72 Recent Deviations
Featured: Swimming With The Fishes - TG Transformation
The Apartment II"...the next thing in overcoming dysmorphia," Uncle Clarence boomed, looping one thick arm around Lawrence's shoulders. Lawrence cleared his throat and stiffened as vaguely mocking giggles spread through the crowd of students behind him. Ignore them, he thought to himself, the familiar low throb of fury percolating through his skull, as his uncle released his shoulders and stumped to the front of the group, leaving him to be subsumed by the crowd of students. Ignore them ignore them they’re irrelevant useless pointless useless -
"Must be nice to be related to a tranny-lover," Bill Hicks spat, shoving past him as his array of spit-shined, softball comrades swept after him, all ropy muscle and sneers. Lawrence watched them go.
A steaming flask of cloudy fluid slurped out from under the decanter, joining its fellows on the end of the conveyor belt. The flask was gripped firmly in a pair of strong claws and upended into the vat from the left. Below the catwalk upon whic
Lost Things TG
"I could really use a trim for summer. My hair is dripping out here."
Edgar glanced at his girlfriend Denise as she batted sweat away from her full, tan locks. She'd had her hair lightened a few times and it had once almost come out gray. To his surprise, she wasn't mortified. She actually kept it for a few weeks, noting, "If you live long enough, everyone goes gray eventually."
He flicked a few beads from his own, much-closer dirty-blond "lawn" (as Denise liked to call it) and pulled her in for a wobbling hug as they walked. She was as sweaty as him with a sheen across her freckled, lightly-tanned face. She pulled up her lavender tank with a soft flash of her tummy and nudged on her tight jeans.
Edgar regretted his stark-black shirt choice with the sun intensely blasting their eyes but at least his camo-green shorts flapped against his most sensitive areas. It was not the sort of day for a long walk but they didn't have a choice.
One Of Those Days - TGToday was supposed to be a normal day for me and that’s probably asking a lot considering I woke up feeling not quite myself. I chocked it up as getting sick or something but I knew my parents wouldn’t let me stay home from school. I think I had some stupid test to take for one of my classes, I dunno high school’s a pain in the ass as it is. After getting changed I walked out of my room and headed towards the kitchen, where I was expecting breakfast to be waiting for me. My folks were pretty old fashioned about breakfast, “it’s the most important meal of the day!” they’d say.
So I walked into the kitchen like I normally do and that’s where my first problem of today came from. I waved to my folks who were sitting at the dining room table as I went to sit down next to my dad who was eating his bowl of corn flakes. I poured myself a bowl of the same cereal and looked over and noticed my mom was looking younger.
Wait what? Younger? More like
Returns TG: Chapter 2 - Philoporia
Chapter 2 - Philoporia
The afternoon sun seemed to singe the electrical poles a deeper shade of brown while the tan dust nearly bleached white as the wind whipped it against walls, gates, and cars. Half-buried, gnarled bushes bowed against the beating as the gales tore the last flashes of floral color from their stalks. The gate of the farm surplus braced against its rusty chains, a fresh coat of paint from last month was not enough to conceal splintering and dirt embedded between the layers.
A stream of black-and-whites zoomed down the narrow road, sirens squawking and lights flashing. Traffic released their accelerators to let them pass but still ambled after. Soon, a sneaking entourage followed a path carved by the police.
At Sunrock Library, slathered in smooth stucco nearly the same shade as the beaten ground, dust-speckled cars of silver, black, and white sought slim, angled-eastward shadows.
Within, Bridgette had brought se
Returns TG: Chapter 1 - Caramel
Chapter 1 - Caramel
An afternoon gale rattled the shrubs in front of Sunrock Library. Dust devils swirled where the fringe of green gave way to the hard, tan powder of the desert floor. Spidery, prickly trees wandered the next ridge, where a cement riverbed carried the runoff of the mountains to the millions to the south.
Drivers spurted through the block-and-a-half of Sunrock's downtown, ignoring the two-story Grange, the farm surplus, and the town's first burger joint, on their way to Las Vegas. The artery demanded only one-way pumping for frantic escape to the half-paved library side street.
For all the dim, distant roars and squeals, the slim parking lot may have rested upon another world. One car appeared first before it opened at nine and one was left at closing in the evening. Inside, past a black-tinted set of doors, sat a small, over-stacked gray cart with weathered, musty hardcovers for a buck-fifty and feathered, cr
Rip's Clips Volume 1 Part 2 [FEATURING HOFFI]INT. The studio – Night
Ripley’s hair dye job is now complete. Though, the result is barely different from your preconceived notion.
I bet you NEVER expected to see anything further from the Sisterly Bonding story.
The door in the distance opens suddenly. CLAIRE walks into the room.
Page DelayHey guys! I want to do my best to try and keep my fans in the loop. So my house suffered some water damage.. well ok not some.. like alot, like flooded multiple rooms of my house. I spent the weekend ripping up floorboards, we have industrial dehumidifiers and fans drying shit and we have to demo the walls that are collapsing now.
This isnt a sob story though. Thats all taken care of, the problem is that with all these fans and dehumidifiers, its really. REALLY. hot, like even with AC on constantly its 90 + in the house.
So I am spending as much time out of the house as possible because its unbearable. This means that I might be late on Mondays page, at the latest, it will be posted on Wednesday.
I appreciate your patience! I promise its going to get good!
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