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Paying Off a Debt “So,” the man with spoke in a thick Russian accent, blowing out a big clump of smoke from his cigar, “you know why you are here, yes?”
“Yes, but I swear Mr. Stanlich,” Jeff Grant pleaded, “I had no idea about any of this and I wouldn’t have taken that loan out if…” The large man behind the desk held up his hand, Jeff quickly silencing his tongue, feeling the presence of the large men behind him.
Jeff Grant was in a difficult position. A while back, he had out a small loan to pay off some personal things, hidden from his family. Nothing too much he thought and he figured he would be able to pay it back in no time. However, little did he know what he was in for, even after getting several warnings before this point.
Before him was Boris Stanlich, a notorious heavyweight within the Russian mob and the man behind the loan office.
Gabriel Cottontail (Rabbit TF) - Part 3It didn't take Audrey long to panic at the lack of texts from Gabe. Most of the day, he had texted her fairly consistently. He hadn't taken any more than a few minutes to respond to any of them. Then, around five, she had texted him again. Ten minutes passed. Then fifteen. Then twenty. At first, she hoped he was just driving home and that was what was causing the delayed response. But there were a couple things wrong with that theory. One, he surely would have let her know that he would be driving and unable to reply. Failing that, he only had a ten minute drive to work, which was (from what she could tell) one of the few things he liked about the job. He would be home by now, and should have replied.
She got in her car, heading to the part of town his office was located in. She really wished they had planned this better and decided on what exactly Audrey would be doing once she decided something had gone wrong. But, unable to think of anything else, she had looked up the address for h
Gabriel Cottontail (Rabbit TF) - Part 2The sun was just peeking over the horizon when Audrey awoke. Memories of last night came flooding back to her, and she sat up, gasping. She had fallen asleep against the gigantic Gabe-turned-rabbit, but there was no sign of him now. As her gaze drifted downward, she saw a human Gabe, laying on his stomach, asleep on the floor. She let out a laugh of relief, throwing herself on top of him and wrapping her arms around him in a hug, ignoring the fact that he was presently nude.
Gabe jumped awake, letting out a yell of surprise. "Augh! Wh-what the hell?! ...Audrey?" he asked, perplexed.
"Gabe! Oh Gabe, you're back!" she cried happily, tears of happiness brimming in her eyes.
"Did I leave?" he asked, puzzled. He sat up, and as he did so he happened to glance downward. He yelped in dismay at his nudity, hunching over and covering his nether region. "I'm naked! Why the hell am I naked?!"
She blushed, averting her gaze and letting go of him. She stayed knelt on the floor, one hand over h
Gabriel Cottontail (Rabbit TF) - Part 1Gabe hated his birthday. Despite his trying to convince himself he didn't care one way or another, he always got his hopes up that someone would acknowledge it. A coworker would say something, or someone in his family would at least give him a call. On most days it was easier to pretend his presence mattered in someone's life, but after an entire birthday of silence it was hard to remain convinced of that. He sighed as he drove home from work. His birthday also served to remind him that he wasn't where he'd hoped he'd be by now. He was still at the temp office job he'd gotten as a 'summer job' four years ago.
He didn't feel like much of a success. Crappy job, no girlfriend, and little hope of changing either. He wasn't very handsome. He was a bit chubby, but mostly just plain and boring to look at. Or so he believed, anyway. The only ones to tell him otherwise were a couple girls he had dated at various points, and he figured they said it more out of obligation than sincerity.
Girl To Anthro Rabbit TF (Old Story)Amanda has been feeling ill all day. she's been feeling dizzy and sweating a lot,
and she kept having cravings for carrots. she was sent home early after she fainted during class.
when she was laying in her bed, she felt even worse, and was seriously on the verge on fainting again.
she decided to take a shower.
"Maybe the cold water on me will help out.."
she said to herself. she stood up and started to walk to her bathroom, but she lost balance and stumbled to the ground.
she groaned weakly..
