There Is Definitely Something WrongThere's Definitely Something Wrong
A K-On! AR Sequel
It was like waking up from some kind of fantastical dream. Or it was really waking up, and while fantastical, what Ritsu experienced was slightly less than a dream. Her eyes fluttered open, unfocused at the surroundings, only seeing darkness. Her hands reached up to rub her eyes a bit, and at that moment, her first red flag rose. when she expected her knuckle to rub the sleep away, she instead felt a soft hand rubbing, somewhat sloppily, rubbing her eyes. She looked at it, seeing five small nubs on a tiny palm. Her eyes widened, and slowly, she got herself in the sitting position, looking around.
It was a crib. She was inside a crib. Big bars, mobiles hanging above, pink blanket, the whole shebang. And on the other side of the crib was another lump under the blankets. She tried to get up and walk over to it, but there was no walking in this tiny body. Her legs were simply too weak. She found that she could still support herself on he
Little ChizuruSanae walked down the sidewalk, clutching a very unusual looking device tightly in her arms as she approached the . It looked like a toy-like powder blue ray gun, covered in bizarre dials as well as all sorts of superfluous plastic chunks decorating it. From its simple appearance most by-passers thought she was lugging around a child's toy, and the large light-pink tote bag she carried, covered with cutely-illustrated pictures of farm animals in pastel colors. With all this in tow most assumed she was a baby sitter leaving to meet her clients, though Sanae had a much more interesting job ahead of her.Little Chizuru2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The ray gun she held, however, was certainly no toy. It was a very special project she had been given a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to test. It was a very powerful device made by three genius, if not eccentric, scientists from MIT, and just by Sanae's luck she had managed to stumble in on them just as they had finished it. Sanae entered their lab hunting
Seal Their Fate: NarutoSeal Their Fate: Naruto4 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Seal Their Fate: Naruto
1. Hinata/Age Regression
2. Naruko/Mental Regression
6. Tsunade/Body Swap
8. Ino/Intelligence Reversal
9. Konan/ Breast/Butt Expansion
11. Kurenai/TF to Clothing
1. Hyuuga Hinata, Age Regression
Hinata sighed, sitting on a short stump in the middle of the woods. She had shown up to a training session early, so she was left waiting for her sensei to show up, along with her teammates. She slowly moved her foot around the dirt below her, before seeing something off to the side. It looked like a small scroll, hidden in the grass behind a tree. Curious, she rose and walked over, picking it up. She looked around, a light blush on her face, before slowly opening it. It was entited "Experimental jutsu" along with seeral handsigns, including some that she was only somewhat familiar with. Most interesting, though, was the fact that the handwriting was familiar, like
Is There Something Wrong?Is There Something Wrong?Is There Something Wrong?4 years ago in Profiles More Like This
A K-On Story
It was like any other day in the clubroom. That is, if any other day were any other day were as strange as this one. After a day of practice that consisted of sitting around, drinking tea and eating various types of cake, they all decided to head out. Well, most of them did. Left behind was Ritsu, who (against her will) was tasked with cleaning the clubroom. And to say that she was being sluggish is an insult to slugs, as she slowly moved the broom from side to side with a sigh. "Man" she said out loud to herself, "Why do I have to be the one who does the stupid cleaning? This is pointless... I am going to have to do this all over again tomorrow..." She slowly leaned down, pushing some of the dust and crumbs into the dustpan. "I would give anything to not have to do this cleaning anymore," she said in a sigh as she poured the dirty substance into the trash.
"Am I interrupting someone important?" came a voice from the door. Ritsu jumped violently,
AR Story: Little VisitorLittle VisitorAR Story: Little Visitor5 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
By Ouroboros aka Ozzie Astaroth
It was a sunny afternoon at a city apartment house. It was a large, expensive hotel that had been converted into an apartment building. Many different kinds of apartments were available to rent.
Dana, the owner, was busy in her office doing paper work. She was only 28 and had already gotten hold of the lucrative family business. Her parents had bought the place before she was born and decided to convert the rooms into small apartments rather than run it as a hotel. They also decided to live there in the house while running it. Dana had grown up in that house and had many fond
childhood memories. She sat there in her office musing over old photos bringing back happy times long past. Her parents had since retired and moved off to Florida where the elderly seem to migrate and Dana became the owner. Over the years she had met a wide variety of people. Some were nice and polite, some rude, still others just plain weird. It comes with the territ
Injection of MaturityInjection of MaturityInjection of Maturity4 years ago in Settings More Like This
Evangelion AR Story
Akagi Ritsuko sighed, looking into the living room of her
apartment. one who would look into the room would guess that
either a small party or a miniature tornado had flown through
there. Of course, Ritsuko knew better. Setting her hands on her
hips, she would slowly step into the room, observing the empty
beer cans and random snack wrappers that littered the table and
floor. Nearby, a soft snoring could be heard. As she picked up
empty beer cans to be thrown away, she peeked over to see one of
her only good friends, Katsuragi Misato, limbs sprawled out into
several different directions and mouth wide open, passed out in
a drunken stupor.
