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Foxy's pirate tales - The Siren's Song
The ocean, on land it is seen as a large blue blanket of water that covers most of the Earth’s surface, but to the creatures below; it is home. Only very few dare to ever set sail to the harsh waves out at sea, to face the perils and witness the monsters that lurk below. A certain red fox was one of them.
Dressed in nothing but brown tattered shorts and the fur on his skin, he welcomed the salty water and laughed at roaring waves. Armed with nothing but a sword by his side and a bottle of rum in his paws, it was safe to say that this fox was either really brave or really insane. His boat was small but his spirits were high, he didn’t give a damn about the dangers of the sea or rival of neighboring pirates that sailed beside him. His only attention was on the ocean, his first and only true love.
“They all be damned if they think they can go up against the great and mighty Foxy!” he shouted, raising the rum in the air, toasting to himself, and guzzling down the al
If Wishes Were Horses
Candice handed over the cash for the cotton candy and started munching on it.
Her friend, Tamara, gave her an undisguised look of disgust as they strolled through the carnival grounds.
"What?" Candice asked, her voice partially muffled with a mouthful of cotton candy.
"I thought you were trying to lose weight." Tamara told her.
"Look at me. I've lived off carrot sticks for years and I still look like a beached whale. So forget dieting. If I am going to be fat, I might as well enjoy it."
Tamara emitted a disgusted sigh.
"What?" Candice prodded. "Like you're a poster child for perseverance. You're not goint to college just because you didn't get into Harvard."
"That's different." Tamara protested. "I've always been the best at school. I can't take settling for second place. If I can't get into Harvard, what's the point?"
"That's just what I'm saying. If I can't have the body I want, then what's the point? Man, like w
Too Many Drinks - Part I
A blurred and painful awakening disrupted Chuck’s dormancy as his eyes slowly focused on his digital alarm clock.
The blinking colon between the hour and the minute counters violently drummed the seconds of his alcohol induced torment. Chuck’s head bellowed upon waves of whiskey infused headache. How had he managed to drink so much?
More importantly, what happened last night? The evening was a muddled conjecture of missed connections and happy accidents. The late hours of a night’s outing at his local pub usually lead to a booze-infused discussion of politics, religion, and sex, soon obliterated by a cleansing alcohol-fueled memory wipe.
Something prolific, a profound moment, had managed to escape the mental gravity well of his binge. A monolith, no... a person had managed to survive in his memories until his awakening.
Suddenly, a tide of recollection swept over his mind.
Chuck cringed at the realiza
The JoggerThis story has effects of weight gain on the female variety. Simple, if you don‘t like don't read. Regardless, take care and have fun. ^^
A gentle fog hovers over the fine dew coated fields, dissipating slowly as the sun begins to rise into the clouded sky above. The thin mist crossing the finely paved path, it retreats from the young fit woman who has wandered into sight this early Friday morning.
“Ah, my type of morning.” Jen sets her bag on the vacant wooden bench, withdrawing a small mp3 player and a pair of ear buds. “Nothing beats running through a cool morning fog”
Adorned by a loose pair of pink, white striped pants and a matching un-zippered pink hoodie, the outfit contours around her trim athletic figure just pushing 117 pounds. Arms stretched high above her head, her DD-cup breasts are thrust upwards, barely contained in her low cut black sport tank top as the full, round spheres
Exploding Breasts TGExploding Breasts
Even though I was a guy, the day I started growing breasts was a pretty normal day. I didn't have any strange sensation or weird itches or anything like that. I did have a dream which felt quite vivid overnight but which left me when I woke.
I walked into bathroom, trying to pull some of the seemingly-fantastic detail out of the haze of my thoughts, and slipped off my shirt.
Cracking my neck a few times, I glanced in the mirror. The area around my nipples was pressed out a little bit. Nothing too serious but, considering I was used to heavy-lifting at work and my muscles had adapted to that, it did surprise me.
I thought that perhaps I was eating a bit too much and something like a junior version of my Uncle Brad's 'moobs' were starting to show. And I didn't think any more of it at the time except to remind myself to eat a little less and exercise more.
The rest of that week was loaded with veggies and sit-ups. My best friend Adam came over a few times and chee
Belly of the Beauty (vore story)Belly of the Beauty (vore story)
You awaken in a large room, alone. You look up and down, your vision blurry and unfocused, before you rise shakily to your feet. Your vision stabilizes and you are able to make out your surroundings. You seem to have retained your clothes, at the very least, which made you happy, but you are shocked by what you see. You appear to have been shrunken to the size of a fly! Everything around you is so huge! Chairs seem the size of skyscrapers, if not even taller; the table seems to stretch for miles, and the ceiling reminds you of a blank white canvas, stretched an infinitesimal distance over your head. You begin to explore your surroundings, looking through every nook and cranny. Though most of the structures are too tall for you to reach, you cannot withstand the urge to look around the room. There are chairs, a table, a desk… this place has everything! Your curious soul is oblivious to everything around you. You suddenly feel strange shaking from
Too Much of A Good ThingStanding in the middle of a bakery, Sarah looked around, her eyes pratically sparkling. It was the middle of the night, and she had hid herself until closing time. While she was a good person, she had heard that this bakery made some of the best tasting pasteries in town. And since she had a lage sweet tooth, she couldn't resist. Now alone in the shop, she walked behind the counter and looked down at the display case. " Looks delious" she said, licking her lips.Reaching down she grabbed what looked like a sweetroll with honey drizzled on the top. One bite made her eyes light up again. Oh my god, that is so good! she cried in her head. Shoving the rest of it in her mouth she quickly devoured it, and reached for another one. Having the entire bakery to herself was pure bliss for her. Moving on from sweet rolls she saw cinamin buns. Everytime she finished one she licked the suger that was sprinked on them off of her lips. Making her way down the case, she munched on pastries, cakes, and d
Doctor's VisitThis story has effects of weight gain on the female variety. If you don't like, don't read. ^^
"Ah damn, I never liked these stupid check ups. Hopefully this doesn't take long, there's that new sale going on at the mall today. " Sara stood there a few moments thinking to herself. "I wonder if I'll have a cute doctor?"
Adjusting her top just in case, Sara had the hourglass body most women would die for and dressed to match. She wore a small black denim jacket atop a tight fitting baby yellow tee to flaunt her full B-cup breasts. Complemented by a pair of daisy duke jean shorts, her long slender legs were only matched by her subtle bubble butt and slightly flared hips. With angelic facial features and brown eyes, her flowing brunette hair draped downwards, resting on her shoulders. Entering the room, Sara saw the receptionist through the window behind her desk.
Tg Caption: Turned into a Girl for the Holidays"Please, Thomas, I could really use your help," Rick, my manager, pleaded.
"No means no. I don't really like Christmas. Wouldn't it be better for someone else to do it?" I replied.
"Everybody else has already left. You're the last one who can do it. All you need to do is wear a costume and greet the kids as they sit on Santa's lap."
I shook my head. I'd been working at a mall for the last five years. Every year around Christmas time, there would be a wave of customers getting gifts. At first, it was fun, but then the constant arguing for the best deal and the bratty kids started to wear down on me. I didn't hate Christmas, but I definitely didn't enjoy it.
"I didn't want to have to do this," Rick said slowly, "but I'll pay you double for it. Make that triple. Plus, I'll take you out to a turkey dinner tonight."
My ears perked. While I wasn't the biggest fan of Christmas, I could use the money. And food. "Fine, I'll do it. Where's the stupid outfit?"
"It's in the changing room."