Andrew stomped out of the Pokémon center. He was on Mount Lanakila and the elite four had defeated him. This would be the third time this happened.
"Hey kid," a sketchy looking man with a dirty trench coat came up to him, "I got something for...
Comedy, Drugs, Growth, Pokemon, Short Story
Moist air collected on an 11-year-old's brow as he tried his darnest to clear his family's hay field. The scythe he wielded weighed almost as much as him and every swing put him off balance. He paused to recuperate.
"Elisha!" His brother called to him...
Fantasy, No-Furry, No-Yiff, SFW
Stuffy is how I'd first describe waking up. Nausea rattles my brain and the unfamiliar magenta paint I'm forced to admire adds to my delirium. Can my legs move? Nope, my ass is sore and my quads feel like whipped cream. When I inhale through my nose I...
Armpit, Gay, Male, Short Story