"god! what is wrong with me today?"
she then tried to pick herself up, but she felt a little strange...
she noticed her arms looked darker then usual. but, she decided pay any attention to it and tried to walk to her bathroom again. when she gets in there, she flips on the light switch and looks at herself in the mirror. she gasped out-loud on what she saw. her pupils had changed color..
"...green eyes?...What the..but..my eyes are brown...how did this happen?"
she then groaned out loud in
Sarah's Weight Gain - Chapter Three: LemonadeChapter 3
Sarah smiled softly, watching as her boyfriend, Tom, got up to get some drinks from her kitchen. Her eyes wandered back down the the low coffee table, scanning across the food that still filled the plates which sat upon it. Was he really expecting her to eat all of it? As much as she wanted to, she didn’t know if her stomach had any more capacity for this kind of filling.
Tom sauntered back into the warm room and settled besides Sarah on the sofa, placing a two litre bottle of soda on the table besides the food.
“I uh,” Sarah stuttered, “don’t think I can handle all of this.”
He simply smiled at her a inched closer, moving his hands towards her waist. At first, she thought he was going to grab her stomach again, but instead he took the hem of her hoodie and started to pull it up over her body. She raised her arms gingerly as he removed it from her. Her small stomach was now on show, her tight grey shirt raised slightly over the taut skin. S
Sarah's Weight Gain - Chapter Two: TreatsChapter 2
“Shall we get started?” Tom said with a grin, his gently trimmed beard stretching with his skin, pearly teeth shining, “I brought a couple of comedies and documentaries with me.”
Sarah nodded quick, a hand on her slightly swollen stomach, “sure, sounds good.”
Tom entwined his hand in hers and pulled her into the living room, gently knocking her onto the sofa and kissing her hard on the forehead. She giggled and held his cheeks in her hands, planting a kiss on his nose. Smiling, he pulled himself up, leaving the plastic bag next to the sofa on the floor. She peered over, a waft of sugar and warmth travelling up to her. She inhaled the sweet scents, mouth watering.
“Oh honey, these smell amazing,” she cooed, leaning down and letting her hands wander into the bag. Tom came bounding over, scooping the bag from her grasp and handing her the television remote instead.
“You wait, missy,” he laughed, “I’ll go set
Sarah's Weight Gain - Chapter One: DiscoveryChapter One:
‘I can’t believe it...’ Sarah thought to herself, sighing internally and letting her hands drift across her midsection.
She was always a healthy girl, ate a reasonable amount of calories, had fruit here and there, drunk as much water as she did any unhealthy, sugary drinks. But recently, since she had quit some of her after school activities, she found that she had a lot more time to herself. Seeing as some of her favourite pastimes included sitting around, reading and playing video games, she wasn’t at all that athletic.
Since she was spending a lot more time lazing around, her once taut, flat stomach, had started to lose its shape slightly. Frowning, she looked at herself in her full length mirror, poking and prodding at her midsection gingerly. Turning to look at herself from the side, she could see that her stomach was ever so slightly sticking out by an inch or two, and her finger almost sunk if she pressed into it hard enough.
Perfect PearAt long last I found them. The one set of clothes I'd been dreaming of. Since coming to terms with my...sexuality, and discovering the existence of such a wardrobe, I've wanted them. After saving up for years and searching through every online enchanted clothing store, I was at long last able to buy my own. After two weeks, they arrived at my front door.
Tearing off the packaging, I laid out the fitted white long-sleeve t-shirt and snug black leggings on the bed. Eager to get started, I read over the instructions:
"Slip on the clothing, making sure everything is adjusted correctly. The clothes will shape themselves to your frame and grow as you do. As with all weight gain, you must eat for it to occur. Even small snacks will cause growth, but for best results consume large amounts. The more you wear the clothes, the more you will grow. Any and all weight gain achieved with these enchanted garments cannot be reversed by any means (including magic), so be sure this is the right path for
An Ordinary High School Girl's Workout Plan-p2An Ordinary, High School Girl’s Workout Plan (Part 2)
A Danganronpa fanfic.
