Jiggy's Backstory TG"Don't worry sir we promise the operation will be a complete success with a slight chance of some side effects..." smiled the nurse as she walked away from the man who was lying down on the operating table.Jiggy's Backstory TG5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Are you sure this is gonna work? All I need is some small facial reconstruction..." replied the man on the operating table right before he was put under.
The man on the operating table had gone by the name of James as it was written on his birth certificate and due to a strange accident that resulted in someone pouring acid on his face he had to get some serious facial reconstruction done.
When the accident had taken place he was working in a lab that was being sponsored by the famous Body Swappa's who had asked the company he worked for to make a new serum to help with the body switches. Now the actual acid in the face part is a bit fuzzy for James but he would normally tell people that it was just an accident and left it at that.
James had no idea that the doctor that was doing h
Renamon Tf Pt 1As dull as my day had been, I didn't mind, it was way better than being at school doing work from a book, and I mean isn't Sunday a day to relax? I had gone out to the city with my friend in hopes of 'speeding up time' and maybe but something. Right now I was sitting on a bench waiting for him to return from the toilets. I stood up stretched a bit and started glancing at all the stores, most of them were clothe or shoe shops, I did however happen to notice an unusual looking anime shop. I hadn't seen it around here before so I was curious to see if had any good items for sale, I checked I had everything with me and walked into the little shop. The inside was much like the outside, dusty and ancient looking, dimly lit and no one except the cashier was inside. The young woman sitting behind the desk was reading a dusty looking book; I glanced around and was amazed at the collection of items that were sitting on shelves. I started looking through the digimon and pokemon sectionRenamon Tf Pt 14 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Relaxation - tgAlex tensed, hand on one sword. He felt for the disturbance, lashing out at it, his sword sliding cleanly through the material. A pink dress fell to the floor.Relaxation - tg4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"I was never fond of that dress," a woman murmured, sipping tea softly from a cushioned chair. She raised an eyebrow when Alex looked at her, her gaze flickering to the star emblazoned on his chest before settling back on his face. "Do you need something?"
" You're having tea in the middle of a battlefield," he informed her after a moment, his face twisting up in confusion.
"And you just slashed apart my least favorite dress. What exactly is your point?"
"Ma'am, I'm going to have to ask that you leave. And take the chair with you."
"So stuffy," she sighed, sipping the tea. She held it up under her nose for a moment, taking a deep smell of it into her lungs while Alex watched, shuffling uneasily back and forth. There was something about the woman which put him on edge. "The open field really is the best place for tea, you kn
A Star is Born TG AR Chapter 1"So, let me get this straight. You're a non-corporeal, former human who evolved beyond the need for a body along with two other scientists, and now you want to offer me a chance to become a girl and live the life I want in exchange for earning money for you three working as a model, actress and spokesperson."A Star is Born TG AR Chapter 14 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Lund stared at the ball of light that he'd been talking to for the last hour in the meeting room at the Oak Park law offices of Charles Quick. "And as non-corporeal entities, you need money why, again?"