Indeed, she had been expecting this. More and more recently,
Misato had been coming over to "hang out" with Ritsuko. While at
first Ritsuko was touched by the sentiment, she soon came to
find out that "hanging out" was code for getting absolutely
smashed and watching television. While it was somewhat nice to
Upsides and Downsides: Age RegressionThe upsides and downsides to age regression.Upsides and Downsides: Age Regression3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Imagine you woke up in your current setting, BUT, in the body of yourself as an infant. Here are the upsides and downsides
# 1: Can't talk: You can't speak your opinions, or tell people what you want to do. It would not be desireable.
# 2: No bowl/bladder control: Well, this one speaks for itself, people have to change your diaper which could get very uncomfortable.
# 3: No solid food: You can't eat or drink your favorite foods, depending on your age you might have to drink formula.
# 4: Your thought process: The longer you're an infant, the more you think like one.
Example: 1 day after regression you would be thinking how to get out of this situation.
Example: 3 days after regression you would be thinking about your diaper, exploring, food, being loved, being left alone, etc............
# 5: No power whatsoever: As an infant you arent taken seriously, meaning you're talked to condes
Do a Little DanceA Hanamaru Kindergarten AR storyDo a Little Dance2 years ago in Profiles More Like This
It was a regular day in the Hanamaru Kindergarten. Tsuchida-sensei's class had been let out for the day, to do various things while they wait for their parents to pick them up. Anzu and Koume had already gone home, so the third girl of their group, Hiiragi, was now sitting alone in the classroom, reading quietly to herself. While it would usually be troubling, this was actually normal for Hiiragi to be reading books well above her level. She was rather intelligent and crafty, which was offset by her usually adorable outfit. Today, she was wearing pajamas in the style of a black and white kitty. Among children, this design was based on the famous Panda Neko, which all the girls adored, particularly the young bookworm.
In the other room was one of the teachers of the Kindergarten, one Nanako Yamamoto-sensei. While not her own student, the buxom Yamamoto was rather fond of Hiiragi, or as she called her, Hii-chan. As she cleaned up her own classroom,
Hidamari FamilyA Hidamari Sketch AR StoryHidamari Family2 years ago in Profiles More Like This
"Thank you for inviting me over for dinner!" Yuno said, bowing quickly to her senior neighbor, Hiro. Hiro giggled, bowing back. "Oh, It's no problem Yuno! I always enjoy having you over!" she said softly, leading her into the main room. Yuno obliged, walking over and sitting at the small table she had set up in the middle of the room. "It is almost done, so I will bring it out in a moment~" Hiro said, before walking back to the kitchen, stirring a bit more of the stew she was making.
Yuno nodded, looking around. Her room was quite the same as always, though she noticed that in the corner, there were a few unopened boxes in the corner of the room. She stared at them curiously, not seeing any obvious markings on them, just the mailing address. "Hiro-san, what are those for?" she asked, turning to look at the taller girl.
"Hm? Oh, just some new art supplies..." Hiro said offhandedly, stirring the stew before reaching out, taking out some bowls. Before Yuno could
Happiness is...?Elizabeth woke with her start as her alarm clattered through her dreams, shattering her sleep. She groaned.Happiness is...?5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Just one more week then School will be over for good." She muttered as she dragged herself out of bed and got dressed into her school uniform. She hated school, well she hated exams and the pressure that was on her to do well by her Mom.
Her room was fairly plain for a teenager, a couple of shelves of books, her laptop on her desk, clothes strewn around the place, and a few music posters on the wall. Elizabeth stared into the mirror as she brushed her long blonde hair, hazel eyes stared back at her as she concentrated on pulling her hair into a neat ponytail. She was a slim average sized 18 year old girl, although puberty had not been unkind and as a result her chest was more than ample. She glared at her reflection as she heard her Mom yell from the bottom of the stairs.
"Elizabeth breakfast is going cold and yo