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Thread: Nature's Fury

Monica blinked, startled, astonished really as she gaped at him. you have company!? this i have to see! she stated grinning as she used both hands to haul the heavy briefcase up to his house, pausing as he told her she wasn't used to people and stared as he moved over to the couch to coax someone out. ...the wolves? Damia asked slowly, her eyes wide. are you sure it's not the Bad wizard? she asked softly as she peeked out of the couch just enough to examine Monica, tiny, tiny Monica. Damia was small at 5'6, Monica was tiny at 5'3. both where slender, but Monica had an air of 'i'll kick your ass' about her that made her seam so much bigger than she was. it's alright sweetie, i aint no... wizard. she promised smiling at the girl. come on out, i won't hurt you none... she promised, Damia hesitating and then sliding out of the hiding place, but didn't move towards Monica, she simply snuggled into Cinna and hid her face, Monica looking baffled. Cinna...she's hurt inside... real bad... where in the world did you find that girl?
Thread: Closed

RE Wonderland Series MXF smut, plot or romance Curious, I take it by the selection of characters that you've given that some of the said characters such as the Dormouse and the Caterpillar would be anthro's of some kind, or perhaps just women who have slight aspects of the characters they're based off of?
Thread: Midnight Rhapsody

She smiled and pretended to be lead further from the crowd. I never did get the male peacocks need for feathers. Now I think I'm beginning to understand. She said as she threw the young woman a look then glanced over their shoulders at the men who were still watching their retreating figures the expressions ranging from a wolf with his eyes on a meal, to disapproving and even one that seemed as if he had already won the courtship dance as he eyed the woman with open possessiveness. One of the men seemed about to follow them at the nudging of his father and Arcia shot him a brutally frozen glance and watched as he returned to his father a little more than unsettled. She turned her attentions back to the young woman walking arm in arm with her and continued her previous line of thought Its to disguise and distract you from the fact that your getting a very fat, and very dull bird. She lead the woman towards a corner of the room only to have the pair of them beset by two men. Brothers from the looks of it. Both had short hair cuts, nearly bowl style, and both had dressed opposite the other. One in a white themed suit and the other in a stark black. Immediately the courtship began, but it seems they would flirt with just about anything in sight. After trying tactfully to dislodge them, Arcia took the blunt approach. Closing her eyes she took a deep breath and looked at the two young men. Look boys, I'm sure your from some well to do family that has far more money than brains. And I'm sure your names are all big an important like. But if you continue to pester me, I'm going to cut off your family heirlooms, sun bake them, then turn the whole package into a tobacco pipe. She paused, letting it sink in only to see slight confusion on the men's faces. Leaning up and placing her face between their shoulders she said In other words, keep this up and I'll be smoking your balls by noon tomorrow. She grinned and pulled back to see a horrified set of expressions on the men's faces. She knew they were used to dainty little numbers that blushed and wilted under their gaze, or never had a thing to say that wasn't proper. So she could understand their sudden confusion at the situation before them. Run along now, boys. The women want to play. Placing a hand on Lily's forearm she lead her towards the edge of the room. Okay, spill. She said, Who's the supposed suitor out of this batch? she said as she eyed the woman. She knew for a fact that to many people were interested in the young woman tonight which meant she was up for grabs and everyone knew it. They were making last minute plays for her attentions which usually indicated that a choice had already been made by the parents and the men hoped to change their minds via the daughter. Or at least conquer her before the chosen suitor did. She looked the woman over once more. To try to say she was a Helen of Troy would be laughable. She was cute, blondes really not being Arcia's thing, but she wasn't 'risk your kids and kingdom' attractive.
Thread: Midnight Rhapsody

