and stuff himself with tasty treats if only for a few hours, but he decided against it. Having an empty stomach at an ungodly hour of morning is bad enough for him, getting himself pummeled only made that plan more unapealing. He'd have to tough it out, or else get something to eat during the mission. Marcus would meet Yoshino and the new girl at the dock warehouses, not his fave place but at least he might not have to get shouted at by the boss in person.
The girls stood by the door leading in to the building ob
Dream Diary I - Feeding FrenzyShuffling through the door, Tyler felt exhausted. Work had been long and difficult. As an insurance agent, he was doomed to deal with manipulative, aggressive, and emotionally unstable people trying to claim on the most pathetic of things. Eight hours a day, five days a week. "Tiring" was an understatement. "Exhausting" still wasn't close enough.Dream Diary I - Feeding Frenzy4 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Loosening his tie, Tyler kicked off his shoes and padded through the den to the kitchen. His entire life, he'd been a tall, skinny boy. Since he'd started his new job three months ago, however, he'd found a certain comfort in food. Desserts, mainly. Because of this, his bony frame had slowly been thickening. As it was, he looked quite a healthy size. Somewhere in the back of his mind, he knew what would happen if he didn't control himself. Still, when he was mentally battered and emotionally bruised, the most dominating thought was, "I need food."
Opening the fridge door, he stared solemnly at the basic contents. "Damn it," he muttered. He'd f
No meaningEveryday I waste my life. Today is no different. I keep on hoping some sort of miracle will arrive when it rains at night. I hope that my life will someday have some sort of meaning. Everyday is the same. Mundane, dull and difficult. I live in my head I try to live out the fantasies that will never happen. I invest myself with people who don't exist and I care more about their wellbeing than my own. Every morning I wake up and frown, every night I smile hoping the sky above will consume me and add me to it's endless constellation of stars.No meaning1 hour ago in Short Stories More Like This
Some days I wake up and hear the creakiness of my weary bones and feel the softness of my skin. I call those the good days. They are the days that I feel the most alive in this body, that is being eaten by it's mind. These days I smile at strangers and water flowers. On these days I feel like I am going to survive, that one day my hair will turn gray and my skin will wrinkle.
At night, time seems to stop. I see only the darkness of my room. I hear on
PMDU Accessory Customization #5#5 PMDU Accessory Customization - Haneve's Utility CloakPMDU Accessory Customization #52 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Welcome to Chantelle's Accessory Customization Service. We* pride ourselves in assisting the creative and functional needs of guild members with a professional touch, using only the finest materials** to bring your creations to life for an affordable fee.
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A thick black shawl that is usually worn to cover one's shoulders. Brand new, Chantelle.
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The I. A. (infinite alien) pregnancyKathryn Moore woke up from the floor within her bedroom with her head pounding and tightly clutching her stomach as it violently lurched. Kathryn looked across the room only to find nothing but cleaning supplies and to find out that she is still wearing the clothing she wore for work the previous night: A black business blazer, a maroon silk shell scoop neck embroidered sleeveless shirt, black side slit pencil skirt and her black ankle strap buckle sling back closed toe-pointed stiletto heels. Kathryn also has dark brown hair with curled ends and has blue eyes which is look around to room trying to remember what has happened and why was she on the floor in the first place.The I. A. (infinite alien) pregnancy6 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Immediately Kathryn walks to the door and tries to open it only to find out it won't budge at all. " I need to get out of here" she thought as she looked around her room to find anything useful to help her open the door only to find nothing but her wardrobe, bedroom mirror, clothes drawer and her bed. Sighing w
The hidden richesThe hidden richesThe hidden riches2 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
The man with a long beard slammed his fist down on the desk. Slowly, a long and sly grin came to his face. His assistant pulled away from his ear. A small man made himself even slower. “Ahhh,” the pirate began, “It looks like the town is mine.” An evil gleam came to his eye. The man put his head in his hands.
Several days earlier, this small man was on business in another city. Unfortunately for him, that city he was busy in was raided by pirates. The reason they took him in particular was because he was from the hidden city of riches. How they found out where he was from, he may never know. But what he could guess was that someone told them. The pirates the man aboard and he was now their captive. The leader looked down on him. “Listen here boy. You’re gonna tell me where your city is. Right. Now.” That awful man snapped. Slowly, the small man spilt everything. Where it was, how to get there and key viewpoints.
No moreMOM: “HOGARTH CHARLES JAMES NEWTON, GET YOUR SORRY ASS DOWN HERE AT ONCE!”No more8 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
ME: “Oh man, not again.”
Like usual, I was in big trouble for constantly pulling pranks at school and I got several punishments, when it came to that. Anyhow, I calmly walked downstairs, into the living room, where my mother was waiting for me. Trust me when I say that she can be loud if necessary.
