Too Big to be Cute pages 25-36While Nathan stripped Gerald found his attention focused on Sandi. While she appeared to be trying to stay still it clearly wasn’t working. The tension produced in her muscles as she tried to contain her excitement caused a visible shift in their size due to her massive scale. Even more noteworthy was the tremors that he could feel going through the bed. Her cheeks were made to become increasingly flush and her right hand came up to cover her face. The attempt was halfhearted at best however as she left her fingers wide open in order to continue watching.Too Big to be Cute pages 25-3619 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters
Sandia wasn’t the only one blushing. It wasn’t the act of removing his clothes that left Nathan flustered. Rather it was the response of his titanic audience as her eyes remained focused on him. Someone help me! It feels like I’m having to undress in front of an entire stadium of highschool girls. Giving a sigh as he removed his pants Nathan was glad that Jennifer hadn’t asked him to strip down to nothing
Spider BytesThey waited at the mouth of the service corridor, the mezzanine railing just a few meters away. Above them somewhere, the heavy thumping of the security spider marked its progress in its pursuit of them. Across an open space broken at intervals by tree trunks and greenery, the armored glass of the laboratory stretched floor to ceiling, and out of sight in either direction.Spider Bytes4 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes
"That going to present a problem?" A rhetorical question. Mett knew Gaez wouldn't have signed on for this if it wasn't going to present a challenge.
"Working on it" the disinterested reply. Gaez was more interested in their stalker.
They broke cover and sprinted left, hugging the wall. Cameras hung limp and blind at frequent intervals from the ceiling, one of the many indicators that Gaez had taken ownership of the facility's less deadly security systems.
A whine from above, rising in pitch, was abruptly punctuated by a volley of sabot rounds fired across the garden atrium into the laboratory windows. Large pieces of
OUTLAWED: Chapter 12 Rover was alive. That made Flypsur’s soul spots flush with relief as he stared down the street where his friend had disappeared. But he was alive and being chased by what appeared to be armed law enforcement. Couldn’t he stay out of trouble for one minute?OUTLAWED: Chapter 1219 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters
Even as the thought entered his head so did the chaos around him. Below the stage was a mass of bodies surging in currents like a foaming dusty river. The crowd was in complete pandemonium with Vasthii scrambling to get out of the square and away from the mud-throwing Swileen and Nik and Kit’s alarming sounds. It was clear nobody understood what was going on. The area was clearing, though, as people tried to escape, slipping on Ludge’s goo as they made their way to other streets. He had certainly meant to cause a stir but this was more panic than he had anticipated.
College writing, Volcano Exploration“God, I’m so jittery…” Mag muttered as he took his seat. He glanced at the energy drink sitting on his desk, just a few inches from his left hand. He hadn’t opened it, and looking at how he was shaking already, he didn’t need to. He swallowed, wishing he could get rid of his extra nerves as easily as the saliva. The joystick was familiar in his hand, the rover’s readouts and displays all normal. But he couldn’t relax; as he throttled up the remote operated vehicle, his heartbeat increased along with the motor speed. He kept thinking he saw another one of those…things on the camera feed.College writing, Volcano Exploration1 day ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes
It made him wish that he had never noticed that weird blotch when reviewing the footage. Volcanic exploration had been easy, fun, all of that, right up until he noticed that one little detail, recorded it, and then replayed it over and over.
“Main drive, all normal,” he heard himself say. His voice was squeakier than the last few dozen ti
Running In and Out of Time (p.2)(Part 2)Running In and Out of Time (p.2)1 day ago in Short Stories
Maria was a piece of work, but not like Vincent Van Gogh's or Monet's paintings; she was more abstract like a Salvador Dali painting of melting clocks or very tall elephants. It had felt to me that we were friends for as long as the sky was blue. More time passed and I began to see her as more than just a friend, not as a crush, but more like... family. Her first name no longer bothered me like it use to and I spent hours in deep concentration trying to wrap my head around that question she asked me in second grade.
By the time I was in ninth grade, I knew the answer. I waited at her locker the morning that I had decided what my answer was. "Hey, Vincent, what'sup?" Camren asked.
"Nothin," I didn't like him for a number of reasons. Most people get bad impressions of people who push them into the side of a bus when they first meet.