The young mistress of the household was grateful to have stumbled upon her new acquaintance, who's name she had yet to learn. As much as she despised most of these men, she couldn't find herself doing the things that this fiery woman was. Giving men disgruntled glares, and threatening to cut the balls off of the Richmond brother's of all people. Her behavior was peculiar, but rather refreshing. Lily had yet to ever meet such a fiesty girl. She had always been taught to remain polite and respectful when in the company of her father's associates and their family. Why should she? Lily always thought... they were all here, treating Lily like an object, a prize to be won, and it wasn't her approval they were necessarily after, it was her father's. If it were up to Lily to choose a suitor this evening, and if it had to be someone from this vary room, heck, she'd choose this interesting woman. Hey, she was in pants, and she most certainly wasn't acting like a lady. Was that manly enough? And why was she so concerned about who her father's choice was anyways? This girl certainly was odd, but Lily didn't mind. They'd only been acquainted a few minutes, and she was already ten times more fascinating than anyone there that night. A blank stare formed upon her youthful face when presented with the question. Who was the highest potential suitor here? The young woman turned to face the crowd... her bright blue eyes scanning each guest she could recognize. It wasn't until her eyes spotted a royal blue velvet coat that she was completely clueless. The man wearing the ornate coat was the young Lord Williamson. There he stood in the crowd, with long chocolate brown hair. He had just inherited his family's riches when his parents grew ill and died. All he needed was a wife. His father was a colleague of her father's, and the two had always been forced to play together as children. Lily couldn't stand the creep. He was a manchild, perpetual flirt, and incredibly competitive and ambition to a point he was simply selfish. With her arms stretched out before her, pointed in his direction, Him. That's Lord Williamson, she whispered. She made sure to keep her mask held up so he couldn't spot her looking his way. My father is rather fond of him, but to be honest, I cannot stand the man. My father is growing impatient with my refusal to marry just any noble who comes our way, she explained. Why can't life be like the books? Marry for love. Your time and the things you do together matter... not the money you both have and the children you produce... As luck would have it, the two women would be spotted. As soon as the familiar baby blue dress caught his eye, the man came stomping their way with an overjoyous smile upon his face. Tightly, Lily gripped onto Aria's arm, pretending to not notice him. Quick quick quick, this way, pretend you didn't see him, Lily once again dragged the girl away, heading for the stairs across the room. Hopefully the man would give up after realizing she didn't notice him. Or perhaps a pair of jugs would distract him along the way.
Thread: Midnight Rhapsody

Arcia let herself be lead along and to the stairs then up them and to a second landing where yet more lords and ladies gathered. My dear lord. she muttered to herself. She had never seen so much blue blood or loot in one place How many of these people have to get together for everyone to be happy? she muttered once more. Looking back over her shoulder she saw the man still coming and waving to get their attention. Realizing they weren't going to loose him, she twisted her grip on the woman's arm pulling her into a tight spin then stepped out onto the dance floor. Slipping her arm around the woman's waist as their bodies met with a gentle bump, she held her close and spoke in a low voice. Sorry but your friend seems to have the tenacity of a blood hound. I think the only way we are going to loose him is by out waiting him or knocking him atop his head. Grinning she pulled the woman into a small spin, extending her arm and letting the woman run the length of it, then back down and into her arms once more as she gave her a gentle tug. Playing the male lead, she began to lead them through the dance, occasionally glancing over to the young man. She would depart when another skirt caught his attention and carry her friend along with her. So, what makes you think you have to live by their rules? You where granted this life, correct? Not them or theirs? She looked intently at the woman as they moved across the dance floor. It only seems logical that you be the one to make the choices in it. It's pure arrogance for another to presume to live your life for you. If it was meant to be lived by them, then they would have been given it, not you. Slipping her left hand to the small of the woman's back she stepped in a slightly closer than the dance called for, needing a tight position to spin the woman free of the floor when their chance arrived at last. I'm sure you have just as much brains as beauty. So what makes them more capable of living your life than you? Age? She shook her head slightly and let the moment fall into silence as the dance began to pick up tempo.
Thread: Storge, Philia, Éros

Jack lay on his back on his bed. His head hung upside-down and his hands gripped a video game controller. As evidenced by his concentrated stare, he was intensely engrossed by the game. His mother came to the door and leaned against his doorframe. Jack you know that's terrible for you. Honestly I don't even know how you see anything playing upside down like that she mumbled. Now, come on your father and I are about to go so come say goodbye so I can at least feel somewhat secure leaving you here with your brother. Jack muttered something about the blood in his head and better reactions, then grudgingly paused the game and slid off the bed to follow his mom. He helped her lug her baggage to the car and slid it in for her. She stood on her toes to kiss his cheek and bade him farewell. Jack wasn't particularly tall, he was average but their mother was tiny. Jack was lithe, normal height for his age and fair of skin. He went to say goodbye to his dad as his brother moved in on their mom. With goodbyes said, Jack stood in the garage doorway as their parents pulled away, their mother streaming warnings and reminders all the way into the distance until they couldn't hear nor see the car any more. They were alone. At last.
Thread: Storge, Philia, Éros

Of course their parents had to go off on a business trip together and leave the two of them alone. Not that there was anything wrong with that, he thought sarcastically to himself. Tristan was only one year younger than Jack but his older brother tended to act as if he was the eldest when he wanted to get something out of it and that was never a good thing for him. Sometimes he made him cook and bake in their parents absence and other times he had him do other things. But he was always at his worst when their parents were away and now they were gone for an entire month, having left money with Jack to take care of anything that might spring up that they might need. Tristan quickly turned to go back inside, hoping to get up to his room before Jack had time to make him do something like cook, bake, clean or tend to him. They got along fairly well when their parents were around but not so much when they were alone, so things would be rather interesting. That much was for certain.
Thread: Fox and Serpent

