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Encounter With A Fur-Bot P3 It’s been a couple hours since I took off the night before from the convention center. The sun is getting up in the sky, and it’s about 7:30 in the morning. I drive along the highway and slowly the traffic gets more congested until I get stuck in the rush hour traffic trying to get into the city I just happen to pass through to get to the con. Luckily, I had gotten stuck after getting off my most important exit, which should lead me out of this ultra-stuffed city. The traffic slows to a crawl, and as the sun rises, I flick on the AC in the car. It takes a couple minutes before the air begins to cool off, and some of my early moEncounter With A Fur-Bot P34 years ago in Science Fiction More Like This
Little Lost PuppyI'm so confused;Little Lost Puppy4 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Too many thoughts:
Worries and hopes.
I'm tangled and caught
Between heart and mind,
Between stress and fun.
I don't know what to do.
I just want to run.
I'm willing but terrified;
Hiding my fears.
Someone please hold me
And wipe away my tears.
My heart is shaking.
I'm wishing things that should never be wished.
I promised I'd stopped cutting.
So I snap this rubberband over my wrist.
With all of these secrets
My thoughts are all muddy.
Someone please help me.
I feel like a little lost puppy.
The Greedy DragonThe Greedy Dragon7 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
Phil couldn't believe his luck when he stumbled into the deep cavern full of gleaming gold and shining silver. A few days ago he had heard from a few sources that a mountain range a few miles away from where Phil lived was home to a gigantic treasure, but from what he had heard, the treasure was cursed – no one who tried to claim it for their own had ever returned from the place. Even the world's best tomb raiders had disappeared without a trace when they tried to find the treasure.
"Oh man, look at this stuff!" He grinned from ear to ear, looking at the giant treasure hoard. "With this much stuff I'll be set for the rest of my life!" H
Fetish island - 43You ask to see the pet room and Natalia immediately drags you through the house. "We've only got one puppy at the moment but this is where she lives when not being walked," she says, opening a door to reveal a plush room with several dog toys, bowls, beds and miscellanea. Pushing a ball around with her elbow is a tightly bound woman. A black rubber suit covers her whole body apart from eye holes and necessary lower holes. Her tongue comes out of another hole in a rubber muzzle and pointed ears adorn her mask. Most notably the shape of the arms and legs of the suit force her to walk on knees and elbows. Noticing a red leather dog collar aroundFetish island - 432 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
PET PLAY- My DogYes it is a bit suggestive, but it doesn't say it overtly.PET PLAY- My Dog3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
So, no filter.
I thought about what my dog means to me_
Then I applied it to a dog / puppy boy
How do I see him, and this is what I wrote
My dog obeys.
And he is loyal.
Always on duty_
Where he stays
Empties his bowl
Remains a puppy
but behaves always
My puppy, my doggie
My dog walks his leash.
My dog knows his place.
He is always ready to fetch.
My dog sits quietly at my feet.
My dog is always ready to play.
Knows how I am, always in heat!
My dog will want to be at my side.
Making me happy at end of the day.
Sleeps in floor, cage, n foot of my bed
Always heeds
About puppy dogs and OWNERSAbout puppy dogs and OWNERSAbout puppy dogs and OWNERS2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Thinking on the crux of it all!
Let me remove your fears, your inhibitions, your clothes, your freedom, your identity...........
Give up your making decisions,
the clock,
your tension_
How can any want conformity
_ and convention?
Hands behind your back,
a collar around your neck_
A muzzle_
You can forget the talk_
I attach a leash...
C'mon boy!
Lets go for a walk....
*lock away your clothes*
*We'll just store that phone*
Down on your knees
*Find that bone*
Who's a good boy?
You are!
STAY!
Be mine!
