The noises coming from the room adjacent to Jessie had been unnerving, to say the least, but the stubborn woman had refused to acknowledge them. It wasn't until the familiar sound of Meowth crying out in fear hit her ears that she finally snapped her book shut and slid her figure off her bed. Mewtwo was known to roughhouse with the other pokemon on a regular basis, but the strength of this legendary pokemon could easily trump the rest of her team. If he grew too rough with the other pokemo

The sun was close to setting as it shined the golden rays upon the old, abandoned fortress sitting on the ancient volcanic mountain, storm clouds gathering to the south on the horizon. A leftover on the deserted Mediterranian Island from the days of Roman Conquest and the Empire, it was old and rundown. The gates long since gone from the front and much of it crumbling. That was until one came to a small building in the side of the fortress facing the mountain. It looked like it had been repaired

Minotaur Feast
 There it was, standing right in the middle of the deserted road, peering about like a real man. It wasn’t, of course. It had the head and legs of an ox, standing over 12 feet tall, its massive member hanging limply between its legs. A grand creature that paraded about the almost empty city like a man glancing about and around to see what was wrong.
 Her mouth drooled just at the sight of it. God, it was massive. Huge and large and absolutely gargantuan. In the hellsca

“Huh…? Uhhh… where am I?”

Princess Peach blinked her eyes twice, a headache pounding in the back of her messy blonde hair. The blurriness was slowly beginning to decode itself as… a stone basement.

No. A dungeon.

Princess Peach was in a dungeon.

Her awareness of self was slowly coming back to her, and she began to test all of her senses subconsciously. A few blinks

John Sheppard was taking a calm stroll around the grounds of Atlantis. He didn't get out of the main tower much, but there was a whole city down here, with people everywhere from all walks of life. It was hard to not just talk to all of them. He knew at any moment he'd be called back to the main tower, but he'd enjoy every moment out and about down here.
 
Some of the people were wary of him, he still carried a gun after all. But he offered them all a friendly smile, a polite nod, or ev

 D.A.V.E. felt empty, which was a strange sensation for him. After his encounter with Gotham's biggest villains, his bladder had been stretched to it's full capacity, only to be emptied mere hours later. Perhaps that's why he felt so bare, now that it's contents were scattered across the flowerbeds of Arkham Asylum. There was a new emotion registering in his brain, the one humans classify as excitement. It only triggered when he thought back to each villain as they slid down his shaft...tho

 It took Buzzwole a while to get used to his new home. Try as he might, he couldn't reopen the portal to the ultra dimension and he rather missed his cave. Though the food in this world was simply to die for. Well, technically the food in this world died for him but that's besides the point. He chuckled at his own joke as another trainer fell into his stomach. He realized well into his time on earth that with each human he absorbed into his body, that he got more intelligent, adding pie

 Buzzwole sat in his cave in the Ultra dimension and tapped its finger mandibles on the ground beside him. Ever since the humans had broke into their dimension and started capturing them, new thoughts and feelings had started running through his brain. He started seeing all kinds of trainers coming through the portal and capturing his friends and allies in these multi colored balls that they all seemed to carry around. That really didn't bother him too much though, if they got taken away,

 "Are you ready?" she whispered in an attempt to keep the atmosphere appropriate. The other three occupants nod, hiding their excitement behind wicked smiles. The fifth and final occupant of the room stands near the door, merely here to watch rather than participate. When she'd been invited to an outing with one of her friends, the last thing she expected was to be bound and gagged against her will. They'd made it clear why she was here, and she glanced down to the fresh wound on her l

Having this much control over Dib... it's fantastic.






Zim idly drummed a finger on his abdomen, the slight bump against his tunic the only evidence of the life contained within. The little squirms from the human weren't visible from the outside unless Zim paid close attention, and no one else could see them. Dib was

his

, and his