It had been several months since Orochimaru had chosen to brand Naruko in the Forest of Death. Several months during which the missing-nin had had no contact with the girl. After all, he knew better than anybody the effects the seal had on the bearer's mind. He simply had to bide his time and make the right offer. Which is why Naruko might be surprised when, one day, she came home from a long and tiring day of training to find a man sitting on her couch. This was all the more noteworthy for the fact that there were no signs to warn her of the intrusion even the faint layer of dust on the floor lay undisturbed. The man was dressed in the cloak and mask of a Konoha ANBU, but as Naruko entered the room his head swiveled towards her in an unnaturally smooth fashion and he reached up to pull the mask away. The face beneath was instantly recognizable. After all, not many had a face like Orochimaru's. He let out a quiet, raspy chuckle before speaking. Well well, Naruko. It's been quite a while, hasn't it? Have you enjoyed my present?
Thread: Fox and Serpent

Naruko had grown in the months since she had been bitten and the villagers seemed to hate her even more then ever now that she had been bitten by Orochimaru, they saw it as even more of a reason to hate the holder of the Kyuubi. They acted as if it was all her fault and she had asked for all of this. I bet that if it was Sasuke who had been bit, everyone would be feeling sorry for him, not thinking that he was a monster like me. She muttered bitterly to herself as she finished the ramen that she had bought with the rest of the last of the money that she had saved from the last mission they had gone on. Later that day she was making her way home, tired and ready to just get some sleep after all the training that she had done today, but when she got home she saw the ANBU sitting on her couch. L-Look, I don't know what they told you, but it wasn't me for once. She said, only for her eyes to go wide with shock when she saw who it really was. Orochimaru! You jerk, you've made my life worse then it already was, the village hates me more then ever thanks to your little present! She snapped at him as she stomped one of her feet.
Thread: Fox and Serpent

Orochimaru seemed unfazed by the outburst. Instead he merely smiled thinly, a touch bitterly, as he set the ANBU mask on the arm of the couch. Konoha doesn't value its treasures. You've protected this village since the day you were born, and still they spit on you. You've saved it from the Shukaku, even brought them their Hokage, and still have nothing but their scorn to your name. Haven't you ever wondered if it's worth it? What could ever be enough? The Sannin cocked his head to one side as if considering what he was going to say next before finally continuing You see, that's a pain I know all too well myself. I too was hated by the villagers of Konoha. I too believed I could make them accept me by becoming stronger. Not strictly true, but it was close enough for what she needed to hear and no trace of the deception crept into his tone.
Thread: Fox and Serpent

Naruko blinked a few times at that, she knew that Orochimaru had been kicked out of the village, but she never knew what for. Why did they hate you? She asked softly as she walked closer, lightly bitting at her bottom lip in thought, she couldn't deny that leaving the Leaf Village really did sound tempting at the moment. If...If I where to leave with you...why would be the one to train me? We kind of beat up the people you last sent for me. Naruko said as she lightly rubbed the back of her neck, her long blond pig tails swishing slightly behind her as she thought a bit.
Thread: Fox and Serpent

I've always looked like this, he said while gesturing at his face. At first, they only feared my looks. Then they began to fear my power. The harder I tried to become a great ninja, the further I was pushed away. Orochimaru rose from his seat with serpentine grace, and his smile widened as Naruko continued to speak. Konoha doesn't value its treasures. When they see you, they see mud. But I? I see a gemstone. It was at this point that he began to draw closer to Naruko. Though he towered over her, his movements were slow and deliberate so as not to startle the blonde. A rough and unformed one, true, but with the right polish I believe you can shine brighter than all. With that said, he held his hand out to her, palm up, as if beckoning. If you want to get stronger...if you want to prove this decrepit village wrong...then come with me. Only I can help you reach your potential...but only if you'll let me.
Thread: Fox and Serpent

Naruko couldn't help but to frown at that, what right did these people have not regect someone just because of how they looked? She had half a mind to go out there and give those people a piece of her mind. She looked at the pale hand that was being offered up to her as she started to really think it over, Orochimaru was right, it would never matter to them how stong she got or how many times she tried to save them, they would never accept her. Alright, I'll go with you. She said as she took the offered hand in her own with a small smile on her face, she was willing to place her trust in his hands for now at the very least.
Thread: Fox and Serpent

