Vinvilllian

(This story contains weight gain elements and occasional mentions of slightly dark themes. Please proceed with caution.)    The courtroom began to disperse as the prosecutor of the case, Luna Attwool successfully convinced the judge and jury to convict the defendant of wire fraud. The method she acquired the necessary evidence was dubious, which surely would be career damaging if word came out about it. Nonetheless, she was ready to relax and enjoy the rest of her evening. Luna Attwool was a prodigy since her time in law school. Her skill was impressive enough that she probably didn’t even need to fall down a spiral of political corr

(Warning: this story contains depictions of blood, weight gain elements, and an explosive vampire. Please proceed with caution.) Art done by and used with permission from KrimRath on Twitter ———————————————————— Lady Alexandrite sulked away from the ruins of her burning castle. The vampire had flown too close to the sun after attacking the kingdom’s capital of Portshire and after an attack by the peasantry, a convincing fake death was in order. The vampire turned her back towards the castle she had spent the last fiv

(Warning: this story contains weight gain elements, transformation, and clean popping and immediate reforming. Please proceed with caution.) To live in a functioning society, the people living in it need to value each other’s personal agency. That is the case for most people, but Astrid Felli is a glaring outlier. Being raised in the capitol’s school of magic, Astrid had an air of arrogance that has been building since the days of her youth. Pushy and assertive, many people were at her whims depending on her mood at the time. Be it stealing the lunch of her colleagues or copying the work of one of her more meek peers, most of the

(Warning: this story contains weight gain, peril elements, offscreen hard vore, and messy bursting. Please keep that in mind if you proceed.) The sun was beginning to set as Gwenabelle made her way down the dirt path and back towards the forest. This part of the countryside wasn’t necessarily the safest place for a turkey like herself, but it beat taking the long way home along the river. Without a care in the world, the ditzy bird waddled along and hummed a small tune to herself, unaware that she caught the attention of someone in a nearby bush… Deciding to make their move, the figure jumped out from the bush and tried

(Warning: this story contains large amounts of weight gain and peril elements near the end. Proceed with caution.) The sounds of chainsaws and heavy treaded vehicles echoed through the early morning as the papers for the new site for the much-anticipated Bessel Family Bakery’s packaging plant had finally been finalized. Birds, deer, and other woodland creatures fled their homes as dozens of workers cleared the way. Standing off to the side in a lavish black peacoat stood the current CEO Carla Bessel as she watched onwards as tree after tree began to fall. A bearded man in a hard hat walked up holding a clipboard which he then handed to

(This is a fetish story that contains gracious amounts of weight gain, a fair amount of peril elements and unfortunate things happening to bad people. This is a tad darker than my usual stories so please continue with caution.) Have you ever wondered about the ship with the eerie blue fog that floats a mile off the shores of the pier on Sunday nights? Nobody is brave enough to set sail as for those who have before them have met a mysterious end. Upon further inspection the next day, their ships remain but not a single soul can be found. This has been the case for hundreds of years now and every local knows of the curse. For those who donR

(Warning, this is a fetish story containing weight gain, please keep that in mind if you proceed.) “Wait, so this is legit, right? You’ll give me three wishes just like that?” The genie tapped her cigarette to knock off the ashes as she sighed. “Pretty much. Haven’t you ever seen a movie with one of us in it? It’s not that hard of a concept to grasp.” Jill Martins couldn’t believe what was in front of her. Who knew thrift shopping with her grandmother would pay off in such a spectacular way? The genie dressed in a way that doesn’t make it obvious that she is magic in any way. H