“I can’t believe we got in!” Naomi squealed in delight to her redheaded girlfriend.“Shush, you’ll get us both caught!” Miranda whispered back at her, but the teasing smirk on her lips made it all too clear that she was as excited as she was. Naomi’s eyes easily fell onto the ginger’s well-endowed chest, her leather corset split at the top to reveal her thick cleavage, something that other girls her age would never have been able to pull off. Naomi, in comparison, was much smaller

“Guys, stop! This isn’t funny!”
“Sorry, Erika, but Nelli’s orders,” Alexis giggled as she helped her fellow cheerleaders drag their half-naked squad mate kicking and screaming from the locker room. Thankfully, the gym was empty at this time of day, all the regular students having gone home and all the athletes busy with their after-school practice, but that didn’t stop Erika’s cheeks from burning with embarrassment. Anyone roaming the halls after s

Too Late
By TwrchTwryth
Casey St. Angelo
practically skipped up to Jones family house. Yesterday had been her
best friend Mary's 18th birthday. There had been a big, fun
celebration with pizza and cake and Mary’s thirty closest friends,
but now Casey was going to have her special presence for Mary.She
was immediately dismayed, however, when Mrs. Jones, Mary's mother,
opened the door. “Is Mary home?” Casey asked.
Mrs. Jones replied,
“She's digesting honey, sorry,” pointing at her bulgi

"Come on, cuntstain, you've got to really get in there if you want me to feel it!" She was a young woman, probably seventeen or so, with long blonde hair, perfect skin, and another girl beneath her that was much less conventionally attractive in comparison.
"I'm trying, Annalee! Why do I have to do this?" cried the girl beneath her, her thick glasses askew on the button nose that was wrinkled in digust.
"Because you're Aubrey Fyflecher and you're my bitch! Now less talking, more eating carpet!"

*Grrrrrrrrwl*

Cheryl looked up from her tax returns, smiling down at her slightly bulging midsection, larger than normal due to the five-month-old fetus inside.

“Sounds like someone's hungry,” she said, standing up from her chair in the living room. Glancing at the clock, Cheryl noticed it 7:30; she'd lost track of time during her work. Oh well, she thought, now's as a time as any to have a late supper.

As she walked the house, one hand on her stomach, Cheryl once again noti

Prodigal Son

==========

By M. Pennanti



Mason Crawford was a failure, but life had always gone easy on him. He was smart, but not quite enough to earn any scholarships. He was attractive, but not quite enough to be a model. He was athletic, but not quite enough to go professional. His entire existence had been one step shy of standing out. Mostly, he had never really bothered to try. So it was har

Family



Sal Vaeshun 2.5



Curio Heart



“

Got everything, handsome?” Rosa asked from the door.



Sal looked over his shoulder to her. She was leaning against the doorframe, with one hand slowly rubbing her basketball-sized bel

The
day had started off relatively well for Mike. It was a Friday, he had
slept well, and he was on his way home from his morning run. He had
taken the day off work, wishing to spend this beautiful Fall day with
his girlfriend watching movies and sipping cocoa. It had taken him by
surprise when on his way home he passed a house with a woman in her
pajamas staring up at the blue sky. She wore a loose grey crop top
and black athletic shorts, leaving little to the imaganiation. Her
features were st

Gale
grumbled under her breath. She could feel the stress of the day as a
pressure between her shoulders. Work had been a serious slog lately,
and it was beginning to get to her. She was on her way home from work
and, for the first time in too long, she’d not been asked to work
that weekend. That meant she actually had a couple days to recover.
She
stopped at a light and glanced out the window. The city center had
been adding a lot of new stores lately. On this corner alone, there
were two pla

“We’re
going to kill
this assignment,” Freda said.
“We
better, this has been a heck of a lot of work,” said her lab
partner Geraldine.
The
pair were two of the most impressive students in a world-class school
for scientific prodigies. The standard assignments for students at
the school would have challenged PHDs. The place was, in short, a mad
scientist factory. And this particular assignment was for the science
fair. To put it lightly, a baking soda volcano wasn’t going to cut
it.
F

She
showed up at the indicated address and stepped out of the Uber.
Almost immediately she felt as though she'd made a terrible mistake.
Her friends had suggested she give speed dating a try, since she was
so painfully awkward in most potentially romantic situations she
could usually only manage a minute or two of chit chat before it all
came crashing down anyway. But something seemed off about this one.
She'd always pictured it as a bunch of individual tables that people
would rotate through, b

Cell’s within Cell


Piccolo flew
through the sky with a face of dire concern. He had sensed a level of power that rivalled anyone he had faced before. Not only that, but the release of power was followed by the extinguish of hundreds of lives. The odd thing was that the loss of lives was not instantaneous. This ruled out a conventional explosion caused by a powerful blast. Whatever killed those people must have done it one at a time

April's Fools by Spswift
 
April 1st, 18OPR:
 
April opened her eyes slowly. She turned her head to the clock by her bed and read the time: 12:41 AM, April 1st. Perfect. She crept out of bed, putting her slippers on as she did, and then snuck out the door and down the stairs. She opened a door in the living room, flicked the switch inside, and waited for the wirring to stop, before carefully climbing back up into her room and into bed.
 
