Sarah Sits Part 2"Urgh! Come on!" Sarah grunted, lying on her bed with her legs up in the air. "I just *grr*… Bought these last week! Why are they…giving me…so much…trouble!?" She spoke through gritted teeth in between her efforts to clasp the button of her size 7 jeans; meeting with success on her very last attempt.Sarah Sits Part 2 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"There!" she exclaimed, letting her legs fall to rest on her bed.
She sighed as she put a hand to her forehead, her jeans now presentably buttoned up…albeit uncomfortably.
Well that was an ordeal… She thought. And this is only the first time I've worn this pair too. Did I accidentally buy the wrong size?
Hopping to her feet, Sarah walked over to her vanity mirror to inspect herself. Dressed in the tight-fitting jeans and a small white cotton v-neck, she turned to look at her back end in the mirror. Lifting up the back of her shirt, she could see that the waist of the jeans dug slightly into her skin, her middle faintly puffing out over the front and sides of the
Sarah Sits Part 3“I must thank you once more, lady knight,” said the leader of the forest elves, bowing in gratitude. “Without your help, our village would most surely have been destroyed!”Sarah Sits Part 3 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The lady knight Eleanor blushed slightly as she rubbed the back of her head.
“Please, think nothing of it, Lord Elmer. It was no problem at all! Though honestly, I have to admit, the dragon did most of the work.”
She turned her attention to the giant, largely bloated, mass a ways behind her. Lying on its back, with its otherworldly gargantuan belly swaying in the air, a blue dragon slumbered quietly in the softest stretch of grass in the forest; its reward for all its hard work.
“If anything, I merely lead it in the right direction.” Said Lady Eleanor.
The winter weather saw night fall quickly over the neighborhood. Chilling winds gusted through the bushes in the front lawn; some even strong enough to be heard shaking the living room
Cosplay TroublesIsabelle knew from the moment she first looked at her old Sailor Mars costume that this would be a bad idea. The sad fabric in her hands—wrinkled and folded up in a box that she had kept in her old bedroom closet for god knew how long—looked compact. Tight. Small.Cosplay Troubles in Short Stories More Like This
Perfect for sixteen-year-old long jump star Isabelle.
MA in Engineering Isabelle? Not so much.
Back when she first went to a convention, she had kept her anime fandom on the back buner. Sure, she had downloaded every episode of Sailor Moon and Fruits Basket and Ouran Host Club and—well, others—onto her massive external hard drive, but she didn't go out and talk to her friends about it. Whenever her friends mentioned anything remotely nerdy, she'd pretend not to know. “The fuck is a Klingon?”
...she fooled no one.
When she heard a con was going on in New York, her first reaction was one of acknowledgment. She knew it was impossible for a con not to go on in New York. It's the most obvious pl
Natasha and Naomi: HydrationNaomi woke up in the morning, expecting to wake up inside Natasha's slime. To her surprise, Naomi woke up outside Natasha again. "Natasha? Are you awake?"Natasha and Naomi: Hydration in Short Stories More Like This
"H-Huh?" Natasha's head came out of the blue mass of slime. She didn't look quite herself, she looked just like Naomi, tired and her pigtails looked frizzy. "Yeah, I'm awake...
Naomi sat up. "Are you okay? This is the third night in a row that I didn't wake up in your stomach..."
Natasha weakly smiled. "Oh... I... knew how much that bothered you, so... I decided not to cause too much trouble..."
Naomi looked at her oddly. That was definitely out of character for her, but she decided it would be easier to let it go for now. "Well, how about we get breakfast?" Naomi got dressed in the bathroom while Natasha woke up and formed her slime body.
Naomi left for the kitchen while Natasha followed, but midway through, Natasha tripped. "Natasha? Are you okay?"
"I'm fine." Natasha replied. "I just won't use my legs..." Natasha slithered along t