The glowing form sighed and pulsed. "Oh, it's quite simple. As non-corporeal entities we can exist outside the normal human timeline and see the future possibilities. We see that no one took the notes we left seriously, and everyone thinks that we all ran off together. They dumped all our research notes and labeled us as kooks in the serious scientific journals. They shut down our lab and sold off our equipment. We c
Spawning - Spawnfan's zap - TGSpawn stretched, interlocked fingers groaning against each other in a vain attempt of working out the kinks after another hours work. The pencil, still resting on the table next to the unfinished art, practically glowed as a beacon of failure and annoyance. He gave it a silent growl, wishing it could at least be a bit sturdier; smacking it a few times without worry about it breaking might have been therapeutic.Spawning - Spawnfan's zap - TG5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Goddess, I don't know how this lunatic managed to get so productive," muttered a voice. He stiffened, starting to spin in the chair and stopping when her hand slammed into its back. He could feel the other gripping his shoulder, slight fingers keeping him in place through a mixture of strength and the simple fact that he wasn't sure he wanted to see who was there after all. "Not you. The other lunatic. You're a bloody idiot, too, most likely, but at least you don't put something out every day. I'd ask what you're working on, but I don't particularly care, so let's get this the
The Magic PantJohn bent forwards and blew out the candles; it was his sixteenth birthday and he felt a bit foolish having to do it, but it was for his family's sake, and the 'party' was just a small relatively informal one for close friends and family, so he didn't mind all that much. He was momentarily blinded by several flashes of light as his mum took his photo, and when he'd blinked his vision clear, someone had already moved the cake so that it could be cut and dished out. He spent the next couple of minutes making small talk with his family and friends while cake was passed out so that everyone could be there when it came time for presents. He didn't really see the big deal, but his mum insisted that it was, so he couldn't really argue.The Magic Pant5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
After everyone was settled, he spent the next half hour tearing open wrapping paper and pretending to act shocked and pleased with what he got, although secretly he was disappointed with most of it. Eventually, it was
College Girls - TGKevin glanced uncomfortably over his shoulder as Jared nudged him into room, giving in with a sigh as he stepped on the carpet. "Are you sure we should be doing this?" he muttered, nervously glancing around as Kerina walked through the door. He trailed a finger across the fainted pink paint of the walls, wiping his hands on his jeans in disgust when it came away grey.College Girls - TG5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Don't be such a spoil sport," grinned Jared. "We've got Kerina on our side!"
Kevin just snorted, a puff of dust rising from the tile as he let his sleeping back thump to the floor. "That's what worries me. No offense, sis, but camping out in a girl's dorm room with the mistress of zappy?"
"Aww!" she grinned, drawing him into a hug as he squirmed. A brown strand of hair tickled his nose, an uncharacteristically cute sneeze coming forth as she giggled. "Don't worry, little sis! I promised not to give you breasts, tonight, remember?"
"Siiiiiiiiiiiis!" he whined, glancing at Jared. "You told me you wouldn't call me that in p
New LookThe day after Halloween, I was out looking for discount Halloween costumes. I had a personal policy that it was never too late to have an awesome costume for next year. It was even better when I can get it cheap. Going through town looking for that PERFECT costume was hard, especially when all the main costume stores were sold out. I was just about to give up and wait for next year when I found this not-quite-run-down-but-old store.New Look4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I stood out in front of it and read the sign aloud. "The Second Identity." It was worth checking out. I mean, I wasted so much time in the big stores I might as well check out this one. I opened the door and wondered why I even bothered in the other stores. Lining the walls of the store were some of the highest quality costumes I have ever seen. Each of them looked as if they could win any costume contest they were entered in.
I wasted no time checking out the costumes. There seemed to be quite a few dragon related costumes, which made since I guess. There
Lopunny Hypnosis Tf TgHello there.Lopunny Hypnosis Tf Tg4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
How are you?
Need something to cheer you up?
Or do you just want to do something different for fun?
Well, I'm here to help.
First, you need to get something soft. Like a pillow, or a stuff animal.
Do you have something soft?
Now, turn off music, TV, or anything else but this you are doing right now.
Now, slow your breathing into a steady pace. In you noise, out your mouth.
Think of something steady and calming, like the ticking of a clock. Yes that will do.
Think of the ticking of a clock.
Tick tock tick tock tick tock tick tock.
Then you are ready.
You fill your ears move. They move to the top of your head. They start to grow as well. They grow up, and then bend back in a v formation. They grow down to your knees. They fell sensitive, yet you feel like there you best feature. They start to grow a light brown fur, and the tips of your ears to about half way up them grow a thicker tan fur.
Remember, remand calm. It is the most major part of this. Hold yo
Speed Typer - Muse TGEthalia stretched, interlaced fingers straining against each other as she tried to loosen up her joints. It had been a while since she'd written up a proper scene for her apprentice, and Illysia was always a willing accomplice. Even when she didn't know she was being used for the purpose, her nature as a Distraction made sure of it.Speed Typer - Muse TG5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Keeping one eye on the Plot to track their movements, she smiled as she leaned back in the chair. Her next victim would be arriving in "Three two " A knock on the door coincided with a fresh burst of typing on her computer screen, the Author's mind going into overdrive. She rose towards it, setting the story to auto-thread the storyline based on her movements, with an extra bit of tea in the tank for caffeine driven power. Kevin's hatred for coffee had a tendency to seep into the equipment.
