Transformers Prime OC: BombardierName: Bombardier
Continuity: Transformers Prime
Preferred Combat tactics: Demolition/Grenadier
Alt Form: Police Bomb-Squad Truck
Grenade Launcher: Energy weapon that fires a main charge along with six surrounding "bomblettes" that explode around the main charge to widen the area of devastation. This weapon possesses massive splash damage potential. The weapon's shot has a slight arc to it.
Shovel: Great for digging holes, or smacking Autobots upside the head.
Fragmentation/Sticky/Cryogenic/EMP/Incineration grenades: Carries upwards of fifty grenades at any one time of differing types. Has great aim with his throws.
Shield Gauntlet: Portable light energy shield for protection from light arms fire and close range explosions. Can be used to bitch-slap an opponent if necessary.
Appearance: White and black police palette with a black "construction" hard hat. Square, blocky face with yellow eyes. Breakdown-sized build, but sho
The Burdens of Skyrim Ch-1Darkness, darkness and a low, throbbing noise. Legate Rikke had always wondered what the transition to death would be like. Painful, she had assumed, but this was nowhere near her expectations. In fact, it almost felt warm, welcoming, peaceful…The Burdens of Skyrim Ch-12 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Out of nowhere, something cold touched the nape of her neck and she let out a loud shriek. Light stung her eyes, blurring her vision as shadows moved about. She swung a fist towards the shadow; sure that it was Ulfric Stormcloak or Galmar Stonefist standing over her with a blade ready to end the life she only just realized that she still clung to.
A grip like steel seized her wrist and a hand fell over her mouth while a voice that she knew, and half-loathed, half-respected; spoke with an authoritative tone. “Easy Legate, relax, no one here is trying to kill you.”
As her vision cleared and her struggles slowed she started to make out the face of the man holding her down, the unique amber eyes that only adorned the face of one m
Burdens of Skyrim 3Solitude: Proudspire ManorBurdens of Skyrim 32 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Jordis the Sword Maiden quietly hummed to herself as she idly turned the pages of the fifth volume of Magnus’s set of Wolf Queen. It was terribly late, and both of the other women in the mansion had long since turned in. She could hear Legate Rikke snoring right through the thick stone walls, as befitting a soldier. On that topic though, the snoring was in all likelihood why she couldn’t sleep for more than a few minutes at a time. With an irritated flick of her finger she closed the book, letting out a slight sigh. Being awake this long made her hungry, and the low rumbling from her gullet mirrored that thought.
Her gaze drifted downwards across her reclining form, lingering for a short time on the twin mounds of attention demanding cleavage that partially obstructed her line of sight on the rest of her body. Not that the rest of her hadn’t swollen, as she could feel the insides of her naked thighs rubbing against each other ever so slightl
Skyrim WG: The Chef of Breezehome 2Note: Mainly a Sequel to 'Chef of Breezehome' but it also is a sequel to Serana's story in Big Girls of Skyrim 2.Skyrim WG: The Chef of Breezehome 22 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
At Breezehome, in the city of Whiterun...
Five sweet-rolls, a loaf of bread, a bowl of apple cabbage stew, two baked potatoes, a boiled creme treat, half a goat cheese wheel, and a full horker loaf. That was Mjoll the Lionness' entire dinner before she finally conceded and declared herself too full to continue. With a groan and belch in near-unison, the blonde Nor d warrior leaned as far back in her chair as she could, clutching the globular gut that sat atop a pair of large, tough thighs. Empty bowls and outgrown pieces of armor were stashed on the small table to her right. In the background, the cooking flames flickered wildly, casting streaks of light and shadow through out the tiny house.
"Oooooooooh...my word, that was...a feast fit for Sovngarde..." Mjoll moaned in her usual thick accent. "Although, I may have...urp...bitten off more than I could chew...heh.
The Big Girls of SkyrimWithin the sewers beneath Riften...The Big Girls of Skyrim2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Alright, here's the job; I don't want you coming back here unless you're carrying that jeweled urn with you. Now get out of here."
Vex's sharp, cold eyes trailed the newbie's back until he disappeared through the door leading back to the Ratway. She scoffed.
"Doesn't say much, does he? Little freak."
"Aye, he's a quiet one." Vekel the Man chuckled, "But he gets the job done, and honestly, can we ask for anything more, considering how many errands you send him on?"
