Principium et Finis
This tale is about one imaginary friend and the lengths he must go through to get his imagineer to notice him. although only two characters are introduced at the moment, i hope you continue to read as many other interesting fellows will soon follow.
Not Forgotten
Not Forgotten copyright 2023 comidacomida Annabeth wandered the abandoned, run-down, derelict restaurant, tears in her eyes as she ran her hand across a dust-covered, rotting booth seat. It had taken her almost fifteen years to get back to...
Mister Smiley - Pt.1
imaginary friends were the best.
My Not-So Imaginary Friend
#1 of imaginary friend second story ever written on here - i'd love to hear some feedback. again, it's not something i'm planning in advance. i'm just writing as it comes to me. i hope you enjoy it.
HIM and I
But, here's a story about imaginary friends. sometimes, they aren't so imaginary. (i'm sorry if this story's scatter-brained but it fits along the lines of the main character being insane, right?
Amber's Imaginary Friends
Amber's imaginary friends hi this story is about a girl named amber who gets wrapped up in the world of sexual fantasy. only when she gets it on, it becomes reality for her only. maybe she's crazy or maybe she's blessed.
Part 13 - An Imaginary Friend
I decided to be a friend to him, an imaginary friend, if you will. we would play together, take walks together, sleep together. then unfortunately one day i had to leave.
White Pages
Soul sounds like an imaginary friend if you think about it." alice huffed, "he's not, and i know he's real... well at least i think. it all seemed too real for it all to be just dreams."
A Forgotten Friend, Found
All this time, clover had been trying not to think about that part of her relationship with her imaginary friend.
Use Your Imagination
Madame pants, moaning under the rapid thrusting from her imaginary friend. “do it, madame… i know you're a squirter… i remember. i remember how your hot fluids felt on my fur, how crazy and wild you were!"
Principium et Finis
I walk with the good doctor back to his vehicle. Neither of us speak during our trek, the Humvee being quite a distance away from the blast site, and I come to realize that the doctor might be scared of me. These thoughts appall me as he is a student...
We'll Improvise
A commissioned foster's home for imaginary friends story written by sparrow wolfess of custom prose with some additional help by yours truly!