MOM: “THIS HAS BEEN GOING ON FOR FAR TOO LONG, YOUNG MAN! SINCE THE PUNISHMENTS I GAVE YOU DON’T WORK, I HAD TO TAKE DRASTIC MEASURES AND DECIDED THAT YOU’RE GOING TO BE WEARING DISPOSABLE DIAPERS 24/7 FOR AN ENTIRE MONTH; AT SCHOOL, AT HOME, IN PUBLIC; ANYWHERE TO MAKE YOU STOP ACTING SO CHILDISH! ALSO, DURING THIS PUNISHMENT, THOSE DIAPERS WILL BE YOUR TOILET! IF I CATCH YOU WITHOUT ANY DIAPERS ON OR USING THE TOILET, YOU’LL GET YOUR PANTS TAKEN AWAY! GOT IT!”
I realized my mother meant what she said, so in defeat, I nodded my head.
ME: “Yes mom, I got it.&
Cold DeathCold. That was all I could feel in my last few moments. Harsh, debilitating snow falling from the sky to cover the frozen ground I lay on, hidden amongst the underbrush with the rest of my men. December of 1863, it was almost Christmas and all of us were wishing this war was over so we could return home to our families. All except me, that is. Back home I had a girl waiting for me, as many of the young men in my troop did, we were supposedly engaged to be married as soon as I returned home. I didn’t love her, though. I was being forced into this relationship by my father; he had bargained with the girl’s father to have us wed, and she didn’t even know I didn’t love her. No one knew the reason why I didn’t love her, though. I couldn’t tell anyone, I’d be shamed, disowned, rejected.Cold Death1 hour ago in Short Stories More Like This
I was gay, that’s why I didn’t love the girl I was betrothed to. I was in love with a wonderful young man by the last name Clark. We couldn’t be tog
PkmnA: A story toldHarlie entered his dorm room in a huff. This day had gone from weird to bad, to just annoying. Harlie had woke up just fine...nothing seemed out of place; He ate his meal, finished up the short amount of homework he had. He sadly didn’t have a chance to see his girlfriend, Harlie couldn’t help but flush inwardly at the thought of that, but that was ok; He had many errands and chores anyways.PkmnA: A story told8 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
This however is where his day became awful. Harlie went to visit his mini ponyta, Amalthea. while she was small enough to be in his dorm; She was a handful and preferred to be outdoors...luckily the large island allowed him to house her in a small stable, makeshift at best, but close enough to the main dorms that he could visit and take care of her often.
While Amalthea, Thea for short, was handful and could be stubborn; She was a good ponyta, playful and loving
Today...he had never seen her so out of control...she bucked at her stall, burned him and her stall and even bit him...She bit
[cont] The Queen with the Broken CrownThe neckline was a jagged plunge, revealing the curve of her breast and the glistening glass prison which held the ruined pieces of her heart. The slow beating muscle was held together by nothing more than magic and the fractures that ran through it were visible to all.[cont] The Queen with the Broken Crown3 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Rosalie stared at herself in the mirror as her fingers brushed the cool glass. She had been like this ever since she could remember. No one ever told her how her heart had been broken when she was so very young, but could they hide the damage. Her feelings were different from most, subdued and sometimes hollow, and doctors had warned her that anything else might cause her heart to fracture further.
It could kill her.
It hadn't though, not yet. She'd never felt the race of excitement or the pounding fury of rage, nor even the truly splintering pain of sorrow.
"Rosalie?" The lean man whispered. "Are you feeling well?"
The genuine concern in his voice jerked her out of her thoughts. A diva's smile covered the lingering hin
Bato + Big L: Sibling Snuggle Time----------Bato + Big L: Sibling Snuggle Time2 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
KalahariMeerkatfan said the following:
Bato was walking with his nose to the ground. He had been visiting his mother, but now he was sniffing for trails and followed wherever they went. The first one had been a cat who didn't like dogs apparently, another had been a crow, and the recent one had been a discarded boot.
Wolf-Chalk said the following:
Atlaq's signature dog was lounging on the porch as usual, Big L.'s head laying between her big paws with half-lidded eyes. Her tail thumped lazily behind her on the cool wood, watching as Nome went about its usual lively business. A familiar scent met her nose and the mix breed raised her chin to spot no one other than her brother Bato. His appearance reminded her of what she'd said to Acer concerning the blind pooch.
"Hi there butterball," Lass called out, stretching with a loud yawn after. "I hear there's juicy Kings gossip I've been behind on eh?"
KalahariMeerkatfan said the following:
Bato's head shot up at o
No TomorrowHe sat down next to her, placing a coffee mug on the glass tea table in front of her. She pulled her long chestnut hair back into a ponytail, giving him a sideways smile.No Tomorrow5 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
“Thank you” she said with a smile, grabbing the coffee with both hands, allowing the warmth from the cup to heat up her cold hands. The chestnut haired woman sipped at the cup carefully and smiled brightly, her green eyes lighting up. “It’s good” she told him.
“Thank you” he replied, catching her smile on his own lips, awkwardly pushing his black hair back. He glanced at the book she had placed in her lap. “What are you reading, Clarice?” he asked nodding to the book. She turned her head down to the book, making a face.
“A book a friend recommended. It’s not very good” Clarice sighed.
“Stop reading it” the black haired man laughed, standing up and fetching her blanket. He wrapped the warm material around the chestnut haired woman