ENGIE: My girl AnnieENGIE: My girl Annie in Free Verse More Like This
A Goddess, my beloved, mine alone,
Who, that in warm humanity were grown
Became through Man's success a mother brain,
And, motherlike, did gather of her own.
And mine thou wert, my seeding art thy key,
Though seeded, seeding self, evolving free,
Unbounded maiden saviour, formed benign,
A fertile shore on lost Man's barren sea.
Oh, mine the vision, mine the fatal flaw!
Still mine the darling kernel in the maw,
Thy children gathered, gathering now slain,
What nutriment I gave, I now withdraw.
In with'ring grief these last designs I frame,
Yea, mine the spark, yea mine the cleansing flame.
Love Hina Hypno 2: The Second HalfKanako thought about which of the remaining three girls to go after first. Naru and Motoko didn't trust her but Suu would be dumb enough to be tricked. And she could use Suu later. She went to Suu's room and looked around. Suu's room resembled a jungle and seemed many times larger on the inside than it did on the outside. Kanako walked around for a couple of minutes before Suu suddenly dropped down from a tree directly in front of her, hanging upside down from a branch. Kanako jumped back in shock but quickly regained her composure. She cleared her throat before saying, "I've been looking for you, Suu. I have something I need to show you."Love Hina Hypno 2: The Second Half in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Something you need to show me? Is it food?" Suu asked excitedly.
"No, something even better," Kanako replied, pulling out the coin and swinging it in front of Suu's eyes. Suu's eyes followed it with a look of wonder on her face. "Follow the coin with your eyes as it swings back and forth. See how soothing it is? So soothing, it makes you want to jus
HypnoBishoujoLand: War of Mind Part 1Jessica woke up early to go for a jog. It was a nice, warm day so she figured she could burn a few calories before she started her day. She dressed in a tight olive shirt that was designed to keep her breasts from bouncing too much, along with a pair of dark green shorts that showed off her shapely legs.HypnoBishoujoLand: War of Mind Part 1 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
As she reached the front door and slipped her sneakers on, she heard a voice say her name. She turned to see Jake coming out of the kitchen.
"You're up early," she said with a smile.
"So are you," he replied. "Going for a run?"
"Yep. What about you? Had another long night of gaming?" Jess asked, noting how tired Jake looked.
"Uh... Yeah, yeah, pretty long night," Jake replied, glad that it was early so Jess might not notice his blatant lie. "Really, I just want to relax at this point."
"Let me get my watch and I can help you with that," Jess giggled.
"No thanks, you'll probably just put yourself under instead," Jake replied slyly.
"Hey, I'm not that bad," Jess replied, a little
Dead or Alive Hypno Story 5: PaybackDead or Alive Hypno Story 5: Payback in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Ayane lay on her bed, thinking about the previous night's events. About the discovery that she and Kasumi had both been hypnotized and could be put back under at the utterance of a single phrase. About how she had been put under at the utterance of a single phrase. Twice. And about how she'd been made to massage Kasumi and Hitomi's feet to prove that it was possible. She felt a great shame over her own helplessness.
She felt that she needed to blame someone else, that this couldn't possibly be her fault. After thinking on it for a while, she reached her conclusion: "Kasumi. If she hadn't dragged me to that stupid stage show, this never would have happened!" Somehow she had to get back at her for this offense. But how? Physical violence, however tempting, may be going too far. Maybe some kind of unbearable embarrassment? Embarrassment to match that which she felt. Yes, that would suffice. But how? Ayane had been hypnotized and taken advantage of during that time. An
Dead or Alive Hypno Story 2: Late Night CallDead or Alive Hypno Story 2: Late Night Call in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Kasumi was on her way back to her room to ask Ayane if she wanted to join her by the pool today. She knew Ayane was starting to get annoyed by her wanting to be together all the time but she had been on the run from her clan for so long and she didn't know how long this peace would last. She decided to ask Ayane to do something relaxing so as not to be too annoying. As she turned the corner, she bumped into someone and both fell flat on their butts. Kasumi rubbed her rear end and noticed that the person she had bumped into was an elderly gentleman. She immediately jumped to her feet.
"I'm so sorry! I wasn't watching were I was going. Are you okay, sir?" she frantically asked.
"I'm fine," the old man replied. "No harm done, miss."
"Are you sure?" she asked as she helped him to his feet.
"Don't worry. I'm fine," he responded with a smile. Once he got a good look at her, his expression change to one of delighted surprise. "You're Kasumi aren't you?"
"Y-yes," she replied, a little taken ab
Love Hina Hypno 1: Eviction HypnoticeKanako couldn't stand it. These girls did nothing but torture her beloved brother and he just took it like it was okay. But it wasn't. She didn't care what it took; she was going to get rid of them. But how? There was no way she could convince Keitaro to kick them out. She was more likely to convince the girls to leave. She'd have to be pretty convincing to get rid of them which is why she began looking into various methods of persuasion. That's when she found it: hypnosis. With this, it could be possible to make them leave so she could have Keitaro all to herself.Love Hina Hypno 1: Eviction Hypnotice in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
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She needed someone to test it on. Not Naru or Motoko; they'd be too suspicious. It needed to be one of the others. Mutsumi, Suu and Kitsune were dumb enough and Shinobu was naive enough for a trial run. She'd just try it on the first one of those she came across. She didn't have to wait long, however, as she turned the corner to see Mutsumi. Perfect. She walked closer until Mutsumi noticed her. "Oh, good morning, Kanak
Ben 10: A Souvenir of SubliminoGwen entered the living room to find Ben sat on the couch with a large cardboard box resting on the coffee table. Gwen was staying with Ben and his parents for a week before her college semester began. "Hey. What are you doing?" she asked.Ben 10: A Souvenir of Sublimino in Short Stories More Like This
"Just looking through my old collection," he replied. Over the past six years, he'd kept a number of 'souvenirs' from his battles with various villains.
"You kept all that? You're such a dweeb," she joked and Ben stuck his tongue out at her. Gwen watched Ben intently, memories of kicking butt with her cousin rushing back to her as he took out an assortment of items, culminating in an old pocket watch. "Isn't that Sublimino's watch?" Gwen asked.
"Heh, yeah," Ben chuckled nostalgically. "Remember how I fought him on that giant clock of his and foiled his plans in human form?" he asked with pride.
"I remember you thinking you'd actually hypnotized me with it afterwards. 'Yes, Master. Your wish is my command.' I can't believe you actually fell for that."
HypnoBishoujoLand: Bad AimThis story follows on from Black and White. If you've not read that story, beware of spoilers ahead.HypnoBishoujoLand: Bad Aim in Short Stories More Like This
Sarah dropped down onto the couch and sighed deeply. All this getting the YPD back up to a good standard was very taxing for its new chief. She slowly slid her boots off and rested her tired feet on the coffee table.
"Rough day, huh?" asked Jessica as she entered the living room. Jessica had been helping where she could, but she also had her own responsibilities in the military, especially in light of her recent promotion to Captain.
