VOC: Laura's Wish part 2Laura woke up bright and early the next morning and went out to the kitchen to grab something to eat. She grabbed the milk out of the fridge and walked over to the pantry to get some oatmeal. Looking down, she noticed two 50 pound bags of rice blocking the pantry door. Sighing, Laura bent down to try and move one of them. She grabbed the bottom of the bag and tried to stand up. It look a moment, but eventually she was able to stand straight up with the bag in hand. Laura was surprised as she had never been able to lift one of those bags before. Laura walked the bag over to the other side of the kitchen and found that moving was rather easy. Also, she wasn't feeling any fatigue. Laura put the bag down and while crouching, noticed her legs looked a bit more toned that normal. Walking back to the pantry, Laura picked up the other bag with ease and walked it over as well. Finally able to get to the pantry, she grabbed a packet of oatmeal and made her breakfast.VOC: Laura's Wish part 210 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
Laura quickly washed her bow
Hell Can Take YouWhere will you take me?Hell Can Take You1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Where I cannot cry.
where we do no die.
I ache to see your face,
To say one last thing.
I live with everyday.
At my still beating heart.
Like the bottom of the ocean
I'd always get lost
Searching for the words to say
My goodbyes to you
I didn't expect this to end suddenly
You went away that day
And I wish I did too
No matter what you do
Try to remember something
We won't meet again
I am positive of that
Don't get the wrong idea
I never loved your ass
You were there
You always were
A itch that could not be scratched
So enjoy your time
This is the day
I bid your memories
A slow, final farewell
Shh.Shh.Shh.1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
I don't want you to cry.
This is my mistake
I have died.
Forget about me
I am no bird.
No weightless beauty
I find so absurd
Your love for me is strange,
But I cannot deny how loved I felt
To embraced by you
Your love is what I felt
Our hearts in sync
Our breathing the same
You're so sweet
Just a little like poison
You were addictive
I was so gullible.
Now look where we are
All because of your perfection
Your eyes may cry
But I know you're just laughing
So hush my darling
I am not mad at you
This was my mistake
This came of Cat and Mouse
Has finally reached it's bitter end
Look who's left
The greedy mouse
Left empty handed
You took what you could get
And left a champion
The mouse has finally won
But you miss me don't be crazy
You're crying now aren't you?
Tiny Tiffany - The Beginning (FMG)Tiny Tiffany - The BeginningTiny Tiffany - The Beginning (FMG)1 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
by MagnusMagneto (MagnusMagneto23)
Commissioned by Iceman75 (Jeremy Wilson)
"Tiny Tiffany" was the name that she could seem to never escape. Ever since she was a young girl, Tiffany was simply smaller than everyone else. As a little kid, her parents always reassured her that eventually she'd catch up with all the others. As time went on however, both her siblings and her classmates kept growing and growing while she remained small and frail.
Despite already being 12 years old, she stood at a measly 4'10", and was painfully thin with a mere 80 pounds on her frame. Her parents assured her that she would hit puberty and grow soon enough, but watching all of her female friends blossom right in front of her left doubt in her mind. Some of her friends had even started to develop decently sized breasts, and nice round butts. Tiffany on the other hand remained flat... small... and weak.
Tiffany's lack of strength was another issue that had begun to bother her
Getting Pumped Up for the Halloween PartyGetting Pumped Up for the Halloween PartyGetting Pumped Up for the Halloween Party1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
Authors Note: This is just a quick FMG story I decided to whip up for Halloween as last year I drew the picture of Cynthia all pumped and muscled up. I know it's not as dramatic and long as my other ones, but this is just my excuse to do a female muscle inflation suit story. Enjoy!
Lucia was your typical college sophomore. Ever since she was a child, she loved Halloween. When she was younger, she would go with a bunch of her friends, dress up in costumes and go trick-or-treating all night and collect lots of candy. As she grew older, collecting pounds of candy just didn't feel the same as it used to. However, the appeal of costumes stuck with her and each year Lucia always insisted on dressing up in a different costume as it became a tradition for her.
