Claire's Husky BoiCliff rubbed his eyes and smacked his lips, trying to clear the groggy feeling from his mind. What happened? The last thing he remembered was a sharp pain in his back while he was home in his kitchen making a snack. He heard a giggle behind him.Claire's Husky Boi7 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
She giggled again.
Oooooooh youre awake! Just in time too!
Claire held up the front half of a large, furry head. It was covered in gray and white fur, and looked a bit like a siberian husky dog. The overall construction looked similar to a mascot the type seen at high school sporting events.
She flipped the mask over and poured a sticky, green glowing liquid into it. Cliff couldnt quite make out what it was some sort of glue? Radioactive glue? A quick flash of horror came over his mind.
No! Oh god no! Youre sick! Stop!
Claire forcefully pushed the mascot mask against Cliffs face. The warm glue quickly dried and tightened as it touched his skin, permanently fusing
Disney DollsMy name’s Martine, and I had finally hit a point in my life where I could relax. My debt to credit cards and schools was all but gone; my car paid off in full. Work had hit some doldrums, and looked to staying that way for the foreseeable future. I was single, but there were a few guys who were on my short list. I’m about average height and an average build. I make up for these averages with blonde hair with blue tips and almost limitless knowledge about Disney movies, though I had never actually been to any of the parks. I was actually more fascinated by the story of Walt Disney than I was with any of his creations. I never really thought of myself as obsessed, especially after I met Nell.Disney Dolls2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Nell was me through the looking glass. She had Disney posters. She had Disney figurines. She had Disney costumes. She had been to all the Disney parks here in America, and two outside of it. She was taken in by the magic of it all, while I preferred to get into the slightly dirty backsta
Production Model Dummy Unit 2.0Production Model Dummy Unit 2.02 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Akagi, Nerv's chief scientist and is in command of the Technical branch of Nerv HQ. The branch which is responsible for the research and development of the Evangelions. This also included their maintenance and repair, which was cost millions upon millions to do. Because of some unexpected circumstance the money started becoming tight. Even if they suppose to the only thing that fight against the Angel, if the money was not there then it just was not there. Not only was the money just not really there as the world was no longer the place it was before the Second Impact. It was amazing that NERV was able to get the money that it required for everything that was involved with the EVAs.
The EVAs themselves were heavily damaged as result of Angels coming at random and the utter disappearnce Unit 04. It was rather confusing that the Angels just kept coming for a time resulting in no time to do proper maintenance and repairs. However Ritsuko had managed to capture Ireul which was suppose to b
Costume in a CanCostume in a Can3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"I told you!" Firingwall, aka JD, said to Rachel as they glanced around the store, "I told you we should have come sooner." JD and his girlfriend had only moments ago entered the local costume store in town to get their new Halloween costumes. However, due to Rachel putting it off until the last minute, by the time they got there, most of the costumes were gone. Oh sure, there were a few pieces for different various costumes and some face paints, but everything else was pretty much gone.
"Why didn't you just drag me here instead?!" she asked, frustrated by their recent discovery, "If you dragged my lazy butt here sooner, we could have gotten a cool costume!"
"So you admit to being lazy!" he declared.
"That's not the point!" she said, "UGH! What do we do now? We have no costumes for this year!"
"We do!" he said, "We have plenty of costumes, plus two perfectly good Lantern Rings that gives us each a Green and Blue Lantern costume to
Dorm Room Dolls Part 3 (animate inanimate tf)Kim Myeong finished her jog and sat down at a worn down picnic table outside of the dorm room to drink some water from her licensed water bottle. Sweat drenched the tall young woman's red shorts and white tank top decorated with a flying barnstormer. Kim's father is a stunt pilot hence the décor. Her father's career in the U.S. Air Force sent him to Korea which allowed him to meet her Korean mother. That was the only explanation Kim could give as to why she reached over six feet tall.Dorm Room Dolls Part 3 (animate inanimate tf)2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
When Kim found herself afraid of heights, she had to find other ways to spend time with her father. She ran with him on weekly mile long runs. As she grew older, the runs grew longer going from one mile to two, to three, to four, to five, and finally six miles. In the end, it paid off since she found herself with a full ride to college in cross country. The young woman took off her sweatband and sunglasses before drinking more water. Her training for next season was going well. At this rate, she would bea
College DollMichelle was already packing her notebook and pencils before the professor officially announced that the class was over and she would see everybody next week. She piled her books back inside her pack and tried to stand up, but was blocked by a five person caravan moving behind her chair. She should have stood up anyway and forced them to wait, but was too introverted for even a little confrontation.College Doll2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Finally, she was able to stand up and file out of the auditorium classroom, and had made it several steps when a voice called. She didn't respond because it wasn't meant for her. It was never meant for her. Then the greeting came again, closer now. "Hello, girl in the blue shirt." Michelle looked down and suddenly remembered she was wearing a blue shirt. Surprised, she turned to see a black haired boy a few steps behind her. He had it spiked up and professionally tussled, and wore long shorts and a t-shirt. He was certainly attractive, and Michelle didn't need her glasses to tell her that.
