A Bellyache of Giant Proportions



"Tiren! Drop it!" A shrill voice called out to his troublesome companion who was currently about to get them into a lot more trouble than it was worth. The young elf had just managed to catch the bastard slurping up the orange striped tabby to the point where its frantically clawing legs could be seen desperately searching for a place to grasp its footing. This barely bothered the giant save for cla

Once, there was a kingdom by the name of Spickenspan. By humble coincidence - or via self-fulfilling prophecy, perhaps - the kingdom just so happened to be a very clean and pleasing place. The streets were clean, the residents were clean - even the public restrooms, via meticulous effort, were clean. Everything and everyone was clean, and no one exemplified this more than the clean Queen Maribelle, who ruled over the land with an iron broom. From her head down to her heels, she was clean as a wh

  “Whew! That’s the last of them, I think.”
                “Got ‘em all? Awesome! Thanks for grabbing those last few bags.”
                “No problem, Stacey. Glad we got all these in before the rain hit.”
              

Revenge Of The Food.Written By DJ4KCommissioned by Tkdigiboy.Prolog. In the future scientists seeking to end world hunger invented a new growth hormone that caused food to grow far beyond its normal size. This giant food was sent all around the world feeding millions but what no one realized is that the food was learning. The hormones had made the food self aware and what they saw horrified them. Innocent food was being eaten by humans in vast numbers. It was somehow both glorified and casualize

Friday night was here, and the sound of video games could be heard from Vale’s living room. Visiting her tonight was an orange haired tabby cat demi. Kino wore his usual garb of stretchy green sweater and blue sweatpants. Comparatively, Vale was a very long and squishy naga, who was wearing a shirt that had a Nintendo controller on it with the phrase “press my buttons” on it. Obviously, the buttons were on her chest. IT was game night, and they’d been playing various game

The sun was crimson along the crest of the hill, rays spreading into the rosy dusk, and Warner and Elisha stood apart from the rest of their company. The ungroomed crest of his feathered head towered a few feet above her messy braids, half undone over her elven ears. The raptor-man’s left wing was tattered and crooked, and his talons pierced the ground, clinging to the earth.

Beyond the hill lay the road to battle—the last battle of a war they had been fighti

 Las Vegas, the land of milk, honey, and what you came for; the most fly-by-night chapels and seedy weddings one could find within a few thousand miles. You get a dry, pleasant breath of desert air as you approach the small, faded white building. Your hand is wrapped firmly around that of your beloved... Asamiya Athena. Your precious Athena-chan, your one and only. Just having her look at you the way she did felt like a dream, all too good to be true. Yet here you both were, rushing toward

“Okay!
Now that we’re all here, the annual all-girl pool day can begin!”
A perky redhead girl lifted her arms in the air, an overbearing
display of enthusiasm as she stood in the midst of her group of four
friends. Sarah, the excitable host of the party was already primed
and ready to get out into the water, with only her favorite flower
print, two piece swimsuit covering her nearly flat chest and well
formed hips. Despite Sarah’s excitement, however, not one of the
other girls had raise

Tyler
left the small fortune telling shop known as Maria's as a destitute
building, the inhabitant and proprietor jiggling on the boy's hips,
and all the money it had on hand now in his pockets... Her pockets,
actually, as Tyler had pilfered an outfit more befitting his size
from the fortune teller, a couple sets of that outfit, in fact. The
curves of his ass were just barely hidden by his new set of clothes,
but it would work for now, at least until he found his next meal. One
Konoko Shirogane,

"Good,
good, you're making more progress than I thought!" Effie
chuckled with pride, both of her hands wrapped around one of
Forrest's plump, jiggling thighs. Her fingers sunk into the soft
flesh, massaging the underlying muscle beneath the thick, fatty
layers of meals past. The boy's legs really didn't get any
thinner... On the contrary, they were more full and shapely than
ever, thanks to the built up mass underneath his pudge! "Only a
few weeks in and you're already trimmin

Tyler looked over himself one final time, intently
staring into the slightly dirty bathroom mirror. His makeup bottles
and tools were scattered haphazardly across the countertop as he
examined every inch of his feminine face for imperfections. Not that
he wasn’t already cute when he climbed out of bed in the morning,
but today was a little different; he had to fully sell himself as a
girl.
---
Convention season was one of Tyler’s favorite times of
the year. Not only did he actively read

