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Taking Story Requests
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Topic Started: Oct 4 2012, 11:21 AM (757 Views)
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Aerial Rave
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Oct 4 2012, 11:21 AM
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Nova End Highway!
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Hey, guess what?
If you are a member of this forum, you get a free story request from me! No, you are not reading wrong. Lately, I've been having this writing bug and I really don't want to waste it on my own stories so, give me your ideas. I'm not limit to expansion so whatever your perverted mind can come up with but can't link it into text, post here what'cha want and BOOM! Story 4 Joo!
Only rule, if anything, is that I can't say how long it would be. It might be a one-shot, might be ten chapters. It really depends on how elaborate and detailed your idea is and even then I can't promise a Harry Potter book.
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Block Devil
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Nov 4 2012, 06:02 AM
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And The Temple of Doom
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onipuck
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Nov 5 2012, 12:34 AM
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Fanfic writting cat.
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How about a WG fic about Tron Bonne?
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Aerial Rave
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Nov 10 2012, 08:33 PM
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Nova End Highway!
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- Nov 5 2012, 12:34 AM
How about a WG fic about Tron Bonne? Be specific, or that's all you get.
And thanks for the encouragement, Block.
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Nov 11 2012, 01:09 AM
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Onipuck and his addiction to pear flavored Bon Bons... You just know he has the shakes constantly...
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onipuck
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Nov 13 2012, 10:28 AM
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Hey, I can quit any time I want. I just don't wanna.
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onipuck
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Nov 26 2012, 10:34 AM
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- Aerial Rave
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- Nov 5 2012, 12:34 AM
How about a WG fic about Tron Bonne?
Be specific, or that's all you get. Well, since it's been a while, and I thought to check this thread again, just because, I realized that you asked for some more info.
Well, how about this for a story premise? Roll Casket, a tad annoyed at all the flirting that she's done with Megaman(as well as mimicking and badmouthing her at the same time), decides to make it so that Tron won't be able to move under her own power. And she does this by tying Tron Bonne up to a bed, and force feeding her nothing but junkfood. Through the process, the two discover something they didn't know about themselves during this punishment, that they have latent lesbian feelings for one another. That, and Tron slowly gets turned into a pear-shaped feedee lover of Roll's.
How's that for specific?
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Aerial Rave
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Nov 26 2012, 02:11 PM
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- onipuck
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- Aerial Rave
- Nov 10 2012, 08:33 PM
- onipuck
- Nov 5 2012, 12:34 AM
How about a WG fic about Tron Bonne?
Be specific, or that's all you get.
Well, since it's been a while, and I thought to check this thread again, just because, I realized that you asked for some more info. Well, how about this for a story premise? Roll Casket, a tad annoyed at all the flirting that she's done with Megaman(as well as mimicking and badmouthing her at the same time), decides to make it so that Tron won't be able to move under her own power. And she does this by tying Tron Bonne up to a bed, and force feeding her nothing but junkfood. Through the process, the two discover something they didn't know about themselves during this punishment, that they have latent lesbian feelings for one another. That, and Tron slowly gets turned into a pear-shaped feedee lover of Roll's. How's that for specific? Typical request structure. Will try to get it done today.
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onipuck
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Nov 26 2012, 04:32 PM
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Huzzah!
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Aerial Rave
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Nov 26 2012, 11:25 PM
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Probably some major editing issues like spelling...most likely a few typos in here. but if you want, I can always go back and edit it.
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“W-Where am I?” Her vision blurred and body aching, the sky pirate found herself grounded to a bed spread. “What kind of sick-!?” The horn haired brunette tugged and saw her wrists and ankles bound by a rope at the end of each corner. “Who? What!? Someone! Get me out of here!” Tron screamed in a panicked echo. The dire realization that she was kidnapped had settled in. But the question was who, and why? The Bonne family probably had numerous enemies and rivals though not of which were skilled enough to pull off something like this.
The room Tron was held in was a decent looking space with plastered walls, the bed itself was Full sized. Overall, way below the extravagant taste of the sky pirate but that wasn’t important. Tron pulled and tugged at her restraints but her sore body made her attempts short lived ones. She had rested just in time to hear the rattle of footsteps. Her heart race and her breathing shortened. The culprit was closing in and hopefully clarity as well. The sky pirate held her breath as the first color she saw was…red.
“Roll!?”
“Yes.” The young mechanic smiled, leaning against the doorway. “About time you woke up, I was beginning to call you sleeping beauty.”
“Roll Caskett, what is the meaning of all this!?”
“Simple. We are going to end this once and for all!”
“End what?”