BY VARTH DAIDER
Rubber Husky CollarMatthew grinned as he removed the collar from its bag. This wasn't your every day, ordinary dog collar. It was a PBRC. When you put this one on you became the dog. Well, at least a man in a rubber husky suit, but the thought of that appealed to him greatly. It was available in many different breeds, but Matthew was always fond of the husky. It looked enough like a wolf to satisfy his appreciation of the beast and yet was a loyal and obedient companion. He couldn't have a dog while living in the dorms, but tonight he could be the dog.Rubber Husky Collar3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
He was so glad it arrived in the mail today, just before the Thanksgiving holiday. Most of the studen
The end as a human...No, please, don't do it!!! -Those were my thoughts as a human... My last thought as Colin.The end as a human...4 years ago in Erotic More Like This
That was a peaceful day for me... I had hidden inside my wardrobe a full bunch of pictures, kinky magazines and stuff for a "normal" person that loved Bondage and petplay.
I already said that that day, was a quite peaceful day, the last for my human life. I got up early as always, expecting for a new day of hard work and kinky stuff. I went to the kitchen and had some breakfast. I took today's newspaper and read it, 'till an announcement caught my eye.
It said:
Do you love petplay and bondgae? Then this is your chance, come to Roxanne Main Street nu
beginning of character sheetbeginning of character sheet2 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Full Name: Conrí Meallán
Pronunciation of their name(first, middle/middle names and last): Kon-ree MEL-awn
Meaning of their full name: Wolf King of Lightning
Why did their parents name them this?: He gave himself this name. his parents are the Gods and they sent him to earth without a name
Why did you, their creator name them this?: because it is an extension of myself
Title(Mr./Mrs./Lord/Lady/Sir/): N/A
Nickname(s): Wolfie, Wolfie-kun
Why they have that as a nickname: Because it's cute as fuck
Do they like their nicknames?: He puts up with it.
Sex: Male
Race/species: Divine.
Ethnicity: All.
Realm/Universe(Real world, an
TES V: "Sons of Skyrim" LyricsThe Elder Scrolls V: Skyrim - "Sons of Skyrim" Song LyricsTES V: "Sons of Skyrim" Lyrics2 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Dovahkiin, Dovahkiin,
Naal ok zin, los vahriin,
Wah dien vokul mahfaeraak ahst vaal,
Ahrk fin norok paal graan,
Fod nust hon zindro zaan,
Dovahkiin, fah hin kogaan mu draal.
Ahrk fin kel lost prodah,
Do ved viing ko fin krah,
Tol fod zyemah win kien meyz fundien
Alduin fyen do jun,
Kruziik vokun staadnau,
Voth aan bahlok wah diivon fin lien.
Translation
Dragonborn, Dragonborn,
By his honor, is sworn,
To keep evil forever at bay,
And the fiercest foes rout,
When they hear triumph's shout,
Dragonborn, for your blessing we pray,
And the Scrolls have foretold,
Of blac
I Feel Fine Chp. 2I Feel Fine Chp. 22 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
What would you do if your biggest role models in the whole world invited you to go to the U.S.A with them? Beg your parents to let you go of course!!
As soon as I woke up on February 7th, 1964 (the next morning), I was pleading to my mother to let me go with Ringo and the others. She thought I was hallucinating, that I had a dream or something. She was cooking breakfast when I brought up the subject again. "Please Mom? Please Please Me and allow me to go to the U.S! I'll be super careful, calling you everyday! They have protection from the police, so I'll be safe."
"Lauren, stop being so ridiculous; I highly doubt The Beatles would invite a
Ancient Warriors Chapter 1 pt 1Chapter 1Ancient Warriors Chapter 1 pt 11 year ago in Profiles More Like This
Thunder
I walked calmly down the pathway, wincing as a branch flicked at a fresh wound. Dew soaked my pelt and fog clouded the dreary sky, and the air was very humid. It was early in the morning, and the full moon glittered in the sky with the last remaining stars.