"Well, he's looking to make some gold, just like we all are,"
"Yeah, but with him doing your work, you've been slacking off, Vex," Delvin Mallory suddenly spoke up, "You hang around the Ragged Flagon all day, drinking ale and eating goat cheese, heh heh heh."
"Ah, and don't forget the honey nut treats and the boiled cremes!" Vekel added.
Vex narrowed her eyes, glaring murderous daggers at her companion-in-name-only. "...What're you trying to imply, Delvin? I don't normally care about what
Big Girls of Skyrim 2In the Sleeping Giant Inn of Riverwood...Big Girls of Skyrim 22 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Delphine had finally received her call to arms. So many years after the Blades disbanded, when the White-Gold Concordot first came into place, it was finally time for her to pick up her blade again and charge into the battlefield. With the return of Alduin and the revival of the Dragons, all of Skyrim was in great danger. The Dovahkiin may have taken care of the Dragons' leader, but they still existed in Skyrim, ever present in the skies above. Delphine had been working as a innkeeper in Riverwood for years, and while she had grown to appreciate her quiet life, she knew she would never forgive herself if she just stood by as the fire-spewing monsters raged across her beloved land. It was a Blade's duty to battle the winged beasts, after all.
Delphine turned to her lone employee and said, "Orgnar, I want you to watch the inn for me for a while."
"You going out somewhere?"
"Alright, then. Be careful."
Delphine entered the only
The Chef of BreezehomeSkyrim WG drabble:The Chef of Breezehome2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Lady Dovahkiin burst forth from the ruins of Ustengrav with Lydia close behind; they were both panting heavily, their faces and armor covered in soot, dust and sweat, as well as a little blood. The two of them immediately slumped down using a nearby pillar for support, still struggling to catch a breath. Their swords and shields were carelessly thrown out of their hands just to lighten the load. Dovahkiin was the one to speak first, and she wasn't happy. Not in the slightest.
"What...what was that, Lydia?" She shouted at her housecarl.
"I'm sorry...my Thane...I...I was just...trying to do my duty...I am sworn to carry your burdens, after all," Lydia squeaked out in the tiniest of voices. She was so embarrassed, mortified even. She had made so many mistakes during their trek into the dungeon, it forced the two of them to abandon plans and escape. She had triggered every trap, she had gotten in the way of the Dovahkiin's attacks, and she had dropped many items her Than
The Minion Mistress - Chapter 23 P2In the meantime Sayron used the massive weight of his mount to free a path to the shores of the lake. From the ground it was an imposing view; the murky water outstretched to all sides, but was largely obscured by hundreds of mangrove root systems. The treetops above the water cast ominous shadows across the surface.The Minion Mistress - Chapter 23 P23 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Above it all rose Fay´s tree palace. From here, that massive crown overshadowed everything. Paths and stairs ran along the trunk, and smaller homes had been embedded in it. In the shadow of the highest branches golden lights zipped around like fireflies.
Ruau rammed his way through the last elven army, determined to reach the bridge. Two dryads swept their vines towards him, but he gave a tug with his head as soon as they wrapped themselves around his horns, so they lost their balance and were helplessly dragged to Sayron. The Overlord decapitated the first, and ripped open the second, from her neck to the roots. White sap burst from their bodies and splattered on hi
The Minion Mistress - Chapter 23 P1Chapter 23 Shade LadyThe Minion Mistress - Chapter 23 P13 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
It was early in the morning when the hammer blows stopped.
Not that Giblet had any idea of that, of course. In his domain the red light of the lava and the fire pits always shone, and he wouldnŽt want it any other way even when he slept, heŽd know if theyŽd be extinguished.
The master blacksmith dipped his creation in the cold bath next to his huge anvil, waited until the metal didnŽt glow red anymore and then combined it with several other pieces of metal. Then he took his hands off it, lifted his steel visor and nodded contently.