Lucia was of average height and average build. She used to play a lot of sports in her high school
Tiny Tiffany Part 2 - School Days (FMG)Tiny Tiffany Part 2 - School DaysTiny Tiffany Part 2 - School Days (FMG)1 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
by MagnusMagneto (MagnusMagneto23)
Commissioned by iceman75 (Jeremy Wilson)
As Tiffany sat down to breakfast, it occurred to her just how famished she was. Typically the formerly miniscule girl would only eat a small amount, if anything at all, in the morning. Today however, the sight of food filled her with a burning desire to consume. After both cooking and chowing down a large meal eggs, bacon, sausages and plenty of milk, she found herself desiring even more.
"I hope I don't get fat..." she said quietly to herself as she began preparing another round of eggs and bacon. "Then again, my new body probably needs more energy. I thought I added in a reaction to give myself free energy, but I guess it wasn't enough." she reasoned. "Not to mention, I'd much rather get a little chubbier than go back to being so small again."
After consuming would could have easily been a full breakfast for two or three fully grown men, Tiffany was finally satiated.
JennyJenny4 years ago in Horror More Like This
Jenny once again tested the gate. She hoped it would hold up tonight. The lock should be strong enough to keep me inside all night, she hoped. Well it wouldn't be long now. The moon was starting its rise over the tree line outside. Jenny could feel some of her muscles spasm and twitch in anticipation. It wasn't always this way. But ever since the "accident" at the power station, she had to beware the full moon. This time she had found an old abandoned shed with a locked gate. She began to sweat. The moon was just clearing the trees. Jenny stumbled over to the wrought iron window and held the bars looking out. There it was, the full moon. Its light washed over her. Her body tingled with excitement while her mind filled with dread. She began breathing heavy, it was happening, she couldn't stop it.
She felt it first in her arms and back. The muscles began to tense up, then grow. Jenny grunted. Her biceps and triceps tore thru her red shirt. Her arms were huge and powerful she flexed them
VOC: Laura's Wish part 1Laura walked home trying her best to keep her head down. She did not want any trouble today. Behind her, she could hear a car coming. Praying she didn't know who it was, Laura picked up the pace. The car drove past her about fifteen feet and stopped. Laura paled as three girls jumped out of the car and headed straight for her. Laura turned to try and run but felt a hand grip her arm hard. Laura was shoved to the ground and the three girls began kicking her sides.VOC: Laura's Wish part 110 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
"You little slut! MY man won't stop looking at you!"
"My man said YOUR name when we were making out!"
"I found my Johnny staring at a picture of YOU!"
Once the girls felt they had their revenge, they ran back to their car and sped off leaving Laura nursing bruised ribs and a bloody lip. Laura was able to gather up her books and head home. Once there, she ran up to her room and stood at her full length mirror. Laura was a bit of a bookworm and extremely intelligent. Her mothers, Chris and Mei made certain that growing up, Laura
Dream. Gift for MagnusMagnetoDream.Dream. Gift for MagnusMagneto6 months ago in Profiles More Like This
I am in comfortable darkness, resting peacefully.
A sudden warmth wave hit me and I open my eyes. I’m floating.
I look around. My bedroom is engulfed in shadows, just street lights spreading their small glows by the window. I see my bed with me laying on it, sleeping. I observe myself, it is a strange feeling to see you from ‘outside’. I’m not bad looking in that long beige sleeveless t-shirt. I mean, those big breasts sure do attract some attention.
My sight is shifting and moving like a video game’s camera which I can’t control. It is weird. It brings me closer to my face, and I can see something is bothering me. Another heat wave hit me, my face grimaces and moans softly. That’s when I notice I’m not hearing any other sound but me and my breathing.
