Sasha's Spa TreatmentThe automatic doors making up the entrance of Shirley's Toon Spa glided open as Sasha approached them. The trip from Toonville to Flat Ridge had been quite a lengthy one, and although this spa apparently had a stellar reputation, she hadn't really planned to come and try it out until she'd gotten that gift certificate for it in the mail.
Sasha was a human girl, almost twenty years of age, with two pink ponytails on either side of her head, an above-average breast size, and white-and-blue clothing that somehow passed for a schoolgirl outfit. Below her blue skirt she wore striped pink-and-white stockings and red shoes.
In front of her, a white anthro lioness stood behind the counter. The two of them made eye contact as Sasha approached.
"Welcome to Shirley's Toon Spa. My name is Alicia. Will this be appointment or walk-in?"
"Uh... walk-in, I guess. I have a gift certificate."
Sasha took the gift certificate out of her pocket and set it on the counter. Alicia examined it, then care
Pool Party -Trade-The pool party was that afternoon, and Lizzie and Abbe still hadn't been able to secure a good pool toy for the occasion. Every toy was too expensive, or too ugly, or too... well, Abbe seemed to be a bit picky when it came to pool toys.Pool Party -Trade-2 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
"Stop stalling, Abbe!" Lizzie moped as the two of them scanned the shelves of one last sporting goods store. "Let's just pick one and get it over with!"
"It's the middle of summer, Lizzie," the blue wolf reminded her twin sister. "If it were good someone would've bought it by now. You were the one who thought it could wait until the last minute."
"Well, if all else fails..."
"We've been over this already. Big, round balloons don't make good pool toys. Besides, the last time we tried it I kept tipping upside-down and getting water up my nose."
Abbe turned around to scour the shelves again... and caught sight of something behind all the inflatables she'd deemed too ugly. Rushing in, she dug through and uncovered i
Nothing Flat -Trade-It was getting dark, and Brian was lost.Nothing Flat -Trade-2 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
The silver panther had only intended to run down to the grocery store for a few things, but on the way there he'd taken a wrong turn and wound up who-knows-where. How he'd even done that, considering the grocery store was just down the street from his home and practically unmissable, was a mystery.
Still, here he was. He'd decided to take a shortcut down an alley, wondering if he'd see his home again before tomorrow morning.
Brian looked up. A female cheetah, bright yellow with black spots, was leaning against the wall nearby with folded arms. She was buxom and quite attractive, with brown eyes, and wore a magenta latex bodysuit with no apparent way to remove, plus a decorative orange ribbon of questionable origin around the end of her tail. A close examination of her forehead (if one could manage to look there) would reveal two spots in the shape of a question mark.
"Psst," she said again. "I'm
At the Laundromat -Kane-Let's see... the last day of the month is next Thursday, so that would give me time to...At the Laundromat -Kane-4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
It wasn't a particularly busy day at the White Devil Laundromat. Kane himself didn't have any laundry to wash; he'd just come in because he needed a place to sit and think.
He glanced over the laundry pressers, each one as large as a twin-sized bed. He was always rather apprehensive about those things, for reasons that should be easy to guess for those familiar with him and the sort of situations he got into on a regular basis.
Wait... one of the pressers was closed, and unattended. That didn't make sense; they were always supposed to be left open when not in use, and they didn't run for long enough that anybody would have a reason to leave them unattended.
Curious, Kane opted to investigate. He walked up to the closed presser and heaved it open to see what if anything had been left inside it.
What greeted him was the face of a familiar red robin,
Laundry Day"Just about finished" Jasmine stated as she sighed happily to herself. It had taken her all day long, but she had managed to clean the entire home up, sure she was just staying there, but it certainly felt great. She then glanced at the pile of clothes infront of her "All thats left is to wash these clothes and I'll be finished."Laundry Day2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
As she bent over to pick up the clothes, she heard the sound of someone fumbling with the front door. Smiling to herself, she figured it was Jennifer, and began to make her way over, forgetting the clothes for now.
However as Jasmine got closer to the door, she noticed a bit of an odor. The odor was quite strong, but it didn't deter her as she opened the door.
