KitsuneKit in: Get the Magic Lamp! (Part 1) by Major-Owen, literature
Literature
KitsuneKit in: Get the Magic Lamp! (Part 1)
Von Zapper was laughing, and he had a good reason, your head was only reaching his waist.“Did you really think I would be defeated by such a small fool like you? HAHAHAHA!” He aims the zapper at you, and a bright yellow light comes out of the orange tube. The villainous fox seems to grow as his laugh became louder and louder. You look up and see that you were only reaching his toes as he looks like a mountain where thunderous laughter was coming from. Then grass fills your vision as the face of Von Zapper fades into the sky. Shortly after you feel yourself floating as everything around you is now pitch black, except for the plane
[Commission] Warmth At Last. (GT Soft/Safe Vore) by BigBoysDoItBest, literature
Literature
[Commission] Warmth At Last. (GT Soft/Safe Vore)
(Warning! This Story Contains Soft/Safe/Willing Vore. It is M/F. This is a commission for the lovely TAOSaA, which uses her adorable characters Merlin and Jae) Merlin sighed as he looked around at the blistering snow around him. It had been snowing for the last several days, and he was getting worried about the little girl he had sitting against his neck. She was freezing. Her tiny body shaking, despite the enormous ploom of hair that Jae sported. And no matter what Merlin did, make a fire, give her cuddles, let her sit in a sleeve..she was cold. It was getting to the point that the giant was getting nervous.. They had been searching for a warmer location for what seemed like forever now, and ever since the snow came into play, it was almost an impossible task.. Jae was never good in cold weather to begin with, especially with her early onset scoliosis, which made it even harder to walk, and now she was looking worse than ever..Something had to be done. “...He..Hey Jae?” The man
Eggnog and Broken Teeth P.3 (GT Story) by BigBoysDoItBest, literature
Literature
Eggnog and Broken Teeth P.3 (GT Story)
(Hey! This chapter contains NO vore, but it does have hints of it for the future. I will warn you before the chapter begins if there is for or not. For now, it's just fluff with Giant and Tiny Interaction.) With breakfast over, Roz moved to stand up, walking over to a near by closet. He pulled on a jacket which had some kind of white fur in the inside of it, no doubt would it be warm. He looked over to the confused Satyr on the kitchen table, still gnawing on a fish bone. “What’re you doin?” Cadds asked, slowly standing up as he walked to the edge of the table, looking down. He felt himself grow dizzy by the sheer height he was at. Quickly, he backed away. “Out.” Roz mumbled, looking outside at the snow that was blowing about. “I have uh..things to do. I guess you're comin with me, unless you wanna sit under a jar all day. Can’t risk you getting free.” Yeah, like that would be so terrible Cadds huffed, before he watched the giant come back over. He crouched down, eye to eye with the
Unreal
The giant that stood before them looked down on the two frightened people at his feet from on high, in the most literal sense. Towering over all the trees around, with gigantic wings similar to the other giant, he gave Jonah the impression of an avenging angel, except being somewhere around the size of the Statue of Liberty off her pedestal. He looked a bit older than Jonah, probably around his early to mid twenties, with cold, icy blue eyes, pupils also narrowed into vertical slits. He had short dark-brown hair, with a parted fringe that was tussled a bit from coming down from the sky. He wore a navy blue, military-esque overcoat wit
Not Happening
Jonah found himself pinned to the giant's palm, with the fingers tightly pressing his back and legs into the warm folds of skin. Rachel was uncomfortably pressed against him with those same fingers, under his chin. She was screaming into his shirt, and he could feel his shirt becoming wet with her tears. He himself was dangerously close to falling into hysterics. He was indescribably scared. Thoughts of how he would die and all the regrets he had in his past congealed in his mind. His life flashed before his eyes. He lamented not answering, what probably was, the last phone call he would receive in his soon to end life. Why did
Terror
It was as if time slowed down to a crawl. No words could describe the sheer amount of fear that was emitting from the nineteen-year-old boy in that instant. No amount of roller coasters or horror movies put together could even slightly amount to a fraction of the fear he was feeling at that very moment. Seeing his terrified facial features reflecting from the golden orb in front of him was more than enough to frighten him beyond speech. He was looking at a part of a...someone. A someone so huge that he...or it...was able to shake the seven floor building by his mere presence. So unfathomably big that its mere eye was able to take up t
Normalcy
Jonah Michaels really hated Economics. Almost as much as he hated Statistics.
But alas, both were requirements for his major, and therefore, unavoidable. He began to wish he had taken the AP courses while he was in high school instead of learning them in a broad classroom where the monotonous voice of Dr. Weiss began to seem more like a dull, rythmless lullaby than an actual lecture. The properties of Supply and Demand were a concept everyone with a working brain and who went through high school already grasped long ago; the redundancy of it all served more of an annoyance than anything else. He thought he was done with math when h
I could feel myself waking up, but I wasn't ready to face the day just yet. Everything was so comfortably warm, even more than usual, which brought a smile to my face. Last night had been perfect. Henry and I had been up late just talking, and had apparently fallen asleep curled up next to each other. To confirm my hypothesis I leaned back against him, and sure enough was greeted by a gentle squeeze.
It was a perfect moment, so of course it would be ruined a second later.
An annoyingly loud buzz cut through the serene air, and sent the entire world into motion. The ground beneath me bucked, adding to my fear as I was held tighter. "Dammit,
Dusk had fallen over the sleepy cul-de-sac, robbing me of the little natural light that had been filtering through the drawn curtains. Illuminated by the glow of my laptop, I took a moment to study the silent house. No one else was home, which was exactly how I liked it.
Nestled in a cozy nook, I glanced over my immediate surroundings. I had a sizable pile of snacks beside me, a comfortable pillow at my back, and my behemoth of a laptop warming my legs. I'd already donned my headset, and was waiting for two different programs to load before diving into a night of raiding.
There was nothing particularly special about the MMO I played. It boa
The Will of the King 1 by littleLorraine, literature
Literature
The Will of the King 1
"Skreeeeee!"
The shrill, unmistakable cry of a messenger falcon forcefully pulled Princess Sara out of her sleep. Around her the world was slowly waking as she turned her blurry vision towards the window. Perched on the sill was an overly excited bird of prey, a common sight in the Earthy Keep, but as she continued to stare, a few key details caught her eye. Its vibrantly red crest of feathers and the copper colored silk scarf around its neck could only mean one thing. This was one of her mother's birds.
Sara gracefully threw herself out of bed and rushed across the cool, burgundy stores to greet the falcon. It happily released the rolled u
I submitted the beginning of my story. I hope you all will like it. It may be a tad naughty or distasteful in spots,but when you read the story you will understand.
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