Ummm... well, I'm trying to get back to writing prose again.
StuffingI swallowed the last bit of the bread, and I thought I would burst. I tried to lean back in my chair to stretch out my new big tummy, but it was difficult, as my hands were tied to the arms of the chair. I looked down at myself, and I had to help from not vomiting at the sight. My belly was round now, like a beachball, and it went almost all the way to my knees. Rejected food sat on my bosom, and my tight pink shirt was now pushed all the way up to my breasts. It was disgusting.
Pete came back right then, and I sat up and smiled, not wanting to disappoint. It was difficult to smile though, when I saw the next heaping plate of food he carried over. He sat down on the couch across from me and smiled.
"How are you liking it?" he asked, obviously oblivious to my discomfort.
"Great! Your cooking is the best," I said with practised sweetness.
He took a spoon and dippd it into the deep mound of mashed potatoes and when I opened my mouth he shoved it in my mouth. I gulped it down, trying not t
Hefty ChangesAs Edward walked into the crowded student union, he saw that several of his friends had already gathered around one of the vacant tables and were chatting away with each other. When they noticed that Ed had arrived, they happily waved for him to come over and have a seat. "Ed, over here!" Clutching his rather full tray of food, Edward made his way over to the table. Once he got there he frowned. There was barely any room for him to sit. Grabbing a chair from an empty table, he did his best to squeeze into the small space he was given, just barely fitting. "Guys, I think we need to find another table." Ed groaned, barely able to move between two of his rather agitated friends. One of them laughed lightly. "The rest of us seem to fit just fine, maybe you just need to watch the calories, big guy." The rest of the table broke into a fit of laughter at the comment.
Edward smiled slightly. "Yeah, yeah, very funny." After all, he was pretty used to jokes about his weight
Mistress of Hypnosis"Unhand me, you vile demons! I demand an explanation for this! Unhand me, I say!"
Thomas was being dragged helplessly towards the entrance of the castle. His blood was racing, his heart was pounding, and his nerves were shot. Two butlers, dressed entirely in black-aside from their black and white striped masks around their eyes-remained silent as they lifted the boy up the stairs to the door. Finally, the servant on the right of Thomas hissed in a snake-like tone, "Our Mistress will certainly be pleased with this one," he whispered in a light snicker, "you know how much she loves those who resist and fight her power."
The two servants chuckled deeply within their throats, the servant to the left of Thomas replied, "Oh, yes! She will be most pleased with us! Perhaps she'll even reward us with another entrancive gift." The two servants seemed awfully giddy to Thomas for such a thing...however, Thomas didn't have much time to think before they were at the large, front door
Mr. FiveI checked my watch as I strolled down the halls of the Midvane Asylum. My supervising officer hadn't told me what I was walking into, unfortunately for me. A male nurse met me at the building office. His scrubs were smeared with what I assume was saliva, and his glasses were uneven on his face. He had no hair on his head, but there was a black soul patch staring at me from his chin.
"Are you here about Mr. Five?" the nurse scrawled across a clipboard as he spoke.
"Yes, the patient that we called about. You were told what the situation was, weren't you?"
The nurse sighed and nodded towards the door of the office and walked out. I followed him down the hall, struggling to keep his pace. He never looked up from his clipboard on our trip through the Asylum halls, even when he had to step around gurneys and patients. I kept the brim of my hat tipped forward throughout the walk. Something about the way crazy people stare, it unsettles me. The nurse tilted his head back towa
Trouble In Terrorist Town - PewdieCry fanfictionPewdiepie opened his eyes to find himself outside on a patch of wild grass that obviously hadn’t been cut in a while. He stood up and noticed that in one hand there was a pistol and in the other a crowbar, he was familiar with this from the game, something else he was familiar with was the layout of the screen. It was like it was on his computer screen but wherever he looked it followed him around, much like the Oculus Rift. He sighed before taking a better look around him. In front of him was some rundown buildings, to his left was more rundown buildings and to the right there were more buildings, these were white and had metal stairs leading to the roof, like in one of the maps he had played in before. Most things seemed the same as in the game but there was one obvious difference that Pewds knew oh too well. At least one of them wasn’t coming out of this place.
Pewds decided to explore around a bit, he walked forward to the buildings in front of him. He didn’t get
2P!England X Reader- Bloody cupcakes
Pulling you closer, I'm gonna tell you a story, about a girl who found true love....
Love can be complicated, sometimes deadly and unpredictable. Sometimes it hurts you from the inside to the outside, no words couldn't describe it. Logic and ration doesn't do a thing in this insane feeling, is almost unreadable. That's how you would describe love, before everything happened. You were reading one of your favorite books Love and Blood. You took a gulp of your tea and looked out the window. The angels could be seen, talking and behaving like in heaven. That's where you were. In after life, in heaven, a beautiful place, something that could made every ones heart beat with happiness. Well...Not everyone. Just the pure ones could feel the warm feeling, the others were in hell, feeling just hatred and rage. You walked to the balcony, the breeze making your long [hair color] hair fly, your red lips in a sad smile and a tear falling down your pale porcelain cheeks
It was a cold, dreary Sunday afternoon in the county of Surrey as a steady rain fell from the grey skies. Inside the large stately mansion, the halls were unusually quiet for such a day unfit to be outside. The footsteps of the white-haired butler echoed down the corridor as he approached the chamber that housed the elaborate indoor pool. In his hands, he carried a polished silver tray holding a tall glass and a cordless phone.
The elegant room was deafly quiet as the reliable servant marched inside. The architecture of the hall was magnificent, the floor and walls constructed out of stone. With the thirty-foot ceiling and giant statues positioned around the border of the pool, the area designated for swimming seemed more like a museum. Stepping over to the tranquil water, the humble gentleman could see a silhouette underneath the shimmering surface. Sighing deeply, he waited patiently for his charge to emerge f
Sisters of the NightAs the moon shone down upon The Island that was where Duel Academy had been built, a young teenaged girl is seen walking. The girl had long blonde hair that went down past her back. She wore a blue and white outfit symbolizing her as a member of The Obelisk Dorm, The Dorm for The Elite Duelists of the Academy. The girl walked on quietly her footsteps soft and quiet as she made zero noise It was after hours and everyone else except her was asleep. Alexis Rhodes continued on walking as she walked through the woods.
From afar, another girl also wearing a Obelisk Dorm outfit silently followed after Alexis. Staying a fair distance away from her and hiding in between bushes and trees so that she didn’t notice her. A pair of eyes poked out of the bush she was hiding in revealing the girl who had light dark medium length hair that went past her neck. The young teenager looked on as she spied on Alexis.
The girls’ name was Mindy and one of her classmates and friends. She was followi
Kidnapped Bellydancer 6As she protested, the tiny worm was between his index finger and thumb and as he slowly lowered it towards her bellybutton, Jen slowly sucked her belly in as much as she could.
"Oh... yes. This little guy can make you dance so good. Shakira should try it."
Instead of his usual tactic of dropping it onto her lower belly and watching it crawl up, he drops the worm directly into her helpless navel. Instantly, Jen begins thrashing her midsection around, which only got worse once the little crawler found and burrowed itself into the hole in the center of her innie, falling down into the first inner chamber of her bellybutton.
Now, she was truly belly dancing as her belly rolled just like the ocean during high tide. Still it got worse as the worm found its way deeper into the bowels of her navel to her pulse point. She screeched as the breath left her lungs. The man licked his lips as he watched her bend back far and pant uncontrollably. her rib cage becoming more defined w