Kazuma leaned back in Roswaal’s throne-like desk chair, one leg propped casually over the armrest, sipping from a porcelain cup of perfectly-steeped tea. The sun filtering through the stained-glass windows gave the whole office a rainbow glow, and everything smelled faintly of hay and expensive perfume. Life was good.
He’d done a lot of things in a lot of worlds, but this one, this one, was shaping up to be a personal favorite.
The Roswaal estate was running smoother than ever...
2025-07-18 21:00:02 +0000 UTC
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Kazuma strolled through the bright, open fields of Alfheim Online, whistling to himself as the surprisingly pixelfree sunlight streamed down from the beautifully rendered sky. A gentle breeze ruffled his cape (yes, he had a cape now) and in the distance he could hear the chirps of birds programmed with just enough variation to seem natural. It was gorgeous.
“Now this is what I’ve missed,” he muttered, stretching his arms behind his head with a satisfied grin. “After all...
2025-07-16 21:00:02 +0000 UTC
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My finger stretches out before you, steady and sure, and begins to move.
A slow, deliberate spiral… round and round… smooth and soft and steady.
Your eyes follow it. Of course they do.
It’s natural. Easy to watch.
Just a little motion in front of you. Nothing to be concerned about.
But it draws you in. Doesn’t it?
Round… and round…
It’s not fast.
It’s not flashy.
But it’s so very… hard… to look away.
Your gaze stays on the ...
2025-07-14 21:00:32 +0000 UTC
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Entry Eighteen – “Splitting the Party, Dood.”
This morning, Etna got “Strategic.”
That’s always a dangerous word when she says it. She stood up, well, rose, since it took her three wobbly tries to get upright with that glorious wrecking-ball body of hers, and declared we needed a plan.
So she split us into two groups:
-Recon Squad: Figure out where the hell we are, whether we can get back home, and if the desert surrounding us leads to an...
2025-07-12 21:00:03 +0000 UTC
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The cavern shook with every stomp of the crystal centaur’s hooves, jagged shards of obsidian erupting from the ground in its wake. Kirara skidded back, her heels digging deep trenches into the stone as she braced for another impact. Her arms glistened with sweat, her chest rising and falling in steady, controlled breaths. Despite the scratches and scorch marks on her dancer’s garb, she held her war fans up like twin shields, unwavering.
“Master!” she shouted, parrying a downward...
2025-07-10 21:00:03 +0000 UTC
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Like, even when the night's, like, suuuper dark and spooky? I'll still be slayin’ sparkles and bad vibes, duh! If you're in trouble, just scream cutely~ I will come save you~ Magical Gyaru Nagisa has arrived strikes a pose, wink~! 

(thanks again to for @KellyMorGon for drawing this absolute sparkling masterpiece~)
And a special thank you to all the Nagis...
2025-07-08 22:43:49 +0000 UTC
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Chapter 5: “Flight School Splash" The lake shimmered beneath the late morning sun, quiet and glassy except for the occasional splash of a la
Chapter 5: “Flight School Splash"
The lake shimmered beneath the late morning sun, quiet and glassy except for the occasional splash of a lazy fish. Birds chirped in the trees. A soft breeze drifted over the water, carrying with it the scent of moss, fresh air… and mild humiliation.
Kirika sat at the edge of the d...
2025-07-08 21:00:03 +0000 UTC
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“I cannot let this stand!” Akeela roared, slamming open the doors of the Grand Library of Unending Chaos, which was not technically her property, but she used it like it was.
Books on ancient spells, maybe curses, and mostly worlds rattled on their shelves. A suspicious owl blinked at her, then went back to pretending it was a statue.
Akeela, the half-shark girl, self-proclaimed maid of the dark goddess Nagisa, marched in like a woman on a mission. Which she was. Kind of. ...
2025-07-06 21:00:02 +0000 UTC
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The time has come again. Poll story voting time!
This times theme is "Summoned Hero vs Demon General". A fill in the blank type idea that i am excited to try out.
Also as a refresher: This is the REGULAR patreon poll for Maries followers (3€ Tier). There is also a Premium Priest only poll where votes are worth twice as much as on the regular poll. Pr...
2025-07-06 15:12:21 +0000 UTC
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This is a 2am Story, that means the quality might not be as high as you are used to from me. Full info about 2am Stories here.
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The apartment was quiet, as it always was. Hifumi Togo placed her schoolbag by the door with practiced precision, her fingers brushing the edge of the fabric as if to confirm everything was in its rightful place. She didn’t bother changing out of her unifo...
