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Dale was your ordinary town in the Midwest, nothing too fancy or exciting about it in any way. Within the sleepy town, a new convenience store opened. It was built where the old one was torn down two years prior. Nobody missed the old store in particular, though they did sell the best cinnamon rolls in such an isolated part of Kansas. However, unlike the previous store, the new store didn't gain nearly as much business, aside from its grand opening where there were just a couple dozen of curious visitors but it wasn't saying much. The store just didn't catch the attention of the locals apparently. And over time, they started to call the place weird and avoid it as much as they can. Though no one could say why it was weird. Other than the place had an unfamiliar gothic, or "supernatural" vibe that the people have come to describe it. **** It was around twilight when AJ Monroe was standing in front of the convenience store called Grocer 13. It was an interesting name, they thought.

Blueberry Academy for The Gifted was having a festive day where a retirement party was being held for their beloved headmaster Putley. And for good reason, Putley was one of the greatest magicians in the cold, ethereal world of Borealis inhabited by living ice cream. He spent years and years building his reputation and gained experience as he helped people in need. Also, he brushed up his skills as a teacher before becoming a headmaster, using his time to instruct the upcoming generation of magicians. Nobody had bad things to say about him or his teaching. The school ended classes early so they could enjoy the festivities. The cafeteria and reception room were teeming with mirth and excitement as ice cream students and staff were chatting and eating. While all that was happening… Putley shut himself away in the faculty break room that was empty. He was standing over the party table that was filled with food. Cream puffs, frozen yogurt, citrus espumillas, custard tarts, cold cream

Another year has passed, and the midpoint assessment almost caught Pomona by surprise. That past year alone was the best time during the apprenticeship so far that they almost lost track of time, but it was nothing to fret over because the pair was doing remarkably well for not shrinking their waistlines. What they learned from that failed attempt led them to a new experience that actually helped them with their training more than not. Learning how to fight with wider waists was not only more productive, but it opened their eyes to new strategies and techniques they'd never done before while thin, and it was more than valuable. During that brief period of cutting back, Pomona was understandably concerned that her skill would lessen that time during their… “too big” epiphany, but seeing Janus and Adele who provide them guidance, she was more than confident. And it was enough for Pomona to pass the assessment. The purpose behind it was simply to gauge what she had learned so far during

The forest creatures were minding their business until a huge thumping that sounded like heavy footsteps disrupted the peaceful atmosphere. Small critters and birds dispersed out of the vicinity as the footsteps continued. Whatever moved was headed for the waterfall. Soon, the footsteps eventually stopped suddenly, followed by a quaking thud and a loud splash. The severely morbidly obese Monkey sighed heavily while sitting in front of the rushing water. After that taxing walk, the water felt good flowing through his mountainous peaks that were his buttocks and running at the bottom of his extremely stuffed gut. His belly was so huge that it just waded in the water rather than floating. Water droplets flicked on his fur and top. He took a few moments to take his bearings… until his massively swollen gut made another guttural groan just as large as what was in there…. "Do you ladies mind keeping it down there?" The primate grimaced as he poked his gut. "Are you somewhere more private

Chapter 1 Nina found herself in the middle of nowhere during her long hike. The excursion was something of a secret giveaway they sent out to random martial artists after winning a tournament. And she rightfully deserved it after winning a few B-list venues. Nonetheless, she was simply infatuated by the most beautiful grasslands and took photos. The Silat fighter was awestruck by the beautiful meadow that she had no desire to leave. Nina had to stay and take photos and with her phone and camera. After taking many photos Nina laid on the grass for a brief before finding her way back to the path. However, things started to get peculiar when she looked at a flower near her. There was a very strong sweet smell to it, similar to candy or sugar. That was weird. Flowers didn't usually smell that sweet. Curious, Nina gathered her things and began investigating. The sweet smell was starting to become constant when Nina went deeper into the meadow. While the woman continued her trek

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On a warm night, Kirsten went out for a quick drive. She drove on the usual path through the woods, but once she approached the same fork, a mood struck her and decided to be adventurous and take the opposite route. Not having any idea where she was getting into, Kirsten took it slow and drove carefully through the path. "Huh… I have never been in these parts of the woods before." That much was certain, and here Kirsten thought that she traveled the woods long enough to explore every known nook and cranny, but again, she only frequented this region for three years. Once Kirsten continued her drive into the uncharted territory of the wilderness, the road started to get a little bumpier than usual. Kirsten slowed down to drive carefully to look at her surroundings. The drive lasted a good three or four kilometers until Kirsten finally saw something at the distance and stopped. Probably another half a mile from her current position, there was a clearing, a large glade. There were a