Seastars Shine - Mermaid TransformationSeastars Shine - Mermaid Transformation2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The sea, as anyone will tell you, is a place of mystery. Of change, charm, and challenges. Change: the magnificent way in which the water's workings astound us. Charm: the way the creatures of the deep can make us smile, then lurch back in terror. And Challenge: the difficulty in exploring it all, or even attempting to. To the people of the Candlelit Coast, the seastars were all three. Like a veil of glitter across the ocean water, the seastars were countless lights, shimmering upon the surface, bright enough to rival the stars of the sky. A yearly phenomenon, and to understand it was a Challenge, certainly, and its Charm went without saying.
But, malleable as the ocean is, even its most trusted constants can Change ... And for that, today, the seastars would make all the Change in the world.
The sun's light gleamed against the cove's walls and cliffs. The little nook among the stone was like a private pool to anyone who knew about it, and to anyone who wanted peace from the
Jillisa Mermaid Transformation StoryThe weekend had finely come for Jillisa. It had been a long hard week at the office and she needed a escape for the weekend, so she went to the beach. When she got there she found the beach crowded with people. Turned out that she was not the only one thinking of the beach this fine beautiful day in California. The boardwalk was not so crowded, and long the boardwalk were small shops or vendors with portable stands selling everything from cool pop to trinkets, to jewelry. Bored and disappointed at not finding a good spot in the sand to just lay out and enjoy the sun she browsed along checking out the different sellers, and what they had to offer. Jillisa stood out in the crowd of people walking along the boardwalk. Sure she was attractive with full breast, shapely legs, long brown hair, and soft blue eyes, but what made her stand out was that she was one of those that loved the color pink. It was her favorite color. She wore a 2 piece pink bikini, pink flip flops, and carried a pink puJillisa Mermaid Transformation Story3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Dragon TF-1John was in Wal-Mart getting groceries with his mother. He absolutely hated it. His Mom would pick up two identically priced items and compare them. The red packaged loaf of bread or the white packaged loaf of bread, 2 for $1 or 1 for $.50. It drove him crazy. The only and mean only reason he went at all as because he got some candy from the check-out lane. She paid for one and allowed John to pay for any more. He usually walked away with about 6 king-sized candy bars.Dragon TF-15 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
They eventually got done with shopping and he browsed though the selection. He had his mom pay for a Kit-Kat and bought 2 Twix and a Butterfinger, when he saw the gum. There was Take 5, winter mint, spearmint, ect, even the ones in the can. However he saw a new one. It had a realistic looking dragon blowing fire out of his mouth around the words 'Dragon Breath.' It was an interesting design and he looked it over. It read, "Warning: may temporally cause uncomfortable pain, fiery breath, and increased senses, whatever you
Writing Tips for DummiesWriting Tips for DummiesWriting Tips for Dummies6 years ago in General Non-Fiction More Like This
Listen, I know I'm a half-rated author in training. I'm sixteen, what can you expect? But I've read critiques like this, and I decided to make my own, because many tutorials instructed me to give my own advice in order to take it.
This is probably going to be a fairly short tutorial anyways.
Think about how your character speaks. A problem I've actually seen in some young authors' is that they try to sound smart ALL the time--including in their character dialogue. True, some characters such as professors and generally serious people will speak with a certain intelligent ring, but not everyone speaks that way. For example, do you think MOST four year olds use the word concurred? I don't think so. Think about your character, their intellect level, and even how much of it they show through speech, which is a part of characterization. For example, I know people who are very smart who try not to show it through speech because it makes them sound supe
The Animal I Have BecomeI'm not sure why I'm writing this. I guess it's so I can make sense of what's going on in my life. I don't know what to do, I never asked for this to happen.The Animal I Have Become4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Oh right, I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Rebecca. And you're probably wondering what 'this' is. Let me explain...
