Every story needs a protagonist. Someone to undergo the Hero's Journey. Someone who, through trials and tribulations, learns to come to terms with who they are—learns to love themselves. (This is a story where the main character explores a relationship with themselves in some form or another. This could mean body parts gaining sentience, having multiple per...
In this adventure a novice witch is casting a naughty spell to either use on herself or someone else and it backfires. As to how it backfires is up to you. Like with most of my stories, the only limit is your imagination (and of course the site rules). This could result in forced magical stripping by living/animated clothing, inanimate objects going rogue, b...
An event happened that people called the Advent and people around the world found that they could use a ability that would in the future be called Magic. Magic gifts varied some did the stereotypical fantasy stuff even some things like Comic Book powers other effects of the Advent where the appearance of Demi humans magical creatures and most importantly mon...
The morning sun was rising in the quiet town of Hampton, MA. Not many fun or interesting things ever happened there. It was cozy, the residents were warm and neighborly. It was surely a happy and peaceful place. The police force here had very little to worry about. The occasional speeders were often the major issues the officers had to deal with. But all of...
The day begins like every Friday does: With my alarm going off way too early, way too loud and way too annoying. At least it gets me out of bed in the morning. Anyways, here I am, bleary-eyed and head still foggy from lack of sleep. Should I just stay in the dorm today? But I have Advanced Analytics in the morning, I can't skip that again... Groaning, I push...
A random piece of clothing or clothes the person comes across is alive. Rules: Only the individual (man or woman) sees this piece of clothing or clothes moving on its own. A few more people can get involved, but the entire general public never does nor does it cause a panic or apocalypse scenario . The clothing can have it's own personality from lewd, shy, a...
**Author's Note: The story is a work of fiction and fantasy. All characters are over the age of 18 and belong to the author along with the creative framework and writing of the story itself. Please do not repost or redistribute without the Author's express written consent. * I weep. Or at least as close to it as possible. It really is more of a senti...
They may appear mechanical at first, as they wake with jerky movements. But they are not mechanical, they are sentient. They are human. And they worship their Princess. The jerky movements are involuntary, the result of the strange process by which they are alerted to the dawn. The Princess does not like to be woken by loud or sudden noises so she has no al...
Hello, there. My name is Slarios. And I am a God. Capital G, capital O and definitely capital D. Got it? Cool. I am one of the Heraclides, the mightiest group of deities this side of the cosmos. Currently, I am standing in deep space, watching over the Event Horizon near a mighty star system. All around me, darkness and light are battling it out. A solar sys...
Jason came to the bedroom door. "Ready to go?" he said. "Yes," I said. "Andrew, can you start the jeep for me so it will be warm for Evaline." He held out the keys to him. "Yes, of course." Andrew left and Jason turned to me. "How sure of you of this plan of yours?" "It's going to work." "You're used to bullshitting clients, aren't you?" "I'm a law...