(44) Shockingly, Not as Intended (Laxus Dreyar TF)
Al lent in, smiling wide as he traced some of the runes onto the sheet of paper that he was using for this delicate operation. This was how he did it. Items here didn’t start out as being anything special until he did what he did…well do what he was allowed to do. Everything was set up perfectly; nothing could really go wrong right now. He grinned more as he lent back, looking around. Sure he should be doing this sort of thing out of the store itself, but then again he knew that he had time. He always knew. He just had that sense of intuition, nothing more and nothing less. Al stared back down at the paper, seeing the pair of goggles on it which were ready to be infused.
“So you do this right?” asked a rather curious Amaimon who was watching rather intently. There was one thing Al couldn’t deny in this situation. Amaimon was being adorable. He was poking his head just over the counter as he stared at the symbols. So familiar. He knew what they were, but of
[Dorm Desire] Jock Symbiote (Flash Thompson TF/MC)
Part 4.0 of the Dorm Desire Transformation Series
Written By ZacharyEverlust
"I'm...not a teenager!"
The young man told over his handphone. Annoyed with the current situation and mishap he is in. "Things couldn't get worse." He thought previously.
Well...he thought wrong.
"Oh...I'm sorry, its just that. The...files...didn't state your age. And majority of the invitations for Dorm Desire Academy's college...are mostly kids who are about 18,19 or younger. Plus, from the photo. You look exactly like one of them--"
"...It's fine..." He sighed. "Do you think it's possible for me to have a word...with this headmaster. Or perhaps, appeal for my case?"
"Well indeed, I'll page for him to call you later. But however, appeals were never successful. The Headmaster's decisions are final, I don't recall there ever being a successful appeal. Neither has there been one filled in."
The Roommate's GIftIt all began in John’s first year of university. It was an unassuming request; ‘one roommate required for a year lease downtown. John had instantly fell in love with the apartment, but he knew he couldn’t pay his bills without splitting the cost.
Kareem had answered the ad almost as soon as it went up on the internet. John thought he was an ordinary guy. Also a first year, and wholly in love with the apartment as well. He had a short beard, olive tanned complexion and piercing green eyes. At first glance, John was not incorrect in assuming that he was from somewhere in the middle east, Kareem’s slight accent only confirmed his assumption.
It soon became clear that Kareem was a perfect fit for a roommate. He was clean, organized and didn’t seem like he would have any problems paying for the second half of the rent. John helped him move into the apartment and began preparing for the start of the school year.
Shortly after Kareem had moved in, John was woken
Growing to Fit - Ch. 1Ev shrugged his gym bag off his shoulder, the small thud echoing through his empty apartment. Trudging towards the refrigerator, he flipped on the TV for some background noise while he made dinner. A news anchor in a red pantsuit appeared on the screen as Ev rummaged through leftovers and new groceries.
"-the company has voluntarily issued this recall. The company issued it so quickly, in fact, that most stores hadn't even shelved the product at all. The product, an after wor-"
Ev cut off the woman's story by flipping channels, eventually settling on a rerun of some sitcom. He sat down with a lukewarm chicken breast and some questionable, canned vegetables. About to lose himself in the protagonist's latest struggle, Ev gave a small, frustrated sigh and stood back up. "I almost forgot to take that after workout drink I got today," he mumbled to himself.
Rummaging thought the gym bag, Ev pulled out a small, purple bottle. BULK OUT! the yellow label seemed to shout. He was pretty su