It all started a few weeks ago. It started just like any other day. I woke up, had a shower, had some breakfast, got myself ready for college and kissed my mother goodbye. I said hi to some friends whom I pass every day, and waited for the bus to come. When it (eventually) came I got on, showed my college bus pass to the driver and looked for a seat. As I looked a cute looking guy caught my eye. I have never see this guy before. Was he a new guy at the college? I hope so. He looked like he was in his early 20's, with short, slightly scruffy dark brown hair, dark blue glasses and a casual jacket. I looked at him for a while when he looked up and caught my eye. I quickly found a seat on the opposite side of the
TravellersHuman to anthro T-RexTravellers6 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
One night, in the middle of the local forest, four shadows could be seen walking around. They looked vaguely human, but there was something very unnatural about them. No one knew what they were looking for...no one, except one particular person, who happened to be walking in the forest that same night.
The lone human, Peter, was hauling a large backpack full of camping supplies on his back. He had decided to spend the night out in the wild. And the only place around that had any semblance to the wild was the local park. Sometimes the occasional fox or owl could be seen, but the place was not all that special. The human soon reached a clearing, and began to set down, pulling a tent kit from his backpack.
The noises he was making definitely caught the creatures' attention. They silently moved to the spot where the human was setting up his camp, and they all hid behind a bush. They just watched the human, a strange spark of interest shining in their
My Alien Girlfriend (Chapter 1)My Alien Girlfriend (Chapter 1)1 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The rain pounded on my car as I drove up the highway to my college. The sky was cloudy and it was rather chilly. I wanted to get back to the campus soon, or it would be too dark to see where I was driving. It had been a good visit back at mom and dad’s, but they had wanted to visit too long and I’d let time get away from me. It was 9 in the evening…and my housemates would probably be up watching TV or something. I didn’t want them teasing me about returning from home so late…because they’d done that before.
The guys I lived with had long put their family life behind them and very rarely visited their families at home. They often picked on me about visiting my family during certain weekends like this one. Because it was the weekend, I had decided to drive home to visit my mom and dad for a while. Unlike the guys, I missed them and I don’t get to see them very often, especially ever since I started college. They were happy to see me of course,
Echo przeszlosci 10Echo przeszlosci 103 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Czuję się trochę jak na huśtawce.
Jakbym raz był jedną osobą, a za chwilę stawał się drugą.
Wcześniej kierował mną rozum, który odrzuciłem, mówiąc Nivowi wszystko, co leżało mi na wątrobie. No, prawie wszystko.
Gdy go straciłem, moje ciało przejęło serce.
Ale tylko przez chwilę, bo w końcu, co tu dużo mówić, zacząłem myśleć kutasem.
Dzieli mnie to na pół.
Marcin-serce i Marcin-kutas.
Moje serce jest trochę liryczne, w przeciwieństwie do zupełnie nie poetyckiego penisa. I nie ważne, jak głupio to brzmi.
Ta głupia część mojego ciała jest całkiem cierpliwa. Potrzebuje jednak sporo uwagi oraz czułości.
I o dziwo wiele potrafi zrozumieć.
Dobrze wie, że napoiłem Rudego swoimi uczuciami.
Mermaid CostumeMermaid CostumeMermaid Costume4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The sun was midway overhead as a chill wind blew through the trees. The forest was a riot of gold and red as the leaves changed color in preparation for winter. Heavy showers of brightly colored leaves fell from the trees as the wind snatched them from the branches. The air carried the smell of damp and rotting leaves, familiar odors that brought warm fires and hot cider to mind. However, there was something else to it, something undefinable and mysterious, that signaled great changes were about to happen.
Along the main highway, a bright red convertible mustang, with the top up, was traveling by. The visitor was none other than Megan, a now successful businesswoman who worked for a great firm in the great city. The twenty-two year old brunette was known as a determined woman with a knockout figure. She had successfully fended off the advances of her male colleagues, treating them with a slight derision magnified by her contempt for their pathetic advan
6 Ways to Add Mystery to your Story6 Ways to Add Genuine Mystery to your Story – With Reference Material for the Rules of Mystery6 Ways to Add Mystery to your Story5 months ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
One of the most common and most annoying things that I come across, when editing manuscripts, is when there is a vague mention of the protagonist's back-story or mission. I ask the writer why they don't clarify, and they tell me that they wanted to leave a mystery for the audience. This is not mystery, that is leaving the audience in the dark. Today, I want to talk about the difference between this cheap ploy, and creating genuine mystery in your story. But before we begin, let me share the first rule of creating mystery:
The first rule of mystery is that your audience should be able to see everything and have access to ALL of the same information as your POV (point-of-view) character. (AKA the Scooby-Doo Principal)
Method 1: Show mystery by revealing everything, not by concealing it.
