The hours went on. Maybe they were days. Even if the slime knew what the sun was, down where he was there no such thing as a day night cycle. There were no hours. The moss that illuminated the cave didn’t stop or dim at any point. Therefore, without anyway to gauge it, the slime had no idea what hours or days even were. It just carried on like usual, eating when it was hungry and wondering about things when not.
It began to form something like a list of things it wanted to explore and do. It...
2018-11-25 15:46:50 +0000 UTC
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Drip-drop…drip-drop…drip-drop…
The sound of water falling from the tips of stalactites and into the lake was all that filled the cave. Keener ears could have heard the life buzzing around, but there were none such ears in this ecosystem.
It was a completely isolated cavity, a pocket inside the earth. The air was humid from a nearby magma chamber, an ample heat source, walls were covered in condensation and a pale, glowing moss that had taken hold in the soft stone. Some small...
2018-11-25 07:43:21 +0000 UTC
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Anduin travelled to Boralus through a secret portal in the depths of the palace. Officially, he was now out to inspect the situation in Redridge, there was a whole procession of elite guards that were under the impression they were guarding him on it way there. In reality, that was Matthias Shaw using one of his rogue tricks to disguise himself as the High King.
This gave Anduin a flexible amount of time, there was always a lot to inspect in Redridge, being a border region, to take care of the...
2018-11-24 06:09:05 +0000 UTC
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“Oh, thank god,” John said; his HP had been getting pretty low. Towards the end a group of Necroozes had actually managed to spill into the bunker. The steady increase of enemies, with Raincallers spawning ...
2018-11-24 05:07:20 +0000 UTC
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The pale screech of wailing souls cut through the air as their blue translucent forms curved through the darkness of the necropolis, illuminating it with baleful light only matched by the flickering of torches that stood aside the long walkways. Fields of gravestones grew like fields of wheat on perfectly square areas of sick looking grass, only intercepted by the occasional tomb complex amongst them, which stuck their moss-covered grey stone entrances out in the shape of roman style mausoleums....
2018-11-23 04:20:33 +0000 UTC
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“I cannot fucking believe you,” Eliza spat out. “Like, I literally cannot believe that I love you, you are an absolute idiot and I want you to bend me over and spank the shit out of me while fucking me up the ass.” Her insult fell apart at the end there, but John ignored her ill-intentions either way.
“I like it,” John said, hands stemmed into his hips, standing wide-legged as if he had just created the most ultimate of crafted works. With the remaining 7 Room Slots, he had made 4 ...
2018-11-22 02:38:24 +0000 UTC
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Went a bit crazy on writing these over the last couple of days...oh well, free stuff for some of you guys and thanks to the buffer it has no effect to the normal schedule. Enjoy.
It was amazing what kind of effect the willing enslavement of the night elves had on every part of Stormwind. For a very important base, the economy was booming with people having extra hands on their work whatever it may be. Night elves were a physically strong people. As such, they were perfect to tak...
2018-11-21 18:13:56 +0000 UTC
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"Mhm, what do you guys think?” he asked everyone, standing in the shadow of Lady Liberty herself. Well, the copy of Lady Liberty existing inside the Illusion Barrier. Their yacht, renamed from the stupid name the old crew had given it to the Boating Seaquence, was lying parallel to the shore behind them. For why they hadn’t just sailed over to the pier, John would have needed to ask the already gone person driving them here. A terrible pun, to be sure, but sometimes John had to train his dad...
2018-11-19 22:22:26 +0000 UTC
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Anduin was sitting at the base of a podium that had been erected in front of the memorial to his father and everyone else who had fallen during the disastrous attack on the Broken Shore. It felt like yesterday that he had announced the end of the Burning Legion there, now he was about to announce to the world something entirely different.
In a chair right next to him sat Tyrande, clad in a silver robe that hid more of her body than her usual clothes did. Still, the only ornament she wore was h...
2018-11-19 00:41:09 +0000 UTC
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So, raise your hand if you heard this before: Eating other beings to raise one’s own power level and absorb their skills and abilities. That’s been one of my favourites in terms of powers a character can have. However, the one grievance I have with it is that the character tends to turn overpowered within something like 10 chapters from eating one particularly challenging beast and then that’s that.
What I want to write is something a bit more…slow. Let’s say the usual s...
