To Serve Gena “Hey, Lexi, what are you doing this weekend?”To Serve Gena in Short Stories More Like This
Hearing her friend Gena's voice on the line cheered Lexi up considerably. Ever since Gena and her husband had moved across the country, life had not been the same. For a while, Lexi and her friend Caroline had continued to meet on weekends to experiment with the “Ultimate Potion” transformation potion. But Caroline had recently gotten involved with a man named Ryan, and they were already inseparable, so Lexi was left on her own.
“Lexi, are you still there?”
“Sorry! Sorry...um...what am I doing?” She paused, mulling over how empty her weekends now were. “Well, maybe I'll catch up on Netflix or something,” she mumbled.
There was a small silence on the other line. “You...you're not going to transform?”
Lexi sighed. “Into what, with who, and what for?” After Caroline had introduced her new boyfriend to the Potion, she had called and gushed about him for a
The Melting Point of No Return(Puddle, Mirror, Melting TFs)The Melting Point of No Return in Short Stories More Like This
The Potion Place. It was a ridiculous name that brought to mind bad Disney-Halloween children's movies. Most people walked right past the tiny hole-in-the-wall business, dismissing it as scams and hippie nonsense. But not Lexi. Long ago, her friend Caroline had shown her how real it was. Caroline had turned into a mirror. Right in front of Lexi's very eyes.
Lexi thought back to that day the summer before college had started. Caroline had snuck some of the potion from her mother (and later was punished for weeks). “It turns you into a talking mirror. You know, like in 'Snow White'?”
“Right, Caroline. Right,” Lexi had retorted. “That stuff will probably kill you, and it's illegal for you to drink anyway. It says right there on the bottle, 'for use of persons 18 and up'.”
Getting Back at L. Frank BaumGetting Back at L. Frank Baum in Short Stories More Like This
Stacie Soames couldn't wait until the end of play rehearsal. She had been pushed into joining the local theater group's production of “The Wizard of Oz” by its director (and her cousin), Veronica. And somehow, Stacie had managed to obtain the part of the Tin Man. Only she was going to a be a female version.
She was looking forward to the end of rehearsal when Penelope, the costume designer, was going to drop off her costume. Somehow this made the whole play/acting experience more real. Even though Stacie was twenty-six, she still often rued the fact that she had never been given parts in her school plays. The directors always used her for the pit bands or as an accompanist because she was such an excellent musician. This was nice and all, she always enjoyed playing the music. But just for once, she wanted control of the audience. She wanted to be up on stage, acting, singing, and dancing in the glare of the spotlight...
Party At Caroline's, Part 1Party At Caroline's, Part 1 in Short Stories More Like This
(Multiple TFs, merging, melting, etc)
“Hey, Gena, any of your friends getting married?”
Jim entered his house, which was in disarray as he and his wife were packing up to move. He held a stack of mail in one hand and a fancy oversized pink envelope in the other.
“Not that I know of,” said his wife, a scientist. Taking the object from her husband, she turned it around in her hand, marveling at how rich and fancy it looked. The paper was thick and glossy, gilded on the edges, with flowers and curlicues adorning the corners. It was addressed to them in gold letters, and there was no return address. “Who is this from? Maybe someone you know?” Gena asked, ripping open the envelope. It was harder to open than usual, as if the envelope did not want to be ripped...
The invitation, decorated in the same manner, was even more impressive than the envelope it had arrived in. Gena read th
Transforming Women 3by grapehyacinthTransforming Women 3 in Short Stories More Like This
Part 3: Drusilla
So here she was, Drusilla Foxworth, once nearly an Olympic contestant, now a glorified custodian of a power plant. And after the power surge the four overnight workers had just encountered, Drusilla was more angry than anything else. What had really happened? Did that bitch Angela mess up the controls? Did flighty Nelly go off daydreaming while hell broke loose? And Sylvie...well, she was probably off watching the fish tank in the lobby like she usually did...
And Dr. Simon Vance, the boss...what the hell was he doing here in the middle of the night? Probably looking to get some alone time with Angela...or Nelly...or...
She shuddered, thinking again of how out of her league she was with these science- types. She had always been a jock, and she had been at the top of her game in volleyball and field hockey. She was Olympic material, and everyone knew it, and then she broke her leg at practice. The leg had to be wire
When Magic Takes Over(Multiple TFs (objects, food, balloon, etc), melting, merging)When Magic Takes Over in Short Stories More Like This
Thanks to bvw1979's commissioning it, Gena, Lexi, and Caroline are together again for a whole week of experimentation in a sequel to:
Where Science and Magic Meet
Gena Fellowes, a young scientist, was in the middle of titrating a liquid when her cell phone rang. Distractedly, she fished it out of her lab coat. The caller ID informed her that it was her new friend Caroline, and she smiled. Conversations with Caroline were always very spirited and bizarre. “Caroline? What's up?”
“Hey, Gena. Can you take a week off?”
“A whole week?”
“He's got the potion samples, huh?”
“Yup. Lexi's away on Saturday and Sunday, and I work
Transforming Womenby grapehyacinthTransforming Women in Short Stories More Like This
Part 1: Angela
3:00 A.M. Break time.
Angela hated working night shifts at the power plant. She had recently turned thirty, and she was frustrated with her life in general. She felt she was destined for bigger things, but right now she was stuck here, working the most boring job ever. She had all the science degrees in the world, and with them she was babysitting what the town of Ostville thought was the answer to everyone's money woes: a power plant.
Ostville boasted how little they paid for power because they were willing to have the plant to provide them with it. It was the safest facility in the world, they felt. And Dr. Simon Vance, the man in charge of it, treated the place like his own child.
Of course he was not usually there at three in the morning. Although she would never admit it to anyone, Angela almost wished he was. The dead of night was always the loneliest time here, and the chorus of birds heralding the dawn was always something
Recipe for the Perfect Bubble Bath (TF)By grapehyacinthRecipe for the Perfect Bubble Bath (TF) in Short Stories More Like This
Eileen stood in the doorway in awe. Her friend Parrie had finally done it. She had officially lost her mind.
She stared at the young strawberry blonde, wondering what was going on in that just-graduated-from-college brain of hers.
Parrie chirped, “So, what do you think? You like?”
The twenty-two year old brunette could not string together even a simple sentence in reply. Her friend had expanded her bathroom, which in itself was not too out-of-the-ordinary. Granted, it had been on the small side, but had it served its purpose. The big worry was why Parrie had partaken in this particular undertaking...
Parrie was obsessed with bubble baths.
As amusing as it sounded, when one met Parrie, she seemed so girl-next-door that it was unfathomable that she could deviate in any way from normal. She was bright, intense, lots of fun to be with...yet she was abnormally preoccupied with finding the perfect bubble bath.
Eileen had known Parrie since hi
Clay and Punishment(Clay TF, statue TF)Clay and Punishment in Short Stories More Like This
“Headmaster, I don't know what else to do. Shirona is the biggest troublemaker this school has ever seen. She keeps saying that 'art class is stupid' and 'how will art or music help get me into a decent magical arts college next year'?”
The headmaster chuckled, swinging towards the unhappy teacher. “The arts are the background to any good education, I always say. She's a smart kid, but she's a bit belligerent. And it's worsened over the years. As you requested, I had a conference with her parents. They say you should do what's necessary to teach her. Short of violence or torture,” he added with a nasty grin.
Art teacher Richard Glenwood shrugged. “Whatever you say. If you're all good with it.”
“And nothing permanent. They want her to be able to go to college.”
“I think I have just the thing.”