He jumped off the platform at the anvil, lay his hammer across his shoulder and strolled over to one of the two enormous fire pits, where brown Minions were busy hammering out and melting down pieces of armour even now. Giblet left all that to his helpers now he was busy with the big project for the Master, which had to be ready for the siege on Arcadiopolis. The project heŽd be able to continue now the smaller work
Cersei and Daenerys and Taena"Get out!" The queen regent screamed as the third serving maid that day scuttled out of her chambers. Cersei Lannister trembled with fury, unable to understand how it had happened. In truth, the root of her anger had nothing at all to do with the various serving girls, they had only been its objects. The real issue was that she could not fit into any of her gowns. None of her maids had been strong enough to tighten her bodice appropriately, and the last girl had actually snapped the string that laced through the holes in the back of the dress in an attempt to pull it tighter. Now, Cersei stood in front of her tall looking glass, tears welling up in the corners of her eyes. Unable to suck in her stomach any longer, she exhaled, and with it the dress became even tighter. Her heavy breasts spilled out of the top, and she could feel her soft thighs touch beneath the silk of the gown. Turning slightly, she gaped in horror at how tightly the fabric gripped heCersei and Daenerys and Taena2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
princess peach becomes evil 2peach becomes evil!!!!!!! part 2- SUPER MARIO FANFIC STORYprincess peach becomes evil 26 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
this is part 2 the story about princess peach becoming evil.we left of from the part where peach jsut woke up in bowser's castle and started strangling him.note:i dont own any mario characters.all belong to nintendo.
bowser:let me go,ill tell you where you are,jsut let me go.
peach:you better(her voice now sounds dark and dreary because of bowser's dna)
she releases him.
bowser:thank you.koopa wizard.left me have a word with you.listen princess ill talk to you in a second
peachrincess???why did you call me that.whos koopa wizard
bowser:just hold on for a minute.I will explain everything.koopa wizard.come here.him and the wizard go over to a corner where peach cant see them
bowserkay,why does she look weird like that.why does she have scales and yellow eyes.
koopa wizard:well, it seems your dna must have affected her appearance.your repitle dna affected her human dna and made her a mixed species.
bowser:well, i like the chan
The Minion Mistress - Chapter 2Chapter 2 NordbergThe Minion Mistress - Chapter 25 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
The way down was easier. For Kniff. The brown Minion slid his way down the stairs for most of the way, while Jinx followed in a much slower pace but running and tripping when she realized how far she was behind on him.
Still, when she got down she wasn´t as out of breath as after she´d gotten up in the private quarters. However she did gasp for breath as soon as she got back into the throne room. This time it was of surprise.
When both her feet were on the black marble, the entire hall exploded before her eyes a soundless explosion of blue light. Pure bolts of azure magic played along every surface, and the girl and Minion Kniff´s ears and the jagged edge of his knife, Jinx´ hair and clothes. Then, just as suddenly as it´d started, it was over. But something had changed, down in the great hall.
There, directly beneath the portal and in a wide circle of Minions, was the armoured man Jinx had seen earlier in t
The Minion Mistress - Chapter 21 P1Chapter 21 All is Fair in Love and WarThe Minion Mistress - Chapter 21 P13 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
A darkened arbor, speckled with floating lights of blue, green and gold, but lighting up as a slender figure entered. The lights glowed more brightly in reaction to her presence.
It was midnight as Fay placed the dragon leather sack onto the ground beneath a protecting canopy and spread her hands. In answer, all the shards flew out, up, and started circling around each other slowly.
The Queen moved her fingers, took a deep breath and softly started to sing. Her voice formed ancient words, describing how the Heart would be healed and in which ways the shards should fit together. The nacre fragments tumbled around each other, turned, and then started fitting together by themselves. Each time a new shard joined the healing mass a clear tone resounded, blending into Fay's song, and the air became increasingly bright under the canopy, as if dawn was breaking.
Lower, in the arbors, two Minions looked up at the flickering light, thei
The Minion Mistress - Chapter 21 P2Jinx was going as fast as she could, groaning with the pain in her hands and arms, but barely granting herself time to heal them. She sprinted along the walls, dodging protrusions and plants, and every now and then she could feel how they were being heated by the flames of the beast pursuing her.The Minion Mistress - Chapter 21 P23 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Then the rock face shivered beneath her hands. She looked back.
The Salamander King had joined her on the wall; his great head stared at her at an angle now, as his claws crushed the rock in his fury. And with that her problems werenŽt at an end; below them the ground was rapidly falling away. Jinx looked down and started; she could see water shimmering in the gloomy depths. She hoped the rest could follow.
But naturally, that worry paled in the light of what was now directly behind her... a gigantic, devouring, fire-breathing gecko growing angrier with the second. Jinx avoided a hissing blast of fire by jumping to the other wall she was nearly at the cave ceiling, and the walls were cl
The Minion Mistress - Chapter 1Chapter 1 The NetherworldThe Minion Mistress - Chapter 15 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
There was a hazy image. It wasn´t exactly clear what it was, and neither was the fact who did the perceiving. There was mainly pain. After that, there was mainly darkness. That was quite an improvement, really.
