The Honey Vessel 1The Honey Vessel 1The Honey Vessel 14 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Male Weight Gain, Belly Stuffing, Force Feeding
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He awoke in a daze not knowing where he was. His brown eyes opened slowly to see amber all around him and his nose caught an intoxicating sweet scent.
"Hmm Where am I ?" he asked himself.
But then he was able to find his surroundings a bit familiar. Though not the same one, it would seem he had been taken to a Combee nest. He was once inside a different one at the beginning of his journey through Sinnoh when he helped Cheryl find the enchanted honey.
"How in the world did I get here ?"
The raven-haired boy attempted to move his arms and legs when he noticed he was stuck. He got a better look at what was keeping him from moving and gasped. A thick, waxy substance had his arms and legs essentially glued on to the wall of the hive. It covered his legs up to the knees while it covered his arms up to the elbows. His fee
The Honey Vessel 2The Honey Vessel 2The Honey Vessel 24 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Male Weight Gain, Belly Stuffing, Force Feeding
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A Combee nest was always a sight to behold. They were tall, beautiful amber structures that shimmered in gold. Though they looked indestructible, years can take their toll and the amber eventually starts to break down. This was the current situation of this particular Combee nest.
The queen of the hive, Vespiquen, took charge of the situation and had ordered her subjects to find a new location to live and begin building a fresh hive from the bottom up. It was looking really good so far and it would be livable within a few more weeks. Of course, this brought about the problem of what to do with their stored honey in the old hive.
Combee and Vespiquen have a somewhat dark ritual that they perform to move their sweet honey that few know about. That's because it is an extremely rare occasion that doesn't happen that often. Vespiquen orders Combee
Banana Ice Cream CH 3"Wh-what are you talking about? Len he doesn't he couldn't "Banana Ice Cream CH 34 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Face the facts, Kaito. Why do you think his unconscious self keeps calling you 'Kaito-kun'? Does he use that honorific on Gakupo, too?"
"N-no, but I mean, how do you know? Has he ever told you that?" Kaito struggled to counter.
"No " Rin admitted. "But it's pretty obvious. It's always Kaito this and Kaito that. And now this "
Kaito sighed, accepting the facts. "Why are you telling me this anyway?" he asked, knowing perfectly well why she had told him.
Rin sighed as well. Kaito was being so slow. "That's why we keep apologizing. Because we know that you feel the same way about him."
"I-I do not!" Kaito objected.
Rin didn't reply, and Kaito imagined her rolling her eyes.
"O-okay, well maybe I do if only a little " Kaito mumbled.
"I'm coming home." Rin said, changing the subject, much to Kaito's relief. "Gumi and I are getting on a plane in a few hours, so we should be hom
Banana Ice Cream CH 2"K-Kaito? " Len asked after the blue haired boy had left for the kitchen. "Where where are "Banana Ice Cream CH 24 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"It's fine." Gakupo reassured. "He'll be back in a few minutes."
Len stiffened, finally cracking open an eye, albeit one clouded and unfocused. "You promise? "
Gakupo couldn't help but chuckle at how clingy and restless Len had become during his illness. "Yes, I promise."
"G-good." Len managed to spout through another bout of coughs.
"Water?" Gakupo offered, holding out the bottle he'd brought with him.
Len opened his other eye and struggled to focus on the bottle, but to no avail. "Y-yes please." He said after a few moments.
Gakupo handed him the bottle with another small chuckle. "No need to be so formal."
"Sorry " Len murmured, struggling with the bottle for several moments before laying it down next to him on the bed to cough some more.
Gakupo lifted the bottle. "Here. Let me." He said, opening it and holding it to Len's lips. When the boy had taken a few sma
Jack x Michael WGI hate discos.Jack x Michael WG5 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I hate everything about 'em the flashing lights, the mindless 'meeting sprees' and the crap music.
I don't know what I'm doing here. I could be at home, doing nothing.
This dark room is so crowded; it's hot and sweaty. I can't breathe. Maybe if I was with someone I wouldn't feel so irritated. Maybe if I wasn't huddled over my phone, seated at the smallest table at the back of the club and instead had joined my friends on the dance floor I might be enjoying myself more. Though they look like retards, the lot of 'em.
