The Carnival was by design a place of magic and wonder, an ephemeral place whose delights belonged to the same rosy corner of memory as fantastical dreams. The design in question was that of Emery Till, the so-called Ringmaster.

Truth be told, he could not rightly be called the master of the traveling band of performers and attractions so m
uch as the overtaut twine that somehow kept them all together. His hair, when not hidden under a gaudy hat to keep u

She needed a break, between taking the school board to court with a couple of the parents, and the responsibilities she now found herself shouldering as she helped the liminal students return to school, and of course the incident with the contractors and the school board that cropped up when she had a locker room shower turned back on for multiple students that found themselves drench in one aquatic’s piss or another’s (it wasn’t their fault that they had to hold aquatic limina

All characters are 18+)
 
 
 
Some time 65 million years ago, it was a hot sunny day as a pack of Raptors came back from hunting to their nest. Their blue feathered bodys gilsten in the sun, highlighting their red and yellow feathers. The hatchlings came running and hopping to get a bite to eat, as most of the Raptors had brought back small lizards and flying reptiles as they’re easier for them to swallow. The adults themselves ate other raptors, and other small dinosaurs. But

Thane checked his watch. It read “7:15”. He sighed and continued to wait outside of the restaurant he and his date had agreed to meet at nearly 20 minutes ago. Thane began to tap his foot, not due to impatience but rather nervousness. He was slowly starting to worry that his date might have stood him up. Then his phone buzzed in his pocket and he took it out to investigate. A single text notification lit up the screen, it was from his date. “So sorry! I’m running late! Be

It was four in the morning and something was scratching at his door. Jack flicked on his bedside lamp, grumbling as he dragged himself out of his warm bed. He’d tried to ignore the scratching, but Iris was insistent on getting him. He had to do something before she pulled his door off. “Iris,” he hissed. “Iris come on go away.”Iris meowed and sniffed at the door before she started scratching again. Jack sighed. He’d just gotten the ‘dinner cry’, meaning Iris was h

Two Fairies sat on a branch over a riverbank. One of them, Aleida, stuck her tongue out and kicked her legs to taunt the Mermaid sunbathing below. The woman squinted, barely opening her tired eyes, and grumbled under her breath. “Here fishy-fishy,” Aleida called. “Come and eat me.”Her sister Afrodite rolled her eyes. “It’s almost like you’re trying to get yourself eaten. You might as well fly right into her mouth.”Aleida turned to her sister with a wild grin. “Dare me t

It was a peaceful Sunday

morning;

the sun was high in the sky and a cool breeze was blowing through the trees. Dib, like most days, was in the living room watching the news for any signs of threats to the world while Gaz was in her room playing video games. The two were home alone as their father had to go do some business elsewhere giving a certain green ‘friend’ of theirs a great opportunity for some ‘fun&rsq

    
The queen’s legs wriggled and kicked as they hung out of Pheros’ maw. It wasn’t out of fear or anguish, rather, the woman could barely contain herself. Pheros had held her there for torturous minutes on end, teasing her with packing her away into his gut. Her head was in his stomach mere inches away from the acid that would end her life, but alas, the queen wouldn't be granted such a quick fate. Pheros’ tongue was deep in her jewel

King Thorax yawned, his eyelids barely cracked open as he tried to maintain his regal composure, struggling to keep from letting his head flop down on the crystal table and relax, the call for sleep to skip such a boring meeting was almost overwhelming.
"Does that sound agreeable, King Thorax?" Princess Cadance asked, tilting her head towards him with a smile, her eyes closed as the happy mare was oblivious to Thorax's lack of interest.
"Huh? Oh, yes...yes, sure thing Princess." Thorax mumbled,

Chapter 8




Some Months Pass




    

The winter was long, but relatively mild. Due to the large sum that the High Serpent, Lord Hastur, had given to them, Eliza was able to make sure that Kiea and Asan had plenty to eat and that business made it through the slow months of the year. Kiea had come down with a

Dragon Tease 3: Finale
By PrinnyDood
Symphonette was not an especially skillful or experienced sorceress. She had only been accepted to Apex Pinnacle College of Enchantment & Sorcery one year prior, in fact.
Beautiful, youthful and petite, Symphonette wore the uniform of collegians at the magic school well – a thin, tight blouse of white and short skirt of navy blue. Her vibrant red hair tied back in a tidy braid.
But in spite of the unforeseeable disaster, a veritable invasion of dr

    
The slime girl and catboy were already locked in a deep, sloppy kiss before the door to the alleyway had even swung shut. The pulsing beat of the club faded as the pair shuffled their way deeper into the alley, the slime girl holding the catboy in her massive hands so he could reach her face to smooch properly. She tasted of sugar and lime, with the tartness and sourness overpowering all but a hint of the sweet. And, considering how much she had been drin

Chapter 7




One Month Later




    

Kiea sat on the shore of the river, with her son splashing happily in the shallow water beside her. It was one of the last warm days before autumn set in, and she had taken Asan down to the river to show him the water and the little fish that swam in the shallows. Her tai

Toriel had always harbored a deep motherly love for children. Every monster in the Underground knew of the goat woman's nurturing, loving personality, and penchant to care for the young, even the poor humans who'd fallen into the Underground. Those close to her knew that with this love came a certain dream resonating deeply within her heart. She dreamed of becoming a teacher, fostering the youth under her care and guiding them through the early stages of their lives. However, for the longest tim

Mallory's hand glided across the length of Santiago's thighs, teasingly playing with each fluffy tuft of fur that trailed down his legs. A sultry grin lounged on her face as her other hand ebbed down the guanaco's back, sliding between the crook of his spine and settling on the fine curves of his ass, barely covered by the loose skirt he wore. Her bashful boyfriend giggled and blushed under her tender embrace, her added whispers of affections sending additional shivers of pleasure rocking throug