The first way that mystery is created is by allowing the POV character to see something that does not f
Transformation Chapter 12"What is taking her so long?" Jackie bitched. She had been standing on the deck of the boat for what seemed like hours. If Bonnie ran into trouble she was supposed to tug on the rope.Transformation Chapter 125 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The mermaid duo was swimming back to toward where the boat was anchored. "Remember what I taught you?" the mermaid asked. Bonnie nodded and gave the rope a huge tug.
The force of the pull on the rope knocked Jackie off balance. "She doesn't have to jerk that hard."She started to pull the rope in.
Bonnie fought against the rope pulling her in. "Maybe if we both gave it our all." she suggested. The mermaid nodded and grabbed the rope. They both tugged as hard as they could.
Jackie was pulled off balance again. She waved her arms frantically in an attempt to keep from falling, but it was no good. She belly flopped into the water.
Bonnie swam right up to Jackie's face. "You've been trying to spoil my fun since the get go. I'm gonna show why the ocean is better than the land." Bonnie took a deep breath. She tr
Lara's Mermaid ExperienceThe waves of the Sea rocked the boat and it gently moved about against the tide. On board was numerous objects and sonar radar which would detect if any other ships or vessels were nearby.Lara's Mermaid Experience2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
A grunting sound was heard and it revealed to belong to a female British Woman who was finishing getting ready as she put on a black skin tight diving suit and zipped the suit up. She was wearing it instead of her usual green shirt and shorts combo outfit as Lara Croft the explorer and archeologist was by herself as she was out here located off the coast of Greece. She was near the location of a rumored ancient city that had been sunk before due to an earthquake long ago. The city had thrived and had established trade and relations with other countries but it had been wiped out when the disaster had struck and it had sunk and fell into the sea None of the inhabitants had survived as the city had sunk and was destroyed claimed by the Ocean.
Amazing, people can build cities to withstand anything
Transformation Chapter 5Bonnie tossed and turned for hours. Her body was tired but her mind was to active to drift off to sleep. After a couple hours, she couldn't take just lying there anymore. She got up and walked to the large window in the living room.Transformation Chapter 55 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The full moon was high in the sky. In the moonlight Bonnie could make out the outline of the waves crashing against the shore. She walked outside and sat on her porch to get a better view.
She wasn't sure how long she listened to the sound of the ocean beating against land. After a while the waves weren't all that she heard.
"Bonnie. Bonnnnnnnnnie." a female voice called.
The voice could barely be heard over the ocean sounds causing Bonnie to have to concentrate to make sure she heard anything at all.
"Bonnie. Come back." the voice called.
"Who's there?" she yelled out into the night.
"Come back. I need you." the voice replied. It sounded like it was coming from the beach.
Bonnie's curiosity got the better of her. She stood up and walked down to the beach.
A Perfect Halloween Costume (tg/tf)James smiled stroking his beard as he looked in his PO box. It had finally arrived! The package was large, and aptly so! It was a commission from the legendary craftswoman Mermaidlover86 on deviantArt. She was a master at crafting mermen/maid tails. James saved up for almost a year with a part time job so that he could afford a commission from her. He saw others, and theirs looked wonderful!A Perfect Halloween Costume (tg/tf)2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The college senior opened the package carefully with his pocketknife to not damage it, and could barely contain his excitement as he looked down on his very own merman tail! He had always loved the ocean and was fascinated by everything in it, including merpeople. He had embarrassing memories of wishing that he could meet a mermaid, and hoped he found one whenever his family went to the beach. Now that he reached his twenties the magic of such things have diminished; however, he could still enjoy such things as much as anyone else has their own guilty pleasures.
This tail was everything he asked fo
Transformation Chapter 8"Hope Bonnie was able to get some rest today." Jackie thought to herself as she knocked on the door.Transformation Chapter 85 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Bonnie was sitting at her computer, but as soon as Jackie knocked, she jumped up and ran to the door.