It was 7:14 when she reawoke. She could

The new pet
I'm not picking it up this time, she can go to hell, it'll stay where it is until she comes back...
Mom: ``Urg, what's that awful smell David?! It's your sister's cat again I bet...could you go clean it up before it kills us?''
David: ``NO, I WON'T! It's her pets, not mine! I'm sick of cleaning up for her, why don't you do it once in a while???''
Mom: ``WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY!?'' *she comes almost running at me and grabs me by the arm so hard her nails pierce through my skin* ``You ar

Dog Show
 
George was a dog, and a lot of dog at that. The Rottweiler stood nearly 5 feet tall on all fours, and weighed in at just over 275 pounds. He was a purebred show-dog, and luckily his size was considered an asset. He was larger than average, but still perfectly proportioned, with a silky black coat. Any animal of George's size is more than a little dangerous, but the Rottweiler was extremely well trained, and there had never been any issues. He got a little protective over hi

Tim should have been happy. Today was
his 12th birthday, after all. However, something his mother said this
morning didn't sit right with him.
“You aren't as cute as you used to
be”, she said to him with obvious disappointment in her voice
before he walked to school.
“Maybe she just isn't feeling well”,
Tim said to himself as he made his way home. “She remembered my
birthday, at least.” As he approached the bus stop, he felt
something suddenly poke him, like a mosquito bite. He slapp

Story 5


Two. There were only two of them now. Down from twenty four. Their long wait in the darkness was interrupted only when one of them was taken and eaten. Every glimpse of light that entered the confines of the box in which they waited brought with it the fear that the wait was about to end... and the darkness of the box replaced by that of someone's stomach.


From the slot in which he was tied within the box of `sweets', �tienne could see nothing but he could hear. Beyond the card

STORY 2



Aur�lie woke slowly, stretching lazily under the covers of her comfortable bed, the warm air of the room caressing her face in a gentle wake-up call. She opened her eyes, yawned, and turned her side onto her back. As she did so, she felt a weight shift with her, pressing down on her midsection. For a brief moment she wondered what it was, then the events of the previous evening returned to her, and she smiled, her smile growing into a satisfied grin which displayed her perfect whi

STORY 4


Darkness. And the smell of chocolate. And of fruit.


His nose had grown almost insensitive to it by now. It had to have, or the sickly sweetness pervading the air around him would have caused him to gag and choke long ago on the band of material wrapped round his mouth. Sickly as it was, the scent was not otherwise unpleasant, and there was nothing he could do about it anyway.


Still, he wished the predominant smell in his slot of the box were something like… mint, per

Clarissa sat
in her hut by herself. A red ornate bow in her chestnut hair. She was
sat on her bed with her knees up to her chest as she thought about
what to do. When gifted with such magical power the world was truly
your oyster but the childish sorceress often got bored very, very
easily. She could turn the sun into a ball of glittery yarn for the
day is she wanted, but that seemed boring. With a snap of her
porcelain tidy fingers, a million pink mongooses would ransack the
nearby town of Wens

It’s easy being green
Spider-man swung
through the streets of New York back to his trusty little apartment.
Although the phrase “spring in his step” wasn’t really accurate
here, he was certainly in a good mood. It wasn’t because he had
just defeated Shocker with zero injuries. It wasn’t even the fact
he had come up with two new electricity puns while fighting him. The
real reason he was happy was because he had got a text from his
beloved Mary Jane. All that was in the text was a lit

Sore
Loser
Rp
made story, done with Cryosic, edited by them, and reread over, and
slightly more edited by me.
Is
this really a good idea? Nick
thought to himself, near moments away from beating Claire, the
nastiest, meanest pred one could meet at a game of Mario party and...
well, She still hadn't threatened to eat him yet. He had already meet
Evelyn, and thanks to his willingness, got out alive after being
bathed in the remains of his sister. Such a razor's edge away from a
one-way trip down a

SLAM
The
door shut as her heels clacked across the tile floor, each footfall
intentional and loud. The sharp sound announced her return to the
home. The wide walls and tiled floor created an ideal condition to
echo her entrance through the house. Her brow furrowed though as no
one greeted her. She left her suitcases at the door and continued to
the kitchen where her expression turned into a snarl as she spied the
conditions there.
The
front yard had been bad enough, it had obviously not been m