2025-07-04 21:00:04 +0000 UTC
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Azalea’s wings fluttered faintly behind her as she pressed her palms against the glass. The window stretched from floor to ceiling, curved like the edge of the world, offering a full panorama of the surreal landscape outside: a massive floating courtyard of marble and obsidian, suspended in a cosmos-lit void. Hundreds, no, thousands, of people were gathering below, milling about in awe, confusion, or anticipation. Friends from far and wide and everywhere in between had assembled. Too many f...
2025-07-02 21:00:03 +0000 UTC
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You’re not sure when the forest began.
You don’t remember walking into it. One moment, there was a world and the next, you were standing in a clearing bathed in golden mist. The air was quiet. Not silent, just… hushed. Like the trees were holding their breath for you.
The leaves shimmer faintly above, light filtering through them in soft, impossible colors. The ground is mossy and springy beneath your feet, cool in a comforting way. It smells like flowers you can’t name an...
2025-06-30 21:00:03 +0000 UTC
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This is a 2am Story, that means the quality might not be as high as you are used to from me. Full info about 2am Stories here.
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The sun is warm on your skin, golden and soft, like honey poured over silk. Birds trill in harmony above you, somewhere in the hedgerows and blossom-laden trees. Each of your steps lands upon a stone pathway, perfectly cut and lined with moss. Not the wild k...
2025-06-28 21:00:12 +0000 UTC
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The steam drifted lazily from the centaur-sized bath, curling around the room like a warm sigh. Kirika let out one of her own, one long exha
The steam drifted lazily from the centaur-sized bath, curling around the room like a warm sigh. Kirika let out one of her own, one long exhale as she trotted inside, hooves clicking quietly against the tile.
Today had been a long day. Good, yes. Successful, even. But after a day of shopping, modeling, cooking, wrangling slime girls and birdbr...
2025-06-26 21:00:03 +0000 UTC
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It was an average Tuesday in the city.
You know—coffee, car horns, capitalism, and a ten-meter-tall snake-woman slithering down Main Street, turning sidewalks into slip ‘n slides and traffic into modern art.
Alarms blared.
People screamed.
One guy dropped his hot dog and wept.
“Sorry! Sorry! Coming through!”
The giant purple-scaled lamia waved an apologetic clawed hand, nearly swatting a traffic light in the process.
A dozen pigeons exploded into the air. A ...
2025-06-24 21:00:03 +0000 UTC
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pokes your stomach
You feel your midsection rumble.
Shift.
Harden.
You notice that where I touched is now solid stone, slowly creeping in all directions—
Ripping your clothes along the way, revealing everything.
It creeps upward, slowly,
Over your breasts.
From just below them—
Across your sensitive spots—
Then completely over, turning them to solid rock.
It continues up your collar,
Engulfing your entire torso.
Your abi...
2025-06-22 21:00:03 +0000 UTC
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The great obsidian doors creaked open.
So, the so-called "hero" had arrived.
I rose from my throne, my voice echoing across the chamber with regal thunder. “You’ve come at last, insect. To throw your life away in the vain hope of stopping me? Good. I’ve waited long enough to see your head on a pike.”
The air crackled with my power, dark mana coiling around my shoulders like a living cloak. I stepped forward, savoring the moment as his doom was already sealed. Soon th...
2025-06-20 21:00:03 +0000 UTC
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Because i think that picture is awesome and ThatFreakGivz did an amazing job, here is the pic again, but without the rod. Hehehe~
2025-06-18 21:01:01 +0000 UTC
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This is a 2am Story, that means the quality might not be as high as you are used to from me. Full info about 2am Stories here.
(Futa and Musclegrowth warning.)
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The polished floors of the pocket dimension base shimmered with magic sigils and idle prinnies wandering around in the background. Portals hummed quietly, a distant rumble from a training session echoed beyond the walls...
2025-06-18 21:00:01 +0000 UTC
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This is a 2am Story, that means the quality might not be as high as you are used to from me. Full info about 2am Stories here.
(Futa and Musclegrowth warning.)
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Futaro Uesugi’s thumb hovered over the “End Call” button for a solid five seconds before he finally tapped it. The screen went black. His expression had already drained of color.
“You’ve been with them f...
2025-06-16 21:00:06 +0000 UTC
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Etna's Totally-Not-Voluntary Diary (Expansion TF)
Written by: Prinny #8347
(Under protest, dood.)
Entry One – "The Invitation, Dood."
So Etna made me keep a diary.
No really, dood. She kicked open my bunk this morning, shoved a notebook into my flippers, and said, "You’re writing down everything that happens on our vacation, and make it sound epic. I want people to remember this like an ancie...
