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Mantra is cornered into meeting with the last person on this ruined, violent world that she wants to talk to. But that same person is the one whom Mantra loves most in the world.
Two years ago Stacy visited a newly discovered dimension, with his parents, on an adventurous summer vacation. He was astounded by how the other dimension's technology was decades ahead of his own! During his senior year he applied to Emerson University in the city he had visited. He was excited and hopeful of learning more about their technology as an exchange student, and hopefully bring it back to his own world. (Story set in the Diaper Dimension)
Sophia woke up feeling more refreshed than ever. Her deep and rejuvenating sleep had left her energized and excited for the day ahead. The soft morning light streamed through her cabin window as she stretched and yawned, casting a warm glow on everything it touched. The gentle sound of the ocean waves outside added to the tranquility of the moment.
“You’ve led kind of a sheltered existence,” she said, “being Jennifer
only in relatively safe places at safe times. Most girls are in danger
of that kind of thing at least a few times a year, if not every day —
it depends on their circumstances. But it’s still worth it, being a girl.”
It’s a mistake to believe just in one god – there’s lots of them – Ahriman to Zeus – take your pick! . And it also means that people other than mere humans roam the world. Demi-gods for example. People of Power. And they have feelings. You annoy such people at risk. And with risk comes retribution, revenge and remarkable outcomes …………….. for Tim his self-centred attitude meant a risk of some big changes. And he thought it was just bad luck! Silly boy.
The Displaced Detective: A Body Hopper Tale – Part 3
by Limbo’s Mistress
The perky blonde newscaster’s voice remained completely somber as she stared out at us from the giant screen dominating the wall of Thomas’ living room.
The year is 2024. And one of the greatest archaeology finds of all time is on display at the Smithsonian. No one ever expected to find something buried deep within the caves below Mount Fuji, Japan. Especially not a seven foot tall, fifteen foot wide, two foot thick, one-thousand pound, hand carved red lacquered, ebony wood, bejeweled sculpture of the dragon Toyotama-hime that is over 2000 years old. For 16yr old Tony Watanabe this statue held more than just your normal fascination. It held his destiny.
I woke up that day with a sense that something was different. Being the optimist that I am I made the presumption that it would be a good thing. Considering that I had prostate cancer twelve years ago and it had come back with a vengeance two years ago, most people would probably be surprised that I could maintain my optimism. Despite my terminal illness, I found facing my reality with anything other than optimism, depressing.
I felt a lot better about wearing diapers now that I knew I wasn't
alone in wearing them. I've known Jake for about 2 years as he was in
some of my classes but we won't play friend. Maybe now we could be
better friends as he was well liked at school and a great athlete as I
was just average.
Christmas with the family.
Our dissertations.
Charlie and Jackie for New Years.
Governor Black did what!?
Why is the wolf standing in our visions? ~o~O~o~ Santa Clause visits the twins. ~o~O~o~ My mother is the only one left with us. ~o~O~o~
t appears that our dissertations are ready to go. ~o~O~o~ Gourmet popcorn? ~o~O~o~ Why did he do this?
“M’ladies”, I couldn’t help giggling, “Our enemies await us and grow thirsty for confrontation. Shall we make haste?”
Sinae snarled fiercely as she nodded to me.
“Okay, Let’s kick some Hoblin ass and take back the Mare!”
Scald-Crow 1: The Rocky Road To Whateley
A Whateley Academy Tale
by:
ShadowedSin
High School is a living hell for Padraig, and his life is only made worse by bullying.
One night a powerful spirit offers him a deal, and his life is changed forever.
In a world where Superheroes and Villains are the norm, and mutants are hated by most of the populace
life get's complicated fast for our young hero.
When Maddock Ainsley gets involved in a rescue operation with his unit things go horribly wrong and his life is forever changed. Can the newly minted Merida cope with being a girl and a teenage super hero?
“Yup, I totally remember seeing that in the manual, I think it was on page thirty two,” Vanessa agreed.
Romance Along the Mississippi Previously published in serial form as
A Mississippi River Romance Did you break me to see if I'd break
Did you wanna know what I was made of
Big mistake
'Cause there's nothing now
That you or anyone can say
So save your breath and walk away
The end of the summer term, what a week it’s been and so confusing. Chas and I have been fucking like the proverbial rabbits all week since the experiment. The 2nd experiment, although it worked was disastrous, from my sister finding out, to getting stuck in the device, to having to sit to pee and none of my trousers fitting me. Yes, I had to borrow Claire’s old school trousers. Ok, they fitted better but they were still tight, and it wasn’t till Thursday that Chas pointed out to me that I had VPL. Well I had to wear panties because my underpants showed too much.
Madison used to have this great friend Charlie, they did everything together. Then Madison moved away. Now returning home, Madison seeks him out. The only drawback, Charlie didn't know Madison was a boy. Madison didn't know Charlie had a secret too.
Chas looked at me doubtfully, “I somehow don’t think it’ll work Dan” He said dismissively.
“Course it will. I’ve tested it, but I need a second opinion.” I replied.
“I’m not getting my cock out in front of you, that would be gay.” He replied.
“Oh man, sometimes you are so thick. You can take it in the bathroom and try it.”
I handed him a condom which he begrudgingly took. It was a little over 5 mins later when he returned, without the device or condom. “It’s not working for me.” He said.
By Jasmine Monica
They settle a few last minute issues and prepare to travel to the Shattered Isles
Pattenia and Serren settle some issues on their own
Chapter 12
CHAPTER 48
The seats were uncomfortable, as always, but in differing ways. Most of them were hard plastic chairs, that gradually sent your arse to sleep, with the occasional comfy-looking armchair bearing a beguilingly padded seat that was actually worse. You sat on the thick cushion, and the air trapped under the vinyl cover slowly farted out through the holes in the plywood base. With a sigh, you gradually descended to a perch on the base board, the frame digging into the backs of your thighs as the trapped sweat began to soak them.
Lillyn is positive this will be her day.
New exciting research is to be done.
And maybe she can squeeze out more details of this strange world from Myra.
Harmony saw Faith and says “ you found her yet or not”. Faith says “ no and because I didn't go after her she has gone missing”. Harmomy replies “ we might see her at school when the new semester starts it will feel weird not going as a cheerleader”. Faith says “ same here and we will have Jenny Calendar as our principal”.
Fleeing from our pursuers, the guy wearing my face and I find a safe spot to hunker down and catch our breath. Which affords me time to take stock of the teenage schoolgirl I've become.
Fleeing from our pursuers, the guy wearing my face and I find a safe spot to hunker down and catch our breath. Which affords me time to take stock of the teenage schoolgirl I've become.
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I'm standing alone in the dark and in a heavy fog. A voice calls out to me, beckoning me to follow. I reach out to grasp a hand, but when I touch it there is nothing there, just a shadow that disappears as if it were smoke. I see a light ahead of me, barely piercing the fog. I move towards it slowly, the ground unsteady under my feet. The light is coming from a cave, descending deep into the earth. The voice that calls to me is there and so I follow the path down, into the pitch black abyss.
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