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The Dreamcatcher Part 8 (TG Story) I froze, I didn't move at all. A boy was kissing me and I wasn't jumping away in revolt, I wasn't punching him, in fact I was kind of liking it. He pulled away, we were both completely red in the face. The air was heavy and silence wore on us. "Sorry... I didn't know if that was the right time but you're just too pretty." He said. My heart was in my throat and my stomach was all butterflies. This was just too much. "Don't be..." I said finally. We both started to grin slightly. "So, um..." he said as he shifted on the bed closer to me, "do you want to do it again?" I looked into his eyes and gave him a slight nod. He leaned in and so did I. There it was, the moment of no return. I was willingly making out with a boy on his bed. He was a bad kisser, but I didn't care. I was completely swept away with emotions and hormones. We slowly pulled away from each other and looked deep into each other's eyes. Then he kind of awkwardly winked at me, stood up and said, "You're
The Awakening Chapter Five "So this is me?" Chrissy said as she stared at herself in the mirror. She had been given a change of clothes from Dr. Troy and was now in her room's bathroom to get out of her hospital robe. Even without makeup she was beautiful, long silky black hair, gorgeous blue eyes, cute nose and flush lips; she was absolutely astonishing. She stood there in awe of her own body, but she noticed that she wasn't attracted to it. "Chris would've been drooling by now," she said with a soft chuckle, "I guess that kind of confirms it." She slowly slipped the gown off, not daring to look at her reflection. It wasn't that she was scared, but that she was still uneasy about looking at a body she didn't remember having. As the gown fell to the floor she immediately picked up the undergarments and slid them up her legs. Then came the bra, which was a bit of a different story. Now she had to actually touch herself, but not in some groping fashion like she did earlier. This w
Christina Hendricks TG
Jon was hunched over on his couch depressed. Not much had been going right, in fact, nothing had gone right. First his dog ran away, which he never much like, but he missed his company nonetheless. Then his wife left him out of nowhere. She claims there wasn’t another man involved, but Jon knows better. Then, to top it all off, when he went into work the next day he got fired because he was late due to his wife leaving him. So Jon, with nothing going right, sat on his couch just thinking about where he took the wrong turn on his life’s path. He decided to try and get his mind off the whole situation. “MAD MEN MARATHON! CATCH UP WITH THE WHOLE SERIES IN ONE SITTING!” the TV boomed. “Well I guess now’s a better time than ever to get into it…” he trailed off.
Jon watched the show, hours and hours passed. At first he wasn’t really watching it, just sort of background noise, but as time passed he got more and more involved. It was late
The Awakening Chapter FourChrissy awoke again, this time not to be greeted by her parents though. Dr. Troy was there though, waiting by the bed. “You really put on a show back there didn’t you?” Dr. Troy asked in a kind manor. “What did you do to me!?” Chrissy said filled with rage, but unable to move much due to the drug’s effects. “Well, we kept you here while you were in a coma after your accident. You really are a tough girl to come out with such minor injuries, your beetle not so much though,” Dr. Troy chuckled. “I’M NOT A GIRL, I’M A BOY AND I DON’T HAVE SOME STUPID BEETLE, I HAVE A MUSTANG,” Chrissy yelled at Dr. Troy. “I’m afraid you’ve had an extensive coma dream. In other words, you’ve lived an entire life in your head. I’m assuming hat all your memories and thoughts are of you being a boy and that you think that that’s your real life.” Dr. Troy explained calmly. “I… but
The wind was cool and fast at the shore. Zack was on vacation and walking along a beach one afternoon. It was a perfect afternoon for a walk, the sun was setting and the tide was high. Zack bounded with each step, dropping all of his force onto the wet beach sand. It’s was he liked to do, it wasn’t a brisk walk for exercise, he was walking to have a good time. The ocean seemed to sing to him, every time a wave crashed up it soothed him further. Zack needed, no deserved this vacation for all the hours he had been putting in. “I’ve got to do this more often,” he thought to himself. Just as he thought this though, an evil underwater witch caught sight of Zack alone on the beach. She was a crude, lonely witch in need of some excitement. She decided Zack would be her item of torment for now. With this decision she cast a spell on poor Zack.
