Hey everyone, Hiros53 speaking. I have a lot of topics to talk about, so lets get started.
Honestly I am kind of impressed how well I could fill it up. Lately I have been writing around one story every two days, for a total 15 every month, which feels like a shit ton. But also, I really like writing stories to get my mind of things. And even some non-Tg/Tf st...
2025-05-31 18:45:02 +0000 UTC View PostAfter the long trek back home, the group finally split up, scattering to their respective corners of the house like leaves caught in a breeze. Kirika hauled the shopping bags into her room and let them slump onto the floor with a dull thud.
Finally. Some breathing room.
She closed the door behind her, leaned against it for a moment,...
2025-05-30 21:00:03 +0000 UTC View PostChapter 3: “Centaur Clothing Catastrophe”
The mall doors slid open with a soft whoosh, revealing the polished marble floors and endless stretches of glass storefronts beyond. The air smelled faintly of cinnamon pretzels, fried foods, and just a hint of desperation.
Kirika took a deep breath and trotted forward carefully, her hooves clicking faintly with every st...
2025-05-28 21:00:02 +0000 UTC View PostChapter 2: “Web of Measurements”
By the time the trio returned home, Kirika was clanking like a mobile suit of armor, her makeshift metal bra courtesy of Cerea glinting under the afternoon sun. Miia slithered alongside her, trying to look innocent. Cerea marched dutifully behind them with a suspiciously judgmental air.
The front door opened with a soft creak—a...
2025-05-26 21:00:02 +0000 UTC View PostKirika Kurusu yawned as the early morning sun poured through her bedroom window, illuminating the ceiling with a soft, golden glow. She stretched her arms overhead and blinked her eyes open slowly… before instinctively rolling to her side and…
Thud.
Right off the edge of her bed.
“Uugh... right. Still a centaur,” Kirika groaned from the...
2025-05-24 21:00:02 +0000 UTC View PostYou don’t even have time to knock.
The giant door creaks open before you can raise your hand, and there he is, a butler carved out of pure intimidation. Towering at least two meters tall, his black suit stretches over muscles like someone tried to gift-wrap a boulder. His expression is calm, even kind, but his biceps look like they could suplex a bear.
"Welcome," he says, in a voi...
2025-05-22 21:00:02 +0000 UTC View PostThe beach was hotter than a dragon’s sauna.
Which, coincidentally, matched Aaron’s mood exactly.
He wiped a hand across his forehead, grimacing at the streak of sunscreen-sweat combo left behind. “Great. Perfect. I’m turning into human soup, and Scott’s probably doing keg stands with swimsuit models.”
Jacob, who looked one heatstroke away from calling it quits, sighe...
2025-05-20 21:00:03 +0000 UTC View PostThis is an agent’s logbook from the organization Hiro-Shima. Contents are highly classified. Should you find this document and not be part of the secret organization Hiro-Shima, we ask you to return it to the nearest agent as quickly as possible.
Agent Logbook 8
Case Codename: Cage Fight Throwdown
Agent in Charge: Yang Xiao Long
Mission Summary:
There have bee...
WARNING: FUTA, WEIRD TF ALERT
Papi flapped her wings excitedly as she hovered just above the park’s neatly trimmed grass. Her eyes widened with curiosity when she spotted an odd, gleaming object partially hidden under a bush. "Oooh, what's this shiny thing?" she chirped, swooping down.
As she approached, the object revealed itself to be a sleek, mysterious console, unlike anything...
2025-05-16 21:00:04 +0000 UTC View PostPaul hated Fabian.
It wasn’t even a complicated kind of hate. No deep-seated rivalry or dramatic backstory. Fabian was just lazy. Stupidly, stubbornly lazy, and somehow, he still kept his job because he played golf with the CEO every other weekend.
Every time something needed to get done around the office, Fabian would find a way to worm out of it. Forgot to file the reports? Oh w...
2025-05-14 21:00:05 +0000 UTC View PostThe late afternoon sunlight streamed lazily through the windows of Leblanc, casting long shadows across the worn wooden floors. The coffee shop was empty, save for two figures slouched comfortably in a booth near the back.
Joker leaned back against the bench, arms folded across her chest — or at least, trying to. It wasn’t exactly easy anymore.
Her coat was draped loosely around...
2025-05-12 21:00:05 +0000 UTC View PostA sharp pain throbbed in Yusuke’s temple as he came to.
He groaned softly, blinking against the harsh midday sun.
The familiar chaos of Shibuya Crossing loomed around him, pedestrians flowing past in endless rivers, neon ads flashing, the murmur of conversation thick in the air.
He was lying flat on the ground, surrounded by the others. Everyone was scattered like fallen che...
2025-05-10 21:00:06 +0000 UTC View PostNagisa: So. Are you guys ready?
Hera: As ready as I can be, I guess. To be fair, I have been looking forward to this as well.
Marie: Yeah, this show is always a lot of fun. Although I can’t help but be sceptical about why Hiros is already Hera at this point. Like no theatrics, not fanfare… just already girl goddess.
Missiles howled through the air like screaming banshees, trailing fire and smoke across the marble floor of the bank’s twisted main hall.
Joker ducked low, her coat snapping like a whip as the explosion from the last missile tore open the ground behind her. Shards of broken tile scattered like glass rain. She didn’t stop to look behind her.
Another missile. Another dodge.
...
2025-05-08 21:00:05 +0000 UTC View Post— Several minutes earlier —
Makoto opened the safe room door and turned back to the others.
“Alright then. Everyone ready?”
Joker gave a nod and slipped out silently.