2018-11-18 03:20:41 +0000 UTC
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This is a side project of mine that is 100% a World of Warcraft Fap-fiction where king (M)Anduin goes around and fucks many of the significant female characters of the universe into submission. Don't expect any great story out of this, although I will try, don't expect to like it if you don't know or like WoW-Lore, although I will try, but as you pay me, you should see it first.
“That concludes my report, High King Anduin,” Genn Greymane announced and sat back into his seat on the...
2018-11-16 18:24:09 +0000 UTC
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HELLO!
What a load of nothing, right? I hope it was an enjoyable load of nothing. Well, a few things happened, but let me begin by telling you something about me.
I LOVE slice of life shows.
I find books and basically every other medium that doesn’t relay the everyday life of its protagonists in some way extremely disappointing. As such, I wanted to do something without any real stakes involved for a while. And, to be honest, it was kinda necessary.
With the end of the last...
2018-11-15 12:44:38 +0000 UTC
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A woman, with hair so red that her father had seen it fit to name her after it, was sitting in a leathery chair in an office made from metal and cables. She wore that scarlet tide in a simple fashion, abruptly cut at the neckline but slightly messy from a lack of interest in taking thorough care of it. With closed eyes she sat there, a stylish hat sitting on her head in a loose and tilted way, as if she was using it to shield her eyes during siesta.
She was wearing a suit of high quality, blac...
2018-11-15 01:22:21 +0000 UTC
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Friday had come and passed with everyone just having fun. While a worthwhile experience, it was also not greatly different from the others, and John was pretty certain that, a few years down the line, those days would mostly just mash together into one hazy stream of sex, jacuzzis, sunbathing, silly games, dates, dumb jokes and everyone making fun of Salamander for her stupid idea when it came up. In other words, it had been a worthwhile vacation.
However, that was over now. Right now, John wa...
2018-11-14 11:08:17 +0000 UTC
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It was already late in the day, one might say early in the night, when everyone got together. “Okay, problem number one, how do we get down there?” John asked everyone. They had neither the safety vessel nor an awake higher dragon to carry it with. ‘I almost have to admire Tilgun’s sleeping skills.’
“How about not being a giant fucking pussy and just jumping?” Eliza suggested.
“That could work,” Rave unironically answered. “It’s gonna hurt a lot, but it’s a way to...
2018-11-13 23:57:19 +0000 UTC
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Putting Siena in a maid outfit had several levels to it, depending on how severe her offense had been in John’s opinion. Minor obstruction of everyday life, paranoia causing pranks or overbearing insults? That was a level 1 and earned her the misfortune of wearing the maid outfit for a short period of time. She couldn’t hide with it on either, as the outfit wasn’t part of her and thus couldn’t be brought into the shadows. A level 2 came about when she blatantly did something people did n...
2018-11-13 09:44:59 +0000 UTC
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“I demand an immediate explanation!” the aggregated voice of Lydia blasted into his ear. “I further want it to be good, precise and extensive. Why has Salamander been subjected to Lorylim, why are you letting her run around with those obvious marks, why isn’t she contained in some laboratory? Encompassing all of this I just need answers to a lot of why’s, John!”
“How do you even know that?” John returned a question himself. “I just sent you the photos I took with everyone at ...
2018-11-13 05:25:47 +0000 UTC
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“So, what, you just sit there?” Siena asked, playing with John’s phone. He was having his girls take shifts entertaining him as he sat there. The apparatus was perfectly capable of taking just half his mana, so he could be playing phone games. That was pretty much his only solace in these boring times. However, the nightmare elemental had taken his phone away from him a minute after she arrived, due to a mixture of being annoyed of not having attention paid mostly to her and the usual sadi...
2018-11-12 11:21:14 +0000 UTC
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“Sooooo-ou-ou-ou,” Sealy started barking like his animal side as he nervously stretched that word. “Wh-what do you want?”
Now John felt immensely guilty. It had already been pretty dickish behaviour when he had teased the captain, but on its own he could have gotten away with it. Now, after throwing his weight around to also get a yacht as his ransom for what was basically no work at all and also ensuring that Senior and his crew were treated way better than they deserved, he felt like...
2018-11-12 03:20:17 +0000 UTC
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“Congratulations to coming to the cove of chaos,” Nykoh was greeted by an enthusiastic man. “My name is Mynak Namjar and I am the leader of this lot.” He had long brown hair, perfectly styled, on top of a beautiful and charismatic face, all of which went contra to his otherwise mediocre hygienic state and clearly run-down clothes. With his clean and graceful attitude, he stood out immensely in this filthy room, barely big enough to contain the small square table and the two chairs inside...