Camren gave me another reason to not like him, about a week ago, when he told me that he
metal gear tmnt 808little did they know they were being watched by someone even worse than albert weskermetal gear tmnt 8081 day ago in Short Stories
you remember bishop do you?
“Well...well well...i guess this is the end of one menace....and a start of another...bring me that kid....” said bishop “i want him unharmed...”
bishop's unit saluted him and then off they went
shane was carried off into snake and leon's vehicle but their vehicle was being tracked by bishop's unit
and also little did bishop know was that he was being watched by four green figures
“i want to bust him up” said one with a red headband
“no...we wait...” said leo “we understand those kids need our help...but why is bishop after them again”
“leo I want to bust bishop...” said raph
“i know that you do” said mikey “we all do”
raph looked over at the wreckage of the nearby building
“who could've done such a thing?” asked raph “that kid couldn't be responsible for all of
The Ancient Ones: Part TwoKoba's excitement to train with Elder Warwick wore off fairly quickly when he was shown his room, the place where he would be sleeping. Elder Ramsay agreed to look after the boy for a moment so Elder Warwick could gather all the Elders for a quick meeting about Koba. She stood at the door while Koba was in the center of his room looking around at everything. It almost seemed like a cage to him, the four walls blocking his view from the outside bothered him greatly. What if there were predators around? He wouldn't be able to see them.The Ancient Ones: Part Two22 hours ago in Short Stories
"You can do whatever you wish to the room to make you feel at home." Elder Ramsay said but sighed remembering he didn't understand English.
Koba looked over his shoulder at the Elder when he heard her speak but sighed silently. "I want Great Elder. Great Elder speaks to me." he mumbled.
Elder Ramsay approached the boy and put a hand on his shoulder. "We'll understand eac
Flowers for Balaton, Chapter 11Flowers for Balaton, An Axis Powers: Hetalia/RDNA-verse FanfictionFlowers for Balaton, Chapter 1111 hours ago in Short Stories
(Chapter 11: Healing)
Neu Wein, Royal Dominion of New Austria, April, 2023…
“So… What have the other Agents found out about this place?” Marcus asked as he chowed down on a full English breakfast that he’d made for Claude and himself. The Liechtensteiner prodded his fork at a small sausage for a moment before replying.
“Not much… We’ve just been laying low for who know how long, but the surveillance is going well, in the RDNA at least. I can’t say much about what the Agents in the Reactionary Nations are facing however…”
“I see…” Marcus replied in English. “What of the Comm- I mean.. uh… Reds?”
“Nothing of note, just few close calls with one or two of our Agents… Hopefully we’ll be able to get to the bottom of what this place is soon enough…” Claude sighed as he finished
The Remnants of OnderonThe Remnants of OnderonThe Remnants of Onderon17 hours ago in Short Stories
The Great Sith War
Battle of Onderon – est. 3996 BBY
The battle took place in the skies above Onderon, where the Mandalorian Crusaders were making a last ditch attempt to capture the heavily wooded planet on behalf of the Brotherhood of the Sith. Mandalore the Indomitable’s forces were equally matched by the Beast Riders, and as he rallied his troops, the tide seemed to turn in their favor… They hadn’t expected the Beast Riders to have Republic reinforcements, however. Just when the Mandalorians thought they could pull through, elements of the Republic Swift Fleet commanded by Fleet Captain Vanicus arrived to aid the Beast Riders. Mandalore the Indomitable’s forces were being overrun, and they were left with two options; remain to fight and die, or flee in an attempt to lose the Republic Fleet. Mandalore chose the latter, ordering his forces to retreat to the moon of Dxun. Upon fle
Cute and CuddlyUgh...my head hurts...that'll teach me to drink with the locals, honestly...Cute and Cuddly1 day ago in Short Stories
I look around, my sight blurring even more with the motion. A feeling of nausea rises in my throat, but I just about manage to gulp it down.
I look up to the brilliant blue sky, illuminated by two suns and mutter, "This ain't Sol, that's for sure...where the hell am I...?"
Slowly, fragments of my memory come back to me, pushing into my mind like the tides push the waters on the previously dry beach.
My name is Marcus Wastagor and, like my surname suggests, I'm from a long family of proud service people...the guys who pick up your trash and take it away to be precise.
