Why is it always me?
The one who has to watch you
Walk away, drift away
As your dark silhouette fades to grey
In the blinding horizon
where I want to be with you
Here, together, and I need to see you
In the brooding moonlight
where you still manage to shine
Told the angels that I was right
Something's been missing
and it fell from the sky
And you proved to them
You took with you cloud nineAnd the way you smile
Like stars in your jaws
Sleeping so peacefully
I wish I could in your arms
For a while
Just for a time
Tell me babe,
do I have your time?In the wind
Like a never ending flow
Of a river so distant
That I'll never know
Where the leaves...
Don't Blink Author's Note: Lots of feels. You didn't know how long you sat there crying. But in the end, you did stop. You wiped the last of the tears away, and sat staring miserably at the bookshelf opposite the chair. How could Whis abandon you like this? You went over all the interactions you could remember in the last seven months; the waning interest, the increasing lack of eye contact, the complete absence of any kind of touch...and you couldn't explain it. As you went to the library's bathroom to wash your face, your mind wandered on. You sat back down a few minutes later. That visit from the strange man had had to be the origin p...
Intestinal Incubation, Part 2 by Accelemon, literature
Literature
Intestinal Incubation, Part 2
Summary: Vanessa agrees to incubate several large eggs in her stomach as part of a program she partakes in. Things quickly get complicated during a camp out with a friend. Contains: belly expansion, oviposition, alien pregnancy, breast expansion, butt expansion, lactation.
Chapter 2: Hard to Swallow
“Doctor Michah? I would like to accept your offer for your research.
Denise looked up from her desk at Vanessa and smiled. “Oh, that’s wonderful to hear! Here, I’ll just need you to sign one final form then.” She motioned for Vanessa to sit in front of her desk. The walls were painted a light sky blue, a much needed break from all the constant sterile white walls and tiles. The floor was a dark brown hardwood flooring, and Denise sat in front of an elegant L-shaped desk. Well, she was sitting in front of it as best as she could. Her massive yoga ball sized pregnant stomach pushed out while she leaned back in her large office chair, offering her some support and rest for her surely weary