A Halloween Egg Hunt
by Miss Mouse
The Autumn wind came down the rocky slopes of Sunrise Mountains, bringing the clean scent of cold air from higher up. The season was a particularly cold one, snow having already fallen once in the woods, and the mountains still dressed in white far below their barren peaks.
As she hiked, Beatrix paused for a moment to look back and see the forest of her home stretching out behind her to the mountains in the distance, bracing her green, pointed hat with her hand to keep it from blowing away. She was not homesick, for she had only been gone for one night and would be back before long, but she enjoyed the view from on high and how small it made everything seem.
Thoughts of home in her heart, she wrapped her cloak tighter around her shoulders and turned back to the path ahead, her staff beating a rhythmic pattern as she climbed.
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by Himitsu Dragon
Chp.1 “How it started”
Jen parked her car across the street to a tag sale, looking it over closely. Jen always loved tag sales, all the cute and wonderful items that she could find. So many little trinkets she’s collected from her past, reminding her of so many wonderful memories of her childhood. Questioning herself again, “Just because I look younger then I really am, doesn’t mean I have to keep stopping at these tag sales to buy more toys…” trying to figure out if the way she looked made her act childish, or cause mentally she was immature. Sitting in the car for a while, trying to decide if she should just leave or not, she reached for the car keys in the ignition.
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Of Wants and Witches
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Suzuna Rolls Out
Suzuna’s Big Day: Suzu Rolls Out
It was the last minute of the game. The two teams were facing off and the tension was high! The crowd was screaming. And the cheerleaders were all bouncing, except for one. Suzuna wasn’t very well built for this line of work, but her spirit always impressed the crowd and inspired the team! Or gave them something to point and state the obvious.
“Check out the flat pom-poms on that one…” was one of the comments she had to live with.
But right now, it didn’t matter! Her Sena was on the field and his skills were leading the Devil Bats to victory! She couldn’t help but falter her cheer a little when he smiled and nodded to her.
Suzuna was giving it all she had, and then some, in the hopes it would motivate Sena to do his best. In the middle of her cheer, she couldn’t help but think of Sena and her cheeks flushed at the post game victory date they might enjoy. Thoughts of their life together filtered in. Children came to mine and it made her smile, turning her face an even deeper shade of red.
That’s when it happened.
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The Maternity of Haruhi Suzumiya
by Darren Shields
Art by SaburoX
Episode 1: The Maternity of Haruhi Suzumiya II
A story by Darien Shields.
A heavy thud was followed by a sharp bang and finally a liquid splash.
“Aaaah! Sorry!” the redhead wailed as she looked in dismay at the puddle of green tea on the floor. Immediately she leaned towards the spill to try and clean it, when a tired sigh came from across the table.
“That’s alright Asahina-san.” Kyon cut in, rising from his seat quickly, “Let me.” he added, waving his hands to stop the young girl from bending over. ‘Or to put it bluntly, if you try to clean it up yourself, you’ll only cause more damage.‘ he mused to himself.
Mikuru bit her lip and gave him an almost tearful look. She always seemed to be on the verge of tears, but even more so over the past few days. Finally she nodded gently and backed away. She only narrowly avoided thumping the table a second time as she did so, her pendulous belly swaying close to it with every waddling step she took.
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A Difficult Centaur Birth
It was morning in the grassy homelands, high up on the mountain. The summer air was warm, and the sun had just finished rising in the sky. On this mountain, hidden from humans and other predators, a herd of centaurs thrived.
The herd was large, dozens of females and males. They were ruled and dominated over a powerful stallion leader. His coat was as black as night, and he was a stern ruler. They were however, the last centaurs.
So they were close to ceasing to exist. To prevent the dreaded extinction, it was constantly breeding season for the herd.
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Aria: In her Lover’s Arms (part 3)
by Miss Mouse
It took many long weeks, but Aria recovered from her ordeal, safe in her home in the Forrell Mountains, Beryl caring for her day and night. She took it easy, spending her days laying in bed and resting, however much she may have wanted to go about her exercises and chores.
Routine was fulfilling for Aria, and a life devoid of it made her uneasy.
Beryl saw to her every need, bringing her food, washing her, massaging her sore muscles, helping her walk when the idleness became too much… It was a lot of work, but she was up to the task.
By now, Aria’s pregnancy had become a severe obstacle. In the few months that had passed since her captivity, her belly had grown prodigiously, now taking up Beryl’s usual spot on the bed. It weighed as much as she had before becoming pregnant, and Kera’s movements were extremely powerful now.
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My floral sundress tangles around my legs as I move around in the bed, trying to find a comfortable position to ride out the contraction. “Mmmmmm… ahhhhh… mmmmm…. ahhhhh….” I breathe steadily, propping myself up on several pillows so that I’m half-sitting, my uterus contracting firmly. “Ahhhhhh…” I breathe the last twinges of the contraction out, relaxing back into the pillows and reaching for my stopwatch.
Ten minutes, twenty-one seconds.
Frustrated, I toss it back onto the bed and try to relax enough to doze. I’ve been having steady contractions for nearly twenty-seven hours now, but I’m stalled out at the ten minute mark, my labor refusing to progress. I’ve tried standing, sitting, walking and squatting, but now I’m too tired to do more than lie back and let the contractions wash over me.
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Aria: In the Lion’s Den (part 2)
by Miss Mouse
Erazar the Mad paced about his lair, one paw holding his cane and the other gripping his gnarled bone pipe. The lion-headed Rakshasa puffed away, pleased with himself. Everything was coming together nicely: he had the half-elf girl in his possession and Beryl knew that. She would be along shortly, rushing headlong into his trap.
In the meantime, he had a little show to watch: the half-elf (what was her name? Arlen? Arbor? It didn’t matter, honestly) was suspended from the ceiling of the chamber, chains running from her wrists and ankles to the ceiling and walls.
She was completely naked, and not just for humiliation this time (though, that was a plus). The girl was pregnant, her small, thin body swollen greatly by the child in her womb. Erazar thought she looked just about to burst and as delicious as that thought was, he had something else in mind.
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“Women in my family have a history of going overdue,” I warn the midwife at my ﬁrst ofﬁcial appointment, hoping she’s not the type to pressure me into tons of interventions if I go a day over forty weeks.
“No worries Mandy,” she chuckles, patting me on the knee, “As long as your blood pressure is good and the baby’s heartbeat is regular, you can be pregnant just as long as you want. Forty weeks, forty-ﬁve…”
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