Indigo was well acquainted with being bound.


    
It took a few moments to regain consciousness, the senses coming back to him one by one. First he heard the faint noise of cloth tightening first from his left, then to his right. He tried to shift his arms, but a quick tug from both found them unable to move. A slight pain pined from each wrist, and soon his vision finally stop

Wendy sighed as she set down her bag and plopped onto her supposedly ergonomic office chair. The vixen didn’t have a bad job, per se. It paid well, she could usually sneak a few do-nothing hours into the day, and there was a full gym on the second floor that employees were free to use when they were off the clock. It was just that it was beginning to feel like a waste, putting all of those hours into that gym to maintain her figure when there was no one to flaunt that figure for. The whole

    
Nobody would have suspected him of anything, that boy could get away with anything. Professor Inola Adagio of the
Vorhulen College of Magics and Science was a gentle being, most thought. He was short and had a body like a teardrop. His upper half was too dainty to be considered violent and his lower half was too thick to be intimidating, the boy having better thighs and more ass than most of the girls on campus. His ears were big and fluf

    
Fire and death, that’s all Ángel could see. The town around him burning to the ground, riddled with bullet casings and snakes. They ravaged his home, destroying everything he’d known and plundering every little bit of anything they could find. Gold. People. Silver. The iron that came out of the wood. If it was worth anything or edible, they ripped it from his clutches.


    

A couple of days have passed and to start with I’ve learned a couple of things about my new body. To start with, it seems like I don’t need to sleep. As I played the game I got into the wee hours of the morning, I realized I didn’t seem tired. Yet when I finally went to lie down and let my mind drift off, I fell asleep. Waking up the next morning, once again stuck to the bed’s mattress, I felt tired and not refreshed at all. But that stopped after I “ate”. After work I decided