"Hahahah, t-thanks Jasmine, I was uh, having trouble with the door again." Replied the woman who stood on the other end of the door. It was Jennifer, a 6 ft 2 inch tall muscular woman, with long green hair. However she also was covered in sweat, and was clearly the where the odor was coming from.
Ashley Does LaundryAshley Does Laundry3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
It was laundry day. Down in the basement, an orange teenaged cat stood in front of the washing machine, looking down into a basket of dirty clothes. She grinned as she took each article of clothing out of the basket, inspected them, and tossed them into the washing machine.
Behind her, someone lurked. Just behind a stack of boxes of forgotten Christmas decorations and old baby books and photo albums, a small red cat peered towards the orange cat. Slowly, and quietly, the red cat crept out from behind the boxes, getting into the right position to pounce. Then, with all the grace and speed of a cat, he launched himself towards the teenager, landing on her shoulders and cupping his paws over her eyes.
"Guess who!" He challenged her, playfully.
The teenage cat continued to smile. "Let's see, could it be my little brother, Adam?"
"You got it!" He shouted, jumping down onto the floor.
The young cat was about a third of the larger cat's size. It was hard to tell that they're related, with one
A Nighttime Prank -Kane-It was the dead of night, and Indigo was sound asleep, not suspecting a thing.A Nighttime Prank -Kane-4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Outside, a ladder gently settled against the wall underneath her very open window, and the silhouette of Kane scaled it by the light of a single burning candle. Said candle was one of the transformative incensed ones he'd received from Maki and Suki the other day, so it kept him in the form of a life-size plush toy as he went.
It hadn't immediately occurred to him, but being a living plush doll made Kane the ultimate stealth artist. Because his fabric-and-stuffing body was so light, his footsteps made practically no noise. The absence of voice or breath didn't hurt, either.
Kane stepped into Indigo's room and gently placed the candle-holder down on her dresser. The flickering light did little to illuminate the room, but he could see Indigo's face easily.
Within minutes, the candle worked its magic and transformed Indigo's body into a plushy state si
Laundry Wringer -Kane-Wow. So Indigo really DID get one of these things.Laundry Wringer -Kane-4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
In Indigo's front yard, Kane inspected the electric laundry wringer that had been installed the day before. He ran his right hand over one of the two spotless metallic rollers the wringer's body contained.
Doesn't turn? ...Ah, of course. They're hooked to a motor.
Kane's attention fell quickly to the control switch on the side of the wringer, which was currently resting in the middle of three possible positions. The area just above the switch was marked with the word "OFF", with two arrows pointing to the left and right.
The wolf experimentally flicked the switch to the left with his other hand, and the wringer hummed to life. The top roller turned clockwise, the bottom roller anticlockwise, guaranteed to wring anything that passed between them.
Unfortunately, Kane hadn't thought to take his hand off the rollers first.
The sudden feeling of extreme pressure
The Pool Toy Factory Tour.The Pool Toy Factory TourThe Pool Toy Factory Tour.5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
A local Pool Toy factory was hosting tours for little kids to see how pool toys were made just to get them curious. A factory worker came out in his white coat and goggles standing in front of the entrance looking for a school bus to escort the young kids into the factory. He sighed at how boring it was and whispered. "Goddamn I'm bored! When are they coming any way?" He stayed there as another employee came as he told him "Why are you out here their not coming until 10 0'clock." His jaw dropped as he slopped over and walked back in depressed.
Soon a yellow school bus was coming down the road as a luxurious sports car was speeding by the bus as the kids were amazed at the sight of the car. Inside a long blonde hair women with huge breast wearing a corset and purple jacket was pissed as all hell as she sped up faster on the road. In her thoughts she was mad at the prize of a tournament she won. She fought against
Hand Towel -Kane-Kane opened his eyes slowly as the chloroform wore off. The sight of a familiar ceiling greeted him, as did a familiar coldness against his back. He was on the operating table of Indigo's workroom.Hand Towel -Kane-4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Ah great. Figures.
"Hi, Kane! Coming around?"
Indigo peered over Kane's head. He tried to get up, but she pushed him back down.
"Now just relax. I'll try to do this quickly."
Great. The rolling pin again. Indigo brandished that instrument of torture in her hands, then applied it to Kane's legs, flattening them out gently.