Zack continued to walk the beach; unaware of his body’s changes once they began. His thighs began to shrink, and los
The Awakening Chapter Three“She…” it echoed in Chris’ head. “I’m not a she.” “She has had massive trauma though and will most likely be in a state of shock.” He heard the doctor say. “It’s only going to be temporary hopefully though, it really depends on her will and acceptance of her life.” “Well she has been in a coma for a year, that makes sense I guess.” His father replied. “She… massive trauma… year coma!” Chris thought, then jumped up from his bed. He ripped out the needles in his body and in a blind frenzy jumped off his bed. His parents looked at him with a mouths ajar as they saw their child erupt from a year long slumber in such a way. Chris ripped at he bandaged on his head. “What are you guys talking about, who is this she?!” Chris yelled, not yet aware of his voice being different. “Honey, baby, are…” his mother began to cry, “are you okay?!” She r
Aly Michalka TG
The day was perfect, the sun was out, the weather was just warm enough for a great day at a lake, and the breeze was great. All the guys were centered on the girls and all the girls were just having fun. Mitch was just sitting under a tree in the shade, picking at grass while his friends went hopping into the lake. Mitch was a bit of a wallflower compared to his group of friends. He like relaxing in silence while they ran about and hopped into the late. He kind of wished he was more like them, more carefree. “I wish I could just forget about all my anxieties and nervousness and just run and hop into the lake with them. With that wish Mitch started to change. His body hair started to fall out. He looked in wonder as his hands shrank to a petite size and became dainty and feminized, and his arms slenderized while his shoulders cracked inwards and his whole body began to shrink as his chest started to develop two beautiful breasts. Then his stomach hardened into a sexy core while hi
The Dreamcatcher Part 7 (TG Story)I wake up to my mother and sister hovering over me. “Finally the lovebird is awake.” My sister said with a wide grin. “I… I uh… I don’t know what happened,” I muttered as I rubbed my head. “Go on out honey and help move, I’ll take care of your little sister.” Said my mom. After my sister had left my mother and I talked about what had happened. “I just don’t know, he was so cute and then I…” I said. “Cute?! You think the boy is cute?” My eyes shot open, what had I just said?! I shook my head. “It’s okay honey, I’ve been noticing these things, you’re acting like a girl more and more. You like cute clothes, you were a natural at putting on makeup, and now you even like boys. It’s clear our entire reality has changed and not just your appearance.” My mother divulged to me. I just sat and thought to myself, “Mom, could you leave me alone for a little w
Chloe Grace Moretz TG
“Why don’t you mock me more?!” Mitch said aloud as he read news about Chloë Moretz. She was everything Mitch wanted to be. She was young, super attractive, had a career, was rich, and had a solid family that supported eachother. Mitch was barely eking by moneywise. He had already missed his teens, as he was in his 20’s now. He wasn’t ugly by any means, but Chloë was gorgeous. Finally, his family, they weren’t doing too good. His parents were distant not only from him, but also to each other. There was very little conversation between any of them. He just wished he could have her life. With that wish Mitch’s world would change just as he dreamed it. He closed his computer for the night and decided to get a good nights rest so he could get to work tomorrow on time.
Once Mitch dozed off, fantasizing about how great his life could be, the changes began. His whole body shrank, his hands and feet the most. His arms and legs smoothed out whi
attack on titan: nerd!marco x reader FIC
Her reputation amongst the students compromised of nothing but good things - honesty, kindness, ability to bring a smile to just about anyone's face. (Name) was all manner of resilient and friendly and beautiful. Her smaller frame and sweet outer appearance aside, she was smart as well. To Marco, the fear and stress of having to confront (Name) with his feelings seemed like a distant worry. He had never been forced to think, nor talk about, the fact he had been infatuated with her since the beginning of their high school career. (Name) was the most enticing person he had ever met - hell, even Jean liked getting a rise out of Marco by always bringing up "that babe in History". Why
wouldshould anyone as pretty as her think of dating someone like Marco? He was sweet, incredibly clever, and he recognized these positive attributes about himself - he was all for 'not judging a book by it's cover'.. but this was different. This was (Name). She was flawle
(Art-trade) A Fairy Tail TG: Cana Alberona
This is a bad idea, Stan thought as he stared at the mug in front of him. He’d been on his way home from the gym, when he saw the poster. It was posted on the wall of an old tavern that was apparently open this early in the afternoon. Some sort of drinking competition was advertised, one with a $500 cash prize. Stan had never been much of a drinker, maybe a beer here and there. He’d always preferred staying fit and in-shape. Getting drunk seemed like a waste of time and an abundance of bad calories. But he could really use that money, and out-drinking someone couldn't possibly require any effort, right? With that thought he reluctantly entered the bar.