I stopped at the clearing's edge, flicking my tail without a word. My followed, breathing heavily, stopped as well. Scenting the air, I checked if the others had arrived yet. My mouth told me that no one else was in the clearing with the large stone, where I and four others had been named Leaders just a moon ago. My paws tingled with anxiety, itched to walk down the h
RestorationWhen the kitchen radiator stopped workingRestoration6 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
in our fixer-upper house,
we waited for the troll in the basement
to restore the pressure.
An hour later, he trundled up the stairs
and poked at the radiator with various tools.
Then he shook his head.
"Need another radiator," he declared,
removing the old one from its place.
So my girl and I went to the salvage yard
in search of a working radiator.
We discarded several that looked too worn
before I finally spied one in good condition.
When I tried to lift it out of the pile, though,
something slightly softer than metal
shifted under my hand.
"What the...?"
I said.
"Loose pipe?"
m
ZeeWhen our daughter outgrew her crib,Zee6 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
we decided that it was time to redecorate the nursery.
Given her blindness, there wasn't much point
in covering the walls with cartoons,
but we thought she might like a big fluffy rug
and some toddler furniture,
and maybe one of those musical night-lights.
At the carpet store, however,
she soon abandoned the deep-shag section
in favor of climbing over the huge rolls of artificial grass
and tugging at the corners of the Persian rugs
stacked on the floor.
Then she found the stack of wildlife rugs.
"Zee! Zee!" she squealed, tugging my hand
and pointing at the garish black-and-white stripes.
She
Eviction, NoticedOn eviction day,Eviction, Noticed6 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
I was startled to discover
that I hadn't been living alone after all.
There we all were on the lawn:
the bogeyman from the bathroom
whose job had been banging on the pipes,
the monster under the bed
and his cousin from the closet,
even the little old lady ghost
in her transparent housecoat,
and me.
The policemen who'd come
to escort me out were so dumbfounded
they didn't even reach for their guns.
As the two monsters cleaned the blood from their claws,
I said, "What did you do that for?"
"Hey, it was our house too,"
said the monster under the bed.
"We can't live there with it empty."
"So what will you d
Welcome to Monster High"Hi, Morticia!"Welcome to Monster High2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I sighed, then winced at the sound of my given name. Father gave me a reassuring pat on the shoulder and pushed my toward my "welcoming committee", the one who would give me a tour of the school before classes started after the summer.
"I'm Frankie Stein, your Monster High Older Sister!"
I stared in utter shock and amazement at the stitches and bolts giving off electrical discharge in her neck, but regained my composure and stuck out my hand.
"Um, I am Morticia Grimm, Miss Stein. Or Lady Stein. So hard to keep up with the honorifics," I stumbled out. What was wrong with me? A lady does NOT stumble!
The green and grey-skin
UPS 2Ace laughed as Maryanne tried to lug my gigantic black suitcase. He jumped out of the car to help, and I suddenly found myself wishing it were a little more...feminine. The thought scared me.UPS 22 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Hey," Ace called, breaking my train of thought. "You coming?"
I blushed, realizing that Ace and Maryanne had been waiting for me to get in the car, but Maryanne had taken over the wheel. Blushing, I shuffled into the back row, nearly tripping over my own feet. What was wrong with me?
"Ace, this is UPS. She'll be staying with us for about a year." I heard Maryanne say. Suddenly, I found myself not proud of my badass reputation and prayed she wouldn't
UPSMade a wrong turn, once or twice.UPS2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Dug my way out, blood and fire
Bad decisions, that's alright.
Welcome to my silly life.
Let me say this right now. Daddy's little girl is a myth. At least, in my family it is. My grades could be straight A's, and he would refuse to be proud. I could win a Nobel Prize and he wouldn't even notice. I could be a movie star, and he wouldn't recognize me up on the silver screen.
But most of all, I could be his daughter and he would even know.