"Say, Kane, do you know another gray wolf by the name of Tech? I ran into him in the park yesterday and thought he was you."
"...No, I've never heard of him."
Kane went for the Micro Spray in his pocket, but it wasn't there. He could do little but lay helpless as Indigo then moved the rolling pin upwards and squished down his upper body, rendering him complet
Payback Time -Kane-Heh... Indigo will never know what hit her.Payback Time -Kane-4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
After a recent incident where Indigo had crushed him flat and made him into a sunshade for her car's windshield, Kane had finally decided to draw the line. He'd spent the past month planning his revenge against her, and now it was time.
Kane had enlisted Red's help in giving Indigo what she deserved; the robin had agreed to help largely because the plan would involve a bit of physical compression on her part, if you get my drift. Now the wolf and robin stood together at Indigo's doorstep. Red rang the front doorbell while Kane slipped around back.
A moment later, Indigo opened the door. "Oh, hi, Red. What brings you here? ...Wait, I can guess. You want me to..."
"Yep. I got a little bored, so I thought I'd come down early this week. Say, what have you been working on recently?"
"I've been crafting some new molds for the furnace.
The Bathtub -Kane-"You're sure about this, Red?"The Bathtub -Kane-4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Kane eyed his robin friend with a visible air of nervousness. The two of them were standing in the bathroom together, in front of an empty bathtub that had the plug in. A series of air vents lined the wall above the tub, currently off and controlled by a dial on the wall.
"You enjoyed the sauna, didn't you, Kane? Work your way up. Before you know it you'll be going under Indigo's rolling pin with a smile on your face!"
"...I doubt that, but okay."
The wolf climbed into the bathtub, and Red grasped the dial and turned it up. The vents began to bathe Kane in hot air.
Red kept her hand on the dial as she watched Kane relax in the warmth. Slowly she began to crank it further, increasing the heat.
"I'll be safe, right? You won't pull the plug or anything?"
"Don't be ridiculous! Nothing's going to happen to you or my name's not Red!"
Needless to say, once the
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The Laundromat ($24.99, 1h) - An old classic! After a preliminary flattening, you will be machine-washed, wrung out, dried on a clothesline, ironed, and folded neatly in a laundry basket. This treatment is great for large grou
A New Attitude -Kane-Somewhere in the back of his mind, Kane couldn't believe he was doing this.A New Attitude -Kane-4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Over the past week, Kane and Red had chatted quite a bit. Somehow, she'd convinced him that he'd enjoy getting squished flat if he just approached it in the right frame of mind. She'd even flattened him a few times herself and he'd gotten to the point where he didn't mind it.
Deep breaths... in... out... in... out. This won't be so bad.
Now, Kane stood in front of Indigo's house. He walked up to it and rang the doorbell. A moment later, she answered.
"Oh! Hello, Kane! What brings you here?"
"Indigo... I've been talking with Red, and... I think she's gotten me to understand a few things..."
Kane was still nervous. Finally he stood firm.
"Indigo, I'm not afraid anymore. Flatten me."
"Flatten me. I can take it. I don't want to run away from you anymore."
Indigo was too surprised t
The Paladin Costume -Kane-Indigo wasn't actually that bad a person. She was just a little eccentric.The Paladin Costume -Kane-4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
If asked to describe herself, Indigo would say she was mainly into arts and crafts, which was true. She especially liked making things with her own hands, and enjoyed the making significantly more than the having. There was nothing wrong with having a hobby of that nature... as long as you never asked her what her preferred construction materials were.
The renaissance faire was right around the corner. Indigo had chosen to dress up as a paladin for the event, and put her hobbies to use by making her own costume.
It was now the day before the faire, and Indigo's paladin outfit was almost complete. She phoned Kane and asked him to help her put the finishing touches on it; he agreed only because she promised not to flatten him as part of it.
When Kane arrived at Indigo's door, he was greeted with the sight of a fully costumed Indigo. Her paladin's ga
Trust Machines - William and StellaTrust Machines - William and StellaTrust Machines - William and Stella2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
It was a quiet and entirely typical evening. William was finished with the paper, except for his favourite bit - the Sudoku puzzle. It was Friday night, which meant the one of the harder ones.