About an hour later, and Stan was six glasses in. They’d all been beers of different colors and names; he didn't really know the difference. A few people had dropped out already, and while Stan wasn't quite there yet, he was starting to feel a little unsure about his chances. He su
Sweet Lullaby [ErenxReader]
You would aways take the blame for things the others did just to clean. Of course, you werent much as a clean freak as Levi was but cleaning rooms or doing the laundry just helped to relax your mind while alone and lost in your thoughts. Also, it was a great oppertunity to do what you did best alone. You sang. It was always the same tune, same song. (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vZ0VnLwBwNE)
Your mother used to sing it to you when you went to sleep while platting your (H/C) hair. But, now that she was gone, you would sing it either while you where upset, angry, sleepy or cleaning.
All alone again,I find myself astray,In the middle of a journey
Only my heart, Wandered about,When the rest of my body remained still.
Your hair in a messy bun with hair picked out form the sides, you began to sing the sweet song with your angelic voice while washing people's uniforms that where stained
Valentine's Day (Will Graham x Reader One-Shot)It was just another ordinary day on the job; you and Will were investigating a crime scene together as Jack supervised and bugged Will with questions. Something was a little off on this day, though. Will kept looking at you, not that he didn’t look at you all the time anyway, but the look in his eyes was different than it usually was. And every chance he got, he would pass by you and whisper ‘Love you, (F/n).’ You were used to Will’s anti-social self, which was just one of many reasons you loved him. You were both anti-social for the most part besides when it came to each other, but this was just very unlike him.
When you got back to the forensics lab you waited until Will left to approach Beverly and talk to her quietly.
“I think something’s wrong with Will,” you started.
Beverly cocked her head at you before replying, “What do you mean?”
You sighed, “He’s been acting really weird around me today. I don’t know wha
I Will Follow You Into The Dark Nico x ReaderI Will Follow You Into The Dark.
Death Cab For Cutie
Nico di Angelo x Reader
Love of mine, someday you will die
But I’ll be close behind
I’ll follow you into the dark
Nico and (y/n). (Y/n) and Nico. That’s how it always was. There friendship was different. For it did not blossom into what it was meant to till the very end.
It had happened at Camp Half-Blood in the woods. At the hands of a monster
No blinding light or tunnels to gates of white
Just our hands clasped so tight
Waiting for the hint of a spark.
Nico didn’t see what happened. He only heard the blood curling scream and the picture that followed it.
The two were fighting monsters for fun, but at some point they got separated, neither had truly noticed.
The scream brought Nico out of his bubble. He killed the monster in front of him and ran towards her.
If Heaven and Hell decide
That they are both satisfied
Illuminate the no’s on their vacancy signs
When Nico saw you, he ran f
Mika Munch: The Hungriest ExplorerExploring the ancient world is a profession that requires a certain flair of finesse. You needed a distinct respect for the aging lands you traversed, showing them the admiration their great legacy’s deserved, while remaining on your feet in case of crumbling platforms or long hidden traps. A respectable job only for the most patient souls with the most delicate touch…
And then there was Mika Munch, who wore a bright purple top, had spent the first twenty minutes of her journey through the temple singing along to ‘Fat Bottomed Girls’ as it played on a loop on her iPod and had written ‘Mika wuz here XOXO’ on the entrance.
“Hmmm,” it had been a long trek, and not without its obstacles or hidden treats, but finally she was presented with a real puzzle.
Fortunately, it was her kind of puzzle.
Before her stood a set of three podiums, each bathed in light shining in from the ceiling. Behind them stood a mighty door, sealed shut with what
Grandma's SecretGroaning, Jack let his aching body fall on his bed. He'd helped his uncle for hours carrying Great Grandma's stuff from her adjacent cottage into the farmstead's large attic. Great Grandma had died three months earlier, but Jack already didn't remember her well anymore.
