Attack of the Pumpkin Blob! (Slime WGTF)ATTACK OF THE PUMPKIN BLOB!Attack of the Pumpkin Blob! (Slime WGTF)4 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Yet another boring Halloween had rolled around, the streets lined with decorations and people out in costume in the quest for candy as usual. Cackling witches, howling werewolves and moaning zombies. Spooky scary. Li missed the good old days when Halloween was scary. Back when people put effort into their damn costumes! Now it was always sexy witch this and vampire that, bah, never an awesome inventive one like a zombie rocker or werebadger or something. Hmmph.
“Ugh, ye’d think people’d get better costumes nowadays…” she complained to herself, watching kids go buy in their little fairy and witch costumes.
Lumbering to her feet, Li was as immense as ever; her gut bigger than a yoga ball drooped down over her jorts like a furry pile of jelly, rippling as she took a slow walk to her kitchen. Her vast backside wobbled as she did so, each cheek big enough to smother the 3 person couch she had and almost spill off of it, with meaty tr
The Drifting CrateAmidst the debris of space was a large drifting crate, likely hiding a dragon. "We should tow it back." Said the crewman. The crewman didn't believe in dragons.The Drifting Crate4 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
The pilot on the other hand was a respectable sort who believed just about everything she was told. "It would be a waste of fuel." Said the pilot. The dragon would of course be quite heavy, stuck in that crate like that they'd expend extra fuel to drag it to the nearest starbase. No it would be much better to leave the dragon here where the only thing it could burn is space sheep.
"I'm sure we would make back the money for the fuel on the sale." Said the crewman. The dragon would fetch a fair price from the local market. Dragons being on the mythological creature list made them highly valuable at auction. It could also be a demon reasoned the pilot to herself.
"The captain should be the one who decides." Said the pilot. The pilot smiled. The captain was locked down in a rousing game of Uno. They were actually playing it togethe
I felt like writing, so I did. Note: It's 1:15 am. I am writing to pass the time. I have no idea what's going to happen in this story, so if you make it through, congratulations.I felt like writing, so I did.7 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
It was a cloudy, rainy evening as Roswell followed Collin back home. She has always enjoyed the rain. It was peaceful to her, and gave a sense of security where she could be away from the sun, but not in the dark (and don't tell me that water falling from the sky isn't awesome, because it is). Collin preferred the night, or so he had said. Like Roswell, he also despised the sun. However, Roswell noticed, he seemed to enjoy sunsets. She remembers watching the sun go down with him countless times. It was nice, and so was Collin. There's something that draws her to him. Maybe it's because he hasn't let her down yet. He had always been there for her. She liked Collin in more ways than this, but she felt this one was most important.
They were almost home, and Collin has said nothing from the time they started back. S
Literally Horror"Good afternoon, miss ..." I said, looking through my briefcase for the headache pills. It's such a sad thing they're need so much these days.Literally Horror33 minutes ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Sue. Mary Sue." she said in a sweet voice.
"Yes, Miss Sue. Now, I take it you're familiar with the editorial process? I'll read over your rough draft and then tell you what I think you could change or work on." I continued, mechanically until I finally found them., luckily I still had a couple.
"Yes, yes. Now, here is the first chapter." she said as she handed it over with a sweet, perfect "I brush my teeth with bleach" smile on her face, a twinkle in her iridescent purple mixed with asparagus green and accented by caramel gold touches eyes and as her hair, dyed in Pepto-Bismol pink and Orange is the New Black prison uniform orange although some bits of blarple could be seen bleeding through. That did not bide well. Suvian colored hair and eyes, the very unsubtle name of Mary Sue. Oh God please tell me she's just being like that ironicall