He'd just gotten the first couple of squares settled when something on his wife's TV show caught his attention. "What did they just say?"
Stella muted her show, then smiled sweetly at her husband. "What, you're finally taking an interest in reality shows?"
"When they suggest something as improbable as turning someone into a dress, I do."
Stella laughed. "You really haven't been paying much attention to what's popular, have you?"
William snorted. "You know I don't. Can't be bothered. Why?"
"Come here and watch."
With a sigh, William heaved himself out of his comfy chair, and then plopped down on the old couch beside his wife. He gave her a quick hug and a peck on t
Beauty's Bottle -Toon-It was a calm afternoon, and our favorite feline mechanic, Beauty, had no jobs that day. With nothing better to do, she had decided to drink the day away while lounging in her workshop.Beauty's Bottle -Toon-2 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Of course, Beauty being Beauty, her beverage of choice was whole milk.
The recycling bin just outside the room was already half full of empty glass bottles, each with MILK printed on the side and a capacity of about two liters. Having finished off yet another bottle, Beauty opened the door and gently placed the empty bottle on top of the stack.
She didn't notice a mouse slipping into the room before she closed the door.
This particular mouse was rather irritated at the cat for a rather extensive degree of harassment the day before, and was now out for revenge. It hid under a workbench, armed with a rather sharp toothpick.
Beauty lay down on the floor again and quaffed the bottle's entire contents in one gulp.
Inspecting the bottle, she noted that a few drops of milk were clinging to th
Trash Compactor -Kane-"Alright, Indigo-- what was it you wanted me to come over to see?"Trash Compactor -Kane-4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Kane had very reluctantly accepted an invitation from Indigo to come over to her house to see something. He didn't want to, but his friends had convinced him it'd be rather impolite to turn her down.
Indigo led Kane into her kitchen, where a tall, metallic cabinet-like thing stood against the wall. She opened it up, revealing an inner chamber protected by glass. A piston dominated the ceiling of the chamber, and shortly below it a hatch was built into the glass.
"...What exactly IS that?"
"It's a trash compactor. I just had it installed, and I'm about to try it out for the first time."
Kane didn't like where this appeared to be headed, but he breathed a small sigh of relief when Indigo left and returned with a bag full of trash. She opened a hatch at the top of the compactor's enclosure and poured the bag's contents in.
"Alright, Kane. Here goes nothing!"
Trust Machines - Mail OrderTrust Machines - Mail OrderTrust Machines - Mail Order2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Imagine, if you will, a large leather-bound portfolio. Inside it, carefully inserted into protective sleeves, are picture after picture of foreign women on heavy, glossy photo-stock. Some cute, some posed sexily, some barely smiling. Each picture represents a real girl, in the most literal of senses. They were turned into pictures of themselves for a year or more by a Venn Machine, and mailed to another country to find husbands.
After paging through the portfolio for a while, a question preyed on my mind. “What’s it like to be a picture like this for months?”
The middle-aged woman who was minding the store smiled as she answered. “A lot of people ask that. Our agency makes every employee spend a week in the catalog when they start, so we all know what it feels like. I can arrange for a first-hand experience, if you’d like. There’s a reason we set up shop close to Venn M
'Til We Get It Right'Til We Get It Right'Til We Get It Right1 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Lynda’s father met Milo at the door. “She’s almost ready. Something about arguing with her dress.” He shook his head amusedly.
Milo waited just inside the door, and his face lit up in a smile as Lynda came down the steps in a flowing purple dress that covered her from neck to ankles. It clung to her arms and torso tightly, showing her slim figure off beautifully. Then she saw Milo, and she smiled at him radiantly.
Lynda’s father smiled as well. “Much more appropriate. So what are you two planning tonight?”
Milo’s mouth opened, but he couldn’t come up with anything. Lynda rescued him by claiming that they were going to see a movie.
“Which one?” asked her father, watching Milo intently.