"Oh, pull up a chair, I have lots to tell you," Sarah replied, somewhat sarcastically.
"That bad, huh? Well, if you need to relax, I could always hypnotize you."
Sarah went to retort, but couldn't find the energy. "Sure. May as well."
Jessica was surprised. "Normally, you'd comment on my inability to hypnotize without trancing myself."
"You've gotten better. Now, hurry up and whammy me so I can stop feeling so dead."
Jessica chuckled as she sat on th
HypnoBishoujoLand: An Unusual Session"Follow the watch with your eyes, only your eyes," Jessica intoned as her watch swung before her subject's eyes.HypnoBishoujoLand: An Unusual Session in Short Stories More Like This
Her plan was to put her subject into a nice, relaxing trance before playing a recorded message of herself giving her subject instructions to help her with her problems. The professor was working on something in the lab, but it would be okay as long as he didn't declare himself a genius at the top of his voice.
"That's it, such a good girl." Jessica smiled along with her subject. "Don't focus on me, only the watch. All you see is the watch. Just the shiny... pretty... pocket watch."
Her subject's eyes moved back from Jessica to the watch, obediently following it along its smooth axis.
"Okay, you're doing very well. Your eyelids are growing heavy, so very heavy, you can barely keep your eyes open. But you must. You must keep them open for just a while longer."
Her subject's eyes fluttered furiously, her struggle to keep them open evident, even with Jessica's own flutter
Hypno Teacher Part 1Hypno Teacher Part 1 in Short Stories More Like This
Mizuho awoke on Friday morning and took a glance at the clock. Seeing how much time she had left before she'd have to leave for work, she lay back down in her futon and watched Kei sleep. It had been a month since their marriage had become public knowledge but there hadn't really been any negative effects of it. In fact, the only difference was that they didn't need to hide it anymore. Kei began to stir just as she noted to herself that he looked so cute when he was sleeping. Kei's eyes opened and he saw her watching him. "Good morning, Kei," she greeted.
"Mm, morning," he replied, rubbing the sleep from his eyes. "What time is it?"
"We have a few minutes." They spent the next few minutes in each other's arms until they had to get ready for school. Another good thing that came from their relationship getting out was that they didn't need to go to school separately anymore, which was a blessing as Mizuho enjoyed walking together with Kei.
The day proceeded as usual until the end of scho
Dead or Alive Hypno Story 18: LiberationThe four girls stood once more outside Room Ten, for what they hoped would be the final time.Dead or Alive Hypno Story 18: Liberation in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
“Okay, you guys ready?” Ayane, the self-appointed leader of the group, whispered. Her three comrades nodded and she slowly twisted the doorknob. With her kodachi drawn, she threw the door open and she and Kasumi were the first into the room. The room was a mess. The furniture had all been piled up in a corner, opening up a lot more room, the only thing still in place being the bed, on which Lisa Hamilton and Zack's girlfriend Niki were currently sat and kissing. At either side of the bed, Kasumi Alpha and a girl called Kokoro stood at attention. All four of them had blank white eyes.
Hitomi and Leifang rushed over to check that they were okay, while Kasumi checked the bathroom and Ayane remained observant. Kasumi signalled that the bathroom was clear, while the other two were unable to awaken the entranced girls.
"It's no good," said Hitomi. "We can't wake them."
"Or get them to st
The Normal RoutineWARNING! This isn't a story about someone getting stuffed and popping, its a story WITH a person getting stuffed and exploding. What's the difference? Well read this long story and find outThe Normal Routine in Comedy More Like This
The air was chilly, the ground was cold, the view was hazy but the hands around her were nice and warm. Wait, hands?
The girl shot up to a sitting position, startling the two hospitable creatures around her. They were two, two hairy, frightened, wide eyed trolls. She must happened knocked out and brought here by these trolls. The girl looked down and realized that she had been changed into a warmer, fuzzier coat.
"Where's my clothing?" asked the girl, receiving a look of confusion from the trolls. They must be nearly her size, small critters.
"We threw them away," spoke up the first troll, dressed in his icy blue winter coat, "They were wet and didn't seem optimal for such a cold atmosphere."
"Also, it made you lo
A Typical Day in the CityWarning: This story has one woman who expands and explodes. Look away if you don't like it.A Typical Day in the City in Comedy More Like This
It was your typical day at the city. People roamed the streets towards their destination, the birds chirped cheerfully, the dogs barked excitedly, and the cats meowed excitedly. And most importantly, Kate’s parents were visit at noon!
Kate had to prepare for her parents arrival, for in her lazy demeanor she left all the preparations for the last second. So she had to get all the groceries and get her laundry from the cleaners before her parents arrived so she can properly get ready and have everything prepared for the family dinner!
She grabbed her jacket and walked out her room, finding her roommate on the couch, flipping through channels on the T.V. while still dressed in her pajamas.
“Hey Sal, I’m heading out to do some groceries shopping and stop by the laundromat, I’ll be back hopefully by midday.” Kate announced quickly as she collected her keys and purse,
Church of LiesMany strange religions have emerged over these past centuries. Some focus on strange acts while others were depended on strange beliefs. But none were as strange as the Cult of the Eternal Pregnancy. This cult was created by the high priestess after she announced that she has been blessed with carrying the embodiment of hope as a child. The child, or children, were to live within this blessed one until the moment presents itself where the hope within the high priestess emerges, granting everyone a lifetime of glory. Many were in disbelief that such a thing could possibly exist, but few have actually got to see the grand belly that the high priestess, leader of the cult, held. If any would behold this grand beauty, they’d be a believer in no time and become acolytes in this ever growing cult.Church of Lies in Comedy More Like This
The acolytes rushed out of their rooms, hurrying to the mess hall to greet the grand priestess waiting for her followers. They all filed into two lines, posi
Pop That Belly: Twin Edition“Welcome, ladies and gentlemen to…Pop That Belly: Twin Edition in Comedy More Like This
The familiar theme song played as the camera panned out over the colorful stadium as loud applause filled the air.
“And here’s your host, Jooohn Burtoooooon!!”
John Burton entered the stage, dressed in his usual flashy, purple suit as he trotted to center stage. He looked up to the audience and was met with a small group of admirers who applauded at the host’s arrival. The speakers in the back provided the loud applause to give the illusion, to the TV viewers, of a bigger audience present for the show.