"Coming!" she called with slight irritation when they knocked again. "That's always the problem with doing things hands on - it's impossible to keep the annoy
Of Cats and KitsunesWARNING: Inflationists shop smart; shop ultra-elastic!Of Cats and Kitsunes6 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Of Cats and Kitsunes
Where are you, Bondie?
The voice was not immediately recognized, but its murderous intent was. All the more reason Chris dropped his DS and assumed feral form to hide under the tables cloth. His three foxtails stuck out a moment longer before being pulled in with him. From the seat opposite, Peter contained to play on his own DS unfazed. This was hardly anything new for either of them. They did not have to wait long before Chris could see a pair of paws walk up to his brother. The sight of their familiar orange and black stripe pattern made him relax a little. Granted familiarity did not encourage him to reveal himself right away. It probably had something to do with the vicious undertone of the owners voice.
Hey Peter, have you seen Chris?
Uh Chris watched his brothers feet shift unea
Moonlight Parade (by CNash)The premise of this story may make some people feel uncomfortable. If that's you, I won't mind if you click Back or the little X in the corner. If you're underage...ahh, keep reading. I couldn't stop you even if I wanted to. But seriously, some material may be detrimental to the health of persons younger than, say, 14 years old. Parents, protect your children! If you download these files, don't leave them on the desktop!Moonlight Parade (by CNash)3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
If you wish to e-mail me, do so at **********@yahoo.com - compliments are very welcome. Flaming is not. Criticism - why not?
Moonlight Parade - by CNash.
An old wooden door opens. We see that inside the room is an old, leather chair. Upon which sits...me! CNash! I'm kitted out in a smoking jacket, and have a large leather-bound book on my lap. I turn to the camera and smile that godawful patronising "talking to the kiddies" smile that makes you want to retch.
"Why, hello there, my friends. Tonight I'm going to tell you a tale. And this tale is...*cough* complet
ulti-cow - Lactate TGThe bottle slipped from Mal's hand, the last few drops of blue liquid dripping to the floor before the glass hit tile. It broke apart in a loud crash he failed to hear, his hands clasped hard against his ears. He could feel his fingertips hardening, the joints stiffening.ulti-cow - Lactate TG4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"You " his mouth worked quietly for a moment, pain working in the jaw as his eyes searched the passive face of the man behind the counter. "You told me the potion would solve my artist's cramp!"
"And you elected to pay for the potion through services instead of cash." He smiled gently, almost kindly, a bare slip of white teeth showing through the delicate pink lips. Mal's heart beat a little faster when the man spoke, his voice soft. "You'll serve a month or two or longer if you decide you need some new things and then you'll be back to normal; artist's cramp free."
Mal nodded, almost numb; He could tell there was something wrong with that response. He shouldn't' have been giving in that easily. He kn
Planet 10This text contains TF and/or TG as well as mild sexual scenes and bad languagePlanet 105 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
So if you don't like any of the above, go find something else to read
The TGF Writer
The dim lights were the only thing I could see; I couldn't move, the restrains on my body were flawless, not one crack, not one dent, not one loose bolt.
No normal person could escape this containment unit.
I could, if I wanted.
But for now I'd rather wait.
The shudder on the walls signaled me that the ship was landing in what would most likely become my next residence.
With a metallic click, the doors in front of me opened, and I saw three figures, two of them were armed with laser guns, the third had nothing, but just by the way he stood, I could tell he had something up his sleeve.
"Had a good sleep?" the third mocked, the blue scales in his face revealing two rows of short white teeth.
