[pre-story]Hey there, Squish here, rising from the grave with a new chapter in the unfolding saga of Emily "Deedee" D'Dvesti'Dvadtsat'Dva, as commissioned by Kaz! A lot of stuff happened, I been silent for a while, but I'm gettin' right back on the horse! If you want to read about what happened, you can check out my blog. Anyways, not too much to say about this particular chapter, I just hope you enjoy it! As always, if you like it, [redacted][/pre-story]
Chapter 2: Things Change
Emily squirmed, uncomfortable in her metal chair, her eyes downcast. She tried to keep her focus on the tray of food in front of her, and ignore the rest of the mess hall. She was dressed normally, a white tank top over a gray sports bra, with clinging camo running shorts that hugged her generous hips. And yet, somehow, she felt ...exposed. Naked. She could feel the eyes of the other soldiers on her. The looks of disgust, the furtive glances, the shameless stares, the hungry leers. She felt them all roaming her body as she squirmed in her seat, from her plump backside, squished against the steel seat, to her peach-sized breasts, firm and perky within her bra. Her cheeks burned as she tried to ignore it and focus on her food once more.
Even on the best days, the food was barely decent, and most agreed it was better if you didn’t look at it too close, something Emily was reminded of as she poked a shapeless gray-green lump that was supposed to be a vegetable with her fork. She shook her head, her ponytail swaying behind her, honey-brown with a thick black stripe running back from a palm-sized patch just above the middle of her forehead. Her pointed ears lay back against her head as she speared the vegetable lump and brought it to her lips, advertising her emotions in place of her tail, currently pinned between her plump backside and the back of the chair.
Friday, February 26, 2016
Friday, February 19, 2016
Operation K-9: Ch. 2 [Comm][Preview]
[pre-story]Hey there, Squish here, rising from the grave with a new chapter in the unfolding saga of Emily "Deedee" D'Dvesti'Dvadtsat'Dva, as commissioned by Kaz! A lot of stuff happened, I been silent for a while, but I'm gettin' right back on the horse! Anyways, not too much to say about this particular chapter, I just hope you enjoy it! [redacted][/pre-story]
Chapter 2: Things Change
Emily squirmed, uncomfortable in her metal chair, her eyes downcast. She tried to keep her focus on the tray of food in front of her, and ignore the rest of the mess hall. She was dressed normally, a white tank top over a gray sports bra, with clinging camo running shorts that hugged her generous hips. And yet, somehow, she felt ...exposed. Naked. She could feel the eyes of the other soldiers on her. The looks of disgust, the furtive glances, the shameless stares, the hungry leers. She felt them all roaming her body as she squirmed in her seat, from her plump backside, squished against the steel seat, to her peach-sized breasts, firm and perky within her bra. Her cheeks burned as she tried to ignore it and focus on her food once more.
Chapter 2: Things Change
Emily squirmed, uncomfortable in her metal chair, her eyes downcast. She tried to keep her focus on the tray of food in front of her, and ignore the rest of the mess hall. She was dressed normally, a white tank top over a gray sports bra, with clinging camo running shorts that hugged her generous hips. And yet, somehow, she felt ...exposed. Naked. She could feel the eyes of the other soldiers on her. The looks of disgust, the furtive glances, the shameless stares, the hungry leers. She felt them all roaming her body as she squirmed in her seat, from her plump backside, squished against the steel seat, to her peach-sized breasts, firm and perky within her bra. Her cheeks burned as she tried to ignore it and focus on her food once more.
Friday, February 12, 2016
Progress Report: Back on track!
New rule: No Skyrim before 5.
Honestly, it's a been an enormous enormous clusterfuck around here. Distractions, delays, excuses, missed deadlines... I mangled my sleep cycle beyond recognition, I was off my ADHD meds for like three weeks, I got impressively sick... I'm not gonna let it happen again, though. This month, I'm gettin' shit done.
[redacted]
This month was two musings, the first is a profile for a new sci-fi/fantasy OC that can fit into almost any unrealistic setting, and the second is a short scene about a pair of scaly characters. If you want to see them now, or vote on the musings for next month, you'll have to check out my patreon!
And, in regards to further progress, I've finally finished the rough draft for Operation K-9 chapter 2! I imagine, perhaps optimistically, that I'll be finished with it and the preview will be up sometime next week, so look forward to that! Speaking of, I should probably stop procrastinating and get back to the rewriting... >.>
Honestly, it's a been an enormous enormous clusterfuck around here. Distractions, delays, excuses, missed deadlines... I mangled my sleep cycle beyond recognition, I was off my ADHD meds for like three weeks, I got impressively sick... I'm not gonna let it happen again, though. This month, I'm gettin' shit done.
[redacted]
This month was two musings, the first is a profile for a new sci-fi/fantasy OC that can fit into almost any unrealistic setting, and the second is a short scene about a pair of scaly characters. If you want to see them now, or vote on the musings for next month, you'll have to check out my patreon!
And, in regards to further progress, I've finally finished the rough draft for Operation K-9 chapter 2! I imagine, perhaps optimistically, that I'll be finished with it and the preview will be up sometime next week, so look forward to that! Speaking of, I should probably stop procrastinating and get back to the rewriting... >.>
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