The Boiling Point of No Return (TF, melting, boiling, twinning, merging, etc...)The Boiling Point of No Return in Short Stories More Like This
A continuation of The Merging
“So our honeymoon gift to Gena and Jim is going well, huh?” asked Caroline. “I think the whole thing was a really great idea. And I think the newlyweds are enjoying the use of us immensely.”
Lexi giggled. “You know, it's funny, when you told me that Mr. Wintergreen had a transformation potion for us called 'Cottage and All Its Contents', I thought you were kidding!”
“I know, right? You never know what that man is going to come up with next to sell in his magic shop.” Caroline's voice lowered, taking on an almost taunting tone. “Were you scared to drink the potion at al
Trouble was her nameTrouble was her nameTrouble was her name in Short Stories More Like This
By The Shadow Demon
(Woman into cow)
If you looked up the word 'trouble' in the dictionary you would find Jessica Thomas' photo right beside it as she was truly trouble with a capital 'T'. Ever since she was two Jessica was either in or causing trouble, never did take instructions well little alone listen to them and if you told her not to do something you can beat on it that she would do it. Now at seventeen years of age Jessica seem to get herself more and more in trouble, after having yet another after school detention Jessica made her long trip back home. Walking past the main street on to hers which her house was on Jessica notice a new store had open just on the corner which was weird as there was a open block and now a store built and ready for costumers.
"Huh might as well" Jessica said as she opens the front of to the store to see the inside to full of kinds of magic-themed stuff from magic eight balls to potions, as Jessica looks over the store her
Challenge 26Challenge #26Challenge 26 in Short Stories More Like This
By The Shadow Demon
Sent in by Wolf-Man-97
(Boy into calf)
Challenge: A teenage orphan boy is walking through the country side seeking something to drink finds himself on a farm and in desperation drinks from a dairy cow and turns into her newly calf both physically and mentally.
Rules: Anything goes
"Oh does this paddock ever end?" Jacob puffs as he continues to walk through a paddock as he thought it be a shot cut but quickly found that he should of sticked on the road as he felt like he was been walking for hours. At the age of ten, Jacob spent those ten years in an orphanage just waiting to be adopted but soon got tired of waiting and escaped from the orphanage and now was stuck in the middle of nowhere dieing of thirst. So Jacob continues to wonder forward with his legs almost giving way by exhaustion as Jacob notices something in the distance, Jacob stops in his tracks to see a farm in the distance.
"Oh thank god!" Jacob sighs as he uses the rest of his streng
Truth or dareTruth or dareTruth or dare in Fantasy More Like This
By the shadow demon
(Man and women into various)
Truth or dare? Come on just pick one! Anna smiles as she and her friends Samantha, Kelly, Amber and Laura sat around Annas bedroom as their sleepover party continues.
Okay, truth Laura finally answers
Do you have a crush on Dylan Johnson? Anna asks
What, no way like I would have a crush on that freak Laura answers, almost sounding defended by the question.
Easy Amber laughs besides its your turn Anna truth or dare?
Okay I would have to go with
How about dare? the girls turn to see Annas older brother, Jacob standing in the open door frame.
Hey what did mum say about you barging into my room when I had quests over? Anna growls knowing that he had been told many of times.
I was over hearing your little game and I thought since you were playing Truth or dare I give you girl
Wonka's frist trialsWonkas first trialsWonka's frist trials in Science Fiction More Like This
By the shadow demon
(Woman into cow)
Note: the Character Willy Wonka is base on the well known character from the movie Charlie and the chocolate factory for this I hold no copy rights and will remove by request of the rightful owners. Until then enjoy.
Emma couldnt believe where she was, but never less she was standing in the factory of the famous Willy Wonka. At sixteen years of age, with shoulder length brown hair, nicely curved body and unspoiled beauty, she felt like she was eight again just watching from the side lines and now she was in the actual factory as a tester. Shepherd into an empty room with only a glass table, Emma look back to see that the door she walk through had closed behind her. As she look around there was only one entry into the room and one off the walls had a full line of mirrors, she quickly guesses that it was a two-way mirror. Moving her attention the glass table, Emma notice a very small
TF Wars: The mazeTF Wars: The mazeTF Wars: The maze in Fantasy More Like This
By The Shadow Demon
(Girls into various)
Note: Special thanks to Octorber13 for allowing me to use his characters and all copyrights goes to him. This story features Octorber13 characters of 'Mr. October, Shocker, Miss Angela, Tiny, Franklin Widow and Jessica Ravin and features my own character of 'TSD, Contractor, Thorn, Freak, Vermin and Midnight'.
Kelly awoke to find herself on a dirt ground, slowly pushing herself up she found herself in a large corridor with large wall next to her.
"What the hell is going?" Kelly asks as the last thing she remembered was that she was in her drome at college with her couple of friends then... nothing, as she stood a feminine voice called out.
"Green Valley College... welcome to the maze," the voice echoed from what seem from everywhere, "As you can tell you are surround by thick walls with the stars above you... with only one way out can you survive the horrors that lurks inside, by sunrise the door of escape shall be gone so can
KP: experimentalKP: experimentalKP: experimental in Science Fiction More Like This
By the shadow demon
(Woman into cow)
Note: the character are base on the Disney TV series Kim Possible for this I hold no copyrights and will remove it by request of the rightful owner. Until then enjoy!
In the quietness of night Shego made her way into a silent warehouse, without Drakken to boss her around she could cause great havoc by herself. Coming to a holding store Shego found what she was looking, large barrels of containers what was simple marked Danger.
Dont know what it is but I know Im going to enjoy it! Shego said to herself
Did you know talking to yourself is the first sign of psychotic? a familiar voice called out, Shego turned to see Kim Possible standing only meters away from her with her arms crossed and a smile on her face.
Kimmy, what a surprise to see you here! Shego smiles quickly grabbing one of the barrels Shego throws it to Kim, dodging it as quick the two went into close c
Bonnie's bovine problemBonnies bovine problemBonnie's bovine problem in Fantasy More Like This
By the shadow demon
(Woman into cow)
The character Bonnie is base on the Disney TV series character from Kim Possible for this I hold no copyright and will remove it by request of the rightful owner. Until then enjoy.
Bonnie waited impatient in the waiting room, until a man walks up to her.
You must be Bonnie He smiles Im Doctor Jackson
Well its about time, you have any idea how long Ive been waiting for? Bonnie whines
Its only been five minutes Jackson told her
Exactly, I could be some where else then in this damp hospital Bonnie told him exactly why I had to be here
Protocol, you may not know this but a virus is been spread around and infecting woman like you Jackson told her as they walk down the long corridor.
Well lets get this over and done with Bonnie told him
Very well this way J
challenge threeChallenge threechallenge three in Fantasy More Like This
By the shadow demon
(Women-cows and pigs)
Challenge: Five girls go camping with their boyfriends in the middle of nowhere. Then their boyfriends turn three of them into cows and two into pigs. Anything goes.
Can you believe that the boys have brought us out here! Sara whines as she walk around the campfire, as Sara, Jean, Tina, Kim and Josie sat around the campfire as their boyfriends went out to get wood from the forest.
Well I think its nice that the boys got us out to do camping, Josie explains even with its in the middle of nowhere!
Well if think it sucks, I cant get a signal out here! Tina told them How am I going to know the latest gossip on Big brother!
You are too hooked on that show, I think you need a brake from that show! Kim told her as she brushes her shoulder length blonde hair off her shoulder.
Like you and Tony, whats going on with you two? Are you like
Conditions applyConditions applyConditions apply in Science Fiction More Like This
By the shadow demon
(Woman into cow)
Jessica flick through the wanted ads of her local newspaper, being 22 years of age with long black hair and body and face of a model it wasnt hard for her to get what she wanted. But being in collage and having trouble with day-to-day basics she was desperate for any little job.
