Welded SoulsRhea paced back and forth across the living room in her quarters, sorely tempted to tear her hair out. There were just so many incidents happening, one after another. Her sisters were openly getting into destructive, public fights with each other… well, realistically, it was more Phoebe picking fights with everyone. Still, the point was, all of them were being frustrating in one way or another. Just to compound things even further, ever since that portal opened up to Allara on

Assimilation Assassin





Doreen made an audible sigh, gurgling slightly as she did so. For her, Toshiko's teleportation antics may have been overly dramatic, but she had gotten used to it by now. It certainly didn't cause her the full-blown panic that it seemed to be causing Mae at the moment. Look at her, tumbling around in the whirlwind like a fool! Blonde hair whipping everywhere, blue-scaled wings and tail not

Tentacled Maw





The sun was shining as bright and hot as ever, bearing down on an island surrounded by brilliant turquoise waters. The island was lightly forested and gently sloped, rising up to a pinnacle a few hundred feet above the sea. The waves crashed at the foot of the cliff face, a small strip of beach separating it from the waves came down. A rather large opening to a sea cave drove straight into the clif

Expanded Cohabitation





Pacifica Brody paced her recording studio back and forth. She had just finished recording an episode of her podcast about a felinefolk woman and her two roommates-turned-lovers. It had everything that she was looking for in the story. It featured a feraloi that had suddenly gained the ability to use Magic. It had a threesome, and who didn't like those? It had all the drama and intrigue that

One member of the friend group showed up in a belly, today. Which is treated about like showing up with a hickey would be; much teasing, raucous congratulations, saucy remarks all around. Being in a belly is then about equivalent to being constantly engaged in PDA.Thing is, he's not getting out of there. He could, pred willing…but he won't. And that part isn't implicitly understood by the group at large. It's something that slowly dawns on them as the day goes on and he starts to fade. This wa

The Girl in the Hall



The Girl in the Hall



Your name was Malcolm. You were short for your age, with short curly brown hair and an athletic build. You lived in a city that was mostly humans. There was the odd other race, elves or Dwarves. You were athletic; you competed in track races for your school. You were also dyslexic and had been held back a year, making you 18 in your last

Faerie Fire





Arlette sat on the couch and tried her best to look everywhere else in the room except for the grey-green gelain woman that was bent down in front of her. She quickly corrected herself mentally that Celadon was a latex slime, not a gelain. That was… going to take getting used to. Try as she might, there wasn't a whole lot else in the room to really focus on. Just a small table and a rather cus

Edible Goods





A van drove up the driveway of an abandoned house in Kittery, Maine, with the crunch of fresh snow loud beneath its wheels. The sun had long since set, and the only light available outside was from the van’s headlights as well as a motion-activated floodlight that flickered on as the vehicle approached. It soon crawled to a stop, and for a few moments everything was dead silent. The side door

The Race: the stables



You paid at the tavern to get access to the stables. The innkeeper

confirmed that centaurs were welcome in the tavern if they wore clothes, but they had no suitable room, as the stairs would be too narrow.



You met Star in a stable room. Arvis had two stables, one for her pony and the other she paid for