6:119 Talking by Jack Ripper
“About time.” Pammy said. David blinked. “So.. none of you remember me being human?” Pammy groaned. “David, I’m the only human in our group.”
Dani, Jackie, and Gazala traded glances. “We don’t remember it, but we believe you.”
Jackie blushed and ran to him
1:955 I have to stay by Picklesauce69
“I have to stay. I can’t leave it now. Not after so long” you decided just as the wizard appeared. He did, in fact, in a gruff and partially unintelligible tone understand the deep language of the dragon, but you merely bid him to share that you meant no one any harm and merely wanted to live.
6:118 David's Change by Jack Ripper
The door whipped opened and Gazala dashed in on all fours, leaving David in the fog filled garage. What had the sphinx said? Gazala, since coming to the USA from Lebanon, had been the brains of the group, where he had been more of the muscle, although he was certainly no dummy. The odd psychology of
1:956 I can't Stay by Picklesauce69
“I can’t stay. I’ve been working all this time to change back...” You sigh, feeling a sudden weight of uncertainty spread over you at the decision, but the wizard appeared.
Garbled and strange, the wizard does have the basics of your unique speech copied. Laboriously, you tell yo
6:117 Sphinx by Jack Ripper
“At least I’m not becoming female, like they claimed.” He muttered, growling as his tingling fingers moved to his face, his sideburns falling out, fingernails like claws. There was a change, especially in the shoulders. He hunched over, stomach aching as his shoulderblades shifted place, hips
1:953 Or is there another way? by Picklesauce69
“I can’t kill all these people!” You cried out. Your tail flicked the oncoming attackers away, one by one, but your limbs were constantly getting heavier. Even your eyes struggled to stay entirely open as the wizards continued to mutter to one another, upholding the invisible chains that weigh
6:116 Gassan by Jack Ripper
“Dani was right, the fog changes us and makes it so we’re the only ones who remember. Let me guess.. none of you remember me as a male human?”
Gassan groaned. “Not you too, maybe that’s what the fog does, makes you think you used to be the opposite sex and another species.”
1:954 Attack the lot by Picklesauce69
“They came here! They challenged ME! I did NOTHING! I’m just trying to find help!” You bellowed out, hearing your voice escape like a groan before something sparked at the back of your throat. A sudden, explosive sensation burst from your mouth as flames poured out from between your teeth. The
6:115 Another Change by Jack Ripper
Fog rolled at high speed into the garage and he squealed, getting a heavy dose, filling the floor of the garage quickly. He pounded on the door.
“I screwed up! The fan, it slipped and I put it in backwards! The garage is filling up. I’m gonna hide in the car until the fan shoved it b
1:952 Search by Picklesauce69
When the sun rises the next day, sending orange melting overtop of the peak where you’re resting, you began the search for a wizard. Leaving the egg nestled safe within these utmost slices of the mountain top, you dove downwards through the air with the rush of the biting, fall air around your sno
6:114 oops by Jack Ripper
Jake chuckled and headed out towards the garage. Gassan, Pammy and David were all hefting up supplies and depositing them in the kitchen, the popular kids, unlike Dani and him. They’d been friends for years, yet he still felt like what popularity he had was merely an effect of social osmosis. The
1:950 Leave the egg and flee. by Picklesauce69
“I don’t care about some egg! I gotta get out!” you convinced yourself, just as you turned away from the nest and leapt off from the space to start towards the edge of the woods. Your legs buck slightly and struggled to find the correct rhythm with four legs now. The claws scraped down into th
1:938 Awake again by zanian
It was the second time you were waking up; was this the real time that you were waking up, the rest being a continuous nightmare, or was there truth in the experience you lived a moment ago? If only you were able to look around, so you could see if it conformed to the image that you were building in
6:113 No change? by Jack Ripper
It was Gassan who looked her over head to toe, confused. “You said you got changed, Dani. What happened? You’re still the vixen we’ve always known.”
“WHAT?!” Dani said, “I’m supposed to be human like you! I’m supposed to be MALE.”
Pammy shook her head and
1:951 I can't leave it! There must be another way! by Picklesauce69
“No way! I can’t abandon a helpless, growing being!” You stamped one foot, with determination, down into the shards of the rocky nest. A chunk broke away and dropped into the crowd of attempted climbers who stumbled back, shouting with confusion and anger.
“But how to escape?”
6:112 The change by Jack Ripper
Daniel’s mind focused on the joke Jake had said, shaking his head with a much needed smile breaking up the panic and seriousness of the dilemma they faced. As he turned one last time to examine the basement, his heart sank in his chest.
One of the far ground level windows was wide ope
1:949 Villagers by Picklesauce69
You tilt your head, watching the long neck in your reflection tip. Your eyes narrowed, showing red around their pupils. “How is this-” Your thoughts were cut off with a sudden rush of noise from the woods. A rattling of overlapping screaming bursts out from the brush.
“Where is sh
1:948 Dialog by catprog
As you look around you find the menu which pops up in front of you. You find the log out button.
Unfortunately the button has been disabled with a timer over the top.
59:59:999:999
You count 1-mississippi
2-mississippi
3-mississippi
&nbs
1:947 Random by Picklesauce69
Stepping forward with a shrug, you approach that sign, deciding to make the choice of making no choice. As soon as your foot completes that single step forward in the direction of the sign, the entire game starts to re-pixel and shift around you.
“W-wait, I wonder what the options wer
8:45 Run by SketchySeraph
You set off at a pace that would put Olympians to shame… If there was an Olympian record for stumbling and falling onto your face. You whimper and shake some of the dirt off of your muzzle discontentedly, looking back up to the path and setting off at a much slower gait, wobbling on your hind paws