Mina wrung her hands, her long fish tail swaying nervously behind her. The waters of the wide Jewel

river

flowed round her. Normally comfortable and familiar, they were disturbed now by the flow emerging out from the smaller tributary river she was gazing into with apprehension. The proximity of the silvery-blue, unsettling

Miragia

Forest did little to calm her,

The
sun peeked in throught the windows of Julia's home. She blinked
uncomfortably as she was returned to the waking world, her dream
slowly slipping away and dissapearing from memory. Once fully awake,
she lay still in the crumpled sheets and listens to the quiet
atmosphere that is morning. There were no birds chirping. There was
no clock ticking. It was utterly silent, a perfect morning to wake up
naturally to.
She
sat up, but the peaceful feeling was quicly fading. She didn't
recognize where

A purple-eyed, grey-furred, cute-nosed little female bunny sat next to a large rhino with thick grey skin, an enormous horn and an aggravated-looking face, whilst, not far away, a long-suffering jackal was tugging down her eyelids and moaning. "Ugggghhhhh." She groaned aloud, golden eyes a-glitter as Judy Hopps, the bunny, cheerily smiled over at him. 



"What's wrong?" She inquired. "I thought you'd b

“Now let's see... what am I missing again? Trowel… check…” Annabeth asked aloud as she looked at the tools and bags in her cart as she wandered down the gardening section of her local hardware store, absentmindedly grooving along to her music player. She scribbled off a few items on her shopping list, only occasionally looking up from her own personal bubble to make sure she didn't run into any of the displays that littered the wide shopping aisles. “tomato, zucch

Spectrum Bay was well known to inhabit people of all sorts, such as humans, anthros, and others. While they all normally lived peacefully, the mountains bordering Spectrum Bay were home to much more deadly and ravenous creatures, mostly having given in to their predatory nature. One of these creatures was Flora, a massive frog anthro who stood easily seven feet tall, though her large blue hairdo made her appear even taller, and had a rater thick figure to go along with her height. Today, she was

[note: This is not canon to any of my stories.]



[note #2: read the description if you just want to see the alternate ending. I know it’s a long read]




It was late at night at the Harper's residence. All the lights were out, the windows shut, and Trish was asleep in her bed while Jack lied next to her, his active mind unable to keep himself focused on getting som

Rei was sitting upon a bench outside the school she attended, having chosen to work on her new power after school. She made sure to pick a relatively inconspicuous spot as the students were leaving the building. She could faintly hear some of them complaining about the giant crystalline Angel's corpse in the middle of the city and how it was a hassle to get around with it blocking several large streets. Looking out at the horizon at the said corpse, she knew it would take a long while for Nerv c

It was 10:46 am. Our protagonist, Shiro Yukimura, was sitting in Ms. Leslie’s art class with Rachael. The teacher was going about her lesson about vore in modern art. Rachael was focused on the lesson, taking vivid notes. Meanwhile sitting next to her, Shiro seemed rather distracted. He was thinking about his classmate, Sophia, who vanished during homeroom. The whole class just thought the dean ate her, but Shiro knew better. He had a bad feeling. As he thought, there was a knock at the cla

Cumforting Places
Elizabeth sighed as her class meandered into view. It was the bored, tired expressions and generally slouched posture that made her frown. No matter, it was a dreaded Monday morning; it was a ripe day, one of their last, in their seventh and final grade of elementary. They should be cramming for finals!
Or, that’s what she did, at least.
Elizabeth adjusted her rounded glasses as one student waved and said a joyful hello. Joy, as her name applied, was a bright and cheerful

How to produce the best Manure




It was the evening at Sweet Apple Acres. Applejack and her brother had just finished another harvest, normally a reason to cheer for the members of the Apple family, but not this time. The harvest was worse than the one from the year before. There wasn’t the threat of bankrupt, as they still had managed to harvest enough to gain for the next months, still, they had no scope for bigger repairs

[This story is not canon to any of my other stories]




It was late at night at the Harper's residence. All the lights were out, the windows shut, and Trish was asleep in her bed while Jack lied next to her, his active mind unable to keep himself focused on getting some much needed rest. The door's lock soon clicked, though, and Barbara entered the house. Trish had trusted her with a key, so it wasn't breaking and entering, but

“Ooooh,
that one looks pretty!” Lily said. She stood in front of a
merchant’s stall in a small town, marveling over the dresses he had
for sale. For an average person, this might seem ordinary enough, but
for Lily this was a very special opportunity.
Normally,
she spent her days wondering the wilds with her friend Mallow; a
large dragoness who at this moment was watching over her from high
above the clouds- ready to stage a convenient dragon attack if she
got into any trouble.
Another
oddi

Eden
sat in the big soft chair in her living room, sipping a coffee. She’d
never gotten much use out of the chair in the past, but that had
changed ever since her “roommate” had moved in. Majesca, the
genie who had been thrust into her life (almost literally) was
cuddled up beside her, sipping at her own coffee between idle little
strokes on this sensitive spot or that. Eden smiled and shut her
eyes, enjoying the subtle teasing and stoking courtesy of her
friend/servant. It was sensual, bu

Viera's toenails were a bright pink today. One of Nessa's favorite shades. The demoness's toes peeked out from under her sandal straps, curling and twitching as Viera talked. They were just about the only thing in Nessa's world right now.






Nessa was dimly aware that Viera was talking about the mess in the common kitchen. As the RA, Viera had been forced to clean it up in a hurry in order to pass