Orochimaru smiled faintly. And just like that, the course of history was changed. ... Three years later, and the Sannin was quite satisfied with Naruko's progress. She was growing stronger every day, and soon she would be ready to help him seize his next body. But that was for another time. Today Orochimaru found himself waiting in his private lab for his apprentice to return from her most recent sparring session. Normally he liked to watch, as there was a certain purity he enjoyed in watching her demolish people on his orders, but...well, some experiments couldn't always wait. He was just finishing up cleaning his hands you don't even want to know what was on them when he heard the sound of footsteps approaching. Very familiar footsteps. Like most rooms in the hideout, it was sparsely lit and gloomy candles set into the wall and on tables cast a feeble glow that left large portions of the room hidden in shadow. The walls were covered in bottles and jars of various medicines and poisons quick! Guess which is which!, plus the occasional bookshelf overloaded with books and scrolls. A large table in the center of the room was covered in a single sheet of rice paper laden with fuinjutsu. The only sign of who or what previously occupied the table was a large, suspiciously dark stain.
Thread: Fox and Serpent

Three whole years Naruko had been here and had been training, she had grown taller and now had a larger chest, though it was still no where near the same size as the one that Lady Tsunade had, that was one of the few people that she missed from that village. They didn't even care enough about me to send someone to come looking for me, so why should I care? She asked with a small scowl on her face as she took a quick shower after she was done training, she knew she was suppose to go right to Orochimaru after training, but she wanted to be clean when she went to go and see him. Once she was done with her shower, she got dressed in the rather revieling outfit that she had been given to wear before she walked down stairs to the masters private lab, a place she hated to go, before he started to look around for him. Lord Orochimaru? She called out as she walked farther into the lab and looked at some of the books and scrolls that she knew had forbidin justus on them.
Thread: Fox and Serpent

Ah, there you are Naruko. Orochimaru's voice came from the rarely-seen door to his personal quarters. He had apparently taken advantage of the extra time to take a shower as well, except that she had caught him early. He was clad only in a pair of loose black trousers, leaving his surprisingly muscular yet pale upper body on full display. One of the many advantages of his shapeshifting. Most people in Hidden Sound wouldn't have dared to keep him waiting, but Naruko had always had special privileges and Orochimaru had never hidden or explained the blatant favoritism. Instead he favored her with his usual bemused smirk, his amber eyes sweeping over her body appraisingly. She had grown into quite a beauty, after all, but there was something about surveying his handiwork that he just couldn't resist. So tell me, he said while pulling on a tunic that was folded over a nearby chair, how was your opponent this time?
Thread: Fox and Serpent

Naruko spun around when she heard him come into the room, her eyes going tight to all that bare flesh, a light blush crossing her cheeks before she shook her head and did her best to focus on what he was saying to her. I suppose it was alright, though I think he was more interested in trying to get a peak at my chest then trying to fight me, I told you that I need training clothes. She said as she crossed her arms over her chest, she had never hid how much she disliked the outfit that he had her wearing, no one else had to wear something like this after all, only her.
Thread: The Impossible Program (closed for me and ThePrincess)

Jessica stared at the program in-front of her, still not believing what it could do. She'd gotten it in an anonymous email last night that somehow slipped through GMail's spam filter. She gave it a thorough check with anti-virus software before opening it and when she did, she was presented with something that looked like a cross between the Spore Creature Creator and a 3D modelling program. In the middle of the screen was a 3D model of a faceless, androgynous humanoid form. Jess found she could use the mouse to rotate it, zoom in, zoom out and basically look at it from whatever angle she wanted. There was a whole slew of toolbars on either side of the image but what caught her eye after the model was a drop-down box at the top of the screen. Opening it, she found her full name - Jessica Maria Reilly - there, even though she hadn't entered it into the program. She clicked on it and the 3D model turned into an incredibly accurate render of herself, albeit naked. Five-foot-four, long dark hair, amazing heterochromic eyes the left one ice-blue and the right an emerald green and a toned body from years of various martial arts. Of course, the muscle didn't detract from her womanly features - a pert backside you could bounce a coin off and shapely long legs that she loved to show off. To her annoyance, the program had also perfectly rendered her rather unimpressive B-cup breasts. Like a lot of girls, that was the main part of her body that she wasn't happy with. She opened the help and spent the rest of the night running through some of the tutorials. Somehow, the program could alter a person's physical form, not just the 3D model of them, but the real person! The tutorials were reasonably straight-forward but even then she kept to the simple ones out of a sense of caution. These were just altering proportions a bit, changing hair colour and length, age alteration, but there were far more options there that she hadn't used and was blown away by the sheer scale of what changes could be made this was after she recovered from the shock of realising these were actual changes to her own body, mind. At school that day, she'd asked a friend of hers to come over. They'd been friends since Jess came to the US from Australia back when she was 14 and had even gone out with her at one stage about a year ago though they had been somewhat discreet about it, for obvious reasons. Despite the sex being fantastic, it just didn't feel right going out on a date or something and so they both called it off. Since then, they'd had a sort of friends-with-benefits relationship, although they dispense with the benefits if either of them is seeing someone. She hadn't told her about the program, figuring she wouldn't believe her if she didn't have some sort of demonstration. Now she was just waiting for her to arrive.