Life is not an easy ride. The road is full of bumps and turns and traffic jams, but everyone I have even met had parents there to carry them over obstacles, to support a
Emma. She comes downstairs, looking like a super model strutting down the runway.Emma.2 years ago in Emotional More Like This
"How fat do I look today? I have the biggest thighs in the school!"
But she is beautiful. She is perfect. Anything but fat. Those hours on the treadmill, ED, they killed her. She was my sister, my best friend. Barbies, American Girl dolls, they brought us together. Her bed next to mine, night spent talking. I knew I had a friend for life
Teenage years. She moved to her own room in the attic. She "ate" breakfast up there.
Hours on the treadmill. Counting calories. Serving sizes. Voices in her head giving her the wrong idea.
You are PERFECT. You are so bea
OctoberALLIGATORS were always my favorite. I never really knew why, but a few theories lurked within my mind. Maybe it was the way they behaved. Alligators never seemed like they could harm anyone—they all just casually floated in the water. But then, they would smile one toothy grin and that was it. The killer inside is ready to pounce. I was the same way.October3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
My outer shell was as subtle as an alligator's. Petite body, mountains of curly, dark brown hair, and wicked green eyes. I lived in a small town right on the beach, which meant it was deserted by October. My parents liked it when the town emptied out, so naturally October was their favorite
Sakkara Quamar BioName: Sakkara QuamarSakkara Quamar Bio3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Gender: Female
Age: Deleted (Looks to be in her late 20's)
Date of Birth: Deleted
Species: Human (Cybernetic and synthetically enhanced)
Citizenship: Terran (Revoked)
Place of Abode: Pandora Space Station
Height: 5 foot 2
Weight: 110 pounds
Qualifications: PhDs in Biology, Physics, Chemistry, Mathematics, Bioengineering, Cybernetics, and AI design. Doctorates in Starship Engineering, Warp Space Geometry. GCSE's in French, German, Spanish, Basic Weapon Design and Domestic Sciences.
Hair Colour: Pink
Hair length: Shoulder length
Hair Style: Pony tails or bun.
Eye Colour: Left eye green. Right eye red (bionic)
Know Thy Enemy - FMP EditionKnow Thy EnemyKnow Thy Enemy - FMP Edition3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"So it is said that if you know your enemies and know yourself, you can win numerous battles without a single loss.
If you only know yourself, but not your opponent, you may win or may lose.
If you know neither yourself nor your enemy, you will always endanger yourself."
-Sun Tzu
After long periods of experimentation, research, and several failed diplomatic delegations, Doktor Anja Avdotya with the help of Dr. Tasha Polecat has come to various conclusions relating to our final target, the French Maid Planet.
"While admittedly, we could have had plenty of success if we had just spoken with the forces of MASA or AMAZON, we
Haunted Go RoundHaunted Go Round4 years ago in Horror More Like This
Haunted-Go-Round
By Remowylliams
Halloween Treat 2009
The scene is of a large merry-go-round, in a dilapidated mid-way of an abandoned amusement park. Laying on a griffin bench a couple are embraced passionately. They came here seeking some degree of privacy.
The grounds are over grown, all of the attractions are in some state of disrepair. A torn canopy for a tent flutters tattered in the autumn breeze, a huge Ferris wheel groans intermittently from the wind and the rusted bolts lending their creak to the tired sigh of the giant wheel.
The two young lovers have been careful not to tell their parents they were coming here.
Part I: TrappedYulia Angelo sat in a small cage hanging thirty-five feet above the stony dungeon floor. The bars in her cage were spaced just far enough apart to allow her to slip her bare feet out just far enough before her shackles caught on them and prevented any further movement. Her cramped quarters forced her knees up to her chin as her back pressed against the opposite end of her cell. Her arms hugged her lower shins while her forehead rested on top of her knees. Her eyes opened for the first time in five hours as she woke from her nap. She picked up her head and looked out of the window across the room from her.Part I: Trapped4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
It's still dark outside, she thought
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