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 21 P1Chapter 21 All is Fair in Love and WarThe Minion Mistress - Chapter 21 P14 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 2Chapter 2 NordbergThe Minion Mistress - Chapter 26 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
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 Experience8 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
Andrea's Roommate (Chapter 3)Kate carefully exited her vehicle, carefully balancing the hot box of pizza on one hand while she grabbed her purse and keys with the other. After work she had managed to snag an extra large pizza for free after winning a bet with one of the other cooks, thereby winning a free dinner for the night. The bet in question was on who could make the most sales, and Kate wasn't exactly a new girl in the restaurant business. Even with her time in the kitchen, Kate still managed to outsell every other waitress in the place- primarily due to her exceptionally wonderful mood. Although she still felt guilty about what she was planning in regards to Andrea, she had rationalized (for now, anyways) that she was simply being a good host/roommate, and with that small nagging voice in her mind gone, she was able to focus on the good things, like her job and how big Andrea might get. So not only did she clear house with tips, but she was able to snag a free pizza- something she was almost positive sAndrea's Roommate (Chapter 3)2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Andrea's Roommate (Chapter 6)Kate woke up to shouting- as usual. Rolling her still-exhausted form out of bed, she stumbled to the doorway, pausing with her head rested against the relatively cool door before slowly inching it open. The impatient form on the couch, however, had the eyes and ears of a hawk, and immediately called out "Kate! I'm STARVING." Kate just sighed, before making her way slowly to the kitchen.Andrea's Roommate (Chapter 6)2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
As usual, the kitchen was a nightmare- with so much cooking happening almost 2/3 of every day, she barely had time to clean- and heaven forbid, her lazy-ass roommate ever kicked in. Grumbling under her breath, Kate managed to find a slightly clean coffee mug and threw the white porcelain dish under the instant single-cup coffee maker before jamming a button, causing the machine to whir to life. This, of course, elicited claims of injustice from her porcine roommate, Andrea.
"Come the fuck on- you're gonna make yourself coffee? Jee, Kate, I wish I lived yo
Big Sisters (Frozen WG)"Hey, Elsa?"Big Sisters (Frozen WG)1 year 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
Andrea's Roommate (Chapter 13)"Who wants... A grilled cheese?" Kate shouted in a sing-song voice as she hip-checked the door shut to the apartment, her arms too overloaded with groceries to shut it normally- it was a miracle she even got it open, and she had to employ careful usage of her pinky finger to slide the handle down in the first place. There was silence from the couch as she plopped her paper bags down, being careful not to break any eggs, or shatter any bottles. "Aaaannnnd I bought us some cervezas! After all, it's almost six now... Hair o' tha' dog, milady?" She asked as she swung around to the other side of the couch, only to find it... empty. Huh. "Andreaaaaa..." She sang as she sashayed through the apartment, check Andrea's room, the bathroom, even her room, but they were all empty! "Huh. Well, I guess this one's mine, then..." Kate said dejectedly as she took a pull from the beer. Pulling out her phone, she found no new texts or misseAndrea's Roommate (Chapter 13)1 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
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 I1 year 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’
The Babysitter (Part 7)With her finals quickly approaching, Kristi was kicking into full stress mode. And whereas before, she had been able to deal with her stress with long nights fueled by coffee and tea binges, her dietary changes had caused some interesting habits to develop. For one, she was no longer able to stay awake longer than 6 hours at a time, regardless of how much caffeine she had ingested, so naps had become a pretty common thing, due to her completely decimated sleeping schedule. A regular day consisted of the following: Waking up around seven AM, despite her alarm being set for ten AM, getting up, showering, studying, going to class, coming home, eating a slice (or five) of the pizza she had in the fridge from the night before, napping, waking up, eating the remainder of the pizza, studying, driving to Tom and Susan's house, playing with the girls, studying, making dinner for the girls (usually some healthy nonsense that Susan had made up the night before), giving up on studying becauseThe Babysitter (Part 7)2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Massive Effects: Part 1Massive EffectsMassive Effects: Part 13 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
Part One: Catalyst
It had been a relatively easy three months since the destruction of the Collector Base. The galaxy was largely at peace, aside from the ordinary everyday power struggles that occurred between the universe's many races for supremacy. The media still latched tightly to the inspiring tale of one woman and her squad destroying a galactic threat, possibly forgetting she had done the same two years before. Still, it was nice to know that the efforts of the SR2 Normandy's crew were getting the recognition they deserved...until the interviews started. The Council Space News Channel (CSNC) had hounded the crew until they got an interview with every single member, starting of course, with the most prominent of them, Commander Shepard. Despite her and her squad's loathing of the media, as one Alliance News Network reporter can attest, it was necessary to vent everything that had occurred during the suicide mission, no matter how horrifying. Unfortunately, the mo
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 Jogger3 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
Andrea's Roommate (Chapter 18) Working with a hangover was a learned skill. And, coincidentally, this was a skill that Kate did not have. So, groggily and lethargically, Kate did her job to the best of her ability- that is, very poorly. "Yeah, we've got... Uh... This many orders, so, you know... Do 'em." Was pretty much all she could mutter before sneaking into her bosses office and shutting off the lights. Sure, four beers isn't much. But for Kate, it was half a bottle of whiskey. She was in a bad place. Sneaking out on Andrea was easy enough, but she had made the basic mistake of not drinking any water or eating something, opting to go straight to work for the day. The headache had snuck up on her, and it was only by the grace of the Kitchen Gods that they didn't have a ton of work to be done. She made sure everyone knew she was in the office the second they needed her, but, and she emphasized this: "I have complete faith in you aAndrea's Roommate (Chapter 18)6 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Andrea's Roommate (Chapter 7)"Alright, Andrea, I'm off to work... Don't worry about doing dishes, I'll grab them when I get home!" Andrea didn't even have time to respond before the door shut, so she chose to let out a rather loud belch instead. Kate had really done a number this morning- the breakfast foods came fast and hard, and before Andrea knew it, she was sitting at the couch in her usual lounge wear, devouring plate after plate, until she was in a near-coma state. And now that Kate had run off to work, she had the place to herself, which meant she could just throw on some television and...Andrea's Roommate (Chapter 7)2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Kate opened the door to the apartment, listening to the rather obnoxious jingle play on television. She was happy to see that none of the dishes had been done- she wouldn't want Andrea wasting precious calories (Kate knew in her head how ridiculous that was, but she didn't care) and the sight of her roommate's foot hanging over the edge of the sofa was enough confirmation that Andrea most likely hadn't moved al
Andrea's Roommate (Chapter 12)"No, no, there's this awesome Mexican place here, you've seriously never been?" Kate was rambling on and on about this restaurant she knew in the mall, but Andrea wasn't entirely focused. She just nodded and walked next to her friend, her eyes straying all over the mall as she took in the sights. Her breasts were so huge now- at least compared to the rest of her life, where she had never strayed above her modest C-cups. But now... Andrea wasn't stupid, she knew she had put on weight, she could feel it every day, and it's not exactly a shocker to put on a couple pounds when practically all you do is sit at home and eat, but she knew she had to do something. And so, even as Kate grabbed her arm and tugged her towards the flashy, gaudy Mexican restaurant, Andrea internally vowed that today would be the last day she had to buy larger clothes.Andrea's Roommate (Chapter 12)2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Self-restraint is my new middle name!" She thought to herself as their bubbly server directed them to their small booth inside.
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 Taena3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
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