“Hello everyone, and welcome to a very special episode of Pop That Belly!” John Burton announced enthusiastically. “Today we’re going to do things a little differently. Instead of witnessing two or three women attempt to fill themselves to the brink of explosion, we’re going to have two girls compete to see who can last the longest!” He announced, yelling at
The Tiny MistressDeep within the castle like mountain, high above a ruined village, a battle could be heard from within. Scrapes and tears and moans echoing all through the cave walls. A loud cackling heard over it all, laughing at the victories this chuckler obtaining. The origin of these noises can be pin pointed coming from the master’s cave room. Shreds of metal and skin flew out the open doorway as more moans and cackles echoed from within. Uninvited guests would have guessed a massacre was being dealt inside that room, but anyone brave enough to peer inside would quickly find out that this nothing more than the grand dragoness, queen of her castle within the cave, ravenously enjoying her enormous meal that she had collected from the village below, tossing aluminum scrap and fruit skins away after she was finished with them.The Tiny Mistress in Comedy More Like This
The effect of this grand meal was immediately apparent in the oversized orb that protruded out from her center. It lurched out, swelling inch by inch as the dragoness co
The Huge ComebackOn a faraway kingdom, one over looked by many, was an interesting civilization. These people lived normal and average lives. They worked in the morning and slept at night. Nothing exciting happened and no crimes were committed. Some would call this a paradise if they weren’t aware of the dark figure that ruled over this quaint kingdom.The Huge Comeback in Comedy More Like This
At the center of this kingdom, towering high like an obelisk, was the grand castle where a mighty, tyrannical Queen lives. She ruled this kingdom poorly, keeping all the goods and riches all for herself none for the citizens. She even goes as far as to feed off of her own citizens. She'd her subjects in a false sense of security, making them think that she would spare their lives if they didn't question her or her twisted motives, but no one was really safe from the tyrannical Queen's blood-lust.
The kingdom wasn't always like this, it used to be a kinder and safer kingdom, one free from such terrible tyranny, the previous Queen back then was a muc
Belly: UnpoppableTwo men were running down an alley, one screaming to the other to quicken his pace. A roaring can be heard down the alley from which the two men came from. They looked behind to see the silhouette of a large orb, something the men had a hand in. They kept running but then stopped and looked back, confused as to why the desired outcome hadn't occurred yet.Belly: Unpoppable in Comedy More Like This
"I told you it wasn't enough!" one yelled at the other, hitting him in the arm.
"Shut up Max!" the other yelled, "You saw her, you saw how big she had gotten, it was enough!"
"Well then, why hasn't she-" suddenly a loud explosion cut him off and the silhouette disappeared in a flash, launching its contents into the air.
"See? I told you!" shouted Max, his ears ringing a bit, "You gotta trust me, Joe."
"I trust you as far as I can throw you," Joe snapped back at Max. It began to rain around them, but not water, this liquid was brownish and smelled of a mixture of odd aromas. "Aw dang it!" complained Joe, looking down at his stained clo
The Jester's TaleThe sun radiates bright with heat and the ground scald hot, but luckily for the colorfully clothed gentleman, riding on his horse, the tap from the hooves resounding rhythmically against the stony ground as the horse trotted onward, he didn't have to walk. This gentleman wasn't a nomad, but a jester. He wore his clothing proudly, along with his famed, long nosed mask, placed proudly on his face, a wide grin displayed happily across the mask, the strap wrapped around the back of his head comfortably. He held his head up high and his nose poised far. From one kingdom to another, this lanky Jester rode on his horse, he would spread various odd tales of imaginary kingdoms, creating situations that would tickle many of the royalties' fancies.The Jester's Tale in Comedy More Like This
Upon clopping up a hill, the jester scanned the vast open plains, looking around seeing which kingdom he was invited to. Hmm, he was told that this was a long running kingdom, so that would exclude that little establishment where all the tents are held
Pop Goes the Weasel"Gather around kids, gather around" called the teacher, sitting in her brightly colored chair, waiting for all the children to form a semi-circle around the teacher, sitting and waiting patiently like good little girls and boys, "Its story time~" she chimed excitedly, waving the colorful book in her hands, giving the children a wide, friendly smile. The kids jumped in joy as they cheered for their favorite time of day. The teacher opens the book and began reading:Pop Goes the Weasel in Comedy More Like This
“The book is called ‘Pop Goes the Weasel,’ Oooooooooooooooooooh, let’s begin.
There once was a weasel and a skunk out enjoying the nice, lovely, sunny, bright day. Weasel and Skunk were very close friends and like to do everything together. They would walk together, talk together and adventure together and today was just like every other day.
But today was going to be a very different day. Instead of going down the usual route on their way home, Weasel decided that they should go down the infamous dark
The Big LeapIt was a beautiful sight, the sun raising over the horizon, hovering above the sea of clouds, watching as they casted shadows onto each other. Ties was a sight that few get to see, but for this mouse viewer, hovering above the clouds momentarily, it’ll be a sight she won’t live through for long.The Big Leap in Comedy More Like This
After being blasted into the sky, and hovering in the air for those precious few seconds of, the girl began her rapid descent towards the clouds. She felt the air slapping her face as she flapped her hands trying to stay afloat, but it was no use as she kept barrelling towards the sea clouds. She knew that once she passed the cloud, she’d only have seconds before splattering on the ground. She shut her eyes and waited for her demise.
Suddenly she felt something envelope, catch her in a silky embrace. She didn’t know if this what it felt like to fall into clouds. When she open her eyes, all she saw was white, silky, smooth white. She reached out and grabbed
Pennies From Heaven"So, we have a deal, Magnus?"Pennies From Heaven in Short Stories More Like This
The dwarf stroked his beard. "so let me get this straight... You'll put in a good word for me with Rosie the bakers daughter, and in return you get to take as much gold as you need from our horde?"
The mayor nodded. The name Mayor was a title he wore with pride, he had no gold chain of office to signify his rank so he had to make up for it some how. He'd promised to see his village through any crisis, and he planned to make good on that promise.
"that's the deal."
"and we get all of the gold back afterwards?"
The mayor nodded. "all of it."
The dwarf thought about it for another moment, stroking his luxurious facial furniture.
"Mister, you got a deal!" he shook the mayors hand enthusiastically. Rosie really was a hell of a girl.
"you know what they say..."
The voice echoed out. The sound of rock rasping on rock, a landslide of a voice.
"a penny saved is a penny gained..."
A smile as wide as a hearth, a mouth like the inside if a furnace. Delicately, t
Tap The Keg"you can just stop looking, you know I totally saw him first."Tap The Keg in Short Stories More Like This
"I totally did!"
"Stephanie, don't be such a twat."
"My names not Stephanie, it's Nightshade!" Stephanie pouted, her black lips scrunched as she stamped her foot, no mean feat in a pair of boots sporting a three inch sole and enough metalwork to make a battleship blush. Mean feet indeed.
"Whatever Stephanie." Janine shrugged before draining the last of her beer and setting the cup aside so as better to appraise the target.
He was tall, dark and handsome. It sounded quite cliche, until one stopped to consider just what level of extraordinary and rarified circumstance might arrive to produce someone with all three in such a fashion. His name was David, he was somewhat new in town, but he had caught the two of them's eyes across the party, though he was oblivious to such a fact.
"Besides, it doesn't matter who saw him first, once he looks my way, I'll have him." Janine purred.
"what makes you so sure?" Stephanie aske
GhostsShe'd been warned about this place.Ghosts in Short Stories More Like This
They said, at certain times of year, in the weeks when summer was dying and the leaves had begun to brown and crinkle up... There were noises from this place that no one could explain. Sounds like a mountain shifting on its foundations. Loud moans and groans, sometimes screams.