As Lynda pulled Milo out the door she waved a hand airily. “Oh the same as last night. I didn’t get to see much of it.” Milo and her father sputtered in almost exactly the same way until Lyn
The Magician's Act: Part 1"Sir, it's time for your third show for today," a crew member said, nervously, as he stared at someone.... Or something, to be more precise, for no one was there, except for a set of clothes that was floating. A sigh from nowhere was made, and the set of clothes started to move.The Magician's Act: Part 15 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Okay, just wait," a voice said, coming from the clothes' direction. The clothes placed a mask above, and stated, "Showtime, girls."
The clothes picked up a top hat, and pulled out two girls out of it.
"Wow, Mr. Magician, this is an awesome hat!" one of the girls said, looking at him with excitement. She had pink hair that was tied in two pigtails, and wore a midriff-exposing top with short shorts. The other girl had long, brown, straight hair, a modest white shirt and brown skirt, and wore glasses over her green eyes. They both stared at the clothes, who was apparently named "Mr. Magician".
"It is, isn't it?" Mr. Magician said, with a sense of pride in his voice. His mask had changed to have a smile to accommo
The StorehouseThe cat burglar gripped the outcropping with her thighs as she worked on the high window. She really had to lean on her knife to get through all the old caulk and grout. This old thing must not have been opened in the last 60 years or so.The Storehouse3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
As soon as she got through the nasty crust of junk, she got out her lock picks from a pouch on her belt and went to work on the lock. This part was easier. She knew all the tricks for opening old locks, and opening a lock forty feet above the sidewalk just made it more fun. Fifteen seconds of work got the lock open, and then she slowly pried open the window and slipped inside. The window was narrow and didn't open very far, but she was easily slender enough to make it through. She wouldn't have made a very good cat burglar otherwise.
She clung to the rafters and looked out over the massive storehouse, row after row of shelves as far as the eye could see. The place was much bigger than it looked from the outside. It didn't take up too much of the stree
Early Bedtime"Sophie, which color do you like better?"Early Bedtime2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Sophie turned. Denice stood before her, dangling a pair of color swatches, one burgundy and the other mahogany. On seeing her friend's attention return, she held the two swatches up to the couch she was looking at, hoping to get some kind of reaction.
"I-I don't know, Denice," Sophie responded, biting the tip of her thumb. "They both look good, I think..."
Denice sighed. "Sophie, I brought you along to help get some furniture for my new apartment because I expected you to contribute a little bit."
Other consumers poked by as they talked, browsing the massive selection. The two girls were standing in the miles-long showroom of one of the largest furniture stores in the country. They manufactured, distributed, and sold from the same location - people came halfway across the state for the incredible selection and warehouse pricing, and that went for Denice as well.
Sophie, on the other hand, felt useless here. She didn't know anything about design
Girls CubedHolly walked into the garage and was curious as she saw her friend Danielle signing a piece of paper and handing it back to a delivery man, who proceeded back to his truck. Next to them was a large machine with two wide openings and a control panel on its side. Holly had no idea what the machine’s function was. She walked toward Danielle, pondering various possibilities during the short walk.Girls Cubed5 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
“Hey Danielle.” Holly said, “What is this?” she asked, pointing at the large device.
“Hi, Holly. It’s a goo shaper. When you put in some goo, or a goo girl, it can morph the girl into many shapes and keep them like that for a while with a special freezing mixture.” Danielle explained.
“Oh, alright.” Holly said, lost in thought as she looked at the machine. She was now able to distinguish the entrance and exit to the machine. The hole where goo was supposed to go in was only three feet wide, but the end where shapes would come out was abou
A Stay Overseas -Kane-(Note: Dialogue in  brackets is not actually in English.)A Stay Overseas -Kane-4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
The sun was setting on the Orient. A young, female red panda, 10 or 12 maybe, was in the middle of collecting seashells on the beach. She was dressed in traditional Chinese garb, colored red and white.
She noticed something glistening in the sand. The red panda got closer and dug it up; it was a large corked bottle, with some sort of gray cloth all rolled up inside it.
[Oh, how wonderful! Maybe it's a treasure map! I've got to show my sister this!]
The red panda rushed home immediately with the seashells and the bottle in tow. She more or less banged open the door, startling her older sister who was right in the middle of doing the laundry. Said older sister was also a red panda, around 16 or 17; she was dressed similarly to her younger sister, but her clothes were blue and white instead of red and white.
"[Suki!]" the elder pan