Jessica stop as her finger locked on one ad Attention ladies, looking for models, no experience needed. Terms and conditions apply. It read.
Wow this is my ticket out of here Jessica said to herself, calling the number, Jessica had a good half hour of seeling herself soon after the call she got the job.
The next day she packed her clothes up and took the next train out. It was a good five hour train ride but she did arrive at the station, getting off the train Jessica notices a man awaiting at the station.
You must be Jessica the man calls out. Im Samuel it nice to meet you
Thank you, so where
Spilt milkSpilt milkSpilt milk in Science Fiction More Like This
By the shadow demon
(Woman into cow)
Laura awoke to the sound of the mooing cows outside, slowly getting to a sitting position; Laura gave a long yawn for having a nice sleep.
At the age of 24 with long brown hair with sea green eyes, Laura was a very good looking girl. Getting ready for a day on her fathers farm, Laura walk down to the dinning room to see her father sitting in the kitchen with a coffee in one hand and the monthly data sheets.
Good morning Laura said cheerfully as walks past her dad. Her dad just gave a slight hmm as if to say morning back. Cheerful arent yah!
Im sorry Laura, this month is been I bit hard for me Her dad apologies Our cows arent giving less and less milk I dont now whats wrong with them!
Sitting opposite to her father, Laura lean forward to read the charts The feed is all good, paddocks are all twenty-twenty, even reproducing have increased
The date of a young couple It is a quiet evening as a young man is walking along a side walk with flowers in his hands sweating like a pig. He is wearing a green shirt and short blue jeans as his brown short hair with green eyes. He continues his trek when he sees the house he was looking for. He starts sweating like crazy as he takes a gulp and walks forward. He gets to the door and knocks. The door opens and a young beautiful girl comes out wearing a red thin strap red top and light blue jeans.The date of a young couple in Short Stories More Like This
"Hello Marina, ready for out date." Kyle asks when he sees her. Marina replied " Yep so want to go to that new diner that opened up." Kyle agreed and walks with her. They start discussing art and writing in their walk as Marina tells Kyle " I love TF and being Tfed. I sometimes get in the way of some Tf traps and finds ways of getting Tf, you." Kyle responds well I only been Tfed when I was Kailie so I have mix feelings about being Tfed." Marina smiles as they walked to the diner.
Ikoma and Celenya heart cake Ikoma a water god was strolling to a to a room where he was said to meet a girl that liked him a lot as Celenya was following a similar hint given to her by a friend. Both nervously walked to the door on the opposite side as they gulped and open the doors. There in the room the two spotted each other and blushed. "No way Celenya was the one who contacted me! This is unreal." Ikoma thought as Celenya had similar thought go through her head " It's Ikoma! he is the man that loves me!" Both of them walked into the room and saw each other face to face.Ikoma and Celenya heart cake in Short Stories More Like This
Both of them looked at each other blushing as Celenya asked him "So you're the man that really likes me huh?" Ikoma panicked and asked "And you're the girl that really likes me but I never told anyone how I felt about you!" Celenya then knew something was up. "So if you didn't tell and I didn't tell then who set us up?" Both thought about it when a chamber came up and trapped them both. "What ha
The Melting SpaThe Melting SpaThe Melting Spa in Short Stories More Like This
It was a calm, peaceful and hot summer morning as a young man in a green shirt and short blue shorts with black hair was laying on his back talking to is little sister Elaine. Her brother Colley told her "Please be good with Tasha. I still can't believe she talked me into sending you to be with her and the all girl spa for a whole weekend." Elaine smiled as a car horned honk as Colley told her "Remember when you get there be good and don't invent something that could get you in trouble okay." she agreed and left with a backpack full of cloths for her weekend trip.
Inside the car was Tasha and her friends as one in the front seat was wearing a purple dress was fast asleep as her black hair cover half her face. In the back a young woman with short brown hair and green eyes was talking to a black-haired woman who wore a pink hair clip on her right side on her face. Tasha saw little Elanie walking up to the car and greeted her. "Hey Elanie1 You read
Another Heat Wave, another DayAnother Heat Wave, Another DayAnother Heat Wave, another Day in Short Stories More Like This
The sun was up high in the sky beating its rays on the Gensokyo region as in the clouds a young woman with blue long hair was sweating like crazy in her blue bikini as she comments, "Man this blows! Stupid sun being too hot, making us feel like I'm a huge goo ball." She is pissed as she continues to complain as two middle aged women with a youthful look are chatting happily to each other. As they chat their bodies look like they're made out of slime with one has her blonde hair drip as she laughs and comments to her friend "This feels ticklish, I see why Lilina's friends like it huh Minako?" She nods and adds "I know Koyomi, I wonder how the kids are doing."
Under the clouds a middle aged woman was smiling as she was on a bench in a white shorts and a purple tank top as she fans herself as a young man with blond hair was next to her asking "Auntie Yakumo, its soooo hot." She nods as a young woman with short blonde hair in a blue shirt and white shorts wal
Mraina's Beach DayAt the sunny beaches of Florida a young girl named Marina was sunbathing in a cute red bikini and her red hair shined in the sun as it beating down on her as she sweated and shined. She tries to cool off by going into the shade before she has a incident with liquefy. Soon Marina smacked her lips as she felt thirsty and thought "Damn I am so thirsty! I need a coke bad." So she walks to the beach shop and notices all the nice blankets, towels and toys . It was a colorful shop as the walls were ocean blue and the floor felt like sand. She looked around for the drinks in the shop as a beach ball that had Tina's color scheme caught her eye.Mraina's Beach Day in Short Stories More Like This
She sighed at the sight of the beach ball since she wanted to get it for Kyle but all she had with her was only enough for a soda. So she finds a coke and goes up to the counter as she saw a familiar sight a white haired man with a blue t-shirt and swim trunks. Marina yelled out in shock "Steve! What are you doing here?" Steve was shocked to s
Melting 1 2Melting ½Melting 1 2 in Short Stories More Like This
It was in the middle of the afternoon as a young woman with blue hair went to the bathroom for a shower. She grabbed her new bottle of shampoo as she turned on the water and started to bath as the water was starting to make steam. She grabbed a hand full of shampoo and started to wash her hair as strange droplets were falling off her. She rinsed as she saw that her hands were becoming deformed and melting into a puddle that was once her legs and she let out a scream as her body collapsed into goo. Her face floated in her puddle as Kasumi ran in and screamed "What happened to you?"
Kasumi was mopping up her sister as she giggled at the fact she melted into a puddle as Akane started to make a pissed off face at her sister. "You know this is actually pretty funny, Akane. You, a puddle after taking a shower. It is kind of like the Wizard of Oz." Akane was just lying in the bucket Kasumi was collecting her melted sister as a strange light was filling t
The Prefect CakeThe Prefect Birthday CakeThe Prefect Cake in Short Stories More Like This
It was cold in the steel chamber as a young woman shivered as she walked around her prison and sighed in sorrow. She had long brown hair that ran along her back and a nice red bikini and a cute face with blue crystal eyes. She called for help in the prison as she looked around and was sadden by her isolation and loneliness she has felt for the past half hour in this cold tomb. Soon she feels the area warming up as she asked "What is that feeling. It feels so inviting. I love this warm feeling."