The heat makes my body pull away sheet and blanket. The view shifts on my arm while my body rolls a bit, getting on its back. I can see small beads drip on my skin. My body struggling
Psychology Of Psychonauts Pt.1Psychology Of Psychonauts Pt.15 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
Introduction: What is Psychonauts?
The human mind. 600 miles of synaptic fiber. 5 ½ ounces of cranial fluid. 1500 grams of complex neural matter. A 3-pound pile of dreams. But Ill tell you what it really is: it is the ultimate battlefield and the ultimate weapon. The wars of this modern age, the psychic age, are all fought somewhere between these damp, curvaceous, undulations. From this day forward you are all psychic soldiers. Paranormal paratroopers. Mental marines who are about to ship out on the adventure of their lives. This is our beachhead and this is your landing craft. You shall engage the enemy in his own mentality. You shall chase his dreams, you shall fight his demons, you shall live his nightmares. And those of you who fight well, you will find yourself on the path to becoming international secret agents.
Kirkwall balladKirkwall ballad3 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
I was only stranger here,
trying to rebuild my home,
looking for some peaceful place
in this broken world;
never thought I'll find you here
on the ruins of my past
asking for my helping hand
with the smile on your face.
Just tell me what you're hiding
behind your words and eyes.
Will you be my friend or rival?
Will you fight by my side?
Will you grant me sanctuary
of your opened heart,
or will you add the poison
to my glass of wine?
In the dust of Kirkwall's streets
I'll find my destination,
I'll find my joy and sadness,
glory and humiliation.
So, when you see me there
in the middle of some struggle,
just don't hesitate
and give me your hand.
Have I ever lied to you?
Have I ever been unhonest?
Tell me why you used me, friend,
treated as I was your puppet?
You fed me with empty words,
promises and dark illusions,
you took all I had to give,
left me under my delusions.
So just tell me what to do
when I'm kneeling burned and broken?
Shall I revenge myself on you
and drown in
Psychology Of Psychonauts Pt.2Psychology Of Psychonauts Pt.25 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
Boyd Cooper: The Milkman Conspiracy
That doesnt fit in! That doesnt fit in at all! Maybe Ive got this all wrong!
-Boyd Cooper, Psychonauts
From the moment Raz meets Boyd and is thusly greeted with a startled cry of Who are you working for? there are obvious signs about how paranoid the poor guard is. The scribbles behind him on the wall in chalk are webs of seemingly unrelated events and people, all interrelated according to Boyd. You can even listen to him mutter under his breath by standing near him. When you ask him to let you in, he responds Sorry, the Milkman has the key. I am not the Milkman. Im the Guard.
However, the extent of his affliction is only truly obvious when you enter his mental world, aptly named The Milkman Conspiracy. The mental world takes on the shape of a seemingly innocent suburban neighborhoo
Natalie and the PumpSuitNatalie was so giddy her signature on the delivery man’s clipboard was nothing short of an indecipherable scribble. With one hand already around the heavily taped and fairly large cardboard box, and the other shakily handing back the pen, the man was gone and she was rummaging for the kitchen scissors before the front door had swung shut. The box was surprisingly heavy, she thought, as her forearm gently trembled under the weight.Natalie and the PumpSuit6 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
She soon had it sliced open, but inside, the contents were sparing. There were three blue, yellow and white plastic tubs of varying size, some plastic wrapped garments that resembled lycra tops, and some text-filled sheets of stapled A4 titled ‘Congratulations!’ on top. Natalie scrunched her button nose and cocked an eyebrow. A ‘sponsorship deal’ had had a lot more grandeur in her imagination.