With the push of a button, the
RainbowsThere are people that say the LGBT Community should stop using the rainbow as it was a gift from God to His children. The rainbow shows all the many different colors on Earth. By living here we know there is not just one color of green or blue. There are many different shades of every color in the world. That is what the rainbow represents to the LGBT Community. There is not just one kind of person in the world but many different shades of people. So yes God gave the rainbow to His children but people of the LGBT community are also His children no matter what you call the deity you believe in or if you only believe there is a higher power which does not have a name.Rainbows5 years ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
Epilogue TaliMass EffectEpilogue Tali3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
ME3: Epilogue Tali
Two years later after Shepard had left the council due to all the political bullshit (if he accepted the offer), Shepard wakes up and looks to his right to see Tali laying there beside him her eyes closed and breathing softly, with her mask off and was cuddled up close to Shepard.
"Commander," Edi said contacting Shepard through his omni-tool, "we are approaching the Citadel."
"Thanks Edi," Shepard said as he looked at Tali's face.
"Shepard there something else," Edi said.
"What's that, Edi?" Shepard asked.
"The Quarian Admiralty board wants to talk to you and Tali about the recent news you dropped on them," Edi said.
"Keelah," Tali said drowsily, her eyes still closed, "I knew there was going to be repercussions from telling them that about us, but this is the fifth time they have called."
"Shall we ignore them a bit longer?" Shepard asked.
"No we better see them this time," Tali said as she sat up and put her mask back on.
"I thought yo
ReaderXVarious Cat Scratches 3: Alfred F JonesReaderXVarious Cat Scratches 3: Alfred F Jones3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Cat Scratches series- APH
Each of these have nothing to do with each other, so it doesn't matter what order you read them.
Alfred F Jones
WARNINGS: An overenthusiastic American and extreme fluff. ;3
A yelp distracted the blue eyed young man from the outrageously large hamburger he was about to sink his teeth into.
"(Name)? You alright dude?" Alfred called from his seat at the picnic table, glancing over from behind his glasses. The (h/c) haired girl recoiled from a rather large cat with a mane of long black fur encircling his neck. The cat hissed raucously at her, flicking his black-tipped cream colored tail. Large ocean blue eyes glinted playfully in the afternoon sunlight.
"(Name)?" Alfred cocked his head to the side, his sandy blonde hair swaying in the gentle breeze (not to mention that stubborn cowlick gracing the top of his head). (Name) stood up from her seat on the
My attack on The MV"The target has been sighted."My attack on The MV4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Where is he?"
"He's in his room it looks like he getting ready to leave and he doesn't seem to notice us."
"There is no reason for him to look for us. Is everyone in place?"
"This is position one, I'm all set."
"Position two, I am in position."
"Position three, ready."
"Position four all ready."
"I'm going to go in one this one if you don't hear from me in ten minutes assault the house and get the target." The leader said
"I quickly left my hiding place and quickly ran to the house I made sure that I had
my weapons consisting of a TG gun, TG sword and TG grenades." The leader said
The house was well lit but still it somehow felt kind of sad but the target had been dealing with some problems lately, maybe this would make him feel better. The leader Known by the code name M scoped out each room making sure that nobody was in them finally he found the target.
His name was Rowe and he looked about 16 and that what the Intel also told them. He was
Archetypes and the Amory WarsTo anyone reading, please do not expect a story summary or a fanatic rant on how awesome The Amory Wars is. While it is awesome (quite possibly the most awesome thing ever! ), this paper is a scholarly article (albeit written by a rabid fan) on the subject of literary archetypes/mythology in reference to the Amory Wars itself. If this sounds boring to you, don't read further because it is a long paper. However, all my beautiful nerds should find this an interesting read.Archetypes and the Amory Wars5 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
No stealing! If you steal, I'll sic the Onstantine Priests on your ass.
Classic Archetypes and the Amory Wars
"In the beginning, the universe held nothing but cold, obscure darkness and a longing for something greater than itself. Then light fractured shadow, thus spawning many worlds, each as magnificent as the next. They spun out of the cosmos, far too many to be named..."
-- Claudio Sanchez and P
In Sickness - TGEl sneezed, the white snot splattering into the floor before he had a chance to wipe his nose with tissue. He stared at it with a worried expression as he rubbed his nose, wondering if it was an earlier sign of sickness.In Sickness - TG4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"I wouldn't worry too much."