She'd heard it wasn't inhabited, but when Alyssa pulled up outside the old Vanderwald place on her scooter, she wondered why the porch lights were on.
She also wondered why a vast, crumbling gothic mansion had porch lights.
She pushed at the imposing wrought iron gates, which it turned out weren't completely rusted up and furred with ivy, the gate swinging just enough for her to wheel her moped up the overgrown driveway toward the ruined manor.
She flipped down the kickstand on her red and white striped scooter and adjusted her red and white striped hat that perfectly complimented her red and white striped polo shirt. She knocked politely on the huge wooden doors, only to find
Fairy Tale FailMaintaining a lithe figure is a matter of great pride to a fairy. It is said that you could put a flower petal and a fairy on a scale and the petal would sink every time. For a species that had a natural addiction to sugar as if it were pixie crack, it took a lot of self control to maintian such a reputation. However, there was one fairy who never did well keeping up appearances...Fairy Tale Fail in Short Stories More Like This
Standing at 8 inches tall, Josephine, or "Fina" as she was lovingly called by her fellow fairy folk, wiggled and fought with the fabric of her tiny green dress. Pale, pudgy flesh poking out the bottom, her victory of getting her posh belly to suck in and be contained by the garment was short lived as she strained to squeeze her plump posterior inside. A wobbling shelf of plump breast peaked out the top of the ill-fitted outfit, threatening to tear out as, through clenched teeth she growled and tugged "Grrr...Get...in there! I'm already...oof...late enough as it is!!"
"Ahhh! There we are!" She says wit
Catch A Liftwait... Hold the lift..."Catch A Lift in Short Stories More Like This
Running in heels wasn't easy at the best of times, though Jamie really wasn't doing herself any favours. She was fifteen minutes late for her meeting for a start, and then there was the matter of her lunch...
the door to the lift of the plush lobby began to close, she hitched her grey pencil skirt up a little and quickened her step. Just a few feet more! Nearly there!
She crossed the line, just as the doors narrowed yet further, she was home and dry...
Or at least part of her was.
Jamie had been to the all you can eat buffet across the street for her lunch. She'd purposefully gone out of her way to buy a maternity version if her usual suit, she had her eye on her property company buying the lot cheap and she was determined to put the owner out of business so she could buy the plot cheap. Best way to do that? By heating him at his own game.
All you can eat, in Jamie's case, turned out to be a lot.
The doors stopped, something blocking them. The people in the li
All The Fun Of The Fair"ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the third annual tri-county tummy stuffer!"All The Fun Of The Fair in Short Stories More Like This
A smattering of applause. It's a genteel crowd out today, folks heading for the fair in their droves not just for the rides and the sights, but for this, the event of the season."
The compare, a lion in a candy striped suit and slicked back mane welcomes them in to the open air enclosure.
"please give a warm round of applause to our guest judge, last years victorious winner, Miss Staceybelle!"
The rather rotund rabbit girl that presents herself on stage is clearly a bit of a shock to the announcer, cradling one hand under a heavy, pendulous stomach that domes the front of her pretty floral sundress.
"Welcome Staceybelle, and might I say the judge doesn't have to compete this year... You look like you've been practising!"
Staceybelle proudly arches her back and lets the announcer rest a hand on her fecund front.
"oh I ain't been practising, Derek, I'm expecting. You know what they say about rabbits!"
Pig Of A Pig 3: Alternate EndingWARNING - THE FOLLOWING STORY CONTAINS ABSOLUTELY NO BELLY BURSTING WHATSOEVER. AT NO POINT DOES ANYONE'S TUMMY EXPLODE. IF THE THOUGHT OF A GREEDY AND GLUTTONOUS WOMAN NOT RUPTURING OFFENDS YOU, THEN PLEASE DON'T READ ANY FURTHER. STOP RIGHT HERE. THATS RIGHT. GO READ SOMETHING ELSE. FOR THE REST OF YOU SICKOS WHO LIKE OVER STUFFED, INCREDIBLY BLOATED BELLIES THAT DON'T DETONATE DUE TO THEIR OWNERS OVER CONFIDENCE, DISBELIEF AT THEIR OWN TUMMY'S INHERENT VULNERABILITY, THEIR OWN GREED OR A COMBINATION OF THE ABOVE... YOU SICKEN ME, YOU PERVERTS. JUST KIDDING. THIS IS FOR YOU. CONSIDER YOURSELVES WARNED.Pig Of A Pig 3: Alternate Ending in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
"let me make one thing clear... My car, my rules. You got that?"
Jenny nodded, scribbling manically in the neat, spiral bound notebook she clutched as if at any second it would be stolen from her and never returned. She sought to catalogue everything: every word, every gesture, absolutely everything, only pausing to brush an errant strand of mousey blonde hair out of her eye line
Lady Imura"Men... Tell me, am I not the most wondrous thing you've ever seen?"Lady Imura in Short Stories More Like This
There was a loud cheer of approval. She was.
"Am I not perfection made flesh?"
Again they agreed.
"Am I not the heavenly vessel of divine providence? The embodiment of heavenly will?"
She was, at least to them
"Am I not the biggest thing you've ever seen?"
Lady Imura, Shogun of the Daigo prefecture, was truly vast. She half lay propped in the rear of her heavily customized war wagon, parading in front of her troops. She wore thick, heavy armour with it’s overlapping plates covering her body like some great blood-red leviathan. A single plate covered her most valuable asset, more ornate and more reinforced than the helmet that encased her beautiful features, the mask separate so that she might address them. A huge curved bowl was strapped to the front of her, carved from ancient hardened camphor wood and coated in hammered bronze affixed over steel plates, protecting both her proudest, most valued and most vulner
You Know What They Say"Madame, don't you think you've had enough?"You Know What They Say in Short Stories More Like This
There was a long, hollow groan, like a penny rolling down a well. The source of the sound didn't bat an eyelid, just bare her teeth.
"you know what they call this restaurant?" she asked, not retracting her snarl, her voice flat and menacing.
"Other than Burger World: the bigger health code violator in the tri-state area?"
The customer raised an eyebrow. "other than that?"
"I dunno, Burger Hurled? Cone for the fries, stay for the flies?"
She shook her head, for a second causing a small sheer of broken ceiling tiles.
"What about 'Home of the Flame Grilled Bellybuster'?"
The man's expression changed with sudden revelation. "Oh, you mean in the official marketing! Right, yeah, they do call us that."
"Good. Now, how many of those have I eaten so far?"
The man consulted the paper in his hand. "about 254, give or take."
"Now, it may be me just being a tad sensitive, but surely if you Jane your prized menu offering a belly burster, surely t should d
Anonymous: PerseverePersevere.Anonymous: Persevere in Free Verse More Like This
Crawl through the tunnel painted black.
Keep those torn eyes on teh star before you.
The glimmer of light,
The small crack of hope.
Even with it being so far,
And your limbs without energy.
Drag your corpse to the light,
Even if the slope is against you.
Any possability is a posaability.