3 - A Master for Alessia, pt 2Alessia’s instincts screamed at her and told her to run from the bleeding man behind her, as well as from the lamp and her eternal servitude. Unfortunately, the man with the gun and glowing knife stood in the only exit out.3 - A Master for Alessia, pt 24 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
She knew the man standing in front of her from from before she was bound to the lamp. His name was Francesco he was one of Carmine Salvatore’s top thugs, and he kept the bosses prostitutes in line. Francesco himself had once tried to recruit Alessia to the whorehouse. He smiled, and his grin showed his cracked and yellowed teeth.
“So you’re Mahreen’s heir?” He said, brandishing the knife and stepping closer to Alessia and the man behind her.
“I don’t know who you’re talking about.” She felt small standing against Francesco. He had over a hundred pounds and a gun on her. But she had magic. Alessia had to have magic, or what was the point of any of this? But the new genie had no idea where that magic was, or
Timeout in Toyland"Open your door, Pig! I need to talk to you." Kevin shouted and pounded on on Rose's bedroom door. The hall had been unnaturally quiet and calm since the siblings returned home, while each of them sequestered themselves in their own bedrooms.Timeout in Toyland2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Henry, a tall boy with wavy blonde hair and glasses, stood next to Kevin, watched his friend with worried eyes. And he held a panda teddy against his body, wearing gloves and being very careful not to let the bear touch his exposed skin.
Rose shouted back at her brother's audio intrusion from across the room and through the door. "What, jerk?"
"Come here!" Kevin pounded on the door once again, "I found one of your stupid toys."
Henry leaned in and whispered. "Are you sure about this? She's your sister, dude."
Kevin looked at his friend with disbelieving eyes and a gaping mouth. "Dude, after all the shit and rumors she keeps telling about us -- and making the entire school believe, you want to back out?" Kevin glanced down and saw the pa
Lonely AdamThough it sat on a pebble road off an ill-used highway, the elderly Danniger estate was the center of Edgerin Falls' social scene. Built on a clearing and on a slight hill, the purple sided house did not hide its frame as so many of its neighbors did behind trees, and instead shone its beacon light to all who looked for a grand time. On summer weekends, the windows were opened and gates opened to any who could make their way down little used streets to the estate, and the vibrant and youthful came from across the county to have a good time inside the house, on its great lawns, and on Edgerin Lake, whose clear waters lapped up right behind the estate.Lonely Adam3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The gracious host of this extravaganza was the Nicollette Danniger. The passing of her family five years ago left the twenty-seven year old a multi-millionaire. Typically dressed in smooth silk dresses, she exuded a radiance that buoyed the spirits of any who came near her. Her lush blonde hair was typically pulled into a bun, with a few b
Dorm Room Dolls (animate inanimate tf)Jessie liked watching the world from her dorm window, drab as it was. She faced the dorm's inner courtyard. The concrete was broken with blades of grass poking through the cracks. The benches were worn and a little splintery. The courtyard was normally the hub of activity. It was empty now, as most of the students of the Wilson Grant Dorm had fled for warmer weather this spring break. Nonetheless, Jessie kept watching and doodling on her pad when she got inspiration. She had a project due at the end of spring break, and she had not yet come up with an idea of how to start it. Just waking up, she didn't bother to change out of her blue and yellow pinstripe pajamas.Dorm Room Dolls (animate inanimate tf)3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
But movement caught her eye before she could get far in her drawing. A wild Billie appeared! A creature not known for leaving her room, Billie took care moving through the courtyard. The girl wore a big hoodie and covered half her face with thick black glasses to defend herself from predators. She took a seat on the best, lea
