Summerween Stomach Ache.(A STUFFING/VORE (kinda...) STORY AND GRAVITY FALLS FANFIC LIES AHEAD.)More Like This
“And so then Soos ate the Trickster alive while it cried out in joy. But obviously we realized people would keep throwing out Loser Candy and it’d started all over again, so before Soos finished him off we made an agreement for him to take care of this each year. But of course Stan’s got him handing out fliers all night, so he’s not going to be able to make it. That’s why we need your help to quell the Trickster for another year!” Dipper paused as he finished explaining the true events of last year’s Summerween to Wendy. It was only now he realized how incredibly insane it all sounded aloud.
Needless to say, Wendy gave him a good glare. “…okay.”
“…what, really? You believe me? Why would you believe something that sounds so stupid?”
“I saw Nate turn into a hot dog. Candy Monsters aren’t too much of a stretch.”
MLP: Maternal Instinct: Chapter TenMore Like This
When Celestia regained her senses, an incessant ringing lingered in her ears and a dulled pain throbbed in her well-toned muscles. Her memory put together what had happened to her: she had just been blasted through a hospital wall. She coughed up some dust and steadily rose to all fours, rubbing her pounding head. It was not necessarily the force of the crash that temporarily stunned, but the concentrated power of that fearsome bolt of energy. It struck her square in the chest; a few inches higher and it would have struck her heart, and that would have left some serious damage.
She looked up and narrowed her vision through the hazy cloud of parting dust, where she saw a predator’s harlequin eyes, accompanied by the hulking form of their owner, emerging from the next room over, both fixed on her malevolently like a famished owl on a tasty rodent.
Queen Chrysalis wore a straight face, too calm and restrained to be natural. The fires of Taratarus
Girls Rock The smells coming from the kitchen certainly made it obvious that Erika was doing what she was known best for: cooking. In the living room, Annette idly watched TV while Catherine typed out some things on her lap top. It was as it was, just another mundane visit for them. The permeating odors from the kitchen reached Catherine's nose, and the plump redhead perked up a little.More Like This
"Mm... smells like she's making fettuccini alfredo... my favorite!" She smiled and kept working on her computer, now eager for Erika's culinary touch in making one of her favorite meals.
"I thought everything is your favorite," Annette said with a smirk. Catherine's plump figure was something the blonde enjoyed teasing, but in a friendly ribbing manner. Not that Annette was guilt-free herself: all three of the friends were softer than when they first started college, and Annette's own butt was larger these days, and not as firm as she'd
MLP: AdoredMore Like This
The Changeling Kingdom, or the 'Motherland' as the species often affectionately referred to it, was located far away from Equestria in the east, crossing plains, deserts and glaciers. It would take weeks worth of travel for any pony using non-magical means to reach the country, but once they did, they would definitely know.
It was a vast, depleted country, characterised by a desolate mountainous landscape which, during its infamously long, vicious winters, was always blanketed by thick layers of snow. The summer was not too pleasant, either; it sometimes got hot enough to kill scores off by heatstroke. The kingdom, especially as a mostly rural one, had its pluses like large forests and seas, but for the most part, it was the same greyed nightmare wherever you went. So as you can imagine, they did not do well in the tourism industry.
It was an established fact that the Changeling Kingdom was by no means the most modernised or wealthiest nation, even before the current mona
MLP: Pupa-chanMore Like This
Princess Pupa was sat in her chair outside in the gardens, placed right underneath a tall, beautiful cherry blossom tree and overlooking the ornamental koi pond. She was dressed up in a soft lilac kimono and a thick, warm blanket placed over her forelegs. One of her younger nannies knelt behind her chair, using her horn to levitate and brush her gossamer mane.
The princess felt very gloomy that day. She didn't like her mother's dacha, not this one all the way in the east of the kingdom. There was nothing outside but trees and mountains scraping the skies. She wanted so badly to go back to their grand palace in the enormous capital where the gardens were much more beautiful than this one, complete with a grand exotic menagerie, but her nannies told her it was "too dangerous" there right now and her mother "had important things to do".
She didn't care. She and her family had been at the dacha for days with a lot of other well-groomed Changelings in darker, muted kimonos.
Chapter 1For what seemed like the hundredth time Silver Spoon's hoof found its way into her custom made Hoity Toity saddle bag in search of the letter she had received just over a month prior. Silver pulled the manila paper from the depths of her saddle, unfolding it quickly, her eyes scanning the lines of the letter that she could almost recite by memory considering how many times she had read its contents.More Like This
Dear Silver Spoon,
This year Ponyville high will be hosting a twenty year reunion on the tenth of August, for those ponies having graduated in the year two thousand and one.
We hope you are able to attend this very special event, after all we are not getting any younger.
The reunion will be fully catered by Ponyvilles branch of Sugarcube Corner. A wide array of hot and cold snacks, along with cider provided graciously by the Apple family. Music will be provided by none other than DJ Pon-3 and several other special guests yet to be announced.
We look forward to seeing you on the weekend of A