I hate this song. I've hated every song so far. Instinctively, I bring my ipod to the highest possible volume but not even A Toute Le Monde can block out the ridiculous repetitive electric beats.
And I can't go home either. Fucking Richard's Dad is picking us up at twelve and they don't actually let anyone out until they're assured their lift is at the door. This is a shit club.
"I'm debating murdering you in my sleep with a machete," I inform Tony, as
Time To QuitTime To QuitTime To Quit4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
When Francis later considered everything that happened, he realized that most of what happened with his lover started with him. If he hadn't been so adamant and stubborn, nothing would have changed. Or at least not changed so ridiculously drastically. Still, even considering that, he couldn't regret what had gone on, or the results of it. It all started on New Years day...
"I want you to stop smoking."
Francis was wearing an apron as he prepared some cookies for his business. His arms crossed over his chest as he looked over at his lover, Dean, who was sitting on the couch. He was an attractive guy, and Francis was glad he had gotten such a catch. Tall, thin, and tan with shaggy blond hair and clear blue eyes, he had the type of face people would kill for. They didn't match very well at all, because Francis was the exact opposite. He was average-height, wore glasses over his dark hazel eyes, with short brown hair and pale skin. Yet somehow being complete opposites worked f
UntitledWarning: Contains male weight gain (kinda) and some boy on boy action. It may also require some suspension of disbelief.Untitled5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
There's a moment when you know. There's that one moment of realization, that sharp sudden jolt of reality. Dustin couldn't believe how long it had taken for that moment to come, because now that he had realized, now that he knew, he couldn't believe he had ever missed it.
For Dustin, the moment hadn't come during his first semester of college, though that was when it had all began. It hadn't come the second either. The moment hadn't come at all until now, as he stood frozen in a stall of the deserted men's bathroom, staring, half horrified half transfixed. The moment hadn't come during one of those long evenings in the cafeteria, nor during one of those hot showers in the community bathroom. It hadn't come when his abs faded. It hadn't come when he'd outgrown the first pair of jeans, or the second, or even the third. It hadn't come when
Feeding RomanFeeding Roman8 years ago in Erotic More Like This
There he was again, Devan's RA at the dormitory that year, strolling lazily down the hall. It was the night of the third day of classes and everyone had pretty much begun to settle into what would become their routines for the next few months.
As for his RA, he seemed like a decent guy. He was friendly and had a good sense of humor. He seemed a tad jaded in his views of humanity, but not enough to be irritating. It lent to his personality the perfect amount of humorous sarcasm and wit. Devan could tell he was smart, but probably not extremely so in the book sense. From the little chances he had to converse with him, he seemed to be very cunning and witty. He also had the room across the hall, and Devan had been dreading coming back to school that semester to find the RA would be some tight ass who hated loud music and any form of social interaction.
Luckily, he got Roman. He wasn't a bad looking guy either. He had light brown hair that was borderline dusty blonde, medium-length that fe
You Must Be This Size To Be A Woman.Note: This has been update to address the thoughtful comments left on the original rant.You Must Be This Size To Be A Woman.2 years ago in Editorial More Like This
"She looks well fed," "Nice thighs," "She needs a sandwich." "A real woman, not like those skin and bone types," "EWWW." "I wish they would stop giving DD to these skinny women."
On comments for artistic nudes:
1) Artistic Models are not High Fashion Models.
Yes, anorexia, bulimia, and body dysmorphia disorders are real issues often seen in fashion modeling, but most of the art models you see around DA are just regular people who agree to model for their photographer friend. Anorexia, bulimia, and body dysmorphia disorders are not inherently visible diseases. People with all body types experience these horrible disorders.
An explanation given for these comments is often, “I’m just trying to help,” but think about this: Most people know a naturally thin but healthy person. (For me, that’s my sister.) Imagine you are that person, and you are c
The Ultimate Furry HandbookThe Ultimate Furry HandbookThe Ultimate Furry Handbook4 years ago in Editorial More Like This
Section 1: So You Wanna Go Furry?
Do you have a face full of pimples, hidden coyly behind oceans upon oceans of rippling rolls of fat? Are you scrawny and malnourished-looking? Perfectly normal looking but have the social comprehension of a fridge? Have an exceptionally unhealthy work/life balance?