Scrappy Sunday: Haley's Playroom (1)The backstage was a frantic storm of people coming and going; dressing, stretching, and worrying. With so many things going on, it was not a wonder why Haley, who was so new to dance, took a side door to get away from the frantic pace and worry the backstage was pressing upon her. She had only intended to take a small tour of the area immediately to the left of the stage, but somehow she took one more turn than she had intended, and Haley found herself lost in the high school where her community dance company was performing.Scrappy Sunday: Haley's Playroom (1)2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
She tried to back-track, but seemed to be moving in circles. Her pink Pointe slippers pat-pat-patted on the tile floor. The hallways seemed to dim after every turn she made, and she began to realize that the lockers, bricks, and even decorations were various shades of gray. Everything in the world was shades of gray, but for her still bright blue tutu and pink tights. Haley couldn't comprehend why this change had occurred, and tried not to think much on it; hoping
Lannie Doll 3Lannie Doll and the Overbearing PuppetLannie Doll 33 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Lannie's fabulous Halloween night passed into memory, but it was never forgotten by her, for she replayed that splendid holiday in her head over and over again. The thrill of it all the costumes, the revenge, and most of all, the magic key that made it all possible spread an intoxicating happiness through her every time she thought of that night. In the days since then she approached life with an entirely different eye. Bucking the fall trends of earthy tones, she frequently dressed herself in bright sweaters that were typically paired with knee-length skirts and tights. She talked more, laughed more, and was an overall happier person since that Halloween night.
There was, however, a single sore spot left in Lannie's life; that of her boss Georgia, who a shrewd, conniving middle aged woman. She was pretty, to be sure, with lush red hair, typically dyed to give it an extra pop. But she was never content with her own image and constant
Trust Machines - InfidelityTrust Machines - InfidelityTrust Machines - Infidelity1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
Carlo smiled wearily. Home at last, at the end of the week. He opened the door, swung it wide, and called out his usual, “Mi Amore! I am home!”
Somewhat unusually, this was met with a stinging slap across his face. Before the second one could land, Carlo grabbed the wrist it was attached to. “What the hell, Ginny?”
“You lying bastard. You’ve been cheating on me!” she screamed.
Carlo dropped his wife’s wrist in shock at the accusation, and got another slap for his inattention. This time he grabbed both wrists. “That hurt! But the accusation hurts more. I have ever been true to you, mi Carina.”
“Judy saw you last weekend. With a big-boobed blonde bimbo. She even sent me a picture! Let go and I’ll show you.”
Cautiously, Carlo let his wife go, keeping his hands up in a defensive posture. “She must have
Banette's Playroom (pkmn inanimate transformation)Two young Pokémon trainers stood outside of an old abandoned Hoenn mansion after they road their bikes there. A taller girl with a ponytail sticking out the left side of her red head named Misty, and a shorter brunette girl named Green whom had her hair cascading down to her waist. The mansion was worn and weathered with only a fence to keep out the world.Banette's Playroom (pkmn inanimate transformation)2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Misty looked unsure "Are you sure that we should go here?"
Green scoffed, "I know there aren't any water pokémon in there, but there could be ghosts. I want to try to catch a ghost pokémon. They look so cool!"
Misty shook her head with distain, "I hate ghost types."
Green turned around her face aghast, "Well, don't look now, but there's a Duskull right behind you!"
Misty jumped twenty feet into the air hiding behind Green fully intending to sacrifice her friend to the ghost.
Green giggled, "Just kidding."
Misty gave her disgruntled but playful push. Green touched the gate that creaked open at the slightest touch. She looked to Misty
2 - A Master for Alessia, pt 1Alessia swirled in her lamp, her cloudy form running along the smooth curved walls that trapped her soul. There was no light to see by, and barely something to feel in her new prison. She was no longer human, but a formless Genie of golden smoke.2 - A Master for Alessia, pt 14 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
She found the nozzle of her lamp, a place where silvery light reflected off the gold. Alessia rushed toward it, putting every ounce of will into escaping the dark prison. But before she reached freedom, her spirit dissipated and returned to the safety of her vessel. Back into the pitch black.