Original Concept: DepravedDefense
(Story contains natural female muscle growth, breast expansion, and height increase.)
SPOILERS AHEAD! DO NOT READ IF YOU HAVEN’T PLAYED THE GAMES!
I take a deep breath in. My fingers fiddle around with the buttons on the button-up shirt. My significantly larger breasts get smashed together and flattened against the shirt. I get the buttons finally to fasten and breathe out. The tension on the shirt buttons increases as the pecs in my chest relax and breasts push back out. This causes many little diamonds to form in between where the buttons are. Stretch marks are seen all across the front of the shirt. The fabric is bunched up inside my armpits. Along my arms, the white cotton feels more like a second skin. You can clearly make out my lemon sized biceps and triceps through the sleeves. The cuffs stop almost 10 cm awa
Retarded piece of shit on the streets, kinky sex god in the sheets.
"It's now very common to hear people say 'I'm rather offended by that', as if it gives them certain rights. It's no more than a whine. It has no meaning, it has no purpose, it has no reason to be respected as a phrase. 'I'm offended by that'. Well, so fucking what?" -Stephen Fry
Gmodder turned disgusting fetish artist. New drawings/stories whenever I feel like it.
(P.S. No blatant or irrational racism/sexism/homophobia anywhere near or on my page/work or else you go bye-bye. .u.)
Should you want to make a request or do an art trade, I will do any of the following:
*Anal of any kind (I WANNA EAT THE BOOTY LIKE GROCERIES)
*Spankaroo (Yes, I just mean spanking)
*Expansion of any kind
*Weight Gain of any kind (Gimme da belly baby)
*Weight Loss of any kind (or lose it; that works too sometimes)
*Chubbies/BBWs (Mo' cushion fo' the pushin')
*LGBT of any kind
*Food Play (POUNDS AND POUNDS OF SPAGHETTI)
I will be optimistically unsure of:
*Rule 34, depending on the character (Please ask first)
And will most definitely not do:
*Scat/Piss (for the time being, atleast; I don't consider myself into either of these two enough to draw artwork of them)
*Blood/Gore of any kind (What sane man is even into this?)
*Bondage (Yep, you heard it first; I don't really find bondage very flattering)
*Any type of art demeaning or offensive to any race, sexuality, gender, sexual identity, religion or political group (if you want some gud Christian/Republican roasting, however, check out Thoughtless Pondering, my political/social art blog on Tumblr)
For those of you wondering why I have that particular Stephen Fry quote on my page but am also asking for non-offensive behavior:
Let me be the first to say that, while I don't think that cyberbullying is an issue big enough to constitute any sort of political movement, I don't believe this should be recognized as a free pass to just fuck around and be an asshole to everybody. Freedom of speech grants you the right to speak and express your opinion in a polite and rational manner, not just to be a dick to everyone around you, even if it is just the fun ol' internet. The key to uniting our people lies not only within bringing change and revolution, but doing such in peace.
So don't be a dick and don't get so easily offended. That's all.~
Non-fetish artwork here:
Check out my pretentious hipster art rock music in the link below this. :3
Current Residence: Get Fucked Blvd.
Favourite genre of music: Indie Rock, Avant-Garde, Jazz, Electronica, Ambience, New Wave
Favourite photographer: Robert Maplethorp
Favourite style of art: Anime / whatever the hell Adult Swim cartoonists can be considered
Operating System: Windows 8, Macbook Pro (R.I.P. Vista)
MP3 player of choice: iTunes / Spotify / Soundcloud / Bandcamp
Shell of choice: What would you do for a Klondike bar, now that it has a thicker, more chocolatey shell?
Wallpaper of choice: I'm sorry, what?
Skin of choice: Caucasian / African-American
Favourite cartoon character: Rolf from Ed, Edd n' Eddy
Personal Quote: "It looks like a foo'."