The feminine voice made him jump; it seemed to be rising up from the floor, along with an amused chuckle. His eyes were drawn towards the white mucus, widening in surprise when the liquid began to vibrate and stretch. "I do wish you had a better way of getting me out of your system, though "
"Mr. E?" he asked, worry flickering through his thoughts. He didn't think that Dragon had sent a counter attack already.
"Ms. G, actually." The liquid worked its way up, its small body thickening as it rose, the sticky material slowly forming the shape of one leg and then the other, rising up into the groin, stomach and breasts. The face smiling at him afterwards was definitely a woman's, her white hair cascading in curls down her back w
Partners to Lovers TG"We always get stuck with the crazies!" yelled Officer John as he typed on the laptop in the patrol car.Partners to Lovers TG4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Oh well at least we can grab a bite to eat afterwards without being bitched at by the Chief. Besides taking care of the crazies is what we do best." laughed Officer Tom as he kept a close eye on the traffic ahead of them.
John and Tom have been friends ever since they started in the police academy and were lucky to be partners when it was all said and done. They specialized in taking what they refer to as the "crazies" into custody for the good of the public, the "crazies" ranged from people drunk off their ass or those who had some mental disability and had snapped. Everyone down at the local station called these groups of people the "crazies" because you had to be crazy to deal with them on a daily basis.
The two officers were on their usual patrol around a couple neighborhoods when they had gotten a call about one of the "crazies" causing problems at a pub
Class Period - TGTired. Anxious. Starting to crack. Jean hated the weeks before finals. Those were the weeks everything seemed to go wrong, everyone shooting glares and absolutely everyone on the edge of their seats.Class Period - TG4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
It was also the time she was at most risk for being found out as a Genie. The wishes were flying, so fast she had to stop up her ears just to stop herself from doing something immoral. So many of them it might have killed her if she'd tried to grant all of them.
She could feel one, too close to her, though. She tried to push it out, but faltered. It was too close, beating against her imperfect and immature defenses.
Her mother had warned her against coming to school. She had said it would lead to trouble. That Jean wasn't good enough to defend under normal circumstances, with normal wishes, even in the best of condition; excepting in her own layer, of course, but she didn't have time to reach that anymore. Not with someone making a wish so close to her, their emotions washing over her.
My Body - TGMy stomach's full. It feels like it's going to burst. I press a hand against it, but it just makes me feel worse. I hate the sensation.My Body - TG4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
My chest is sore. But it's not the type of sore that feels like it's expanding. I hate that even more, and I tug at the flesh a little to prove it. I hate that it's so flat.
I hate my body. I hate it so much sometimes that it hurts. Other times I just want to hurt it, but everyone tells me that's not healthy. All I know is that the form doesn't feel like it's mine.
I don't know why that is. I hear theories, sometimes, but it doesn't matter. It doesn't matter if it doesn't feel like my form because of the media. It doesn't matter if form doesn't matter. It doesn't matter if I should be comfortable with who I am no matter how I look. It won't matter no matter how many times they say it. Because it still hurts.
They don't get it. They don't understand it. They don't feel it. It's something like how I imagine depression to be almost, but not quite.
Chemistry - TG"Stupid science class." The chemicals tinkled down into the beaker under the not so watchful eye of their fourteen year old chemist. "Too many dumb dang formulas..." he grabbed the next chemical blindly, adding it in with a flourish as purple smoke puffed, turning a sickly green a moment later; he'd messed up the work in class, the professor was making him stay after class with the "special" chemicals. "Not a word of what makes them so dang special, of course," he muttered under his breath.Chemistry - TG5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
He hated it when professors did things like that; when they didn't just send the kids to "Waifly." The thought of going there made Danny shiver; he had no idea what went on in that school, but everyone talked about it in hushed whispers, a place where they sent those who made too much trouble for the children. The people who just messed up were just asked to do "special chores." Sometimes, though, the kids didn't seem to respond to that either.
"Made me look bad in front of Cara, too," he added unde