"Let me out!" Alessia spun around her lamp, pushing and hitting the edges of her world. Then her smokey form brushed along something that did not exist before. Something hard and solid near the edge of her prison. She stopped near it and reached out with what was once her hand. She felt something coarse and tough beneath her palm. Something like brick. She saw faint mortar outlines along the wall.
Light began to filter into the lamp, bringing the dark pri
Dorm Room Dolls Part 2 (animate inanimate tf)It wasn't totally dark in the tight cocoon. Billie could see shadows and lights play through the fabric as she tossed and turned. She was in her own world and felt bizarre sensations sweep through her body. She pushed and pushed until the fabric that held her began to stretch; then it began to tear. Billie pushed her way out of her cocoon and stepped back into the world, feeling as if she awoke after a good sleep.Dorm Room Dolls Part 2 (animate inanimate tf)3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Indeed, Billie busted with vigor. She stood disoriented from being taller than she remembered. She examined what changes her time in the cocoon wrought. Billie was entirely different than the hooded caterpillar that had gone into the cocoon. Now, her body was cut from a velvety, black fabric. The cloth appeared sewn to warp Billie's form to a slimmer waist and wider hips proportional to her added height.
While the cloth that now made up her arms and legs was black, her torso was made of a fuzzy lavender fabric. She felt like she wore a fur coat, except it was a part of her! T
Escape - Squirrel TFEscapeEscape - Squirrel TF7 years ago in Science Fiction More Like This
The young woman nearly jumped out of her chair, her long reddish hair falling over her face as she looked up. The smiling face of her boss, Steve, greeted her. She hurriedly pushed her hair out of her face as she stammered out a reply. Erm, um, hi Steve. I was just getting ready to...
..to go, yes. He finished the sentence as she blushed, then nodded. Right. My shift is up and...and I was going to head off, yes. He patted her gently upon the shoulder, stepping away to allow her to get up. Of course. I'll see you during the lab tomorrow. Take it easy. His warm smile sent chills down her back as she waved him away, getting up only to close the door behind him. She slid back into her chair, swallowing as she returned to her keyboard.
Does he know?
She checked her documents one last time, making sure she had everything she needed. She glanced back and forth nervously as she stuffed them into her brief
Coppelia Revisited, Part 10 (Finale)Clockwork turned back to the dresser and looked at it dumbfounded. What on that table could possibly have brought that damn bear to life? “Can you keep him away from me for a minute?” She realized though that was silly to ask. Lionheart’s gun flashed to life, and then flashed again. But the bear wasn’t fazed. The action figure tossed the gun and rushed toward the giant teddy. The speaker in his plastic roared. His impact against the stuffed bear caught it off guard and it stumbled back.Coppelia Revisited, Part 10 (Finale)2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Tinkerbell shook out of her stupor and jumped on an arm as large as her doll body. The bear moved back a few feet. “I am the king of the Jungle!” Lionheart’s speaker said. He pushed again, all parts of his plastic body moving together. But the bear didn’t give an inch this time.
Clockwork furiously looked around the pentagram for something – anything – that might represent the bear. She kept flicking to the plush heart near the center, bu
A Doll for the Witch's KidGabrielle arrived at the job a little early. As she was wearing a baggy sweatshirt and pajama pants, it was hard to tell that the blonde haired woman was a local model. Though it might seem strange that Gabrielle would take a job modeling at a toy store, these were the jobs that the woman enjoyed. They were small and quirky, but also had a native charm that drew Gabrielle to them.A Doll for the Witch's Kid3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The toy store had been granted prime real estate near to the mall's food court, on the first floor. It was as brightly lit as any toy store Gabby had ever been to, with blue carpeting and varieties of common toys. The model knocked on the still gated door and waited patiently for a young goateed man to come to the front. He was a thin man, and only just Gabby's shortish height.
"You the other model?"