She looks around as she feels the area is becoming hotter and hotter. The young woman was shocked to have the warm feeling surround her body as she smiled and accepted the warmth as her body begins to melt. She laughs as her brown hair begins to flow down her back into a brown puddle as her arms start making little droplets into the brown puddle. Her legs begin to collapse as they melt down into her puddle as she says in a blissful tone "What is this feeling? I love it,
Stacey's CakeStacey's Cake and the troublesome friendsStacey's Cake in Short Stories More Like This
It was a peaceful day while Stacey was mixing cake batter, humming her favorite tune, with a smile on her face. While her arms were mixing Stacey stretched her neck to the opposite way her body was facing to read her recipe.
"Alright so I need some fish for the mix. Man Sandra and Tanya's friend will love this." She stated to herself as her left hand puts the bowl down on the counter while her right arm stretches over to the refrigerator door and opens it. It entered and felt around for any moist, scaly fish body. Her hand went over leftovers, spilled milk from before and left out butter. She sighs, mumbling words under her breath every time she did not find the item she was looking for as another elastic arm slowly coils around Stacey's waist while she is distracted. With a quick tug she is dragged away from the kitchen and lands face first in the boobs of a young woman with a perky smile and 50 style brown hair.
She mumbles, "Hey S
The Ice Lollie incidentThe Ice Lollie incidentThe Ice Lollie incident in Short Stories More Like This
The beach was calm and relaxing as Colley and Natasha were hanging out with many people as objects as Natasha was wearing a jerk boy and his girlfriend bikini as Colley laid onto of a girl who was gave him a hard time over nothing. The two got up and started to splash around in the water as Colley was having the time of his life with Natasha. They continued until Natasha asked "Hey Colley can we stop and grab some ice lollies. My throat is really dry." Colley agreed as he walked with Natasha for a ice lollie.
At the beach shop they notice a lot of trinkets and beach gear made by Colley's sister Elaine. They noticed a small figure behind the desk as Colley asked "Elaine is that you?". She Got up from the counter and saw her brother and asked "Hey bro. Want my new invention. The coolest Ice lollie ever made." Both agreed and paid her for the Ice lollies as Elaine had one herself she noticed the A.C. was off and continued to suck on her ice
Mud WrestlingMud WrestlingMud Wrestling in Short Stories More Like This
By Digital Circe
(woman to pig transformation)
Story warning: violence, nudity, vore
Annie’s mouth felt dry, like it was full of cotton balls. She blinked, waking coming back to her slowly. Her head hurt – had she been drinking that much? She felt cramped, like she’d been laying wrong and had a crick in her neck. Where, exactly, was she?
As her eyes finally focused, she realized how good a question that was. Annie was in a dark room, lit only by a few dim security lights. The walls seemed to be made of concrete. But more troubling were the metal bars around her. She was in some sort of small cage – something akin to an animal cage. Something big enough for a large dog, but tight and cramped for a grown woman. She was laying on some kind of pad that didn’t offer much cushioning. She was also naked.
Annie moaned, her headache throbbing, and tried to sit up. It
The Magicians AssistantThe Magician's AssistantThe Magicians Assistant in Short Stories More Like This
By Digital Circe
(woman to pig transformation)
Story warnings: nudity, adultery
Katharina Eberhardt looked over the program for Marcel's newest magic show, a grand display in San Diego that the beautiful assistant would be participating in. This time, she would be more than just his assistant; she was to be part of the spectacle. The performance was going to be televised, and the scale was to be the biggest magic show in a decade. Marcel had been very busy planning and preparing each illusion, including the ones that featured Katharina. The show was to be the greatest of the illusionist's life, and the evening would be crowned with a showstopper he would transform his beautiful assistant into a pig, let her (in actuality a trained pig) run around and wow the audience with her new form, then change her back in a final display. It would be perfect.
Any illusionist could make a puff of smoke and a subst
Dancing PigDancing PigDancing Pig in Short Stories More Like This
By Digital Circe
(woman to pig transformation)
Story warning: nudity, humiliation, religious themes
Circe had been vacationing in the United States for a few weeks, enjoying her annual sojourn away from her island kingdom in Aeaea. She had been growing steadily more impressed with the human world over the past century or so, as their technological accomplishments had begun to rival the finest achievements of her magical peers. In her opinion, most of those like her deities missed out by not keeping current with what the mortals could do, could achieve. It was exhilarating, after a fashion like watching a child grow up.
She had been shopping for groceries, and decided to enjoy a longer-than-necessary walk home. Music seemed to pound out of every other apartment window, car stereo, and personal iPod. When people had still believed in her as a goddess, such a diversity of music was unknown.
Cinderella TransformedCinderella TransformedCinderella Transformed in Short Stories More Like This
By Digital Circe
(woman to wolf transformation)
Story warning: graphic violence, nudity
Cinderella was a beautiful girl, blessed with bright blue eyes, soft golden hair, and a brilliant smile. She was not vain, but demure and honest. And once upon a time, she was happy. She was born Elise Trestakk, and her father had been a successful and well-to-do merchant. Her mother had died in childbirth, but in those days of magic, her father had secured for her a fairy godmother to give the girl comfort and strength. The child was unaware of the arrangement, but the fairy was there, spreading her wings over the radiant girl as she sat by her mother's grave under a willow tree, both keeping their own silent vigil.
Her father had sought to speed away her tears, and give her closer family than servants for those long absences when he was off on business to another city or country. To that end, while abroad he m
The JudensauThe JudensauThe Judensau in Short Stories More Like This
By Digital Circe
(man and woman to pig transformation)
Story warnings: religious themes, nudity, sex, violence, profanity
A Jewish merchant has his wall painted with a Judensau by malicious house painters, bringing harm to his reputation and his business. After the attacks on his family escalate, he turns to revenge on those that would make his family like pigs.
Yitzchak ben Hillel was a prosperous man. Despite the many restrictions of the Empire on the occupations a Hebrew could take, he had managed to avoid the reviled field of moneylending that so many of his brethren were forced into. As a young man, he had the luck to have been apprenticed to Eckardus von Dietingen, a master artisan who had seemed not to care what day of the week Yitzchak worshiped his God. He had learned a lot from the master, becoming a proficient sculptor and architect himself, but the most important thing he had gleaned were the dozens of artisan and bus
Hezekiah and NehustanHezekiah and NehustanHezekiah and Nehustan in Fantasy More Like This
By Digital Circe
(man and woman to seraphim transformation)
Story warning: violence, religious themes
Hezekiah trusted in the Lord, the God of Israel. There was no one else like him among all the kings of Judah, either before him or after him. (2 Kings 18:5 NIV)
It came to pass that in the thirteenth year of Hezekiahs reign over the nation of Judah, after the passing of Isaiah the prophet, that the king summoned his advisors, the prophets, the priests, and the Levites. In those days, the kingdom was divided, part Israel and part Judah. Israel had fallen before the king of Assyria, but Judah had stood her ground. There was much corruption in those days, and most of the kings of both nations had been idolaters and bullies, shaming the throne of their forefather David.
