Another old post from DA given new life here. Enjoy!
“Your mother is here,” Dylan said.
“Is she?” Samantha asked, turning to look in the direction he was facing. “Oh, there she is.”
The old woman was standing by the doorway, holding a box tucked under her arm.
By: lostandwhateverCommissioned by darkhead999.
I posted this a while ago on DA, but I thought it belonged here as well. Enjoy!
Claire put the magic bracelet on and looked over the pile of clothes in front of her. She had poured out the contents of the shopping bag right onto the floor of the attic. Now, it was time to play dress-up.
By: lostandwhateverSeries commissioned by ageunknown404, originally published on my Patreon.
Continued from Chapter 6.
Greyson woke up after hearing something falling over in his bedroom. His eyes peeked open and searched for the source of the sound. Ethan, dressed in his pajamas, was standing there frozen at the foot of Greyson’s bed. His brother’s eyes were focused on the floor in front of him.
By: lostandwhateverSeries commissioned by ageunknown404, originally published on my Patreon.
Continued from Chapter 6.
Greyson drifted back into consciousness at a gradual comfortable pace. Nothing felt as though it were rushing him back into the world, and time seemed nonexistent in his mind. The world itself felt soft, like it was padded with cotton and foam. Greyson felt soft as well, as if all the hard edges had been sanded away from his life. There were no points anymore, no edges, no separations, only the smoothness of seamless rest.
By: lostandwhateverSeries commissioned by ageunknown404 (formerly known as Silverman13), originally published on my Patreon.
Continued from Chapter 5.
Greyson didn’t want to talk, didn’t want to move, didn’t want to be here at all. He wanted to check out of reality altogether. Waking up had been a mistake, clearly. He yearned for some kind of unconsciousness.
“Come on, Greyson. Let’s get you cleaned up.” It was his mother. She was not about to let him sleep in. He could lie in bed doing nothing, but she would probably just carry him to the bathroom. He would rather not be carried, so he gathered up his courage and sat up to face the day.
By: lostandwhateverOriginally published on my Patreon.
It was a warm day and the sun shone brightly on the beach, ensuring that there would be a sizable crowd around when Tommy pulled open the knot to Esme’s swimsuit top. A sudden breeze made sure that everyone in front of her saw her already impressive breasts exposed. Even Tommy had a glimpse of them when she turned to see who had disrobed her. She glared at him with an unholy fury, and he ran off to hide.
By: lostandwhateverOriginally published on my Patreon.
“Her name is Wendy,” Brian said, stroking the computer case. “Say, hello.”
“Hello, Wendy,” Adam said, addressing the machine.
“Oh, hello,” said a woman’s voice from the speakers near the monitor. “How do you do?”
By: lostandwhateverSeries commissioned by Silverman13, originally published on my Patreon.
Continued from Chapter 4.
Greyson woke up gently the next day. For the first time this week, he felt as though he had gotten a good night’s sleep—no nightmares, no waking up suddenly, just a night of rest.
He lay there in his bed, enjoying its warmth and softness, feeling almost content. For the moment, his worries had not yet caught up with him, and he was in no hurry to allow them back into his life. He consciously avoided looking around or trying to examine his body. He did notice that his ankle was no longer sore. He wondered how long he could lie there. How long until he had to face this new reality?
By: lostandwhateverThis story was prompted by a patreon request from an earlier poll, a side story set in the Orphaned universe featuring some male AR. Enjoy!
Just as Johnny was about to come, his phone rang.
“Shit,” he said between panting breaths. He leaned over and picked up his phone. “Damn.”
“What?” Kristen asked, looking up at him. “Who is it?”
“It’s my girlfriend. Just stay quiet.”
By: lostandwhateverContinued (at last) from Chapter 1. Originally published on my Patreon.
Hello,
It’s Mo again. Sorry for leaving things on a bit of a cliff-hanger there. Let me finish up what I was saying in the last part.
Quick recap: I have a magic ring stuck on my finger. There’s a wizard’s spirit living in the ring that can magically transform my body anyway he wants. (Yes, that sentence is both true and totally insane.) At the end of the last part, he had turned me into a little girl, and I had been called in to work a shift at the coffee shop. Let’s see how that went.
By: lostandwhatever