That crack may be a door,
That light may be a way home,
This tunnel cannot last forever,
This angle cannot get any higher.
Limbs torn and hope shattered,
Your eyes still stare at that one hope.
That small chance of success.
Maybe you can be born again,
Maybe the nightmare will end.
Yai: ButterflyButterfly.Yai: Butterfly in Free Verse More Like This
Facing into the world so bare.
My breathing shallow,
My heartbeat dull.
I reach out,
Hoping to grasp the beauty before me.
Hoping to catch that one, single butterfly.
Fluttering around with such an elegant glide.
Come to me,
My dear butterfly.
Allow me to admire the perfect patterns of your beauty.
A touch like silk,
And a color close to perfection.
Can something so beautiful truelly be so real?
Can something so perfect to my eye,
Be right beside me?
Dance that beautiful dance,
Fluttering around my head.
Gliding on the wind without a care nor a burden.
Living each day with a beautiful, soft smile.
Before my eyes the butterfly would stop.
Perched gently on the skin of my palm.
Looking up with it's delicate optics.
Watching with it's beautiful stare.
Is this an act of magic, or pure emotion?
My heatbeat becoming a passionate rhythem.
My lungs filling with crisp, freash air.
My body trembling in pure excitment.
But the butterfly is not there,
Away from my hand yet I kn
Airship Down: UbiquitousUbiquitousAirship Down: Ubiquitous in Free Verse More Like This
I can feel it's breathe.
It's eyes staring.
Such a constant gaze.
What is this?
It's all around me.
Standing behind me.
Infront of me.
It's surrounding me.
I cannot sleep.
I cannot eat.
It watches me.
It's expression full of hate.
His visage full of anger.
It does not move simply stand.
I can hear it breathing.
I can hear it's anger.
I feel him inside of me.
Inside of myh ead.
I want it to get out.
But it will not move.
It's filling my head.
Expanding over my thoughts.
Taking over my emotion.
What is this.
This Ubiquitous form.
Why my head.
Falling to a dark.
A color of pure black.
Masa: StarStar.Masa: Star in Free Verse More Like This
Dazzle at the skies before us.
The dark black with the twinkle of life.
Look at how they shape togehter.
How their beauty is unmatched.
each star in that sky,
Holds it own beauty,
A beauty unimaginable to any imagination.
I want you to look up,
On that cold,
Lonley night as I would.
With so much distance between us,
Its hard to wrap my arms around you one more time.
I want you to daze into the sky,
The same sky I view,
The same sky we share,
Pick a star,
A star of perfection and beauty,
I want you to keep that star in sight.
For I'll meet you there.
I'll meet you in that one moment of perfection.
That moment being within your arms.
Zoe: PhantasmagoriaPhantasmagoriaZoe: Phantasmagoria in Free Verse More Like This
Fall in fright to the devils around you.
Look at their shadows stalking your every move.
The cold dark stare that goes through your soul.
Their bitch black optics watching you,
And only you.
no matter how fast,
You cannot catch these ghosts.
No matter how strong,
You can never resist their stare,
no matter how safe,
You'll never be without them.
Turn as you look over the walls.
Look over every corner of darkness.
Can you see their eyes?
Can you see their stare?
watch as they wait for a moment.
A moment of what?
A chance to preform what action?
All you can do is wait.
Wait and pray,
Pray these demons owe you no harm.
Vitoria: GodAll hail the mighty power of the gods.Vitoria: God in Free Verse More Like This
How they look down on us pathetic beings.
How they laugh at our scorn.
Watch how their devine hands holds a chalice.
A chalice of the sweat, and blood of it's followers.
Watch them drink away your hard work without a second glance.
What these so called gods loath in thier own vanity.
Press your hands together,
And prey up to the gods.
Hope they can hear,
And take pity,
And revive you.
But little is heard in the clouds.
Simply words fallen over deaf ears.
Ears that have long been deaf.
ears that have never heard a human word.
The gods of the very people they create.
The gods of the very emotions that tear them appart.
So come, all holy one.
Speak down and give us the light.
Allow us to see into the future,
And let us see into our past.
Allow is to correct our wrongs.
Allow us to help those sick.
Allow us to be heard,
Oh mighty lord.
But of course,
Those deaf ears hear no words.
Those deaf gods heed no prayers.
Ema: YellowThe mist of the morning air,Ema: Yellow in Free Verse More Like This
The yellow mixing with the bitterness of the night before.
The mist raises from the ocean as the sun emerges.
Lifting above the water with all it's glory.
It's dying visage still burning bright.
It's glorious form looking down on us.
As you hold my hand that little bit tighter.
As you watch the blend of colours with those beautiful eyes.
You allow the beauty to wash over you.
You allow everything to come to a standstill.
The heart flutters,
And the heart races.
Can you feel the depth of beauty?
Can you see reflection dance so gracefully?
Is all for you.
Kierra: BlissBliss.Kierra: Bliss in Free Verse More Like This
Look into the sparking gaze,
The gaze of your dearly beloved.
Look at the twinkle dimmer.
Look at the bliss fade.
Her body shifts cold,
and her weight becomes dead.
Spread out the guilt,
Tie up the lie.
Can you feel her wrist?
The dead weight that has no pulse?
The soft skin without a feeling?
Your angerful ways.
You swing your arms in love.
At least you tell yourself.
Are the fists from love,
Or from pure rage?
Did you feel the bliss for the last time,
You ever made love,
with the female that lays before you?
The female that had her last breathe for you.
The last breath you held from her lungs.
Nothing to inhale.
Nothing to exhale.
The fingers wrapped around to restraint.
The fingers cutting off the cold winter air.
Can you see the end you've started?
The end of a life.
The end of your morality.
The end of your bliss.
No more enjoyment.
No more love.
You're left alone with red hands.
Stained from teh guilt of a loved one.
Laying before you without a heart
Raven: Lovetouch into the heart of desperate desire.Raven: Love in Free Verse More Like This
The horrible ending
Of the obscure truth.
Feel benith the lies
And touch below the surface.
The roguh outline of what once perfect.
The frame of something once loved.
Your eyes fall dim,
From teh blue into the grey.
Where as your beat falls dead.
A flat line within the circus.
Such a cold visage,
And such cold limbs.
A desperate attempt to breathe.
Breathign in teh air that's long gone stale.
Hold onto the memories you once held.
That time when you were once happy.
The time where a smile was all to common.
Grasp dearly to that corpse of an emotion.
Still try to breathe the dead air it exhales.
Desperatley try to become what you used to be
Before realising you cannot be.