Hezekiah looked around the room at his court. Emzara, Isaiahs wife, now fantastically old, sat to his left, and Mahath, hea
Pig NetworkPig NetworkPig Network in Fantasy More Like This
By Digital Circe
(woman to pig transformation)
Becky Brant was nervous about her interview. The pretty brunette girl was applying for a job at the Pig Information Network, one of the premier news agencies in the post-Orwell Virus world. Orwell had hit forty odd years before, well before Beckys time, but since then the world had gotten used to the idea of humans turning into pigs. Indeed, it was now desirable no one knew why, but it seemed like people turned more piggish the more successful they became. Becky looked at a television in the reception area, displaying the networks anchorsow, Alyssa Eigenmann, in action. The gorgeous blonde was almost entirely a fat sow, only her hair and breasts offering any evidence that she started as something other than a pig. Alyssa was Beckys idol, and she hoped one day to be an anchorsow just like her. Alyssa was the only sow anchor, all
Summer Job Part 1Rachel was a very popular girl. She was average height, had fiery orange hair, freckles, was on her university's swimming team, and everyone liked her. Although she enjoyed swimming in the pool, what she really loved was the ocean. She loved the sound of waves crashing, the smell of the saltwater, but most of all, she loved the creatures that inhabited it. She was even studying marine biology at university. Unfortunately, she didn't live anywhere near the ocean, so she had to settle for the aquarium in her town.Summer Job Part 1 in Short Stories More Like This
In order to help her pay for her studies, she decided to get a summer job there. And that's when everything changed…
"You seem very well qualified to work here," said the aquarium's manager, a slender woman in a business coat with brown hair tied behind her in a ponytail and glasses , putting down Rachel's resume, "Good grades, a knowledge of marine wildlife, and the ability to swim if needed. So, when can you s
Summer Job Part 2"Well, I guess I'll start with the dolphins, since they're right here," Rachel reasoned to herself.Summer Job Part 2 in Short Stories More Like This
So she headed over towards the dolphin tank, their clicking and laughter growing louder as she neared it. When she reached the tank, she found seven slick, grey bottlenose dolphins swimming playfully in it. A couple of them swam over to the edge of the tank, clearly curious of their new visitor.
"Hello," Rachel said with a smile to the dolphins, "I'm Rachel. I'm going to be helping out here at nights. Do you know where your food is?" At this question, she let out a small chuckle. She knew dolphins were intelligent, but the idea that they would understand her, this soon after initial contact, and be able to show her where their food is was quite an amusing concept. So she was quite surprised when one of them swam a few yards to the left poked his head out of the water, and let out a few clicks, pointing his nose at a small metal fridge.
Friends to the EndFriends to the EndFriends to the End in Short Stories More Like This
“Hmm, how about those three,” A male scientist asked as he pointed to a group consisting of two young men and a young woman, who was holding the hand of one of the young men in the trio.
“They look like good group of subjects,” A female scientist replied as she watched the group out the van’s windshield, “Average builds, mixed genders, and what are the odds that there are three of them and three new serums to test? I’d say they should do perfectly.”
“Alright then, let’s get to work,” the male scientist replied as he started up the van and pulled out of their parking spot, slowly approaching the trio so as to not attract attention.
“Well, that was a pretty good movie,” Peridot said with a laugh to the couple walking next to him, “Don’t you think?”
“Yeah,” Mark replied, “It was alright. It just always seems sort of unrealistic
The FormulaThe FormulaThe Formula in Short Stories More Like This
Evelyn worked for a small soda production company in the R&D Dept. She had been struggling for weeks to come up with a new formula for the company's new cherry flavored soda. For some reason, no matter what the chemical makeup says the soda should taste like, she just couldn't get it to taste like real cherries. After being threatened with her job if she couldn't perfect the formula, she began working day and night...
"I've got it," Evelyn shouted as she held up the deep red liquid to her face, "It certainly smells like a cherry soda, but the real test is in the taste."
She tilted the vial containing the fizzy liquid into her mouth, a smile appearing on her face as she swished it in her mouth. However, the smile quickly turned into a frown before she ran to the sink and spit out the liquid, "Ugh, that's way too sour," she shouted as she cupped her hands under the faucet and filled them with water, quickly bringing it to her mouth and drinking to get the ta
Who's There?Who’s There?Who's There? in Short Stories More Like This
“Mom, I’m going exploring. Is that alright,” Shade asked as she started putting on her windbreaker.
“Did you finish unpacking,” her mom asked.
“Yeah, just finished,” Shade replied.
“Then sure sweetie,” her mom replied as she opened another cardboard box and began emptying its contents, “Just be back before dark.”
“Okay, thanks,” Shade said as she opened the door and walked out, taking time to examine her family’s new house.
Shade and her family had just moved from the city out to the country due to her father getting a work transfer. Although the change of location would be a major problem for people’s social life, especially a high school student like Shade, she didn’t really mind. She had never really been much of a socialite, and was actually quite shy. She didn’t leave many friends behind, and she figured that she wouldn’t be making many here. She had
Tips for Animal tf WritersTips for Animal tf WritersTips for Animal tf Writers in Sketches More Like This
After a long time looking around at the growing community of animal transformation writers on DA, I've noticed a few things that are, in my opinion, holding them back. So, in an attempt to help them improve their skills, as well as aid any future tf writers, I have compiled this list of tips, in hopes that they will see it and take them to heart, furthering their writing abilities.
1) Let's start with the title; be imaginative. Don't just call your story 'animal name tf', give it something that has to do with the story, but goes a bit further than just telling the reader what the tf is going to be.
2) Don't just start describing the character(s); a big rule in storytelling is to show, not tell. Try filling the story with bits of their physical and personal traits if you must, but don't just list them off.
3) Don't just have a short introduction then jump right into the tf; your writing a story, so tell one. Same thing goes for after the tf is complete. Talk a
The ExperimentThe ExperimentThe Experiment in Short Stories More Like This
"Please, just let me go, I'll do anything," Alice shouted as she banged her fists on the plexiglass wall surrounding her. At this point, she'd gotten over the useless attempts to cover up her stark naked body with more of a focus on escape. Her captor didn't seem to interested in looking at her anyway...at least, not yet.
"But why would I do that, when I'm so close to success, and you're the perfect subject," the mysterious man in the lab coat and glasses replied finally reacknowledging her after several minutes as a terrifying smile crossed his face, "Slender, athletic physique, just above average height, not to mention that fear of water I noticed watching you earlier...that would be the perfect test of adjusted brain activity and instincts...I mean, what's a mermaid who's afraid of water?"
The man chuckled at his own sad excuse for a joke, while Alice quickly tried to think of a way out of this mess. She could barely even remember how she got there..
November to JanuaryNovember 19th, 2012 to January 21st, 2013November to January in Letters More Like This
-Unicorn, driving to Kit’s father’s funeral (a bit that was cut)
KIT We paused for three hours for mum to nap with her head lolling back against the seat. Without the car engine, the landscape was filled with the loudest silence I’d ever heard. Insects and tiny creatures, seduced each other with chirrups and pheromones. It was a sex-filled night. A virile night. Two dark little rodent things chased each other across the car bonnet, their rice-grain claws sounded like the world’s tiniest rainfall on a tiny tin roof. They fell off the edge in a bundle of fur and squeaking and passion. ‘That’s it,’ I though, ‘that’s what God intended for dads: just one tropical night of frenzied lust and then they were meant to disappear back into the jungle. If we knew this was the deal from day dot, we wouldn’t be here now.’
-Unicorn, after Kit has become a girl
LawsAnnie feels as if she is floating. Levitating. Suspended. But she knows physics. What goes up must come down. For every action there is an equal but opposite reaction. She knows.Laws in Short Stories More Like This
Harvey feels as if the soles of his feet are turning to stone. His legs, his buttocks, every part of him in contact with the floor or the bed is becoming weightier and weightier. His hand is so dense. Packed with so much matter. It is the universe before the Big Bang. All that magnitude and matter compressed and compressed into the smallest of spaces. That is Harvey’s hand. He cannot lift it.
‘I’m not breathing properly.’
‘In what way?’
‘I… it’s sticking in my throat.’
Harvey watches Annie from his seat on the bed. Watches her bare shoulders move up and down with each short, stunted breath. He looks down at his hand.