He'd often visited his uncle's farm during his holidays, but he'd seldom interacted with his ancient relative. While uncle and his wife were living in the farm's big ranch, where Jack even had his own room while he was visiting, Great Grandma had lived withdrawn in her old, tiny cottage. It had even lacked modern heating and fluent water, but the old lady had thrown a fit each and every time her grandson had tried persuading her into moving to the farmstead.
She'd even grown her own vegetables and farmed chicken, so she'd been completely independent, and eventually his uncle had stopped trying. Truth to tell, Great Grandma had not been a bad person. She'd always smiled when she'd seen her great grandson play
A New Star's CeremonyFallenstar slowly padded to the top of the Moss Rock, reciting the words in his head that he needed to say. "All cats old enough to catch their own prey..." this part he had heard so often it would be hard to mess it up, "gather here beneath the Moss Rock for a Clan meeting!"
Timidbreeze ushered out a well-groomed Mosskit, Saplingkit and Kestrelkit. Mothkit tottered after them timidly. The first three kits bounced excitedly, they had turned six moons and they were supposed to be apprentices. Mothkit looked a bit scared about the whole endeavor, but Timidbreeze whispered something to him to help calm his nerves. Fallenstar was lucky to have Timidbreeze to tell him these things, he hadn't kept track of anyone's ages like a leader needed to.
He waited for the Clan to settle, some eyes staring at him angrily as if to say, 'what now?'--Fallenstar couldn't blame them. It was actually Timidbreeze's idea to do a ceremony, to kind of remind the Clan that they were still that--a Clan. The voices
Pokemon, Misty's Destiny With The Feather - Part 1(Current events are set in the Johto Regions of Pokemon, just mentioning this so I don't get yelled at by the hardcore Pokemon fans.)
Our story begins with Ash, Brock and Misty stopping off at the local Pokemon center, They decide to stop off and rest for the night after a long day of traveling through the Johto regions.
Misty: "Ah good to finally stop off at a pokemon center, my feet are tired and I need to get them out of these red trainers"
Misty came up with a little idea to annoy Ash,
Misty: "Hey Ash..... want to rub my feet, they are sore and tired? "
Ash looked at Misty in a worried type look and tried to come up with a quick plan to get out of it, thus he said
Ash: "No Misty -Yawn- I am tired I am going to bed NIGHT"
Ash ran off as quick as possible to his room, Misty stood there in a confused look thinking what just happened,
A Few Minutes Later
Misty walked to her room and she could not wait for her dirty red trainers to come flying off of her sexy feet.
Misty came up with
The Dreamcatcher Part 4 (TG Story)“What in the world?” I heard my mother say in the other room while I was still in the bathroom. She walked in with a little cute dress held out in her hands. “I don’t know what’s going on, but all of your clothes have changed, there are bras and panties in there too.” I looked back at her incredibly confused. “So wait, all my clothes are changed into girly clothes too, I wonder how far the effects of whatever’s happened have spread through my life?” I then ran to my bed and picked up my phone and sure enough the background wasn’t as I had left it, it was a pink background with a bow tied in the middle like a present. My mom picked out a pair of jeans and a shirt for me to wear along with some unmentionables. I thanked her and went to change. When I went into the bathroom this time I shut the door and locked it behind me. I was actually getting excited at the idea of seeing myself naked. I took off my clothes I had on and just
The Parlour IncidentOne day in July, I believe it was, I found myself sitting with several acquaintances in Christopher's parlour. It was one of those deliciously lazy afternoons which only the summer in her full glory can bring. The room had a wan, listless light to it, relaxing the other guests and myself as we languidly chatted over tea and crumpets. The air was also sluggishly heavy, dulling the senses to a slowly-blended calm engendered by the heat of St. Othniel's southerly climate.
At length, after much stimulating conversation, Christopher stood, producing a book of sheet music.
"What do you all say to a bit of music?" he asked.
"Certainly," I answered.
"Oh yes, please do darling!" Tabitha exclaimed, "he's quite the maestro."
Christopher laughed, shaking his head.
"Now, now love, I'd not go that far."
He strode over to the piano as the other guests urged him on. Ida entered the room bearing a merrily steaming teapot and more crumpets.
"More tea sirs?" she inquired, shooting sideways glances at her
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