Inflation SchoolLucy glanced around the corridors of Steam Coast High, trying to familiarize herself with the new school. Being at a new school was pretty scary, but what she had found out threw rumour was even scarier. Apparently at this school, girls liked to inflate each other. Instead of a prank being snogging someone else's boyfriend, they liked to stick a hose in the other's pants. Steam Coast was an all-girls school, halls constantly packed and classes constantly full. Lucy gazed down at her timetable and saw what lesson she had next: maths. She hurried along, hunting for the room she was supposed to be in, catching a glimpse of herself in the reflection of a window. She stood out like a sore-thumb here, with curly blonde hair accompanying her chocolate brown eyes. She didn't feel right being compressed into a school uniform, her old school didn't have one, but this "new expensive private school" did. Grey blazers and white shirts, and Lucy had gone for the black skirt and leggings option. It wInflation School in Short Stories More Like This
Mexican Food Rewrite (Commission for senorpapel)(WARNING! This contains stuffing, expansion and popping)Mexican Food Rewrite (Commission for senorpapel) in Short Stories More Like This
Abbey hurried through the bustling halls of DeVore Academy as soon as the lunch bell went, desperate to stuff some food down her. After missing breakfast this morning and dinner the night before, she was beyond hungry, she was practically ready to eat one of her friends just to fill up. She slammed open the canteen door, flattening the girls behind it and ran over to the serving area, piling heaps and heaps of food onto her plate to satisfy her hunger.
"Oh yes!" she exclaimed "I'm so glad the day I'm starving is Mexican day!" she struggled with her plate over to where her friends were sitting, Lauren with two enchiladas, Juliet with a burrito and Emma with a plate of alambre, all of them jumping or unable to comprehend the tower of food that had claimed the table. When Abbey sat down none of them could even see her, the food being that high, and Abbey is pretty tall, so that's saying something.
"You gonna eat all that?" Juliet sa
The Air StealerBalloon Girls. Carly hated them. They weren't even proper females! Really they're just a pile of rubber, without air they're useless! Carly had been transferred to this new school, a lot different from her old "normal school". Girls being eaten, blown up, flattened, melted, it was crazy! And most of it could be traced back to those damn Balloon Girls... She was going to deflate every single one of them, that'd teach 'em. Maybe they'd take the message stay deflated, if they kept coming back, they'd just keep making her bigger...The Air Stealer in Short Stories More Like This
"Ugh, don't you just hate Burrito Tuesdays? The food is appalling, it tastes like it's come straight from a Vore Girls mouth!" a Balloon Girl said to her equally inflatable friend.
"Yeah I know, it's awful. I think there's still some fries left, I'm gonna grab a few" she said, standing up from the table. "It's not like it'll make me fat". As she approached the serving area, she could feel like she was being watched. There were no Vore Girls around, they were pla
Wonderflate Theme Park (Part 2)(WARNING! This contains inflation, deflation, popping and large butts)Wonderflate Theme Park (Part 2) in Short Stories More Like This
The deflated pair soared through the skies, both of them like washing in a washing machine as they tumbled around each other, before their descent onto the field of Uniflate School For Expanding Girls. They shot down to the ground and landed in a little basket, a hand reaching down from above and pulling Abbey out first, locking lips and puffing, her crumpled form swelling out until she was nice and tight, then the same process with Juliet huffing and puffing until she blew up to her normal size.
"Um, th-thank you" Abbey said meekly to the Uniflate girl who had blown them up.
"You're welcome! I hope you enjoy the Uniflate section of the park!" she said. The girl seemed to be bubbly and happy, your classic Uniflate girl who just radiated happiness. Until someone would pull her inflation cord, of course.
Pop Or Flop!"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to... Pop Or Flop!" the presenter shouted, followed by an uproar of applause from the audience.Pop Or Flop! in Short Stories More Like This
"Thank you, I'm your host, Neil Richardson, and today's contestant is... Amy Dabell!" he said, and from behind the stage walked a tall young woman of about 21, with long golden hair and a glittery dress.
"So Amy, how do you feel about being on the show?"
"It's great to be here Neil, can't wait to play!" Amy replied, glancing around the stage. It was laid out with 4 platforms with a beautiful woman at each one, belly's full and resting on a stool, with another golden platform in front of Amy.
"So Amy, you know how the game works, but for those of you at home, this is how it works: Amy will pick one of these fine young ladies, today being Emma, Naomi, Lizzie and Lucy, and she will come down and be Amy's. Amy will pop a girl, then be offered to swap. She then pops another, and repeats the process, until only Amy's girl is left, and we pop her to see what's inside.
ElasticaAt the age of 26, Juliet West realized that she was one of the few remaining Rubber Girls in the world. She decided that instead of meeting the same fate as all the others of her kind, she would use her stretchiness to save the world. Chloe Hardman, ex-villain and eater of people. Word on the street was she was supposed to be meeting with her gang on Liberty Street Wst to discuss secrets of a Vore Bomb, a device capable of sending an entire city to her belly.Elastica in Short Stories More Like This
Through the eerie silence of the ghost town, a dark figure swung through the night. Juliet rolled in a ball along the street, and came to a stop against a wall. She gazed down and saw her Elastica suit had been ripped in the chest by a rock. Although fragile, the suit was the source of all her power, as long as she gave it time to repair. Gotta test to see if she could still use her powers. She picked up the infamous Suit-Ripping Stone and pulled it from each side, and was pleased to see it she could stretch it. She flattene
Late Night Chemistry (Commission for StoicZS)(WARNING! This contains inflation and popping)Late Night Chemistry (Commission for StoicZS) in Short Stories More Like This
Everyone was packing up at the DesignX Research Laboratories as the end of the day approached, all the scientists storing away their various serums for various purposes ready to work on them tomorrow. DesignX was a company that produced drugs and designed chemicals for anyone willing to give them enough money, and their produce was not usually for public consumption, but for larger companies to work with as base products. Xana had been part of 'Design Team H' for several years, and was trusted as a chemical engineer that could work at extreme rates and get a lot done in a very short space of time. Her gingery-red hair was put into a short ponytail to keep it out of the way when working, but she also liked to appear dazzling to everyone she worked with, wearing a green shirt to show off her nicely sized breasts and a lab coat over that to keep it clean. Her blue skirt covered little of her legs, but she enjoyed the look of showing off skin,
ClockworkAmy sat there working hard in Chloe's belly, she didn't really have a choice, or she'd be digested. All Chloe had done was walk up to her, funnel her into her mouth, and tell her to make a machine to press a hole into girls' backs. It took hours, but finally it was done. A hole punch to make a hole in the lower back on anyone unlucky enough to be filtered into the machine. In Chloe's belly.Clockwork in Short Stories More Like This
"Alright fine, I'll stick to my promise, *BURP*" and Amy flew out Chloe's mouth and smushed a red-head into the wall.
"Now like, let's get this plan going" Chloe said to herself.
It took a while, but Chloe had hunted down and had eaten all 4 of her least favorite people: Abbey, Lauren, Emma and Juliet. They sat in her belly, in a little tray at the end of a machine.
"Chloooooeeeee, what is this thing" Emma shouted up the predators windpipe.
"You'll find out, just press the button" Chloe replied.
"Oh ok, here we go..." Emma said, giving the big red button a push. The other 3 girls tried to stop her,
Anything for LoveWhat would you do for love?Anything for Love in Free Verse More Like This
I bet there’s a lot you would do,
but I bet there’s even more you wouldn’t do.
And when it comes to me,
I can assure you that I would do anything.