I remember an uncharted phenomenon in the starburst sector I was working in to cause my spatial engine to go haywire, catapulting me to the edge of nowhere.
Slowly and foggy the events fall back into place on the great white canvas that is supposed to be my memory. After the unplanned jump, I came out in a completely unknown sector.
Escape your fate EpilogueAfter Sea saved Viximon, the little Digimon waited near the portal in hope his parents would come thought. He saw tamers form different countries and lone Digimons. He didn’t lost hope and still waited. After few hours, he felt sleepy and tried his best not to slumber in Morphé arms. But he couldn’t keep his eyes open and finally fall to sleep.Escape your fate Epilogue3 hours ago in Short Stories
When he woke, up he didn’t know what time it was, but it looked like night. He looked around only to see the place deserted. He panicked a bit and bumped into the portal and it opened. A big black mass went out of the portal, by the size of it, it could only be an Ultimate Digimon. The portal closed, after the passage of the dragon Digimon. Viximon looked at the dragon and noticed that it carried two digisouls. The flying Digimon crashed on the ground, freeing the two digisouls in the same time. It looked like the gluttonous Digimons did some damage to the large Digimon and it stays on the ground to recover some of his ene
Recall Log - 006Recall-006Recall Log - 00611 hours ago in Short Stories
-previous logs LOST, Unknown interference caused corruption on files-
New Monarchy, it's Senna here from the cosmodrome. I've been out here tracking the Fallen for weeks now, and I do not see any reason to scout other planets when there is such a force here. The darkness creeps around me constantly and my Ghost and I were finding it difficult enough to camp safely on our own. Let alone with two other Guardians keeping step with us.
As I have mentioned in my previous logs, I have teamed up with two Exos, one from the Future War Cult and another from Dead Orbit. Despite are differing overall plans our immediate goals are quiet similar, and the company is quite the relief after watching the Fallen in The Mothyards for days on end.
I am collecting quite the spinmetal samples too, for your interest particularly.
The Female, and the newest member of our group responds to the name Sut'-5. It's a Russian phonetic translation for the word 'core' or 'heart', if I'm not m
The Strong. (To Kill or To Be Killed)Foreword:The Strong. (To Kill or To Be Killed)12 hours ago in Short Stories
This story is set in the future, a sci-fi short story. Before reading this passage, reader, there are some things you may need to know first.
This short story is based around one of the citizens of Earth in the future. The time unit they use is 'Strong Years', so it is 1079 Strong Years. Using our year unit calendar, it's 6332.
This story is in non-chronological order, so you may need to follow a bit closely to know what is happening.
In the story, the "Child", is the protagonist's old self.
The society system goes like this:
Since the Earth was getting more and more over-populated, the UN (United Nations) and the scientists around the world decided to follow this system of elimination. It is based off the quote, "Only the Strong may survive." (Yes, this sounds very fascist), that the people will take tests (psychological, physical, IQ, EQ, etc.). It is compulsory and the people will get measured by certain 'Strong Points', so long the 'Str
Gift of the Vril Chapter 3: Johannes ReinigerHe knew that voice all too well. It was a voice that sparked flashbacks of leisurely card games lasting well into the night, late evenings filled with beer, football and laughter, and sleepless weekends of studying, poring over textbooks and anatomic diagrams. It was the voice of a man who couldn't be more unlike the messy-haired, down-to earth doctor that Horst was, and the voice of one of his closest friends.Gift of the Vril Chapter 3: Johannes Reiniger11 hours ago in Short Stories
Horst groaned as light flooded his pupil, shot through his retina and bombarded his optic nerve. It took him a few seconds to perceive all of that light as an image, but when he could finally make out more than simple blurry shapes, he managed a tired and shaky smile. "Hallo, Johannes."
"Ah, ah, ah. That's Doktor Reiniger to you, Ahlbach." Despite his stern tone, there was a shadow of a playful smirk on the other man's long, pale face. Johannes had a very strict air about him, as he was taller than Horst, and also much thinner. His lanky frame exaggerated his heigh
Last Orders, Part 17Earth. Present Day.Last Orders, Part 171 day ago in Introductions & Chapters
Under the North Sea.
The zat-gun fizzed with electricity as Susie tested the trigger.
