(author's note: I wrote this at 18 years old, and even then it was meant only as a humorous satire.) My name is The Red Goblin. I travel the world battling capitalism. The media calls me a super-villain but I consider that to be capitalist propaganda. One day, about a year ago, I glided into Hollywood on my red broomstick-glider. I passed a baby in a strol...
This story contains depictions of characters growing larger, becoming more masculine, and having sex. If that is not your cup of tea, turn back now. ***** For Lady Mara of the Silver Coin, adventuring in the name of her deity was not about excising monsters from forgotten keeps, or fighting for just causes, but was instead all about acquiring wealth for h...
DISCLAIMER: I do not own any part of the rights to Blood Bowl (I'd be much plumper in the wallet if I did) and make no claim to do so -- this is simply a bit of fiction set in some version of the universe created by the great minds behind the original game. -[::]- "Welcome, sports fans, back to CabalVision's live coverage of this Midwinter Festival celebra...
"I knight thee, Sir Cockweasel. Paladin of the Temple of Swords," declared Lord Knight Jontar, leader of the Paladins. He touched the flat side of his longsword to each shoulder of the small goblin kneeling in front of him. Cockweasel, for once in his life wasn't covered in grime. He was freshly bathed and scrubbed, actually feeling rather uncomfortable in...
Chapter 2 - Mila Mila sat at the bar of the Ogre's Drum, chin resting on her hand, flagon of bitter dark ale growing warm in front of her. Ordinarily the orc was an enthusiastic drinker, but today she nursed her drink, long lashed eyelids half closed, a bored frown twisted on her tusked mouth. Behind the bar the huge ogre bartender swished a rag around t...
The lord of the coven glided into the dungeon, pulled his cape around body so as not to reveal his manly, oiled bare chest and tight black leather crotchless pants too soon and surveyed the dimly lit chamber. He'd been pursuing DOMINEA down from the battlements in a spiral of uncounted rooms resonating with a cacophony of chatterly sound until he knew she co...
I'm not really shocked, you know? My "Sanity" didn't go down so I guess this is proof I'm adapting to the situation. It also didn't go up, so I guess this is my limit. I'm just fated to remain half-sane in this shitty world. Being introduced to magic and monsters so abruptly certainly shocked me and didn't help with my mental state. Though the biggest shock...
Author's Note: A Drow's Dilemma began as a one-on-one roleplaying project and has been converted into a chapter-by-chapter format for weekly posting with the permission and assistance from my partner. It will contain a considerable amount of sexual themes such as femdom, lesbian, straight, 'reverse' rape, BDSM, group sex, romance, and other themes. The mai...
Rain blearily returned to consciousness with a groan. His eyes stung painfully as blood had seeped in, dried, and crusted over. He tried to wipe and clear them as best he could with the back of his paw but it just made it worse. Scrabbling around blindly he managed to find the edge of a ragged blanket and rub his face with it. It helped, a little bit. With...
*The tale continues. I expect to have written chapter 10, maybe 11, when this episode goes live so hang in there. ;-) The three will face some tough opponents on the start of their quest, and an unexpected side effect of the familiar bond is felt. * 07 - Little Fight, Big Fight Iphigenia, Elzbieta, and Ulric continued their trek through the forest after...