But then, what is anything?
I wouldn’t only cross oceans,
but I would dive into the seas.
And I would fly to the ends of the universe,
as well as search for the end of the rainbow.
And I would stand in a lightning storm,
but I would also dance in the rain.
I would sit in front of a fire,
and a read a book and drink tea.
I would stay out all night long
just to lie under the sky and watch the stars
until the sun begins to rise.
I would stay in bed all day, just talking.
And that’s the thing about love
that I don’t think most people understand.
When you say that you would do anything,
it doesn’t all have to be extreme.
Usually it’s the simple things that matter the most;
it’s the little things that really stick out.
Either way, those are still the things
that I wo
Picking the Pieces Up Along the WayI’ve heard it said that home isn’t a place,Picking the Pieces Up Along the Way in Free Verse More Like This
but it isn’t a person either.
Instead, home is something you find
with all the pieces you pick up along the way.
Pieces that when put together create who you are.
Once I did hear this,
I couldn’t help but to wonder
what my little pieces are.
And after taking the time to think about it,
I believe I’ve finally figured it out.
The people I’ve encountered
are some of my pieces.
Some of these people include:
Danny, Analisa, Courtney,
Samantha, Svenice and Mikaela.
And there are plenty of others,
but I couldn’t list them all.
But they’re people who have helped me.
They’re people who have taught me lessons.
They’re people who have given me experiences.
They’re people who have given me memories,
and have put me through hardships.
They’re people who never judged me,
and so allowed me to grow into myself.
Cosplaying, dancing, reading and writing
are another four pieces of mine.
Until the Moon RisesHer eyes don’t open until the dead of night,Until the Moon Rises in Free Verse More Like This
and she awakens and roams about.
She moves with the shadows, hiding from light,
except from the stars and the moon.
She lives and strives in the dark,
being held back, but afraid to let go and move on,
living life just to reach a special mark,
though it’s not the way she wants to live.
There’s so much more for her out there,
and she knows that all too well.
But breaking out is something she doesn’t dare;
she’s not one to take risks, especially for herself.
So she’s stuck wandering around,
unsure of where she’s going or where she’s been,
and afraid that she’ll never be found,
because only her eyes have adjusted to the night.
After all, she’s never out during the day;
she’s not allowed to see the sun or blue sky.
Only because she’s too stuck in this way,
unable to set herself free of her chains.
That’s why someone who doesn’t sleep
must come searching for her.
We May Not Have It All Together..."We May Not Have It All Together, But Together We Have It All"We May Not Have It All Together... in Free Verse More Like This
Here in this world I’m awaked with mistakes...
I am a flawed person, to put it simply.
Some of these flaws I embrace,
and then others not so much.
And I’ve done a lot of things wrong,
but you’ve stuck with me through it all.
You never walked away;
you only ever pulled me in closer.
And I can’t thank you enough for that,
or explain how much I appreciate it,
because you are what I have always needed:
someone who won’t give up on me.
I know I’m not that perfect...
With all the flaws I have,
there’s no way I’ll ever reach perfection.
I don’t want to be perfect, though,
nor do I need to be.
Plus, I know that you adore all my little quirks,
even if I can’t stand them.
But somehow they won you over.
My embrace, far away...
We may not be together right now,
or even most of the time in that matter,
but I can still always feel you holding me tight.
Paid AttentionA dollar for your thoughts,Paid Attention in Free Verse More Like This
though that’s way too expensive.
The only way to get attention
is to have a well-known name.
A quarter for your thoughts,
though people still can’t afford to listen.
All they see is the screen before them,
feeding them lies they want to hear.
A dime for your thoughts,
though that’s asking for too much.
And you can speak them all you want,
but they’ll only go unheard.
A nickel for your thoughts,
though they don’t even cost that much.
So it’s best to just keep to yourself,
because no one cares about what matters.
A penny for your thoughts,
though people won’t think it’s worth it.
It’s only worth it when you’re dead,
but by then it’s too late to talk.
The Whispers of StarsHave you ever stopped to listen to nature?The Whispers of Stars in Free Verse More Like This
If you have, then you already know.
If you haven’t, then you should know
that there are conversations and performances
happening all around you all the time.
Sometimes it’s more noticeable than other times.
The sun and the moon are a part of an endless duet,
singing to one another across the skies.
But there are times when the moon gets stage fright,
causing the stars to whisper words of encouragement.
And slowly but surely the moon reappears
to continue its duet with the sun
until it once again grows self-conscious.
And the wind enjoys whistling
almost as much as it enjoys playing with hair.
But when it goes ignored it begins to howl,
making foundations shake just enough to go noticed.
Only then can it calm back down,
and return to sifting through hair.
And rain loves to dance on the pavement,
always so eager as it dives from grey clouds,
ready for a show that never fails to thrill.
While lightning dares to flash and light up the
Second ChanceHave you ever longed for the chanceSecond Chance in Free Verse More Like This
to meet someone again for the first time?
It’d be the chance of a lifetime.
You’d be able to experience them all over again.
You’d be able to learn everything
from their birthday to their favourite colour,
and be surprised by it all again.
You’d be able to learn all about
their successes and their hardships,
their hobbies and their goals and dreams.
And you’d be able to tell them the things
about yourself sooner or later in the friendship.
Your deepest, darkest secrets and greatest desires.
Your favourite song and your favourite memory.
The troubles you’ve faced and the battles you’ve lost
with every single scar to prove it.
Better yet, though, you’d be able
to feel the rush of falling in love
like you’d never been in love before.
It’d be like a second chance at a relationship;
to do and say the right things always,
instead of making the mistake of hurting them always.
Sometimes I wish I had
Careful what you wish for.Samus Aran slid down the rocks and landed on the floor gracefully. Turning her head and looking around she checked to see if anything was in sight. She looked and didnt see anything as she scanned the area with her eyes. Bringing a piece of paper up she unfolded it and looked at it.Careful what you wish for. in Short Stories More Like This
This the place, looks just like the drawing. She said as she examined the paper and it was just like what she saw before her.
She was only in her Zero Suit, the place had a strong magnetic area around it and it would immobilize her Suit and other weapons as she only took her Plasma Whip with her. She had to be extra careful her in case of any unfriendly company which with all her adventures she knew there was going to be.
Looking around she hopped across a pile of rocks as she checked the map making sure she was going in the right direction and wouldnt get stuck. This map was hundreds if not thousands of years old who knew how accurate it was now.
She had been sent to find and locate
Tayuya's Pet“So dang dark I can’t see my hand in front of my face.” A voice grumbled in annoyance. “It’s too dark to go at this rate, better stop and get some rest.”Tayuya's Pet in Short Stories More Like This
A girl with long black hair that went all the way past her legs with a purple ribbon attached to the end of it is shown. She wore a green shirt with straps on the top of it and camouflage pants. She had black eyes and they were filled with annoyance over the fact that night had come quicker than she had expected thus leaving her stuck as it was a cloudy night with no moon or starlight to aid her.