The wind was howling atop the
mountain, pushing the foreboding atmosphere of the stark peak even
further. Every nearby village knew of the dangers involved, of what
waited at the very top. Only recently a dragon girl calling herself
the Dragon Ruler of the North Wind made herself known to the world,
but already she was a well known figure. And why shouldn't she be,
what with her main hobby being attacking trade routes and firing
razor winds at anything that looked at her the wrong way. Soon,

Phoebe pushed the
front door open, letting in the cool night breeze as she slipped into
her house. In the low light of the room, she could barely read the
hands of the clock on the wall, but it was clear it was past twelve.
Past her curfew. She brushed some blonde hair out of her face as she
caught her breath, looking around the house. Barely any lights were
still on in the suburban home. If she was quiet, she could probably
get away with her small transgression scot free. Finally, a piece

Caitlin
sat alone in her normal corner of the library, nose deep in a book.
No one ever came around there, making it a perfect spot for her to
sit down and get immersed for hours on end. The redhead had been
there for a few hours already, currently digesting her novel. Her
goal was to finish the book by the time she left for the night, and
at the pace she was currently at, such a feat didn't seem unfeasible.
The
real world almost seemed nonexistent to the redheaded girl, her
attention focused

The scent of coffee
beans hit Bianca as she walked into her favorite coffee shop. The
buxom blonde let out a sigh of relief, the building's heat giving her
a long awaited reprieve from the chilling fall winds. The turn of
October was particularly brutal this year, and the 16 mph winds
weren't helping in that regard. However, the trek would be worth it
in just a few minutes, when she got the pumpkin-spice latte she had
been waiting for ever since the temperature started to plummet.

She moved

Forrest stepped back
from his creation with a sigh. Just a few days ago, his aunt, Lady
Corrin, had unlocked his power with a Master Seal, and he was feeling
more energetic and inspired than ever before in his life. So much
so, in fact, that the effeminate boy had spent the days since then
locked away in his room, toiling over a new, perfect set of clothes
in honor of his newfound abilities. And after several days,
innumerable designs on the scattered sheets of paper littering the
room, and s

Groooaaaaan…
The loud grumble of Ilyana’s hungry stomach could have been easily
mistaken for some wild animal as she slipped through the night. It
had only been a few hours since dinnertime with her new employers,
the Greil Mercenaries, and yet her body was crying out for more, in
spite of the heartier portion provided. Working for Greil’s force
was certainly a step up from what she was provided with by her Daein
taskmasters, but the poor, starving mage still felt faint from
hunger. At

    

Valentine’s Day. Just the mention of those words had an equal chance of inciting love-struck, dreamy joy or the most hateful scorn imaginable in any given person.

Even if someone wouldn’t associate the holiday with its intended emotion, the 14

th

of February seemed to be able to stir some kind of emotional response in them, b

The
stomach tightens on your already compressed body as what small
pockets of air exist inside the caustic chamber rush back up your
devourer’s throat, let out in the form of a gaseous belch moments
later. To put it lightly, today hasn’t been the best day for you.
What was supposed to be an easy job putting down a ragtag group of
bandits quickly went south when your party of mercenaries angered the
local city’s guard…or more accurately, your party’s
temperamental fighter angered them

Ana
sighed as she leaned back on her couch, trying to quell the loud
growling of her dissenting stomach. It was late into the evening,
with nothing for her to eat around her house. Her pantry was left
barren by one too many binge eating sessions, her fridge looked as if
it never held a meal inside it its lifetime, and the last of her
stashed snacks had long since disappeared down her gullet that same
day. "Looks like I'm ordering out. AGAIN." She groaned,
pulling her phone out of her p

Sam
rolled out of his sheets with a tired groan, his messy blonde hair
matted to his face with sweat. It was only June, and already, too
damn hot for the young man. He sat up in his bed, brushing the curly
locks away from his eyes as he reached for his phone. 4:37 AM.
Shit. Sam had been hoping his sleeping problems would leave him be
for the summer months, without the necessities of college to keep him
awake into the wee hours of the morning, but it only took the first
half of June to snuff

The moon
hung in the sky over the Magatsuchi house, lighting the hot summer
night with its reflective, white glow. It was hot this night… A
little too hot for comfort. July was coming in swift and brutal, so
much so that Magatsuchi Shouta had actually caved into the temptation
for once. For certain reasons, the young wizard always wore a shirt
and pants, or at least some sort of pajamas to bed recently, but for
the first time this summer, that just wasn’t possible if the boy
wanted to get