CJ, meanwhile, unsheathed Kazumi and let the thin blade catch the dim light of the cargo elevator as it lowered them into the thick, black, icy bowels of the North Sea. The elevator sure was spacious enough, but CJ couldn’t help but mentally compare it to a cage slowly falling into the lair of some voracious beast.
She had died down here after all.
“So what’s our plan of attack?” she posed the question, more in search of distraction than anything.
“Attack,” answered Susie. “As soon as you see her.”
“Susie. Do you really think the Countess would come back to this place?”
The elevator hummed in their ears as it fought through the deadening currents outside.
“Yes,” Susie spoke with little thought. “She’s here. I know it.”
“Well I’m the telepath, and I ‘ain’t picking
CP-BK2-RPRT15Part 15 –CP-BK2-RPRT159 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters
ISL – Reno System – New Reno
Fitness And Life Centering Recreational Agency
March 10th 6202 C.E.
‘Are we entirely sure this place is a Falcra front?” Rebecca asked stepping off of the passenger bus that had delivered them from the spaceport where they’d disembarked from the luxury cruise liner SS Mauritania.
If disembodied voices in your head could snort Dekras did a manageable job of it. ‘Think about it Fitness And Life Centering Recreational Agency; really F-A-L-C-R-A,’ Dekras told her with another snort.
‘You know it could just be a coincidence,’ Rebecca thought at her partner.
Jayden's adventures of MMPRTM Chapter 4In the mountains of the desert of Angel Grove, a building is on top of a mountain. It's the power rangers' command center. Inside, Alpha is walking around the controls, trying to see what is working.Jayden's adventures of MMPRTM Chapter 419 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters
Alpha: Aye yai yai yai yai! The subtronic interphasers are short-circuiting. I have to find a way to alternate the frequency modulators.
And then, our heroes arrive in the command center. All of their skates are gone, including their skating gear and are in shoes. They walk towards Alpha.
Tommy: Alpha, what's going on?
Jayden: Yeah, what is it?
Alpha: A massive surge of evil energy is overloading our sensor. Aye yai yai yai yai!
And then, Zordon appears in his plasma tube.
Zordon: Rangers and Fighters, you must act swiftly. The planet is in grave danger.
Kimberly: Danger from what?
Zordon: 6,000 years ago, a morphological being known as Ivan Ooze ruled the world with a reign of unparalleled terror. He was on the verge of completing construction of his ultimate weapons, the ectomorphicon ti
200 Writing Challenge Day 146- TrapsLetting out a sigh, Mr. Hide went back into the In Between, somewhat annoyed. While he was simply helping his rival because he was bored, that Simon kid turned out to be rather annoying, especially his shadow side.200 Writing Challenge Day 146- Traps18 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters
Going back to the quarantined area, which had basically became his base of operations, he noticed that someone was standing out in the open.
“Excuse me sir, who are you?” Mr. Hide asked before recognising who it was, “Oh, I’m sorry, but I can not let people who have no self respect to be here. You should leave and find a dark hole to die in.”
“Why should I be forced to leave when I have nowhere to go? My entire town is gone and it is all my fault.” Simon’s shadow said, his eyes hollow.
“Well, I’m glad that I set plenty of traps then. Be gone.” Mr. Hide replied, activating one of the many spell that he had lying around.
After several seconds of nothing happening, Simon’s shad
Wire_Strung: chapter 4Wire_StrungWire_Strung: chapter 419 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters
_/ _/ _/ 4 \_ \_ \_
There was an echo through the sea of information. A form floated through the murky depths, her body surrounded by darkness. Wires floated through the depths of the vast and infinite sea. She was asleep, dreaming. Except in the depths of the sea of Atomnet there were no dreams. She was lost in the dark, fast asleep yet wide awake. The wires around her began to move. They curled and stretched through the depths of the blackness, moving with purpose and intent. They curled together and formed another entity. It was formless, unspeakably massive and completely unidentifiable, except for its face. That face was a mirror.
The formless being was silent. Its face grew close to the female. They floated through the depths of the ocean.