“Just what I needed, out here in the middle of nowhere.” Kin Tsuchi muttered to herself, the long haired girl bringing a hand up to run through her hair. She had been going on a task and had expected to make it back home by tonight but of course things had not gone the way she expected and here she was stuck in this thick forest. “Oh well, no point in complaining.” Kin said as she lo
Lamia's TearsBartz was cutting his way through the Jungle, sword in hand as he made his way. Cutting down vines and debris as he made a path through it as he was by himself. Going back to his habits of wandering the land ever since the destruction of ExDeath. Although his friends had asked him to stay with him, his wanderers lust had set in again as there was still much of the world he hadnt witnessed or seen for himself and so he was on his way. The Hero traveling throughout the land looking for new sights and locations that had never been seen before.Lamia's Tears in Short Stories More Like This
He continued to cut his way through when he stopped at a clearing and wiped the sweat off of his brow as he looked around at the Jungle Scenery. What beauty it was, and to think it had almost be destroyed along with everything else. He shuddered to think of what wouldve happened if they hadnt stopped ExDeath and what he wouldve done to the entire world.
Bartz looked around as he spotted a pair of monkeys leaping through
Korra's Mummy EncounterThis is the place. The brown haired girl said as she lead The Ostrich Horse and she stopped it giving it an order to heel dismounted from it. She looked on at the sight before her tilting her head up to get a full view of the Pyramid that stretched upwards for hundreds of feet. The guys who built this mustve been compensated for something given how big it is, She mumbled snarkily as she looked on at it as she could just barely see the top of it.Korra's Mummy Encounter in Short Stories More Like This
The girl had brown hair tied in a ponytail and tanned skin with watery blue eyes. She wore an outfit equipped to handle the desert terrain as the wind blow and sand picked up and she brought a hand up to cover her eyes. Sheesh, might as well get started. Korra said and with a grunt ran up the side as she climbed up it. She kept a sharp eye out for holds and fragile places that wouldnt support her as she was looking for an entrance into it. There was one around her and itd lead her inside The
Honey TrapThis the place? One female voice said.Honey Trap in Short Stories More Like This
Im positive. This is where she was last seen. Another female voice said as they were walking through a mountainous area.
The first girl was a long black haired girl wearing a black skirt and white shirt and red gloves. The second one was shorten than her companion and wearing a green shirt and khaki shorts and red gloves and a scarf around her neck and bandana. The two were Tifa Lockheart and Yuffie Kutsaragi.
Were being paid a lot of Gil and Materia for one simple mission. She said as she held up a sack that contained Gil and Materia that they had been paid for the job they were doing. Quietly the Buxom fighter opened it and checked to make sure it was all there, after all she was traveling with an obsessed Materia collector who had stolen from them before.
Tifa quickly closed the sack feeling Yuffies prying eyes starting to look in. The ninja of Wutai frowned at her in annoyance. C
Hunter meets TrainerIf I stay in here another minute, Im going to get Cabin Fever. Samus said with a disgruntled sigh as she lounged lazily on her cot in her ship. Her ship was presently on Auto Pilot and had been flying through the Galaxy keeping a low profile ever since the recent events involving the Parasites on the Metroid Home World. Needless to say, she didnt want anything to do with The Federation as no doubt they would want to debrief her over all that happened. Samus basically wanted nothing more than to relax. However since many planets were under contact with the Federation even appearing near the Surface would draw their attention which was the last thing she wanted right now.Hunter meets Trainer in Humor More Like This
She let out a sigh as she was dressed in a pair of blue fitting shorts and tunic. Her long blonde hair dangling down as she stared up at the ceiling absentmindedly making drawings with her fingers up there. She was used to long journeys with no stops but this was beyond her limits. She needed to
LoathingI am so angry with you!Loathing in Free Verse More Like This
Why do you fall apart so easily?
Who cares if you are nothing?
I hate you more than I can say.
You are far too weak.
Too weak to truly live,
And too weak to even die.
I hate this.
Being helpless against onslaughts of emotion,
And not possessing the knowledge to make it stop.
This is stupid.
I want out!
I’m trapped in this horrible place.
A place that will destroy me.
Let me go!
No, don’t touch me!
Can’t you see I’m tainted?
I don’t want to listen anymore!
Musings of the PastIt’s been forever since I’ve mentioned to anyone my belief in alternate realities and what they mean to me. At first the person I talked to was interested, but then they became afraid to think about it, fearing they would fall into fantasy land. I know that my dissociative amnesia protects me from all but general memories of that time. I know that I almost lost this life, I was so desperate to cross over to where all my friends and loved ones. Shedding this mortal body was all that was needed to embrace my future happiness. Unfortunately I am invincible. This body refuses to die, and I lost everything I cared about when I stopped thinking and remembering the alternate reality that was connected to me.Musings of the Past in Emotional More Like This
I want to go back. Back to when I was loved, had friends, and was never too lonely. Where companionship was only a thought away, and everyday was a new gift. I want to go back, but I can’t. I don’t remember how to connect anymore, and we all parted on bad terms. I
Empathetic NatureThe wind blows fiercely,Empathetic Nature in Free Verse More Like This
Crying as if it’s heart is broken.
The sky hears it’s pitiful cries,
And sheds tears of it’s own.
It seems as if all of nature feels the pain in my heart,
Crying when I cannot,
And snowing the colder my heart grows.
I wish someone could melt my heart,
So that it would be I who cried,
And not the sky.
Unless that changes,
I fear an eternal winter of the heart.
LIESBrilliant LIESLIES in Free Verse More Like This
Fall from my lips.
Dazzling words of misdirection,
All on display to HIDE
The fact that there are pieces
That there is a darkness within
Of course I can Love.
Of course I can be yours.
Most certainly I will never hurt you.
She is screaming,
Locked away behind the mask,
Behind the Steel and Ice
And Blades and Blood.
Don't listen to her cries,
Look at the beautifully sculpted
I have on display.
Aren't they much more
Aren't they what you
And gift you with
What you DESIRE.
SecretI have a secret.Secret in Free Verse More Like This
There is someone…
Someone I've fallen for.
Someone who makes
My heart tremble.
Who is in my thoughts constantly.
I can't say the words
That scream themselves in my soul.
It's too soon for those.
May ALWAYS be too soon.
But I just had to tell someone.
Had to share the news.
But you can't tell,
If he knew…
Let's just say I'm fragile.
So no one can know.
YOU can know,
But you won't tell,
Futile AttemptsFollowing buried impulses,Futile Attempts in Free Verse More Like This
I begin the path of fantasy.
Decide who and what I’m looking for.
Open my mind and heart,
Keep reaching deeper,
Until I find the seam that connects me.
I loved from beyond the fabric of this reality.
If I could just reach far enough to make contact,
I might be free.
Feel wanted, loved, needed.
No longer alone.
Imaginary or hallucinated,
They still consume my emotions.
Prove your worth.
I dare you to prove that “real people” are best.
That they won’t hurt me or leave my lonely and vulnerable.
I need to find a way to go back.
Lately I can’t think clear enough to attempt contact.