2025-06-14 21:00:02 +0000 UTC
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Water. Endless, glassy water.
Nessa floated on her back, arms stretched out, the sun glowing dimly above her in a hazy blue sky. No clouds. No birds. No land. No sounds but the soft lap of waves against her body and the gentle thud of her heartbeat in her ears.
"Okay... this is weird."
She shifted upright, treading water slowly, long limbs moving in calm, practiced strokes. Still no shoreline. No docks. No islands. Nothing. Just the gentle pulse of the ocean in all direction...
2025-06-13 21:00:02 +0000 UTC
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Warning: Dark
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Water. Endless, glassy water.
Nessa floated on her back, arms stretched out, the sun glowing dimly above her in a hazy blue sky. No clouds. No birds. No land. No sounds but the soft lap of waves against her body, and the gentle thud of her heartbeat in her ears.
"Okay... this is weird."
She shifted upright, treading water slowly, long limbs moving in calm, practiced strokes. Still no shoreline. No docks. No islands. Nothing. Just the gentle puls...
2025-06-12 21:00:03 +0000 UTC
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This is a 2am Story, that means the quality might not be as high as you are used to from me. Full info about 2am Stories here.
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There are three constants in life.
Death, taxes…
…and Florian and Trevor running their mouths before homeroom.
Scene: Classroom. Morning sunlight filters through the windows. Students are chatting, phones out, backpacks half-unzippe...
2025-06-10 21:00:03 +0000 UTC
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(Scene: The skies above Laharl’s Netherworld rumble. Fireballs rain. Trombone-heavy military music blares from nowhere in particular. The humans are invading—again.)
(Zoom into Laharls Throne room.)
Laharl (leaping onto the throne backrest):
“Fools! Do they never learn!? I’ve crushed their armies seventeen times this month! Are they masochists, or just stupid!?”
Flonne (cheerfully flipping throu...
2025-06-08 21:00:07 +0000 UTC
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This is a 2am Story, that means the quality might not be as high as you are used to from me. Full info about 2am Stories here.
[POV Roy — 7:44 AM]
Roy honestly wasn’t sure why he even bothered coming to school anymore.
If hell had a physical address, it probably looked a lot like Millstone High's crumbling hallways and smelled like its cafeteria mystery mea...
2025-06-06 21:00:04 +0000 UTC
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Character Sheet: Akeela Talvyn
Race: Half-shark-mermaid
May I introduce you all to Akeela Talvyn, the newest member of the Hiros53 crew. She… uhm… just kinda appeared one day. It was a day like any other, Nagisa was jumping around worlds to turn people into whatever, some of them into harpies, others into lamias and one particular Mermaid tribe, specifically a Shark-mermaid tribe, Nagisa had turned into maidchamps. Basically tall, buff, four armed, skimply dressed maids. You k...
2025-06-06 19:53:09 +0000 UTC
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The room is warm.
Not hot, not stuffy, just perfectly warm, like the last moment of a deep bath or the embrace of a sunlit blanket. Shadows move softly along velvet walls, lit by an unseen glow. The air smells faintly of something rich and dark: Sandalwood, sweet smoke, and the subtle bite of midnight jasmine.
“Ah, there you are,” a voice calls, smooth as melted chocolate and just as tempting. “Come in, love. No need to rush. You’re safe here.”
She steps into view ...
2025-06-04 21:00:07 +0000 UTC
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Patreon Plan:
02.05: Miss Kobayashi’s Dragon Curves (Expansion TF) (for 3€ tier and up): Welp, Tohru is up to no good again. Let's see how bouncy… I mean angry Kobayashi gets this time.
04.05: Dragonshaped in Bliss (2nd person Dragonmaid TG) (for 3€ tier and up): There we go again. Just lie down, relax and let myself shape you into a beautiful Dragonmaido~
06.05: Girlfriend Maker™ Goth Mode (Goth girl TG) (for 1.5€ tier and up): Offbrand shows have taught me to...
2025-06-02 21:18:54 +0000 UTC
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Miss Kobayashi’s Dragon Curves (Expansion TF)
Part 1 – “Operation Extra Power Salad”
Tohru was humming as she chopped vegetables with terrifying precision, her tail wagging ever so slightly. Breakfast was coming together perfectly: Miso soup with just the right amount of seaweed, grilled salmon, rice, and of course, a very special addition she had definitely not spent all night obsessing over.
She glanced over her shoulder at the woman still...
2025-06-02 21:00:04 +0000 UTC
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