“Hello.” The female said. She was not human. She was different, a mishmash of genetic material, just close enough to a human to not be an animal, but too different from a human to be con
Messages - Chapter 10Chapter 10: Internal IssuesMessages - Chapter 1023 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters
Blaster fire resonated throughout the jungle. The Republic troops were outnumbered, yet they were the ones winning the battle. The Osseus Manus terrorists dropped like flies, and not one of them had called for retreat, despite the fact they were clearly outmatched. Grey couldn’t understand them. In all of her encounters with the Osseus Manus, most of the lower ranking terrorists had almost no military training. And what she also couldn’t understand was how she’d managed to kill the highest ranking individual who’d been sent to Ondye to kidnap her and send her back to their leader for who knows what. It’d been an accident that she’d killed him; she had reflexively swung her arm after he cut up her shoulder. She hadn’t meant to slice his throat open. She was certain both of their looks of surprise were equally matched. She’d never get used to seeing blood spill from throats.
Let Me In - Round 2 "AAAAAH!!!" The first thing Azalea noticed was that she was in immense pain, as if her limbs were being pulled from her body. In an attempt to escape the perceived source of the pain, she tried to flail her limbs. Panic quickly set in when she realized she could barely move, with leather straps holding her down. One crossed over her upper arms and chest, another over her upper thighs, and a third over her calves, leaving the only parts of her mobile being her head and lower arms.Let Me In - Round 219 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters
'No. No, no. NO!! Not again! They couldn't have sent me back there! Anywhere but THERE! PLEASE!!! GRANDFATHER PROMISED!!!' After much work, she managed to push her arms away from her torso, and started to fumble with the straps, but she grew more and more upset. The pain was still ever-present, and not helping her situation. In an attempt to calm herself, she started to rock from side-to-side, and managed to knock her bed over, her body-weight causing her to fall a little in her str
The WWL Program: New Road/Week 40 An arena, set up in one of the Northern cities, was situated in a raceway that was personally paid for by the WWL, and it perfectly fit the theme as the Chairman made his entrance in a highly advanced vehicle that hovered over the track. The vehicle was magenta-colored and simple looking to the eyes, but had advanced technology behind it.The WWL Program: New Road/Week 4019 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters
Out of the vehicle came the Chairman, and then the pilot of the vehicle, a massive woman whose pigtails matched the length of her fattened knees stepped out and posed with the Chairman. The image came upon a giant screen, and at that point, sparks flew everywhere at the top of the arena.
"Jim Wolfe and Mona Alvarez here, bringing you a special edition of WWL Action! This time around, we've got title matches incoming. Not to mention white-hot fighters, who are ready to stand toe-to-toe with the veterans and some of the stars you're acquainted with. Now, Mona, let's discuss one of our current problems: The KRU."
Dremora's Hand PrimerDremora's Hand. An Office tower in the Northern reaches of Alberta Canada. Only accessible by air 365 a year unless you were in the Company then there were tunnels that had been exhaustively dug from Fort McMurray to them and guarded jealously by those who were honoured enough to be within that Company.Dremora's Hand Primer5 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters
If you flew over it at low enough altitude to see it it was a randomly well built Office and micro town in the middle of the Boreal Forests. The company insignia was painted on the concrete of the office. A large gauntleted hand protecting the earth in it's grasp from arrows and bullet strikes within the banner below the earth read “Ut neque infirmum a potentiori iniuria corruptas Protege” “To Protect the Weak from the Injustice of the Corrupt”(need verification)
So how does this humble person whose words fill your screen know so much about this place? Well you are reading the words from one who was privileged enough to set foot inside this base of operations. Th
College writing, Avatar Forest“Hey, are you okay?” The speaker was a young boy of about ten; he wore a tunic, leggings, and leather boots, topped off with a green cloak decorated by intricate swirls of silver stitching along the hem. A purple dragon the size of a small cat hovered at his side.College writing, Avatar Forest19 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes
A little girl, perhaps six, looked up from where she had collapsed on the forest floor; the area immediately around her was cratered and burnt. Her clothes had a much more modern look to them than the boy’s—light blue shorts, and a t-shirt emblazoned with a rainbow and silhouetted scenery, each fabricated as a single seamless piece. She wore a flexible phone wrapped around her forearm like a bracelet. “S-stay away—I’m dangerous!” She said, wiping tears and soot away from her eyes, which only covered her face with dirt from her hands. “I don’t want to hurt you!”
“Hey, calm down,” the boy said, his silver eyes softening. “I’m Ian—I