“Lady
Priscilla… Are you married?” Lucius asked, eyes locked on one of
Priscilla’s dainty hands. Ever since he had noticed the small,
silver ring on her gloved finger, the question had been nagging at
the blonde, effeminate man’s mind. No one else had mentioned
anything about it, not even his lord and Priscilla’s brother,
Raymond had said a word about his sister having a husband… It made
Lucius curious, to say the least. A slight blush came to the
redheaded healer’s face, her

Tyler
let out a weak moan as he rolled over in bed, turning away from the
glimmering sunlight that threatened to interrupt his much needed
sleep. Just the very kiss of the soft morning light on his eyes was
like poison to him, the pretty boy’s head pounding from within at
the slightest sign of outer stimuli. The boy turned his face into
the soft pillow as best as he could without disturbing the source of
his troubles, the bloated, churning gut hanging from his middle,
grumbling with anger as

Two
weeks had passed since Forrest’s last incident. Since he had
devoured probably the most high-profile meal he could have imagined.
Corrin, the benevolent princess who was leading the war effort
against Hoshido, as well as his own commander and friend, was little
more than part of the weighty bubble butt the girlish boy toted on
his hips (though said butt had reduced in size a bit after his
ability to sate himself on normal food had been restored). And yet,
despite the implications of wha

Another
cold, morning dawned over the quiet walls of Fort Corrin. Even the
foreign realm of the Astral Plane seemed to follow the conventions of
the normal world, even that of the seasonal weather changes. Winter
was encroaching even on this strange, invisible world. Yet, even
with the growing cold making beds more enticing throughout the
castle, Dwyer rose from his sheets at the crack of day, just as he
did every morning.
The gray
haired butler sighed as he stretched out, combing his hair i

Forrest
hummed to himself, enjoying a warm, peaceful, breezy day alone in the
wilderness. The wind blew around the elegant, pink skirt he wore,
giving small glimpses of the boy’s amazing, bouncy ass to all the
nonexistent eyes behind him. Only the insects below would know the
imposing visage of those two soft, pale moons, casting an incredible
shadow with their sheer size. All that volume and jiggle hanging off
his hips always put Forrest in a good mood whenever he went out on a
walk, the mo

You are Lulu, a female pikachu on a quest to find a Thunder Stone. While on your journey, you stumble across a female pidgey named Ava. You ask her for directions but the crass bird demands you give her something in return, stating, “...a new adventurer? I don’t know how things work in a pikachu tribe, but out here in the wild, it's a quid pro quo world.” Then she left you expecting you'd find her food if you wanted any information from her.While you do find a caterpie that you could have

Overly possessive brother It was a sunny Friday afternoon. Jared sat in a chair reading a book waiting for his younger sister to get home from high school. He had short blonde hair, average height and had a lean build. Jared’s father passed away a long time ago and his mother was always at work, meaning it was his responsibility to take care of his younger sister. Even though she’s a freshman in high school now and didn’t need any help, he still always did stuff for her, such as making su

“Hey, have you heard of Paradise?” A girl with shoulder length brown hair spoke.



“That cult, right? It’s been all over Twitter for the past few days.” The other girl responded. She had long flowing scarlet red hair. The two were talking next to their lockers between classes. “Why? You interested in them, Adi?”



Adi, or Adison, pulled her p

INTO DARKNESS
by Bitter
***
The normally ebon
surfaces of the city's numerous tinted windows were slowly taking on
a ruby hue as the sun neared the horizon. Sunset, the closing of a
day. Following its daily tides, the sea of humanity that flowed in
the city ebbed toward home, receding back toward the points of light
that offered them respite from the encroaching darkness. Freelance
artist Cerulesta Silva was among them, returning home from a tiring
day of filling out applications for stabler emp

A pink mouth stretched
wide, revealing a set of recently brushed and flossed teeth. With a
content noise, the mouth's owner finished her yawn and snuggled
further into her blanket. Cerulesta Silva listened to the fire
crackling away in the fireplace across the living room from where she
was curled up on the couch and turned back to the sketchpad she had
been working on.
Outside, a full moon
began to peek out of the clouds and unleash its glow across the
trees, silhouetting a figure approaching

The
crisp, dry autumn air whipped the girl's hair behind her, the faint
musty scent of dead leaves mingling within the curl and sigh of the
breeze. Shards of sunlight peeked, demure and passionless, from
behind a thin veil of grey clouds, their luminescence obscured such
that they were rendered cold and pale, stripped of the heat and
warmth that ordinarily became them. She raised an arm to shield her
face from the wind's teeth, shifting her posture lower in the rickety
wagon she lay perched in;