Ann followed close behind, cracking her knuckles.
“Let’s go before my butt accidentally opens another door with how wide it’s gotten.”
Makoto rolled her eyes. ...
2025-05-06 21:00:02 +0000 UTC View PostThe hallway was buzzing.
Literally. Loud, high-pitched, relentlessly cheerful buzzing.
“Nope-nope-NOPE! Get away from me!!” Noire shouted, sprinting in boots that were absolutely not designed for high-speed bee-related evasion.
Behind her, fluttering after with a gleeful laugh and the most aggressively oversized wings imaginable, Bee-Girl Neptune zipped along the corridor ...
2025-05-04 21:00:08 +0000 UTC View Post
I might not know much about Azure lane, but god damn Nagisa is rocking that outfit.
Drawn by the amazingly lovely 97Tsukishima
And a special thank you to all the Nagisa's priest patreons that voted for this amazing choice!
It started with a tremor.
Subtle at first, like a breath drawn from deep below the stone.
Ann had only taken a few steps from the group, running her fingers along the sun-warmed edge of a carved mural. She admired how the golden hieroglyphs caught the drifting dust. A sunbeam painted everything in gold. Beautiful, but—
The floor gave way.
“Whoa—!”
Cracked ston...
2025-05-02 21:00:02 +0000 UTC View PostThe sun hung low in the sky, casting long shadows across the school’s practice track. A whistle blew in the distance, followed by the rhythmic pounding of hooves against rubber.
Ben stood near the bleachers with his arms crossed, slouched against the railing like he was trying to physically hold himself upright through sheer will. His shirt was wrinkled, his cap pulled low over his eyes...
2025-04-30 21:00:32 +0000 UTC View PostThis is a 2am Story, that means the quality might not be as high as you are used to from me. Full info about 2am Stories here.
(Includes: Body part expansion, much weirdness, much monstergirlification. You have been warned.)
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The air inside Zack’s room was thick with tension. T...
2025-04-28 21:00:03 +0000 UTC View PostThis is a 2am Story, that means the quality might not be as high as you are used to from me. Full info about 2am Stories here.
(Includes: Powertrip, body part expansion, much weirdness, much monstergirlification, mind control, pretty much every transformation fetish under the sun. Also Futa War...
2025-04-25 22:00:03 +0000 UTC View PostThis is a 2am Story, that means the quality might not be as high as you are used to from me. Full info about 2am Stories here.
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The lobby of Trevor’s Textiles was painfully modern—too clean, too white, like it had been designed by someone who thought "personality" was a liability.<...
2025-04-24 21:00:55 +0000 UTC View PostBrad's Saturday was unfolding with the excitement of a soggy toast. With nothing on the agenda, he flopped onto his gaming chair, armed with just his phone and the determination to do absolutely nothing productive. His room, a cozy cave of geekdom, was plastered with posters of epic fantasy battles, a shelf groaning under the weight of RPG manuals, and, most prominently, a dedicated space overf...
2025-04-22 21:00:02 +0000 UTC View PostThe golden halls of Kaneshiro’s Palace shook with every step of the massive beast behind them.
Ann sprinted ahead, panting. “Why does she have EIGHT torsos now?!”
Yusuke ran beside her, his voice calm but tight. “I believe the proper term is a hydra, and I also believe we are utterly—”
CRASH!
Glass exploded to their right as one of Morgana’s torsos came sla...
2025-04-20 21:00:05 +0000 UTC View PostThe Phantom Thieves ran through the golden corridors of Kaneshiro’s Palace, their footsteps echoing over polished marble floors.
Behind them, the ever-present voice of Kaneshiro blasted through the intercom, taunting them.
“Running again, are you? Poor little thieves, down to five! You’re really bad at keeping your team together. Hah!”
“How’s my lovely Rika doing? Sti...
The Phantom Thieves had been in Kaneshiro’s Palace for too long.
They had fought through endless guards, dodged traps, and outmaneuvered security systems more times than they could count. No matter how far they got, Kaneshiro always seemed one step ahead, tightening security every time they made progress.
Now, gathered inside a Safe Room, the group took a moment to catch their bre...
2025-04-16 21:00:09 +0000 UTC View PostSunlight streamed weakly through the dusty windows of the old library, casting long shadows over rows of forgotten books and relics. Subaru Natsuki wandered among the towering shelves, his footsteps echoing softly in the quiet room of the Roswaal mansion's most hidden wing.
He wasn’t exactly sure what he was looking for, but Beatrice had hinted that a grimoire that could make him much r...
2025-04-14 21:00:08 +0000 UTC View PostAnd you thought summoning yugioh monsters would be a good idea. Oh boy…
This story has quite elaborate formating at times. So I think its better to attach this as a PDF this time.
2025-04-12 21:00:04 +0000 UTC View PostKirito's final strike was a blur of motion, his blade slicing through the air with deadly precision. The boss monster, a towering behemoth of sandstone and ancient curses, roared in defiance one last time before its form began to crumble. In mere moments, it disintegrated into countless particles of light, scattering into the dim air of the temple's final chamber.
As the last echoes of th...
2025-04-10 21:00:07 +0000 UTC View PostScience Design Center, late afternoon. Chihiro is hunched over a computer, typing away. The screen glows softly in the dimly lit room.
Chihiro: (muttering to himself as he codes) It's just... I'm sick of it, you know? Everyone always sees me as this... this delicate little girl.
Alter Ego (from the computer screen, in a soothing tone): But Chihiro, your strength isn't defined by how...
2025-04-08 21:00:02 +0000 UTC View Post