"Hey feeling any bet...?" Jackie was cut short as Bonnie pulled her inside and closed the door.
"You will not believe the day I've had. Shortly after you left I decided to take a walk on the beach." Bonnie said talking so fast that Jackie couldn't get a word I edge wise. "As I was walking it started to rain. That's when I discovered something your never gonna believe." She took a deep breath.
"What did you find?"
"You wouldn't believe me if I told you. That's why I'm gonna show you instead." She got up and walked toward the bathroom. "Come on."
Jackie sighed and stood up. "Hard telling what she found." she thought to herself. She walked in the bathroom and saw nothing out of the ordinary. "There's nothing here."
"Not yet. Just watch" Bonnie stepped into the bathtub and laid down so her
My life as a teenage mermaid ch2My life as a teenage mermaidMy life as a teenage mermaid ch21 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
By The Shadow Demon
Chapter 2: A mermaid out of water
Ever had one of those days that you should’ve just stayed in bed? Well this was turning into the mother load of bad days, here I was laying on the bathroom with a long hot pink hair and a mermaid tail instead of a pair of legs. I stared at my purple and pink scaled that covered my new tail, I lifted up my tail reflecting it to a god near perfect ninety degree semi circle, there was no way my legs could do that. I lowered my tail back down with question running through my mind, how did I turned into a mermaid? Can I change back? Could I change back? Hearing a knock on the door I quickly freaked out and grabbed a towel just out of habit.
“Bridgette, hurry up your bin in there forever!” my sister Sandra calls out from the other side of the door.
“Yeah okay, I should be out soon!” I call out. I hear my sister mumble something as she walks away, I let out a sigh, I didn’t w
What the Crescent Hides ~ ChangesPart 4: ChangesWhat the Crescent Hides ~ Changes2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The morning began with clattering; an outright symphony of banging and thuds, like the floor to the apartment was some mess of drums. It was Sarah, reaching for her desk as she fell from bed that started it, and it was the sound of that desk, its lamp, and all its knick-knackery tumbling to the floor that followed. The clattering symphony ended with a groan, from the dozy Sarah herself. What’s wrong now? she wondered groggily, as a sickly sensation bubbled in her chest. She’d felt restless and ill all night, and she didn’t think it was due to the siren dreams, which, of course, had been there to haunt her. She felt ill, and now, as she tried to leave bed, she felt dizzy, too. Water, she thought, since her throat was too dry to say it. Water ...
Clambering to her feet, it took Sarah Trent a few minutes to gain her balance, possibly because her legs just ... didn’t seem keen to part from each other. What was tha
The Next Evolution Ch 9Some time passed. Emina and I were adopting a standard mind game of captivity. Where I had discussed state capitols with Nauridia when I was a captive underwater, I was instead quizzing Emina on more basic things, like state's names and highways that passed through which major cities - that was challenging for both of us.The Next Evolution Ch 92 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Greg, I have no idea which interstate road goes through Minneapolis, I'm sorry."
"Interstates 35W, 94, and 394. If you include the metro area, add in 35, 35E, 494 and 694," I replied. "You've been to my place, haven't you?"
"I guess I don't look for interstate highways all that much. Can we talk about ocean currents instead?"
"See, you've got me on that one, Emina. I don't know anything about ocean currents, other than I've ridden one once and must've had a wedgie for a week afterwards."
"It's not so bad if you don't have a butt crack," Emina replied with a smirk. "Though I'm guessing you'd rather not talk about that?"
"Not really," I confessed. "Not without
Zara's TaleZara's Tale4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
A July morning at a small size city at the central states, the alarm clock went on at seven A.M. as every morning at the apartment. Quickly, a hand flashed from inside the covers and turned it off. Seconds later, a blond head rose from the bed while stretching and yawning. The twenty-two year old blond young woman, still half asleep, scratched her belly as she turned to the sides.
The woman had waist long blond hair and blue eyes. Finally she located her bunny slippers with her feet and jumped out of bed. As she walked toward the bathroom, she activated the answering machine and started listening to the recorded messages.
"Hello Jill!" A woman voice was heard on the answering machine "I just heard about you and Mike broke up last night. I feel bad for that bye."