There's hope for you yet.
On the internet, you can be whoever you want to be, and sometimes you just want to be a hilariously endowed, sexually ambiguous black-and-red wolf named "Raven Bloodmoon".
Section 2: What Does Your Fursona Say About You?
I am completely unimaginative. I decided that a cat represents me because one day I looked over and saw my cat laying around and thought: "Man, that cat has a good life. All he does is eat and sleep and get cuddles and look adorable while doing it." And then I was like, "Wait a minute, all I do is eat and sleep and wish I could get cuddles".
I'm not afraid pt 2Russia woke up in tears, he glanced over at his large grandfather clock, it read, 3:00.I'm not afraid pt 23 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
He sniffled and buried his head into his pillow and began to cry; he had been haunted by the same dream, the one where he has killed all the nations and bathed in their blood.
He trembled as he glanced nervously around his room, it was dark, to dark, someone must've came into his room and turned off his lamp after he fell asleep. He hiccupped and cried quietly "I h-hate m-my nightmares! I h-hate the dark!" he sobbed as he nuzzled his pillow.
His door creaked open and he froze, cold sweat running down his face, he braced himself for anything that was to come, instead he heard a soft meow and something furry brush against him.
It was his cat Anya, she had leapt onto his bed to comfort him, she curled up next to his scarred neck and kissed him.
Russia sniffled and one last time and cuddled the large Siberian Forest cat till he fell asleep.
It was now 5 in the morning and Russia dragged himself out of h
How They Met...OneshotHow They Met...Oneshot3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
At the Slifer common rooms a large group of boys are discussing the subject of duel monsters which quickly gets off-topic.
"Obelisk. Hands down."
"Really I would have thought Ra...out of the three his the most powerful isn't he?"
"No pipsqueak, it's obviously Obelisk." Chazz replied again. He crossed his arms not caring if he was creasing his black jacket.
Syrus frowned then turned too the boy in red sitting on the couch behind him. "What do you think Jay?"
Jaden not at first paying attention, looked down to Syrus on the floor. "What do I what?"
"God cards, which is most powerful?"
His eyebrows furrowed. "Hmm...I would defently say...Slifer!" He ended with his cheesy grin. Syrus teardropped.
"I guessed you would Jay!"
"Duh, shrimp, anyone would have guessed that." Chazz butted in.
"Hmm...his best friend would have known..." Hassleberry remarked sounding proud. Syrus frowned at him, Zane silently watching this decided to intervene before they both faught for the title o
He knows it for sure ... *spain x reader*It's been long time since you've had a serious talk with Antonio. For what reason? You don't desire to hinder yourself with the memories. You can't even remember the last time you gave him a genuine smile, and not a sarcastic one; you just gave him all the fakes and hid your true feelings inside.He knows it for sure ... *spain x reader*2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Does he know?
Of course Antonio knows. He's often seen as an optimistic soul, who can't read the atmosphere, but he can definitely feel it.
He can also sense, when you smile so beautifully to others but not to him, that something is wrong. When he talks to you, you reply in a sarcastic, sour way. He knows that something is very wrong. He knows why you act in such a way. It was his own fault, he can admit to himself. Francis and Gilbert, his two best friends, know why as well.
It was something to do with the past you two shared.
You two were best friends since you-dont-know-when, but it was shattered into miniscule shards when this girl came in to your lives and ruined what you
Feathers for Falkner- chapter 68Feathers for Falkner- chapter 683 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I stumbled home about six in the morning, after a night of miserable fighting and dead bloody bodies and radio waves scorching the minds of wild pokemon across the city. I was exhausted; I was bruised and bloodybe it mine or someone else's bloodand my poor birds were completely knocked out. I had just dropped Pride and Jake off at the pokemon center, because their conditions were far too bad for me to handle myself, and now I was meagerly reaching a phone intending to call Morty and tell him to get his ass over here for some serious cuddle time before I go crazy and lose my fucking mind. I didn't even let Zephyr out of his pokeball because there was no one else in the world I wanted right now but Morty.
