Hidden Gluck
By NightRoller
“Aww, don’t cry—you just stepped in the wrong place at the wrong time.”
Jena cradled the cute little senior she’d caught walking around moments ago, stroking her head through the stomach membrane as she felt students and teachers walk on her, unaware of the mimic below. This was the third delicious victim to Jena’s mimicry of a sidewalk, nestled along the perimeter of the high school grounds.
Why a sidewalk? Jena prepared herself fo

(Note: Story presumes a female protagonist)
You’ve gone pretty far already into the plains and woodlands of the mysterious world. You’d woken up naked and alone in a world where unclothed was the norm, but eventually found companionship in the arms of a hung catboy, a plump mouseboy, and a built wolfboy. You have tried (and often succeeded in) eating other denizens of the world, growing stronger in the process, and have experimented with having your companions eat others. You’v

I walked out to the lake. It was early in the evening, and the setting sun painted red and orange hues on the horizon. It looked like mini-fireworks were going off, bombarding the clouds with color.
It mattered little to me.
I was going to try it.
I took my small rowboat’s anchor and put it into the boat, then went out to where I knew from previous measurements that the lake was deep enough for it to be a habitat.
I anchored the boat, feeling my tiny vessel rock with the shift in weight.
I

It
was a rather pleasant day. The sun was out shining brightly through
the trees to dapple the ground with the shadows of overhead leaves.
The rest of the sky was a bright blue adding a seemless backdrop to
the glorious overhead view. There was a faint breeze, though with
it's faintness it only managed to keep the day from being to still
and warm and to set the trees all russling slightly to add their own
voices to the music of birds and other animals moving through the
nearly surreal forest.