Speaking of which she thought, she grabbed her phone from the table, deftly selected the camera, raised an outstretched arm, straig
Request -- Brains and BrawnCaitlyn sat by herself in the waiting room, idly drumming her fingertips in her lap. Her head was leaning back against the wall as she slouched a little in her seat. Waiting was always the difficult part, she knew, because by the time you actually got in there you were in and out in a flash. All that waiting for only a few moments of your time? It seemed bizarre. Although at the same time, Caitlyn figured, you probably just wanted to get back home as soon as possible afterwards.Request -- Brains and Brawn2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
She idly brushed back her blonde hair out of her face before taking a second to fix her glasses. How long more did she have to wait? She would have picked up one of the magazines and read it, but the magazines found in waiting rooms tended to be the magazines no one ever actually bought. Magazines that somehow, despite the fact no one read them, continued to circulate. Caitlyn suspected it was because these waiting rooms all across the country were responsible for buying so much of them. It certainly answered a
Fox and Krystal: FatesOne year after Fox had saved Krystal they both had feelings for each other but neither could let it out at all. Krystal waited and waited for Fox to let his feelings out to her but still nothing came. Until one fateful day that Destiny would change for the better for these two. It was one night in the Great Fox that Krystal had trouble sleeping and Fox was also having the same issues when he decided to go to the bridge.Fox and Krystal: Fates4 years ago in Settings More Like This
Fox: I want to say it to her but the words never come. Father if your out there please lend me the courage to tell Krystal how I really feel about her.
Krystal: *in her room in tears* Fox....why won't you tell me...I wanna be with you forever...
Fox and Krystal stood inside the Great Fox in seperate rooms and then Fox decided to do the impossible. He built up so much courage and knew how brave his father was even towards women and struts all the way to Krystal's door.
Fox: *thinking* Ok Fox if you can defeat Andross and save the Lylat system this is easy *sh
Don't pity meDon't pity me3 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Don't pity me
Don’t pity me.
When you see that I am blind.
But pity those who can see with their eyes,
Pity those who are blind to their surrounding, their path,
Their future, their present, their past,
They are blinded by lies.
Don’t pity me.
When you hear that I am deaf.
But pity those who can hear with their ears,
Pity those who cannot hear Mother Nature’s song,
Their words, their story, their poem.
They are deafened by their fears.
Don’t pity me.
When you walk to my wheelchair,
But pity those who are free to walk the world will not,
Pity those who are planted on the dark rock,
Unable to move, to reach, to grab, to go.
They are paralyzed with shock- they’re shot.
Don’t pity me.
When you speak to me.
But pity those who can speak but have no voice,
Pity those who have no say, n
First OrgasmHer own hands run their courseFirst Orgasm7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Gentle caresses turn into hard rubs
Soft gropes turn into rushed grabs
Steady breathing turns into light pants
But no sounds escape her mouth
Warm body aches for more
Odd feeling coursing through self
A case of mild lightheadedness
Bittersweet tasteless and satisfying
First orgasm of the day
Molon Labe - the novellaMolon Labe - the novella2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Captain's Log, stardate 9975.7 Our routine patrol mission was once again delayed by a distress signal emitted from an uncharted region of space, near the Klingon border, via subspace radio. As far as the Federation knows, that region does not harbour any Warp-capable races. Whoever sent that message has made a huge leap out to the stars and found out that there are things out there that are darker than space itself".
- This is the Priestess-Queen of the Nation of Jol. a distressed voice blared from the bridge-mounted speakers, distorted by low-quality subspace transmission We are under attack from an alien race. We know we are not alone in the stars. Please, help us!
Suliko Metlesits, Captain of the USS Sieglinde has listened to the distress call for the fifth time ever since the starship's subspace radio detected it.