Gabby nodded, and he pointed her to the back. With little more guidance, Gabby walked to the back room where a makeshift makeup table had been set up. There was another model there, already dressed in blue ballet
Adventure Awaits!Maria began the day’s work for the same way she did every morning: by opening up a thin brown journal. She had filled the book with names and pictures of dolls, marionettes, and other assorted toys. Maria left brief descriptions near each one. Notes such as, “looking for love, sell to a Ken,” next to a Barbie dressed in pink, and “BFF, sell together,” next to a set of colorful rag dolls. That one had a check mark next to it.Adventure Awaits!2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
And though the toys in the journal came in a multitude of shapes and sizes, they shared one trait that no one outside the store would know. Each of these dolls had once been people, and were now just toys. And Maria intended that each of these wonderful toys deserved wonderful new homes. So she started each day reviewing what to look for in new owners for these dolls.
As she finished her ritual, Maria looked up and saw a perfect someone walk into the store. Not an owner, she knew instinctively, but a wonderful new doll who had yet to r
Coppelia Revisited, Part 2"Parker, what did you get into?" Ryan asked as the pink ballerina rushed to him, gracefully and gleefully putting one foot before the other, a not very well hidden smile across her face.Coppelia Revisited, Part 22 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
She replied with a barely audible whisper in his left ear, "Play with me . . . owner." Parker ran back to the center of the room in ballet steps. Then she froze place, her legs in a wide stance and body leaning over slightly. She stayed frozen, glittering eyes waiting for Ryan, but her boyfriend scratched his head at his Parker's bizarre behavior.
"What are you doing?" He asked.
"She wants to play, dummy." Emily said. She jumped up and walked to Parker, "Doll, I want you to dance." Emily said. Parker straightened and leaped in the air, stretching her thin legs to their limits, and then landed again with only a padded whisper. She hopped en point and twirled, getting her lithe body moving faster and faster. Then the moment passed and Parker returned to her demure posture. Her mouth twitched a little as
Jackie in the boxIt had been a slow night. The type that Jacklynn Hauzer hated. But she would constantly remind herself that this was a good thing. Slow meant nobody was in danger.Jackie in the box2 years ago in Drama More Like This
She tried to remember the last time it was this quiet... But she couldn't. Not even before accidentally augmenting herself.
The idea of actually getting sleep tonight popped into her head. After a few minutes of weighing the pros vs the cons, she elected into one more round before turning the protection detail to the ungrateful cops.
Jumping off the building, she timed the descent.
She squat-launched herself through the sky. Free flying through the air had to be the best thing she could've ever ever think off.
...until she spotted a sniper aiming his rifle right at her path.
Were they really that stupid? She asked herself remembering that she was bulletproof. So she didn't flinch as he squeezed the trigger.
As the bullet shot from the barrel, it flew
Arin the Genie Part 1, Origin StoryArin the Genie Part 1, Origin Story2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
On a crisp spring morning, Arin went out to the park at her college because her boyfriend Ben wanted to meet her there. Arin happened to have a lull moment in her procrastination, and she knew that Ben was not rehearsing today for the play he was in. They met at the usual place, a wooden bench that was perfectly situated by a lake on campus. It as secluded as it got, and the traffic to and from classes died down since it was late afternoon.
Arin was feeling rather chipper, so she wore a crimson blouse that complimented her short fiery orange hair. She let her hair get frizzy because it was so short that it was low maintenance but she could still make it work. A pair of blue jeans and sandals finished the ensemble.
She saw Ben sitting on the bench already holding a brown sack with that look of hiding something he could not wait to show. He was wearing a camo t-shirt he bought online that said "No camping" and had a picture of two stick figures, one backstabbing a sniper. The brun
The Costume Competition - p1The Costume Competition - p12 years ago in Profiles More Like This
I stare at the box before me, anticipation flowing through my veins, making it a challenge to even stand still. I’ve been waiting for this package for nearly two months; and now, the night before Halloween, it finally arrives. Seriously, I’d been wondering whether it’d get here on time for the costume party tomorrow, or if I’d just spent $300 on something that I wouldn’t be able to wear for another year. I’ve really wanted to go to this costume party, partly because everyone I know is going to be there, and secondly because there is a big costume competition; whoever has the best costume receives $500! That’s not something to be ignored. The party is being held at some rich girl’s house on the opposite side of town; I don’t really know her myself, but she’s inviting everyone who goes to the same college as her. That includes me, as well as about 800 or so other people if they choose to. However, now the costume’s here, I