When there was a hazy image for the second time, things had slightly improved. This time some more information made it through, such as the little yellow lights all over the image. There also seemed to be joyful sounds. And there seemed to be a dark form, approaching her through the yellow lights. The voice didn´t seem. The voice was there, loud and clear, even if it sounded like it came from underwater muffled and gurgling in a strange way.
I see it´s awake, the voice spoke with a quite depressed tone.
Not it! Her! sounded another, far more cheerful voice. This voice was similar to the watery voice. Is female. Like Mistresses!
But this no Mistress, a second cheery voice
The JoggerThis story has effects of weight gain on the female variety. Simple, if you don‘t like don't read. Regardless, take care and have fun. ^^The Jogger2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
A gentle fog hovers over the fine dew coated fields, dissipating slowly as the sun begins to rise into the clouded sky above. The thin mist crossing the finely paved path, it retreats from the young fit woman who has wandered into sight this early Friday morning.
“Ah, my type of morning.” Jen sets her bag on the vacant wooden bench, withdrawing a small mp3 player and a pair of ear buds. “Nothing beats running through a cool morning fog”
Adorned by a loose pair of pink, white striped pants and a matching un-zippered pink hoodie, the outfit contours around her trim athletic figure just pushing 117 pounds. Arms stretched high above her head, her DD-cup breasts are thrust upwards, barely contained in her low cut black sport tank top as the full, round spheres
Sansa Weight Gain - Chapter 1“What in the seven hells were you thinking?!” Catelyn shouted at Sansa, who shrunk on the spot. Her mother was pacing around Sansa's bedroom in one of Winterfell's towers, holding her daughter's best dress, which no longer fit. This was primarily due to the pot belly currently resting on Sansa's lap.Sansa Weight Gain - Chapter 18 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
“I just wanted to make a good impression with the queen...” Sansa said, staring at the floor. For the last few weeks, she had been eating double servings and sneaking food from the kitchen outside of meal times whenever she could. Although the fat fashion of the other six kingdoms had not made it's way to the north, most noble visitors that came from the south remarked on how beautiful Sansa was for such a thin girl. So, when her parents told her about the King and his family coming to visit Winterfell, Sansa was very keen on gaining weight to impress Queen Cersei.
“It does not matter what the Queen thinks or what anyone else thinks, you shouldn't have done th
Big Sisters (Frozen WG)"Hey, Elsa?"Big Sisters (Frozen WG)9 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Hmm? What is it, Anna?"
"Can I ask you something? You know, just something a bit personal about yourself?"
"Uh, I suppose...but I'm getting a bad feeling from that cheeky little grin of yours..."
Princess Anna knelt down, a smirk still evident on her lips, and she poked at her older sister's pot belly, which was clearly visible the way it pushed against her tight-fitting dress. It was a small but pudgy little gut, just barely on the edge to start sagging over the waist. Anna's finger sank into the soft, tender flesh when she gave it a second, more curious poke. Anna's smile flickered; she briefly wanted to stick her whole hand into Elsa's fat, for some odd reason. The desire was only there for a second, but still, she had noticed it. The redhead pulled herself together and beamed at her sister.
"That song of yours, I had no idea you meant you were going to let YOURSELF go! Why didn't you ever tell me?"
Queen Elsa, unamused by her sister's lame joke, quickly slapped Anna's
Cassidy IThe mediocrity that was today was killing my soul. After sitting through a Speech class staring out the window and sitting through a German class next to my ex, I was flat out, straight up ready for lunch and a nice conversation with my friends. I rushed out in the hall, ran to my locker when it hit me- my friends were all sick or had the other lunch today. Great. Sweet Jesus great.Cassidy I7 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I trudged down the hall, heading towards another depressing lunch. I grabbed a grilled chicken sandwich (part of our school trying to encourage us to eat healthy) and a bottle of Pepsi (why they’re failing at it) and then I almost ran her over.