- This is all the best I can give you, Captain. Ensign Hallgrimsdottir said from the comm station The signal is weak, I don't th
Remote Controlled SE2 Part 8Remote Controlled SE2 Part 82 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
When we had our fun and where done with the pool, we both got out and agreed to meet once we had changed back into our street clothes. I grabbed my bag and unzipped it and grabbed my towel to dry off. I headed into the changing room, putting my bag and towel aside, were I took off my speedo and took a short hot shower to wash off all the pool chlorine. After I was done, I began to dry myself off with my towel, while I began to use a hanging hair dryer to get my hair dry. Once thoroughly dry, I reached into my back pack, grabbing my work out briefs that now served as my underpants, hot pant jeans, and my shoes and socks, putting them all on. Then I put my wet towel in my back pack and the scanner in my pocket. Getting outside, I sat down by the reception desk while I waited for Lynn to be done. Soon I saw her coming out, still wearing her purple day bikini that she had worn earlier, I smiled, greeted her and we left the gym.
"So where too next then?" I asked Lynn.
"Well, let's head to t
Nuclear Winter'Mother, tell me again about the sun.'Nuclear Winter2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
She pauses scraping the stretched hide,
thinks. So many images she could give, in words
he wouldn't understand golden, sunrise, light.
Her son was born to cold darkness, has never seen
the sun, animals in clouds, gods in the midnight sky.
Some days, what she misses most is the sky,
more than electricity, than fresh tomatoes, than sun-
shine. The white tails of planes created scenes
of foreign adventure, when only thunderheads could hide
the horizon and the day produced its own light.
Now the horizon chokes on ash and she on useless words.
She never lets him see her cry when her words
become ghosts, unable to puncture the thick sky
and rest peacefully. She has nightmares about the light
from each subatomic explosion that burnt out the sun,
and she's haunted by a notion that there's nowhere to hide,
nowhere to run from the nuclear eyes of God and not be seen.
Before the years of winter, she and his father had seen
mankind linked with hopeful
Doctor Who: Tangent 'Hollywoodland'Doctor Who: Tangent 'Hollywoodland'2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The Doctor stands in the mirror of the TARDIS wardrobe as turbulence is hit and the cloister bell sounds. Adorned in new clothes instead of the one his previous incarnation wore, he runs from the room to the main control room. The Doctor approaches the console. He checks for a status report on the TARDIS screen.
Doctor: Weapon systems down, a few rooms jettisoned... I'd prefer it that way. I think this old death trap needs a recharge.
The TARDIS emergency materializes on grassy mountain cliff. The Doctor steps out of the sliding TARDIS door and looks out upon the city scape before him. He licks the tip of his finger, and sticks it in the air.
Doctor: America, January 1947. Few months I should be around for Roswell
The Doctor turns around and notices the large "HOLLYWOODLAND" sign letters before him.
Doctor: Los Angeles! Brilliant!
As the Doctor turns back around, a newspaper blowing in the wind hits him in the face. Headline reads: "Copycat Killer? Grisly Hollywood Murders Contin
V for Vendetta songFor anyone who wants to know who he beV for Vendetta song8 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
He speaks historically they call him codename V
He's got a lot to prove wearing a mask like Guy Fwakes
And girls melt in their shoes from the way he talks
He fights against the government the parliament he has to attack
He's trying to teach the populace how to get their lives back
Wants you to remember November the fifth
Wants to show you how the spirit can lift
He's knife skills are better than the strength of a berreta
Here to prove the V will always stand for Vendetta
All Hail to the V
My Brother and I Excerpt:</i>My Brother and I5 years ago in Erotic More Like This
"One more question?"
"About what?" he chuckled.
"It is kind of personal," I warned him.
He laughed, kissing my forehead. He was very open to me tonight, for I realized he was kissing my forehead much more than usual.
I took a deep breath. "What of your own affairs? Is there a young woman who has caught your eye?"
I was very curious, especially after the closeness he was displaying to me tonight.
Francis's arm tightened around me, pulling me closer.
"There is, and she is a very beautiful young woman," he told me.
"Is that all?"
"We are too close to ever have a relationship that is intimate," he admitted.
I gasped with interest.
"You want to be her lover?" I gasped, turning to face him.
He chuckled and nodded.
"I do. Very much. I throb with lust whenever I see her! It is t