Gold, Silver, and I had beaten Team Rocket today and taken back the Radio Tower. The people of Goldenrod had come out to welcome the "heros" of the nation, though Gold was their main target because he had been the focus for some time now. Gold and Silver were showe
Marks"You know..." a hushed voice sounded, shattering the silence within the dark room, remnants of the voice bouncing off the greyish blue walls. "I've always wondered something..."Marks3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Hmmm?" a lazy voice rolled in response. Chocolate eyes opened slowly, then moving to meet azure ones. Azure eyes were filled with endearment and affection as the owner of said eyes tightened their grip on their intertwined fingers. His free hand gently brushing the chocolate bangs away from the boy who donned a red jacket. The boy was sat on the older male's lap, his head leant against the azure eyed duellist's chest, listening and enjoying the steady rhythm caused by the thumping of the heart. Sleep hazing his chocolate eyes heavily, had the raven haired duellist not spoken the brunette would have been on the train to dreamland already. His gaze quickly changed to a curious one when the other didn't reply for a while. He poked the raven haired
Jail daysJail DaysJail days3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"I'm so lonely"Bakura said aloud as he examined his slightly light cell at New Waters county Jail."I wish I was home with Ryou where I belong...I miss him so badly"He glanced over at the clock.1:06am. Maybe I'll call him tomorrow. "I just wished there was someone to talk to. I'm not used to solitary confinement anymore." Bakura said sighing as he sat up in the cold room."I miss my little Ry."He said aloud. He reached over and grabbed his spare jacket and pressed it to his lips trying to smell Ryou. Bakura sighed getting little comfort from the faint scent."What am I going to do for the rest of the night,I know I have "duties"to attend to early in the morning....But I can't sleep."Bakura sighed again falling back onto his bed."Oh god I'm talking to myself!"Bakura chuckled as he wondered was Ryou dreaming of them,as usual."Wonder what it will be this time, last time it was our wedding."Bakura chuckled into the dim light,thinking how the weren't even married yet. "Damn, I'm so o
Yugioh Blood Bullet Chapter 1Blood Bullet Chapter 1 (I DO NOT OWN YUGIOH)Yugioh Blood Bullet Chapter 12 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Yugi sat there horrified, why did these things always half to happen to him. He could hear the whispers around him and the horrid stench of too many sweaty bodies cramped together into one room. Someone banged against the metal bars of the cage he had been placed in, but Yugi had steeled himself against all their antics to try and get a rise out of him. He shifted, his shoulders hurt painfully from the strain of holding his weight off the ground began to take its toll. He imagined they were in an old warehouse or manufacturing house because of the smells of old grease and oil that added to the stench of sweat, and the fact that his chained hands were being held up by a large crane hook. He could barely make out the faint traces of lights through the blind fold over his eyes.
“Next up, we have a young man, don’t let his looks fool you folks he is twenty-three, he’s small for his age and childish looking but he has a feisty s
GrammarWe're not "Grammar Nazi's"...Grammar6 years ago in General Non-Fiction More Like This
We are English Aesthetics Enthusiats.
Tendershipping FanFic?!A white hair boy, named Ryou was walking back to his house after shopping. He walks in his house and puts everything away in his very organanized cabnets, when he was done he walked up to the couch and sat down. 'Its been so long...' the brit thought as he turned on the tv, as soon as he turned on the tv he felt akward but he just ignored it, Ryou got up to go to the kitchen and when he came back out of the kitchen. He sat back down with a cup of tea and he felt a little akward again but he tried to ignore it, "its has been long hasn't it?" a voice called out, Ryou put his tea down from hearing the voice that he knew. "It has been a long time..but why are you here...why now.." the brit said turning around looking at a white haired boy that looked just like Ryou just with wilder hair and had brownish red eyes. "Come Ryou arn't you glad to see me?" the voice said that came out of the boy who looked like Ryou, Ryou sat there for a while and sighed, "no im not...well..i did missTendershipping FanFic?!3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
1 Way To Confess Your Love1 Way To Confess Your Love3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Everyone would think this night would be a normal night. Probably because it was a normal night. But for Judai Yuki and Johan Anderson, it would be a night that would turn out to be the greatest night of their lives. Judai had asked Johan if he could go over to his dorm room and watch something with him so he wouldn't be so bored.
