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My New Doll
Toy stores were once magical places to me. Everything was bigger, brighter, and the best it could possibly be. There were trucks that could turn into robots, dinosaurs that roared with electronic voice boxes, and stuffed animals that you could cuddle, just not around my friends. And then there came a time in my life when toy stores were sad. The fluorescent bulbs were too harsh and bright. The shelves had chips in their paint. The store clerks were all bored or weird. And everything was just smaller now.But that all changed when I found out that I was going to be an uncle. That little big discovery brought back that missing spark back into...
Literature
A New Centauress In The Land of Dr. Roberts
“What can I say? It’s a knack I have,” smiled River. “You call that a ‘knack’? I call it an amazing skill,’ said Virginia. ‘Who else could win at poker with such skill? They didn’t have a clue how good you are.”River giggled as she gathered the cash from her winnings at the cashier. Folding the money and pocketing it she turned to Virginia. “You have it too sweetie. If you would only show off your confidence in yourself. That is what men respond to, your confidence and not just your sexuality. They are putty in your hands when they think they have a chance with you.”Blinking several times in awe. “What? What do you mean? You ar...
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Clockwork TG/TF Story, pt. 39
The storm hit campus all at once; the wind abated for a moment, and then a great gust of snow and ice assaulted the dorm. The building was too sturdy to be shaken by it, but the windows rattled pretty good.
Lucky started at the noise and buried her face into my unyielding metallic bosom. I patted her gently, and we sat there in the kind of dense, all-encompassing silence that only comes in a blizzard. Outside, the wind moaned and the snow pattered heavily against the walls; inside, it was so still you could hear the clock tick - but the clock in question was me, ticking away in quiet regularity, metering out what felt like an eternity in precise increments.
The blizzard-silence does funny things to your head. You are at once both intensely aware that you are at the mercy of Nature's implacable might, and safely isolated from its fury. You feel a bit like a rabbit hidden away in a dug-out root hollow as a predator stalks around the other side of the tree; you may be safe
Ariel and Lisa were supposed to conduct research on the strange metallic ball that came into their lab one Monday morning, not become the subjects of it's own little experiment - an experiment that will test the resolve of Jason, when he discovers what's happened to his significant other and her lab partner too.
Raider-99 is the one to thank for this latest installment of the Cerulean Blues series, and I would like to also thank him for his ongoing support, feedback and patience when dealing with a temperamental artist such as myself.
Raider-99 is the one to thank for this latest installment of the Cerulean Blues series, and I would like to also thank him for his ongoing support, feedback and patience when dealing with a temperamental artist such as myself.
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You aren't temperamental and I love your work so I'm happy to support you. If I have another idea, I'll gladly note you again if you're able to take commissions still. Thank you very much again 😊