2018-11-11 16:13:27 +0000 UTC
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“Fuck, Eliza,” John groaned, as the blood mage kept grinding against his crotch. Her ass was sticky from the massive amount of precum that was soaking through his trunks. “We need to have sex, ASAP.”
“What in the name of your cock are we waiting for then, you horny piece of shit?” she wanted to know. “Just carry me wherever you want to ravage all my holes at, and then we can do some dumb shit like hug or you could abuse me like the slut I am.”
John’s lust-fuelled brain ...
2018-11-09 23:04:04 +0000 UTC
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“Okay, this is it,” John said as he slid over a piece of paper that contained, in detail, what he demanded from the gathered pirate crew. Well, pirate in name at least, as there was no indication who hired them and they were more like a spy agency stealing something out of a museum to give it back, showing security flaws in the process. Professional ransoming, something like that.
For where this little meeting took place: at a table underneath a wide umbrella at the side of the pool up at ...
2018-11-08 22:32:48 +0000 UTC
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A storm of glibber flew his way as 199 man’o’wars jumped out of the ocean with movements that their bodies should not have supported. This happened all so suddenly that only Sylph reacted in time, but her wind failed in doing much more than disperse the cloud a little bit.
John became subject to the disgusting experience of looking at several hundred kilos of jelly splashing against his Mana Protection like flies against a windshield. Stacking on the small ship or bouncing right back into ...
2018-11-08 00:37:46 +0000 UTC
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A day later than planned, but here we are.
Okay, first things first: The 1$ Tier still existing is not a mistake, I am just afraid it will boot you all out of the chapter access if I delete it now and I don't want that. It will be deleted at the end of the month before the next billing period.
For everything else, things should be as announced. One specific difference is the two extra chapters the 10+ people have access too. I don't want to mess with my proofreaders schedule too mu...
2018-11-07 20:12:40 +0000 UTC
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They jumped through a second story window and sailed down into the gardens, larger than some apartment blocks, below. Their descent was slowed, first by a purposeful attempt of holding onto a thin branch of a nearby tree, which broke under the combined weight and impact, and then by sailing randomly through a perfectly horse shaped hedge. Afterwards, it looked more like a retarded donkey. Nykoh disliked the destruction of such property, but he did like his body intact and it wasn’t his decisio...
2018-11-07 18:51:11 +0000 UTC
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Usual terms and conditions do apply (non-commercial usage allowed, uploading of the downscaled version only).
Really happy that this piece got voted on after the hair change, keeps me from needing to fix it again anytime soon.
In sad news, seems like there won't be a direct follow-up commission since I fell under 300$. Therefore, until next month~
2018-11-06 12:41:27 +0000 UTC
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“Could you please?” captain Sealy asked. “Either of you? Pretty please?”
He was addressing Maximillian and John, both of which were just lying in the sun, covered in girls. While John was being cuddled by Salamander, her new fire dress had the nice property of not burning people (as long as she didn’t want to), and a deeply flustered Gnome, stun locked by embarrassment, Maximillian had gotten himself two new girls. Stef and Lala were still around, just not right now.
“So, let...
2018-11-05 23:17:38 +0000 UTC
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“Well, this was… a day,” John tried to put it into words as he made his way over to the line of chairs that had been put up by Aclysia in a neat row. They were all facing outwards so that whoever sat in them was looking over the railing and at the Atlantic Fuse.
They had passed through the other two leylines without any problems or further interesting details. They had been a bit more intensive, particular the outgoing one, but it wasn’t like there was a huge difference between being s...
2018-11-05 02:20:57 +0000 UTC
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There are two kinds of superhero stories that I always found the most interesting. One is the brooding, Batman-style superheroes, who do most stuff in laid-out plans and power through the most hostile situations through sheer force of will. The other, and much more recent invention to the best of my knowledge, is the capitalized superhero society the kind of Tiger and Bunny and, much more famous, My Hero Academia.
Now this story falls more in the late category. I messed with one c...
2018-11-04 13:21:33 +0000 UTC
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‘That was like the fifth worst pain I have experienced so far,’ John thought and opened his eyes. Immediately he told himself he should have waited a few more seconds. His arms was a piece of meat that had turned into charcoal. There was more detail to be described there, but he refused to look at that for longer than necessary. ‘Guess there is no more pain because there is nothing more to feel pain with.’
2018-11-02 22:41:20 +0000 UTC
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