“Our little rivalry. Personally, I’ve grown tired of it. You pester me and Megaman to the point it has even hurt my chances of being with him! He’s stressed out and has gone on even longer digs!”
“And that is my problem, how? Sounds like you’re just on the losing end of stealing his heart. Something I am an expert at and on the verge of achieving!” Tron proclaimed.
“Fat chance…literally.” Roll smirked.
“W-What do you mean?”
“I think it would be better to show you rather than tell you.” Roll disappeared out the room and soon returned with a cart filled with food. “You hungry?”
“N-No…” Tron quivered.
“Are you sure?” Roll teased as she drew near. A steaming pie in her hand as she hovered it under Tron’s nose. “You’re going to be here for awhile, might as well enjoy it.”
“Roll, what has gotten into you!? Why are you doing this!?”
“I already told you, this is how I’m going to end our feud once and for all!” Roll shoved a slice of the pie past Tron’s lips. The young sky pirate wiggled and shook furiously. She then tried to spit out the food but Roll lifted her chin, forcing her to swallow. “There, isn’t that better?”
“You’re sick, you hear me! Y-You’re trying to fatten me up!”
“And you finally figured it out. Took you long enough.”
“I’ll get you for this Roll Caskett! When I get out-”
“Which will be never.” The blonde engineer interrupted. She silenced her captured rival by inserting another pie slice. “I have plenty more where this came from!”
“Oh all ways to defeat me, this is what you chose!?”
“Why not? I doubt you’ll be doing much chasing after this. Not to mention how big you will need to make the seat for your machines just to lug your future fat ass around.”
“Y-You really planned this out, didn’t you? What kind of-!” Another piece of pie found its way down Tron’s pie hole. Roll began to pick up the pace to spare herself from further complaints Tron surely had in store for her defeat. Midway through pie number two, Tron’s stomach had rose into a small hill, protruding from her waistline. She was granted a chance to recover while Roll examined her disdained middle with longing eyes. “I-I’ll get you for this…mark…my words…”
The threats from the panting, bound and stuffed girl didn’t stun Roll but the product of her work did. “So…big…”
“What did you say?”
“N-Nothing! This is going too slow, you’ll never be as a big as a house if I keep feeding you. But I do have a solution~” Roll pulled Tron’s tracker gun from her pocket and twirled it about her finger. “Remember this?”
“That’s my beacon gun!”
“Correct! And I rewired it a bit to help speed up the process. Open wide!” Roll forced Tron’s maw wide as she shot a beam into her throat. The young sky pirate gagged and coughed from the hot sensation now in her mouth,
“What was that for!?”
“Give it a minute…” The entire room began to quake and the halls soon flooded with the excited cheers of Tron’s servbots.
Tron smirked at the appearance of her robotic servants. Surely, they would see their creator in trouble and rescue her. “Ha! Nice try, Roll! My Servbots are my loyal subjects and they would never-! Wait what’s that in their-?” Tron’s mouth was plugged with a plate of cookies and then a glob of ice cream. “What’s going on!?”
“Did I forget to mention I reprogrammed a few things?” Roll chuckled. “That silly lunch time program is now fused with your beckon beam. Those little guys will not pour food into whatever the tracker tells them!”
Tron’s eyes grew large with horror while the Servbots dropped their plates into her mouth. She whined and struggled but to no avail. Overtime, Tron’s body began to swell from the effects of the rapid feeding line. Servbots flooded the room with cooking wares, passing off their finished meals while the rest awaited to stuff Tron.
Roll watched idly, her stomach turning unsettled. Something was stirring inside her, something she tried to ignore during her previous encounter with Tron. She had always considered the sky pirate a well off engineer in her own right but the sight of seeing her helpless and glutting against her will had surfaced something else.
Curious, Roll caressed the right thigh of Tron, it began to feel soft as a pillow and it curved out like a sharp turn in the road. The blonde engineer’s face blushed and she continued to trail her captive’s curves. She stop at the hip which looked as if it jutted out further than any other place. Roll gasped when her hands sunk slightly into the plush backside of her victim after sliding her hand down some.
“W-What are you doing!?” Tron demanded with her face reddening. “Y-You pervert! This was your true intention all along!”
Roll backed away. “Uh…no! That wasn’t it at all!” She denied, waving her hands.
“Liar! This was your true plan! Mmph!” Tron was silenced by a passing Servbot dropping off its dish.
