She moved slowly through the woods, her paws made little noise as she walked upon the snow. Her fur was a perfect camouflage for this winter environment, and she was going to use it well. Her stomach rumbled with hunger, so she stopped to monitor her surroundings... nothing seemed to have noticed her. She looked back towards the ground to find that trail again, the one left by her prey. She didn't like doing this, but she reluctantly accepted her lot in this new life; she was now a bea

Changing Plans on the Ladybug It was an unusual sight to see a Lalafellin man walking hand in hand with a Hyuran woman thrice his size, even if one ignored her prodigious proportions and revealing dress that left little to the imagination. An even more unusual sight were the mottles of red and black swarming across the whitewashed spires of Limsa Lominsa. The Hyuran woman took care to not step on an errant giant ladybug as the couple approached The Bismarck. A look of disgust crossed her fa

I am encouraging people to vote on a public poll to determine what I write on the last week of every month.
 
 
The way it works is that people vote on fetishes, or themes if you would, that I develop stories around. However, just voting on one fetish doesn’t give a voter enough say on a story, which is why I will be taking the 3 fetishes/themes that win.
 
 
And before you ask, yes you can vote for more than one thing.
 
 
I’ll close the poll the week bef

Chapter 12: From forest to the sea
Lyria woke up extremely sore but surprisingly well rested, stretching her arms and legs out while lying down letting out a strained grunt as she felt her muscles ache. She then sat up, bending forward a little more than expected as the digested remains of the bandit, chyme and acids sloshed forward with a loud noise. Lyria grabbed her pudgy middle and shook it gently, listening to the slosh of gastric juices and clack of bones resound from inside of her. She si

The car I’m riding in makes a soft right turn, hitting some bumps in the road whilst doing so.
“Are you
sure
this is where I’m dropping you off at?” my driver asks with a hint of worry.
“This is the place, yes. Specifically, that little restaurant over yonder.”
“Huh… is this place open 24 hours or something?”
“No, but it’s apparently