"Hey Jill" A second woman voice was heard on the tape "Called to tell you I'm happy you get rid of that good-for-nothing! Some nerve that creep has to be flirting with another woman in front of yo
Maria and John: A Mermaid TransformationMaria and John: A Mermaid Transformation2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Maria’s long brown hair was blown across her face by the wind. By the cool sea breeze.
She didn’t bother brushing it aside.
No, she had far too much on her mind. Too much, and so she had thought the beach would be a quiet, calming place to be. But if the shouting, screaming, laughing voices of the beach-goers were any indication, she was wrong. She thought the voices were as irritating as the cold gale. Why are there people here at all, on a day as windy as this? Just because summer was on its way didn’t mean people had to be down on the beach, rain or shine.
She walked across the sand, tugging her orange jacket tight around her. She didn’t plan to go swimming. Not today.
I wonder how I did. The last of her exams were done, and she would receive her results soon. Why can’t I stop thinking about them? It’s a good thing I’ll get them soon – the suspense would kill me over summer – but . . . what if I failed? What if I
The Next Evolution Ch 3The following morning, Megan woke late to find Zeus had pushed nearly everything off of her night stand. Only the alarm clock and a glass of water was left undisturbed, displaying the correct time at 9:50 AM.The Next Evolution Ch 32 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
When she looked around again, she saw Zeus sitting at the ready, giving her a glare that clearly said "I'm hungry."
"You silly cat..." Megan muttered as she pushed aside the covers and kicked the ground clear before standing up. "What am I going to do with you?"
The cat meowed slightly before jumping off the bed and running towards the kitchen.
After breakfast and ensuring that her room was back in order, Megan brushed out her hair and prepared for her usual morning shower, stopping herself momentarily before climbing into the tub. She put her hand to her forehead.
"That pink streak stands out... nicely, I must say," she said, admiring it for the first time since the day it appeared. "Guess there's no getting around it..."
She put the down the brush a
The Unicorn QueenThe Unicorn Queen10 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
Cinthia was walking through the woods while on vacation in Scotland. Her short black hair barely tickled her shoulders, swishing back and forth as she walked. Her hazel eyes gazed at just about everything in her surroundings, snapping a picture every couple minutes. She had a somewhat delicate frame that fit perfectly into the light blue T-shirt and tan cargo shorts she wore that day. Her black and white tennis shoes crunched on the gravel and dirt of the remote paths as she stared up toward the treetops in awe.
"This place is so beautiful. I wish I didn't have to leave in two days," she muttered to herself.
"I know the saying, it's just kind of hard to believe something like this can be real," Cinthia replied, "Why can't you talk?"
"Oh, I see," She stated, still a bit mesmerized by what she was seeing, "You said you had a proposition for me?"
"So I'm being chosen?" she exclaimed, "How will this even work?"
Gergamol stated as his horn shined brightly. Cinthia averted her eyes until the
CopenhagenLet’s meet again in an alternate universeCopenhagen2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
where your eyes are brown and I dyed my hair black
because I hated being a natural blue.
I’ll teach you to play guitar
and you’ll show me how to fly,
scholars caught in an intellectual love affair,
a tandem bike going nowhere.
I’ll know you by the gentleness
of your fingertips and you’ll need
no identifier but the slant of my handwriting,
because, world to world, some things don’t change.
Writing Transformation StoriesMy background: I've been writing F&SF stories since around high school, and probably more often than not, they've involved some kind of transformation. I've got two novels out now on Amazon and I'm involved in a couple of writing Web sites and a mailing list called TSA-Talk.Writing Transformation Stories2 years ago in Editorial More Like This
I find the topic interesting because it's a versatile story element. It can be used for humor, horror, mystery, or other kinds of stories. It's central to science fiction and fantasy. In those genres, something major has changed in the world. In a TF story it's YOU that's changing. It's more personal, and that personal aspect lets you do things with a story that are emotional and give a character a strong motivation.
EXERCISE: Pick a setting, any setting, and a type of transformation. Maybe also a specific type of character. Work out the gist of a story. The example I had in mind: "The Wild West" + "The Sheriff" + "Werewolf". What my audience came up with was much stranger: "Medieval Fantasy" + "Steampunk Mechanica