There she was, luscious dark hair falling onto her soft back, her plumped rear generously swinging in front of me, her thighs jiggling. Her shirt was showing her generous cleavage and showed off her belly. A tight cardigan stuck to her thick arms as she smiled at me, showing dimples and a slight double chin. She had a high, sweet voice, too. “Oh, I’
Mass Effect WG Commission: Fem Shepard's VacationThe threat was over. The Reapers were defeated, and the numerous galaxies were saved from total destruction. Commander Alexandria Sheppard was a heroine to both man and alien alike. She had nearly died several times on her heroic mission, but she survived, and now she could live the rest of her life knowing that peace had finally become attainable. There was nothing left to do but relax and enjoy herself. Her teammates seemed adamant in making sure she got the rest she deserved: they 'convinced' the owner of a popular five-star resort to allow Shepard to stay there for free for three whole months.Mass Effect WG Commission: Fem Shepard's Vacation2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Honestly, guys, you really didn't need to do this for me," Shepard said with a chuckling grin, but she wasn't joking around, she was being serious.
"Oh, Shepard, you don't have to try and be modest all the time; we're just giving you your just desserts." Miranda smirked, stuffing a bundle of underwear into the commander's vacation bag. They were standing in Shepard's bedroom, along with Liar
Comm: Smash Bros: Samus And Her Unfit Experience"One...two...three...four...five! One...two...three...four...five!"Comm: Smash Bros: Samus And Her Unfit Experience3 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
The morning had only officially begun about an hour and a half ago and the air still had a hint of chill lingering from last night, but the Wii Fit Trainer was already well awake. She had set up her yoga mat on the backyard deck of the Smash Mansion; it faced the direction of the rising sun, which only made her Sun Salutation all the more meaningful. She counted five seconds over and over as she stretched her arms back and forth across the length of her legs, bending her back over enough to nearly touch the mat with her nose. She dipped down, keeping her legs outstretched, until her backside was lying onto the mat. She kept her legs and arms outstretched, and then brought them back in like Bowser swiftly retreating into his shell. She rolled herself up into a ball-like fetal position and remained that way for a minute and a half. Eventually she unfurled, and as she did so, she kept one knee on the mat while moving her
Blood Elf Binge-Time, Part 1Their eyes were all over her; Fiona could feel them. Orcs, trolls, tauren, elves, goblins, even the Forsaken. Especially the Forsaken, she thought. Faces plastered with dour looks that they thought she couldn't see. As if she didn't notice out of the corner of her eye. Every elf she passed tried to pretend they were just scanning the road, or looking past her at something else. Then, as soon as they thought they were out of her sight, they broke out into disapproving clucks and frowns. The other races may have been staring for different reasons, namely curiosity. Most of them had likely never seen an elf weighing over 120 before.Blood Elf Binge-Time, Part 14 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Fiona picked up her stride, holding her head high and trying her best to keep her eyes set ahead of her. She wasn't going to let them disturb her, she decided. They had no right to; she was a powerful and respected mage and she had been assigned to the highlands by the Warchief himself. Imagine that. He had instructed her personally to lend her serv
WGA: Semester 1 Day 1 Part 1WGA: Semester 1 Day 1WGA: Semester 1 Day 1 Part 12 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The golden, crisp leaves of the fall crackled around Maria as she walked to school. As the young woman trotted along the side walk her short, dark red hair swayed in the breeze. Maria took a deep breath as an extremely overweight woman passed her. The woman gave Maria a dismissive glare and walked away. Maria’s mood quickly sank. Maria had always been a skinny girl and in this day and age that was a death sentence. Maria wasn’t sure how that came to be, but she remembered learning about a thing called Big Girl in school. Of course the event had almost happened fifty years ago and Maria was only nineteen. One thing Maria did know was that overweight humans now had an advantage over humans with Maria’s thin build. They were faster, stronger, and normally landed the successful jobs. This put people with high metabolism, like Maria, in a thicket. However, Maria wanted to overcome her “disability
Soul Calibur WG Commission: Taki's Just Too Fat"Huff...huff...I...need...to lose weight...huff...fast!"Soul Calibur WG Commission: Taki's Just Too Fat2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Taki, former ninja and competitor for the power of Soul Edge, precariously waddled down the long hallway leading to her personal training room. She seriously needed it, as she had gained a tremendous amount of weight. Her enormous thighs slapped together with each step, a clapping echo bouncing off the walls around her. When her legs smacked, it would cause her entire body to rumble and wobble, as if a personal earthquake had just erupted on the surface of her body. She was panting and groaning, sweat dripping down her puffy cheeks and getting lost in her chin folds. Her arms and legs, once capable of striking down the toughest of foes, were now near-useless, trapped underneath pillars of blubber. She could barely stand to throw a punch anymore without getting winded.
Her skin-tight uniform was riddled with a multitude of rips and tears; some holes just wide enough to allow fist-sized bubbles of pale flesh to pop out. Considering