“Corporal…” *UUUUURRRPPPP*
“Corporal… Boost…” the noble Lord Cane huffed, the white
unicorn stretched across a lavish bed, his stomach swollen so much it
outsized the rest of the already sizable stallion. The belly bounced,
shaking from the inside as something squirmed within, several
somethings in fact. “Is that… the last?” he asked, his emerald
eyes settled on his second-in-command as another thick belch reached
his lips, causing them to shake as a puff of tawny, black and

 Haya woke up more excited than she had ever been in her life, nearly tripping and falling to the floor in her rush to almost literally jump out of bed. Slipping on her custom self-made leather boots she tightened them up before going to her wardrobe to pick out her underlayer of clothing. Today was the day she finally struck out on her own, to adventure in the wide open fantastical world she called home. When Haya was growing up she had wanted nothing more than to be an adventurer, but her

Jet’s tail laid motionless on the ground, and his ears flattened on his head, a clear sign of annoyance and anger. The German shepherd glared at the source of his emotions sitting on the couch, far,
far
too close to Jack for Jet’s tastes. His master had met this blonde, brown-eyed girl a few weeks ago, and they hit it off almost right away, since then, Jessica has been taking up almost every moment of Jack’s precious time, time he used to be sp

“Can I have a pony?”




“No.”




“Please?”




“No.”




“I promise to take care of it and feed it. I'll play with it every day. I’ll even clean up its poop.”

“Guys, stop! This isn’t funny!”
“Sorry, Erika, but Nelli’s orders,” Alexis giggled as she helped her fellow cheerleaders drag their half-naked squad mate kicking and screaming from the locker room. Thankfully, the gym was empty at this time of day, all the regular students having gone home and all the athletes busy with their after-school practice, but that didn’t stop Erika’s cheeks from burning with embarrassment. Anyone roaming the halls after s

Mr. and Mrs. Harris had left the house early in the morning. They had a long drive ahead of them, all the way into the city, where he was treating his wife to a high street shopping spree. They left their son Jack at home without a babysitter. He was old enough to take care of himself for a day, and besides, it was summer vacation, so he'd probably love spending the day without any nosy parents watching over him. His only responsibility for the day was to let the dog out once in a while.Like all

The evening smelled of cinnamon, beeswax candles, sprigs and goodwill so thick the window panes steamed. Fluttershy hummed a silly, monotonic tune to herself while hanging yet another shiny bubble into the small spruce they had planted in a jar by the corner. “Good for one more?” she mused, the glogg mulling in the mare’s veins making casual conversation with a tree a perfectly sensible proposition. “It's your big night, we have to ensure you’re properly dressed up&