Annie stares at the paper stuck to her mirror. &
Trophy wives, refugees and multiple JessicasTwo days ago a memory crept out of some abandoned back corridor of my brain and planted itself firmly behind my eyes. It is still foggy and there are gaps and non sequiturs but I’m going to write it down and see if it makes any more sense on paper.Trophy wives, refugees and multiple Jessicas in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
I was in Year One. I was playing with my friends Jessica and Jessica. To differentiate them we’ll call them Jessica the Quite Beautiful and Jessica the Not So Beautiful. You’ll see why shortly.
Jessica the Quite Beautiful, as our (beautiful) leader, organised a competition on the school oval: the boys would race. First prize? They would ‘get’ her. I remember the wording very well. It wasn’t that they would get to be her boyfriend or get a kiss. They would get Jessica the Quite Beautiful. What does this mean for Year Ones? I was second prize and Jessica the Not So Beautiful was third. The three of us sat on our wooden stumps, arranged in order from most to least beautiful, and eight little boys set out on t
MeatShe is tenderising meat.Meat in Short Stories More Like This
Striking it again and again.
What started as a smooth arch, a regular pulse of her hand, has become jagged.
She has tenderised the meat. Now she is pulverising it. Smoshing it into the marble bench top on which she is working. Flecks of blood, specks of meat
fly with each thwack of the mallet.
It decorates the walls.
Textures the ceilings.
A sliver of it hangs from her haggard lip.
Another from her eyelash.
Now the implement is striking bare stone. The flesh has disintegrated beneath her violence. Outside the speckled window, the ocean is as blue as her eyes.
- I’ll spell it out for you. I’m not staying. I can’t stay. I’m leaving and I’m not coming back.
- And I know what you’re going to say: ‘Why now?’
- I wasn’t. I wasn’t going to say anything at all.
- Well your friends will say it. They’ll use expletives and hushed tones. They’ll not say i
The camera loves you, baby.So I turn to him like real / like a real snap of de head an I look im straight like an sayThe camera loves you, baby. in Drama More Like This
I read dis story / dis article in some magazine once
was an interview wid a photographer / a guy I work with / an I was reading it cos my pic was used an dat was my first feature / first spread all printed up on paper an stuff
I had dat mag for months bfor I read it / juss keeped on flickin it open an starin at me / at me own face an touchin da glossy paper like I couldn’t believe it were me / Emmy looking like some star / some big famous fuckin star but one day I sit down an read it / took me / took me
took a long time
An he was sayin how wid each pic / each girl / he fall in love wid dem / juss a bit / juss while he is takin da pic an dat he believe you can’t shoot a woman widout lovin her in dat minute / in da minute your finger is on da button an you is starin at only her / only her thro da camera an dat sometimes dis love dis feelin hangs on for a few days after an you is wal
What he sawI keep thinking about the bike riderWhat he saw in Free Verse More Like This
The one who rode past the night we kissed on the street corner
I never mentioned this before
I didn’t want to admit that I was kissing with my eyes open
I was trying to live that moment to the fullest
My sensorial memory
Places that kiss on a summer night
It sets the light at dusk
The temperature in the high twenties
The pavement as cooling
My sensorial memory exposes skin
A strapless dress perhaps
A light shirt
Out of character for us both but
That’s what my memory says
My calendar says different
It places that kiss in mid-winter
We were both tipsy so dusk was long gone
My fingers remember the greasy film of sunscreen
My memory is
Not to be trusted
But I believe in the bike rider
I felt him pass with every inch of my skin
Every guilty eyelash shifted with his breeze
I wanted to run after him
To stop the spinning wheels and demand
Could you tell?
Gozleme Man: a poem of uncertaintyI bumped into a man coming out of the gozleme shop.Gozleme Man: a poem of uncertainty in Free Verse More Like This
He said "sorry", I looked awkward and I knew it was on.
Knew that I was going to marry him.
It's that certainty, that inescapable truth
When you lock eyes with a stranger on the train and realise you already know exact shape of their tongue.
But Gozleme man wasn't like that. It wasn't a sex thing.
It was a wedding, white and terrifying
Cocktails in jam jars
Flowers from my mum's garden
A seat for my grandma right up near the action where she could see my shock
My 'how did it come to this'
I'm not a romantic
I don't believe in fate
I know we're going to marry, Gozleme Man and I
But I also know we're going to divorce
Four years in
About four years in.
We'll hate each other for as long as we loved and then, somehow, wake one morning in our separate homes to find that the hatred has disappeared and things
Gozleme Man and I will get a drink from time to time
Maybe once every six month
Growing Up - TGLeslie pouted as he collapsed to the floor, circling a finger in the carpet as he scowled at the ground. He continued the effort, picking up pace until the rug burned against his finger, wincing as it scraped against his flesh. He pressed it into his mouth, sucking down on it and blushing a sudden heat lit up a groan, making him spit it out with a gasp.Growing Up - TG in Short Stories More Like This
"What's wrong, hun?" asked his father, bending down as Leslie resumed his glare. The father backed up beneath it, wiping brown hair from his eyes and blinking in surprise at the ferocious onslaught.
"I look like a bloody five year old!" pouted the boy, his childish expression making comedy of his anger. "I'm eighteen! I'm graduating high school! I shouldn't like like some elementary school reject with a penis too tiny to see!"
"Is that what's bugging you?" sighed his father, shaking his head a little. "You're perfectly normal for a boy of your age and gender as I keep telling you "
Leslie snorted, glaring up. "Like I'm
Valentines - TGLindsey hesitated for a moment before thrusting the heart shaped box towards her boyfriend, waiting for him to get a grip before asking, "Do you love me?"Valentines - TG in Short Stories More Like This
Riley blushed in response, his face flushing red as he stammered at her. "Wh-wha?"
"It's valentines day," she whispered, embarrassment battling with frustration at his stuttering. "And I wanna know if you love me. Before you take the box."
He blushed again, but nodded, relief flooding through her even with his confused expression. "What's all this about?" he asked.
"Nothing," she muttered, her fingers trailing against the cardboard surface. She gripped the trail of the ribbon as she went, slipping the cover off as the chocolates inside began to melt. "I've just been giving things a lot of thought, is all about the two of us "
"Are you breaking up with me?" he demanded, glancing at the melting chocolates in his hands. "Are these break up chocolates? That melt?" He glanced between them and her, panic displa
Bikini Line - TGJacob rummaged through his dresser, motions getting more frantic as pants and shirts were heaved out. He ran his fingers across the wood, the grains passing beneath his fingers as he silently cursed. "Looking for these?" asked a voice.Bikini Line - TG in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Jacob spun, eyes widening as he saw his swim trunks hanging limp from his roommate's fingers. "Give those back, Max," he snapped, darting forward as the bigger boy easily held them from his grip.
"Not so fast, Jacob," smiled Max. "I've got a little proposition for you, first."
"Stop messing around!" demanded Jacob. His fingers grazed against the cloth as he jumped. Max just yawned, tossing them into the hall as a pair of hands gripped them, the males lining the hall all passing it down between them. "Max!" whined Jacob, a tinge of desperation entering his voice. "I've got a date tonight!"
"And unless you want your date knowing exactly what you've been doing when you're not seeing her," the boy smiled, "you're going to do what I ask. I got pictures of you
My Sister's Panties - TGJacob blushed as his fingers brushed against the soft fabric, the pink cotton sliding between his fingers. He bit his lip as he looked around, eyes darting across the pink of his sister's room before finally settling on the filched panties. He hesitated for a moment before clutching them to his chest, balling the smooth cloth in his hands before darting to the room next door and collapsing on his bed.My Sister's Panties - TG in Short Stories More Like This
He sighed in relief, happy to have succeeded cleanly this time as he glanced furtively around the room, eyes resting on the closed door for a moment before his gaze relaxed. He smiled to himself, as he hooked a finger to each side of the jeans and began to tug. The cold air sent shivers down his spine and down into his brain as the cloth slid smoothly down his legs, the hair shaved clean beneath its covering. The underwear slid off next, flopping to the floor.
