Another Satisfied Bleach BabeAnother Satisfied Bleach Babe in Short Stories More Like This
It was 8:00 AM on the second day. The giant neighborhood garage sale was active once more. Cars were already pulling into the area and parking all over the streets. Rachel and JD were both busy putting the remaining items out on their tables, hurrying to get ready for the morning rush. Both of them had returned to their Bleach girl forms, JD as Rangiku and Rachel as Yoruichi, for fun and to help sell the remaining supply of Costume in a Can's they had left.
"Okay then!" Rachel said stretching her arms, "Everything is all set! Bring on the customers!"
"Well hopefully they aren't all here for the spray cans," JD, now back to being Jessie, spoke, "I just counted, we are down to 20 boxes, some of which aren't completely full. I think we should put a limit on how many people can get so we don't run out."
"Good idea," Rachel said, watching as Jessie put a couple of a cans on the main table next to the laptop, "Probably should
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"And you have a good day yourself!" Jessie said cheerfully, handing the customer's shopping bag. The customer smiled brightly and skipped off, happy as could be. Why shouldn't she though? Only a few moments ago, she was a young, grouchy sort of guy in a foul mood. After a quick spray of the Costume in a Can, he had turned into a peppy and cheerful looking Loly Aivirrine (A far cry in personality from the original version to be sure).
It was 11:17 AM and things were certainly underway in at the neighborhood wide garage sale. After a big burst of people right away, things had settled down in the area, now at a nice and more manageable rate. Jessie *coughJDcough* and her partner, Rachel, were busy selling off their wares and dealing with the waves of customers that came through. At that last person left, there was no one left at their particular sale, allowing themselves to take a quick break.
"Phew!" Jessie said
Good Morning, Crystal Beach! (Request)Good Morning, Crystal Beach! (Request) in Short Stories More Like This
“Good Morning, Crystal Beach! Today, it looks like it will be smokin’ hot at 92°, so don’t forget to put on some sunscreen, hit the beach, and enjoy yourselves! With that being said, continue to enjoy the rest of this fine morning by listening to these summer classics on 93.8 Platinum.”
I groan as I get out of bed. Besides not having a good night’s sleep, I’ll also have to endure an entire day of heat. Shrugging, I turn off my radio and head off to my kitchen.
As I make myself some breakfast, I decide on what I want to do. I could always stick it out inside by watching TV or browsing the internet, but then again, I’ve been quite the shut-in lately. I haven’t seen or talked to my friends lately, nor have I gone out just to have fun.
I look out of my window, and I sigh. Though I don’t live right on the beach, it’s only about
Bleach OC: Caitlyn CozzoBleach OC: Caitlyn Cozzo in Profiles More Like This
Name: Caitlyn Cozzo
Alias: The Tempest, Sword of the Sea
True Age: 200
Visual Age: 30
Squad (Former): Squad 6
Rank (Former): Captain
Other Groups: None
Ambition: To preserve the memory of Byakuya Kuchiki
Hobbies: Devotion, training.
Dislikes: Disrespect, cruelty
Among the new set of Captains that serve as the highest military force of the Soul Society, the most notably calm and compassionate by reputation is Caitlyn Cozzo. While still incredibly strict and expecting of her squad, she in no way subjects them to harsh punishments or shows any sign of cruelty towards those under her charge, or to the majority in general.
Though her appearance can be slightly off putting, especially with her eye-patch, she is a kind and somewhat gentle, which is a rarity among Captains ever since the conclusion of the Violent Fires Rebellion and the restabilising of government in Soul Society.
She consults and teaches fairly, even personal
Dear deviantART: Free The AuthorDear deviantART: Free The Author in Emotional More Like This
In a world as colorful, diverse, unique and beautiful as it is today, I’ve learned through my 10 months on this website that many people enjoy expressing themselves in many different ways when it comes to art.
Whether it be through romance, nature, darkness, light or everything else there is to express with, it becomes even more interesting when I see the people express themselves with so many different mediums.
Myself? I enjoy expressing my artistic abilities through many mediums: Digital art, poetry, but most avidly, the xReader fandoms. Avengers, Sherlock, Free!, Shingeki no Kyojin and many, many others.
99% of my stories are romantic. I love to write romance, though I usually don’t take it much further than a little something like a sweet little kiss, the beginning of a new relationship, a baby being born, or occasionally, the odd sexual innuendo. Once, I tried writing a lemon. However it didn’t work out very well, and I decided to remove it for personal reasons.
Beyonce TGBeyonce TG in Short Stories More Like This
Drake was an average teen, didn't much care for pop artists, like rap and metal instead. He loved to listen to comedians, and he heard so many of them mention the song called Single Ladies by Beyoncé. Drake decided to look it up and found it to be rather catchy like most pop music, but he liked the video, mainly because of her looks, but he didn't mind the music either. He looked at the related videos and he saw one named if I were a boy, the title seemed rather odd, so he clicked on it to see what it was. As soon as the song started so did the transformation. His hands shrank and became dainty, his arms slenderized, while his body hair fell out and his skin color grew much darker. He looked down at his hand and jumped in shock at what he saw, his shoulders crashed inwards as he arched his back in pleasure as two voluptuous breasts formed on his chest. His stomach was reshaped into a sexy core like that of a model or dancer. His hips shot out and his butt filled in and made his pa
darwin's revengein the embryo of the citydarwin's revenge in Free Verse More Like This
in their cage
they paint their nails not
that the sun is watching
from his trap door
in the cloud ceiling where
whales can't swim but go
and drop down their weight in rain
not measured in pints
but lives overflowed
in lost archipelagos full
of automatic islands
that catch the eyes like needles
when viewed from further away
than the end of the world
Sex is...Sex is sacred,Sex is... in Free Verse More Like This
Sex is dirty.
Sex is bodies driving against each other for pleasure,
For reproduction, for love, for need.
For desire and lust, and want and passion.
Sex is something that every human wants to do,
Needs to do,
Sex is the driving force behind our minds,
Pushing us forward and preserving us in time.
Fucking and loving, caressing and holding.
Tongues moving together and folding
Bodies against bodies, and sex against sex.
Sex is the want, sex is the need.
To push together and forward, spilling the seed.
Sex is beautiful, sex is rough.
Sex is grinding and moaning
Sex is gentle and moving.
Sex makes us cry, sex makes us laugh.
Sex is a secret, hidden away,
Sex is a pleasure, brought out to play
For new life or for fun, sex will be had
And if you don't like it, well that's too bad.
TToG:Chapter2 pt3 SlimeTToG:Chapter2 pt3 Slime in Settings More Like This
Where am I?
Oh no...tied up again, oh god. Someone!
Anyone! HELP ME!" I shout.
There's no answer...just the sound of water dripping.
The dungeon is unbearably cold...how do I always end up in these places?
"What is that? Hey! HEY! St-stay away from me!" I say in fear.
"GeeheheHEHEHEAHAHAH! GET AWAHAHAY!" I scream.
The strange slime reaches out, tenderly stroking my bare skin, sliding up my shirt and fondling my helpless belly.
I tug and tear at the ropes holding me down...but they hold strong!
The slime moves closer, covering my body.
"AAAAAH! AHAHAHAH! WAAAAAHAHAHA! GET OFAHAAHAHA MEHEEHEH! GEEHEHET OAFAH!" I scream.
The slime pulls my clothes around, attacking every inch of flesh it can find.
Tiny fingers dig into my belly, poke an prod my belly button, and feather like strings slide in between my toes.
The slime's tickling is soft, but relentless...it reminds me of my nightmarish encounter with Lady Venus.
Fear floods my heart, the though of su