"Judai, do you ever stop being bored?"
"Should've known you would say that."
Judai sat down on the sofa next to Johan. Johan grabbed his remote and pushed the power button.
"Warning. The deaths portrayed in this show are real and extremly graphic. Names have been changed to protect the identity of the deceased. Do not attempt to try any of the actions depicted."
Seems interesting thought Judai.
"You will die."
At that, Judai suddenly gulped and is eyes went wide. "Um, Johan?"
"How about we just watch a movie or something instead?"
"Why? This is one of my favorite shows." Johan paused for a second and noticed the horrified look on Judai's
The Thiefshipping That Stole ChristmasIt was Christmas Eve babe, in the drunk tank, and all the characters in the YGOTAS universe were gathered at Pegasus' castle for the biggest party of the year; the Maximillion Pegasus Annual All-Night Christmas Piss-Up. Everyone was there; Yugi, with his underactive thyroid gland, his hair on end like Plan B in an electrical storm; Seto Kaiba, with his overactive thyroid gland, his cape blowing in the wind like the time Carmen Elektra held a work get together in Johnny Fartpants' anus.The Thiefshipping That Stole Christmas3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
But one person stood out from the crowd. He was sitting at the bar, his beautiful David Dickinson skin shimmering against his peroxide-ridden Beatle mop. With his left hand he carefully stirred the contents of his glass; down from a Bacardi and tonic to two ice cubes and a whole lot of subliminal faeces; as if he could use them to control his own destiny and the fabric of time and space itself. With his right hand, well, it's not good fanfiction practice to get to the yaoi right away. Still, there was no
Red StringsIn his dreams he only sees those red strings, they come closer and closer wrapping around his arms and his legs, then his body they wrap around and around until he goes numb all over, then when he tries to cry out he finds them around his mouth then when he does nothing and tries to stay there quietly and breathe they wrap around his neck cutting out his air supply.Red Strings3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Chocolate eyes look up quickly, his mind being brought out of his daydreams. In his hands sits a shard of what may have once been part of a mirror. He quickly hides the mirror shard from the other.
"Oh it's you Sho "
"Aniki, you've been so weird lately, you don't even go fishing by the pier. All you do is sit here in your room, staring at nothing."
"I've been weird? Sorry Sho, I've just been doing a lot of recollecting that's all "
"I just came up to remind you that it's almost time for dinner."
"Ah, okay. Thanks S
Yugioh Blood Bullet Chapter 3Chapter 3 (I DO NOT OWN YUGIOH)Yugioh Blood Bullet Chapter 32 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Yugi stared at the house before him, it was huge, no it was beyond huge it was a freaking mansion. He didn’t really believe what Joey had said earlier but now he did, Yugi glanced at the detectives as they locked the car and started to the entrance of the house.
“I told you that it was huge.” Joey said as he saw the look on Yugi’s face.
“How many people live here?” Yugi asked, curiosity getting the better of him.
“Including you now, five.” Detective Senna answered, noticing that Yugi had let his guard done momentarily. “I own the place with my cosine. It’s part of my inheritance from my family.”
“Part?” Yugi asked, how rich was this guy, and why did he even have a job if his family was this rich.
“I’ll tell you all about it later, for now let’s get you settled in. There is a couple of things you need to know, my cousin isn’t the friendliest of people, so
Bakura BlahHe walked amongst the crowd, slowly slinking his way through the mass of bodies. Shouting and praise flew through his ear, breaking the afternoon's hushed glories and excited whispers. Bald men and women flailed their arms and screamed, naked breasts bouncing and husked wigs shifting. Nobles wore their finest cloths and jewelry, slaves their best belts, darkly encrypted with their master's name. The crowd swept and pulsed with flamboyant life, eyes wide and sparkling, lips singing. He gently walked through them, pushing them aside as his hands met the bare flesh of slaves and silken cloths of the higher classes. His eyes would sometimes linger upon their necklaces and the bracelets children wore, but never for more than a few moments. Pointless trinkets to indicate one's wealth. He had enough.Bakura Blah4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
His gaze moved from where he was going, cutting towards the middle of the road, back and forth, like a pendulum of fate. His fierce glare met the mortal body of the Sun God, unnatural spiked hair