He lifted a foot from the pile, leaning back a little as he carefully placed one foot then the other through the cotton holes, pul
ulti-cow - Lactate TGThe bottle slipped from Mal's hand, the last few drops of blue liquid dripping to the floor before the glass hit tile. It broke apart in a loud crash he failed to hear, his hands clasped hard against his ears. He could feel his fingertips hardening, the joints stiffening.ulti-cow - Lactate TG in Short Stories More Like This
"You " his mouth worked quietly for a moment, pain working in the jaw as his eyes searched the passive face of the man behind the counter. "You told me the potion would solve my artist's cramp!"
"And you elected to pay for the potion through services instead of cash." He smiled gently, almost kindly, a bare slip of white teeth showing through the delicate pink lips. Mal's heart beat a little faster when the man spoke, his voice soft. "You'll serve a month or two or longer if you decide you need some new things and then you'll be back to normal; artist's cramp free."
Mal nodded, almost numb; He could tell there was something wrong with that response. He shouldn't' have been giving in that easily. He kn
Locker Room - TGI peeked into the girl's locker room, swallowing my fear when I saw that it was empty, and cautiously making my way inside. My friends were never going to forgive me if they found I was down there. The girls would beat me, the boys would want to know why I didn't take them with me, but not a single one of them would have ever even considered believing me. I couldn't even blame them - I wasn't sure if I believed me, either. All I knew was that I'd seen something down here, last time, and I wasn't going up until I figured out what. Of course, telling them that I'd accidentally wandered into the girl's locker room the first time around wasn't exactly going to be helping my case with anyone, either, even if it had been almost entirely empty.Locker Room - TG in Short Stories More Like This
I breathed in the scent, inside, blushing a moment later when I realized what I was doing, and fighting the urge to do it again. The panties were the next test, the lacy pink things drawing my eyes and almost my hand, before I managed to wrench myself
I'm a fool.I've lost my will.I'm a fool. in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
I've lost my way.
I've lost my heart,
And the urge to stay.
I've lost everything...
I fell apart,
Ive felt the sting,
of lonely nights,
Full of nothing, but regret.
There's nothing left.
I can't believe I got so far ahead of myself.
I can't believe I thought it wouldn't be hot in hell.
I can't believe I turned into such a fool,
If there ever was A fool,
You know I'm sorry too.
I've lost my soul.
I've lost my fight,
I've lost the urge,
To try and survive.
I've lost everything...
I fell asleep,
I've heard the ring,
Of an angry bell,
That tolls for me, I'll cry instead.
There's nothing left.
I can't believe I got so far ahead of myself.
I can't believe I thought it wouldn't be hot in hell.
I can't believe I turned into such a fool,
If there ever was A fool,
You know I'm sorry too.
I'm a fool,
And I deserve what I get,
There's nothing left.
I'm a fool,
Full of regret,
There's nothing left.
I'm a fool,
If there ever was a fool,
And I'm sorry too.
A little birds name: Chapter 15Zander had stayed that whole day with me. We just sat at the house watching movies and listening to my Mom tell stories, like we were two young kids huddled around a campfire. He left later that night after having eaten dinner with us. The strange thing was I missed him even before he had gone. Like there was no such thing as overstaying his welcome. For the first time in a while, I found myself caring about more than just Olive. For almost a year and a half she was the only thing that mattered, and it started to feel like I was finally seeing other people, and other things that mattered. It’s like I was changing. The scariest thing of all was that even though I missed Zander, it wasn’t because I wanted to kiss him or be close to him, more so I just enjoyed him being around. I liked the way he laughed, and how he said my name with such care, like it was fine china, and if he wasn’t gentle it might break. Most of all I missed how he made me feel so important, like he hA little birds name: Chapter 15 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
A little birds name: Chapter 16I felt as though a veil had been lifted. Everything made sense. All the small things I had ignored before, they stood out clear as day. I tried to carry myself as if I was completely undetectable by the opposite sex, and part of me honestly thought I was. I thought that I transcended my gender and actually made to the other side. I always knew I was a girl of course, and it didn’t really bother me, but I felt like if I did everything I could to be like a “man” it would happen. I began to realize that day with Zack that nothing was as it seemed to me. I was entirely wrong, my perception was off. I didn’t know how to react, I thought about running away.A little birds name: Chapter 16 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Zack had finally left after making sure I was okay. Of course I wasn’t okay, but he didn’t need to know that. The next day I invited Olive over, I wanted to try and get back to what I remember my life being like. It was around one thirty in the afternoon when she arrived at my house. I made us lunch and
A little birds name: Chapter 14Sunlight washed over me, bathing me in a warm glow. The sounds of chirping birds came to me slowly as they drifted through the window. I lifted my head and yawned. I balled my fists and rubbed my eyes until I started to see fireworks. I did that often, so I will probably go blind someday. I stretched out the last bits of sleep from my stiff body, before realizing I was alone. I flung the covers off myself and proceeded to walk to my bedroom door. I was pretty sure I did not fall asleep to an empty bed, so why was I waking to one? Then as I grabbed the door knob I heard something from downstairs that made me take a step back, laughter. I hurried down the stairwell and as I reached the bottom I was met with the most unfamiliar sight. It was my mother in the kitchen; she was holding a frying pan and using a spatula to serve eggs to a boy, the boy that had held me in his arms the night before. They were laughing hysterically, so much so they hadn’t even noticed me standing at the basA little birds name: Chapter 14 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
A little birds name: Chapter 13Zander and I arrived at my house at eleven o’clock; it was a long walk that seemed to go by in seconds. I was pretty sure it had to do with the conversation. Having someone to talk to while walking always makes the time fly. I opened my front door and called out to my mother. She was already asleep, but I didn’t care because she would have said Zander could come inside anyways. I plopped down on the sofa and used the remote to switch on the TV. Zander sat down on the love seat adjacent from me. I thought it was odd that he would choose to sit so far away. I flipped through the channels on the television before settling for a late night comedy I had seen a million times.A little birds name: Chapter 13 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
“So are you hungry or anything” I asked zander.
“Uh no that’s alright, thanks” he replied.
We sat watching the movie for a while and no one spoke a word. I was beginning to wonder if Zander was nervous or something. The awkward tension in the room became so thick that you could
A little birds name: Chapter 12It had been a while (maybe a month) and I hadn’t left the house. I sat in my room, and I played with my cat, and I tried to douse the fire in my heart. It was pointless; I would never feel at peace. I knew that I needed closure, And that I had to confront Christian sooner or later. Perhaps I just wasn’t strong or sound minded enough to let it go. Olive still didn’t even know I felt this way. She had no idea that I secretly burned with the desire to throw her from a cliff. The problem was that I loved too deeply, and I couldn’t bare the idea of being without Olive; more so that I couldn’t bare the idea of her being with someone else.A little birds name: Chapter 12 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I was sitting on my bed kicking my feet, when all of the sudden my computer made a quick electronic sound. I pulled it onto my lap and lifted the cover. There in the browser a chat window appeared. It was Chloe. She hadn’t left me alone since that night I slept with her. I didn’t know what to do. I didn’t love
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Sandy sat cross-legged on the sofa, her bulging stomach straddled between her thighs. A laptop rested precariously on her calves as her large stomach prevented her from placing it closer. Cleavage bounded from her low-cut blue camisole that strained to encompass her pregnant proportions. Black yoga pants clung to her legs as they were the pants she felt most comfortable in these days. She strained to reach the keyboard while typing in a new search query, her arms contorting around her bulbous stomach and enlarged bosom. She was thoroughly annoyed with her huge chest and inflated abdomen, wishing they were less of a hindrance.
