Pastry Prilodeoren (Part 1 of 2)
Bleodafi was always one to get in the most bizzare of situations. While the Prilideoren was used to his predicaments now, it's hard to say exactly whether he hated or loved it. But this particular time was one that got dear Bleo in quite an interesting...
Breakfast In Bed
Waking up on a chilly winter's morning, all wrapped up in your blankets, and safe in the knowledge that you have nothing forcing you to get out of bed is truly wonderful, isn't it? I was fortunate enough to be just ascending from the depths of a...
The Fast and the Fat
"Ridge Racer! Ridge Racer! Ridge Racer!" "Okay, okay!" the tigress chuckled, booting up the game in question while ZX investigated the bags of food she had delivered. "Mmm! Thanks!" he said brightly, digging out a bottle of soda and big bag of his...
Goddess of Gluttony
It was The Age of End, a time for all gods, deities, and other creators when their universe had reached its limit and was on a decline. These things were inevitable, but not entirely detrimental, as the gods knew well how to handle disposal in order to...
Hearth Star: Supply Run
Supply Lines By Psion Part of the Hearth Star setting _A few hours after the events of "Cold Steel"_ Lieutenant Jerky watched as the last of their supplies were moved from one hiding space to another. Losing their one connection to the Galactic...
Circus FatLion
In the dull glow of the morning sun through the small frosted window, a hairbrush moved effortlessly through a waterfall of golden brown fur. "97... 98... 99... 100... All done..." A fat laden wrist pulled free from the thick mane to reveal an...
Tales from Adipose City: The Bird Is The Word
Adipose City: The Bird Is The Word By Psion All Rights Reserved In the heavyset post-peak world, genetically modified livestock are a normal everyday thing. Great beasts modified for size and fattened to produce enough meat to satisfy the seemingly...
Candice and Jack: The Reunion
Candice and Jack-The Reunion Jack Katchur was feeling most relieved. The slim, freckled, and bespectacled field mouse had been driving all day back to his hometown. He had been on the road for roughly 8 hours that day, and was glad that he was...
Tales from Anthracite City 15: Power Tool
Tales from Anthracite City: Power Tool By Psion All Rights Reserved It was another snowy day in the small human hamlet tucked away in the mountains. People worked at little tasks to keep the village afloat; chopping wood, maintaining a...
The Cult of the Moth
Darkness. A soft drone of the earth. Candlelight dots what appears to be a large, cave-like room. Intricate woven patterns of rusted and bronze fabric find themselves hung from the rocky walls and ceiling. And stood within were what appeared to be tens...
Candy Land
It was one of those days where Mother Nature herself seemed to be feeling miserable: the only relief to the steady rain and low cloud being short bouts of hail, the icy stones clattering upon the roofs of the small town and anyone so unwise as to set...
Adipose City: Turf Wars
Turf Wars By Psion An Adipose City Story All Rights Reserved _With the rise of the corporate powers, territorial boundaries have become more fluid, defined more by market shares and advertisement demographics then natural terrain. Nowhere is this...