Roll closed her eyes and clutched her head. She was torn as to what her true reasoning was for doing this. There were other ways of getting rid of Tron but this seemed the most, plausible in her mind. “No! No! It’s not true! I did this to-! Maybe…I did…”
Tron winced as her stomach grew other her line of sight. Her belly was so taut and round her belly button became an outer one with it pressing hard against her clothes. It looked as if she was going to burst and the pained looked on her face accompanied that illusion. Ignoring her own pain, she saw the struggle Roll was going through. Her hunch was right and she had one upped her rival by finding her strange desire.
“Tron, tell me. Have you…ever felt anything between us?” The stuffed space pirate gave a weak nod. Roll smiled and stopped the Servbots for a moment. Her heart now felt lighter with the new weight off her shoulders and now on Tron. She sat down next to her bound captive and began massaging her rival’s bloated belly. “I know its strange but…it is the only way I can come to the conclusion as to why I did this. Truth be told, I do like to work on bigger machines and by proxy I like…bigger people…Megaman is always out and about and truth me told, this strain on us has made me a bit wary…”
Tron rolled her eyes when Roll lowered her head. She couldn’t believe it, her rival wasn’t even interested in Megaman anymore but she was in her! But the sky pirate saw an opening. If she simply faked that her love for Roll, maybe the engineer would drop her guard and the tables would turn!
“Tron, how do you feel?”
Tron hesitated at the question. She was too busy scheming her comeback to remember what Roll was ranting about. “Um…I always liked you, too?”
Roll gasped. “You did?”
The chubby Tron let out a sigh. It seemed she answered correctly. “Well, you were always around Megaman so I…figured flirting with him would make you…jealous.” She forced a blush.
“Jealous? Well…to be honest…it worked…” Roll retracted, looking away.
The sky pirate could feel the shame of Roll’s confessions. All this time, and she didn’t know. A perfect opportunity to counter and get her revenge. “Then prove it. I mean, that you were jealous and all, that is.” Tron challenged.”
“W-What do you mean?”
“You know~” The sky pirate hinted, puckering her lips. In the back of Tron’s mind, her head was screaming not to do it, but she had to get free. Roll closed in slowly and placed a hand on Tron’s paunch. The two pairs of lips met in a wet squish, stopping the Servbots cold as they covered their mouths in surprised expressions. After a brief smooch, the girls separated with each of their faces beet red. “So…?”
Roll rubbed her arm, look down in embarrassment. “So…What it…good?”
“Give me another sweet lips…”
Tron’s plan didn’t go exactly as expected. Though Roll had fell for her rouse, it seemed to work out a bit too well. Tron was released from the ropes but by then it was already too late. Roll was determined to make this newfound relationship work, with her new interest being at the forefront. “Open wide, sweetie~”
Tron reluctantly took another spoonful of ice cream and cookie crumbs. It was almost as filling as the brownie pie Roll had fed her earlier. All these hybrid sweets were experiments the Servbots had cooked up at Roll’s command. And the guinea pig to try them all had become bed bound. Tron frowned at the sight of her red wood thick legs that oozed blubber and almost spilled over the edges of the bed. Her hips expanded over the bed’s width and hovered above the ground. Her breasts didn’t take much of a hit but did become graspable, Roll occasionally cupped them in her palms, the chest meat overflowed between her fingers. Tron’s belly remained potbelly sized. It wasn’t small or flat, but it was a compact spherical orb of blubber that paled in comparison to her lower region.
Roll had just separated from Tron’s lips and smiled at her fatter mate. “I’m really glad we did this. Who needs Megaman, anyway?”
“We sure don’t!” Tron beamed. ‘Oh God, I’ve gotten even fatter! I’m never going to get out of this!’
“Uh oh…Time to go to work. Stay here and stay beautiful, okay sweet heart?”
“I don’t think I’m going anywhere, honey bun~” Tron replied and Roll blew a kiss to her. Once Roll was somewhat down the hall, Tron began to think. There was certainly no way she could get Mega’s affection now. Roll had done what she intended to do and now she was too big to really move on her own. She sat up on the bed which proved to be a workout in itself. Tron frowned at the complications of her size. She looked toward the exiting doorway which seemed miles away. She reached out to it but in vain and grunted as she rested her head against the head rest.
“…Something wrong, dear?” Roll called from the hallway.
“Yeah, make sure the Servbots bring more cream filled donut minis!” Tron answered. By now she accepted that she was now Roll’s stuffing toy. But hey, free food came with the deal.
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onipuck
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Nov 27 2012, 10:15 AM
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Great work Aerial.
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Dec 5 2012, 05:15 AM
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A game where you go excavating boobie trap filled ruins for power crystals that could be radiating any kind of weird energy and you go for the Jerry Springer...
I shall read and judge Aerial on the morrow!
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