She pondered how long it had been since she was able to see her feet while standing upright. She recollected on memories of the sudden obstruction of her view that was her new, large bosom. Over the past eight months, her stomach had expanded, growing with and finally surpassing her ample breasts, now filling much
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A cold red colon pulsed with each painful digital chirp of the alarm clock. Light began to infiltrate the slowly opening brown eyes of a young woman as she awoke from violent sleep. A petite and feminine hand emerged from underneath the comforter, falling abruptly on the snooze button of the clock radio as the alarm was quelled. Long white-tipped finger nails decorated the hand as it submerged below the bed sheets.
The alarm clock’s agonizing binary tone returned, pulsing in sync with the clock’s red colon heart.
“You’re late! Get up!” said the female voice from outside the room.
The young woman rolled onto her side and silenced the alarm. Sweeping the quilt and sheets away from her body, she twisted to sit upright on the edge of the bed, her feet hovering just above the floor. She stood up and stretched her arms above her head, her petite and perky bosom teasing the fabric of her baggy light blue
A Devil in ParadiseA Devil in Paradise in Short Stories More Like This
Sam watched the jagged Miami skyline melt into the horizon as the cruise ship chased the sun towards the Bahamas. He pondered his reasons for agreeing to a seven day single’s cruise as he looked out over the sea, entranced by the seagulls hypnotic soaring.
Sam was a chiseled, hansom man with an insatiable lust for beautiful, athletic women. He had perfected an efficient process of seduction that produced perfect results and no unwanted byproducts. At first, he was in search of love, but he had quickly grown addicted to the fruit of his labor. He was in love with the lustful hunt and capture, his slain prey were merely trophies to be forgotten upon the next challenge.
The ship’s foghorn sounded, reviving Sam from his trance. He looked around the decks of the vessel, scouting for potential targets. The cruise ship was populated by a perfect one-to-one ratio of men and women, but few women were doing much to peak Sam’s interest. Sam decided to find a bar;
Too Many Drinks - Part IIIToo Many Drinks - Part III in Short Stories More Like This
Harmony clutched the white cotton panties Sandy had discarded before bathing and placed her free hand on the small of Sandy’s back, guiding her toward Chuck’s room. “Let’s see if we can throw an outfit together that doesn’t make you look like you’re wearing potato sacks,” she teased.
Sandy bit her lower lip as she tautly sauntered to the room she had known as a male, apprehensive towards being seen in public in her new anatomy.
“We’ll start with the panties. I realize they’re tight, but that’s all we have to work with right now, Sandy,” Harmony reminded Chuck of her newly chosen name.
Sandy slotted her petite feet through the apertures of the panties. As she slid them toward her waist, she noticed they slid with less friction, thanks to the smooth nature of her freshly trimmed lower body. The panties slotted tightly around her waist, aggressively wrapping her robust bottom. A
Too Many Drinks - Part IToo Many Drinks - Part I in Short Stories More Like This
A blurred and painful awakening disrupted Chuck’s dormancy as his eyes slowly focused on his digital alarm clock.
The blinking colon between the hour and the minute counters violently drummed the seconds of his alcohol induced torment. Chuck’s head bellowed upon waves of whiskey infused headache. How had he managed to drink so much?
More importantly, what happened last night? The evening was a muddled conjecture of missed connections and happy accidents. The late hours of a night’s outing at his local pub usually lead to a booze-infused discussion of politics, religion, and sex, soon obliterated by a cleansing alcohol-fueled memory wipe.
Something prolific, a profound moment, had managed to escape the mental gravity well of his binge. A monolith, no... a person had managed to survive in his memories until his awakening.
Suddenly, a tide of recollection swept over his mind.
Chuck cringed at the realiza
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Tuesday night, Kelly bounced into her apartment cheerfully. She was looking forward to going over to Barry and Steve’s place to make dinner for Steve and hear about his progress on the Disembodied Princess prop he was making. She hesitated in front of the large silver disc in the back of her closet. The last time she’d popped in unannounced, Barry hadn’t been too happy to see her.
Barry didn’t sound terribly happy when she called, either. He grudgingly accepted that she wanted to come over, but asked for half an hour to ‘set some stuff up’ first.
When Kelly finally got the all clear, she bounced through the portal and asked Barry what he’d been setting up... then looked around her at the white painted walls and the long corridor stretching off to her right and realized he probably couldn’t hear her. She looked back at where she’d come from, and was relieved to see the refl
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The day had started well. Jackson manor was sparkling clean, from top to bottom, and one of the catgirl maids responsible for that state had just finished serving breakfast. A second catgirl was playing with Lenny, who had supped on cream and was looking as content as only a cat can.
The stentorian chime of the mansion’s doorbell startled everyone except Lenny. The way the catgirls’ tails bottled out set George to laughing. Once he calmed down he sighed. “I suppose we should find out who that is. Curly, are you around?”
One of the catgirl maids waved a hand. “Over here.”
“You may need to do the talking, if it’s a neighbour. Play it cool.”
George and Curly headed to the doorway, with George’s girlfriend Candy not far behind. She was also a catgirl, but nothing like the maids. She’d kneaded herself an impressive set of muscles, and stood fully seven fe
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"Maria's home!" called a little voice, and there was a sudden patter of feet heading toward the apartment door. A row of foot tall girls with nail polish coloured ears and tails waited to pounce as a key turned in the lock. The door swung wide, and they rushed forth to hug Maria's legs, chattering cheerfully.
"And she brought a guy!"
Maria clucked at the kittygirls about her legs. “Inside, pets.”
Her date stumbled into the apartment, looking stunned. “What... what are they?”
“I told you I had some unusual pets.”
Greta, the boldest of the lot, was already cuddling up against her date’s leg. He twitched violently, sending her soaring against the wall where she hit with an unpleasant sounding crunch.
Maria turned on him with flinty eyes. “For that, I should turn you into a cat-bed.”
“Fuck this, I’m out of here!” The door slammed behind him.
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Steve had met Kelly in a bar, like usual. He'd been out with his best buddy Barry, using their usual combination of Steve's best close-up magic tricks and Barry’s roguish charm. Steve had a new batch of flash powder to try out, and they'd had some fun with that and the usual razzle-dazzle. Reeling in girls with Barry’s rugged good looks and fanciful tales was easy, but they both had fun with the magic.
Kelly hadn't been the prettiest one there, not by far. She was more cute than pretty, and her small stature to made the blonde pixie look work. She'd lapped up their act and asked for more, more, more! Barry and Steve had obliged, and it had been easy to get her back to their apartment with promises of showing off the sawing cabinet Steve had built. The cabinet didn't work, but any girl that was willing to get into the cuffs on the table was generally willing to do a lot else besid
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In the morning, Kelly found Steve sleeping at the kitchen table, beside a laptop displaying completed plans for a birdcage-shaped Disembodied Princess magic trick. Kelly resisted the urge to tousle the always-rumpled dark hair of the wiry twenty-something guy. He wasn’t as muscular as Barry, but she found him cute. And there was something about him this morning... When she leaned in to look at the plans more closely she brushed against him, and he startled awake.
“Oh! I’m sorry. Did you work on these all night?”
Steve blinked at Kelly owlishly. Something about her seemed off, but he couldn’t put his finger on it. “Uh... No? I was trying to work on an impalement prop, too. Can’t figure out how to do the levitation part.”
Kelly shrugged. “Could we do it with me standing up? If you modified the Disembodied Princess by putting round