TG May and Dawn (CapTrade)TG May and Dawn (CapTrade)1 week ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
Craig and Coby were both excited finally to get there own Pokemon and finally being able to go out and become pro trainers. There first few rival trainers were tough to beat for sure, until they came across two normal looking girls and there Pokemon. Within minutes they were defeated however. Later in the evening though while relaxing for the night in a large forest, they started thinking of those two girls and not only talking about how strong they were, but were pretty cute as well. "You know Coby, those girls may have beaten us badly, you gotta admit they were kinda cute too." Craig said. "I know what you mean, oh hey check those out!" Craig said as he and Coby looked up towards the sky to see a couple of shooting stars go by. "Maybe we should make a wish or something, you know maybe we could make our Pokemon stronger." Craig laughed. "Yea yea whatever, I'm tired I am going to sleep." Coby said as he slipped into his sleeping bag. Pretty soon Craig started to feel tired and laid bac
001. Introduction."Introduction"001. Introduction.3 weeks ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
"Mother, please don't make me go, I have nothing to wear and besides I'll be bored out of my skull," I said as I rummaged through my closet in a last ditch effort to try and find something ‘nice’, just in case she insisted that I go to this confounded party. It was just going to be adults, sitting around getting tipsy, and talking about nothing that interested me, I sighed! I heard my mother's stern voice from a distance somewhere from within the house "Get ready and I don't want to hear another word about it!" she screamed back.
An hour later, we drove in silence to a friend of my mothers home, that she had known since childhood, who was giving a dinner party reunion at a rented hall down a long driveway and across the road from where she lived. We were greeted then lead into her formal sitting room, where the fireplace was lit and her old 'pug' dog was stretched out in a fitful sleep, snorting and writhing about, like it was chasing some feral cat.
A Day with a FilipinoPart 1A Day with a Filipino4 days ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
Only thirty minutes. That’s how long before we experienced our first car accident. The average group would have seen that as a bad sign, called it a day, and gone to back home to bed. That’s not this story. This is the story of three guys who slammed, at thirty miles per hour, against a guard rail with zero reaction.
Zeth put his head in his hands thinking. Of course I’ve just evened out the damage to my car.
Good ol’ Zeth. He managed to veer into the car rail when the car in front of us decided to slam on its brakes out of nowhere. Otherwise him and Harold would have been in the other car’s backseat saying howdy.
As Zeth got out to take a look at the damage the car in front of us decided it was excellent timing to peel away. Zeth rawr’d, “ NOOOOOOO!!!!” Then proceeded to do an angry man jig. Meanwhile Harold and I watched highly entertained.
Harold was the reason for this journey. He needed to update his passport in order to retur
Joining the Force (Dog Tf)Shannon Morely was 21 years of age and always seeked fun and adventure, something that always had the unexpected around the corner. Which is why she sent off an application form to join the dog squad in the local police force, one she loved dogs more than anything else and two she was be someone good enforcing law and order whenever she went and thirdly each day’s work was unexpecting so who knew what the day would bring.Joining the Force (Dog Tf)5 days ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
Three days after the application was submitted, Shannon received a phone informing her that a contract was coming through the post for her to read and sign but only if she was sure.
Shannon smiled as she placed down her mobile on the bed side table and she stood in front of her full body mirror looking at herself in her demin shorts and black sleeveless summer top and imagined herself wear the police uniform with a brown dog on a leash chasing after criminals when suddenly she heard the letter box opening and shutting.
Like a young child at Christmas she ran dow
Tickle torturing Michael part 4 (10,000 Special)10,000 SpecialTickle torturing Michael part 4 (10,000 Special)6 days ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
Tickle Torturing Michael Part 4
First I'd like to apologize for not having this story out sooner. It was like I kinda "blinked" and I hit the 10 grand mark. I had planned on making it a special story but it took me a while to put ideas together. After a lot of thinking and planning, I got it. My obvious victim was Michael and I had the perfect plan.
So after I saw that I passed the 10 k mark, I looked at my previous stories, and immediately chose Michael as my victim. I looked outside and saw Michael playing basketball with the neighbor. Michael was wearing a basketball tank top, shorts, and a pair of really old sneakers. I could see Michael sweating from where i was sitting in my room and could tell he was getting tired. And I figured the best time to overpower Michael is when he was tired. As Michael drained his energy I began to plot my tickle attack. And for the first time ever, I decided to tie Michael down and then tickle him. I had 3 bungee cords in my car s
The Intimacy of StrangersThe Massachusetts Bay Transportation Authority is a colorful, veined spider extending its legs across 3,249 square miles. It carries a daily population of 1.3 million citizens, mainly commuters from the suburbs, and tourists visiting the city. This writhing hub is broken up into six different systems: the screeching, grubby subway, swerving buses heaving exhaust fumes, the commuter rail carrying nine-to-fivers, chugging back and forth from Providence to Boston, and the lesser-known The Ride and MBTA Boat. The MBTA is the fifth largest transportation system in the country, and it’s easy to see it as nothing more than a machine. And it is, in a way – a metal heart beating in the center of New England where the weather changes more than most people change underwear, an entanglement of railways, cable lines, and the famous dizzying Massachusetts rotaries – something that exists only for the purpose of carrying those 1.3 million people to their jobs and back again. It seemThe Intimacy of Strangers2 weeks ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
Hear The Lion RoarHear The Lion Roar2 weeks ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
It was only a few weeks before 8th grade started for me, and I was loitering around a desolate parking lot, standing by for my mom to pick me up from softball practice that had ended only minutes before. Almost everyone from my team had already been picked up and were on their way home to get something to eat or sit down to watch TV, leaving only me and 2 other girls, one of which was the coach’s daughter. Plans were that my dad would drop me off at practice, which he did, and make a quick run to Lowe’s to buy some supplies to fix up the garage, so in an hour or so, he could hustle back to the field in time to retrieve me and take me back home. However, that plan horribly backfired, as my dad was running “a bit late” and wouldn’t be back in time to pick me up, so he had to call my mom to take me home instead. I didn’t care who was taking me home, I just wanted to get there so I could fill my complaining stomach and sit down to relax before going to b
charmcaster and the stonecharmcaster was looking for a way to get revenge on gwen she was searching mystical stone that is said to have magical propertys she found a stump surrounded by pine trees and one that stump was a stone that glowed purple "this must be it!" charmcaster said she picked it up and she fell right on her butt "why did I do that I felt like I forgot how to stand or something" she thought out loud she felt a soft tushy feeling between her legs and butt she looked down and she saw she was wearing a diaper "how did that get there I got to take this off!" charmcaster said she tried to stand up to take the diaper of but just lost balance and fell on her bottom again she had an almost irresistible urge to cry about it but she got over it "what the heck is happening to me!" charmcaster said the diaper was getting poofyer then *blart* "did I seriously just crap my pants?!?" charmcaster was becoming alarmed but slowly she was beginning to like the felt of the soft diaper around her butt it wascharmcaster and the stone3 weeks ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This