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You swat at a mosquito. Damned things are all over the place this year. You hear roaring laughter from the “lion pride” at the cooker. Every year your cousins invite you to this get-together. It felt like the whole city was in attendance. Usually that wouldn’t include you, but you’re always too polite to decline, so you sit somewhere out of the way. This year it was on the screened in porch by the house. The weather was too hot to leave the gentle breeze from the stylish wooden overhead fan. Even as the sun set, the heat hardly abated, and so you relaxed in the patio chair, sipping on whatever non-alcoholic beverage you could find in the coolers. Your phone battery was wearing out from the constant use today, your little escape from the social. The plaything of the moment: virtual ping-pong.

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How about a story about a hyper-sized bully? Doing all kinds of mischief with her power.

Part I

Doug sighed. It was his least-favorite part of the day: opening. He could already see Audrey's car sitting across the street. Well... “car” was a bit of an understatement. It was marked as a squad car, but the thing was practically an armoured personnel carrier. The major difference being an APC usually carries more than one person. He was just glad she didn't fuck with him in the alley again. She was, by every measure, the worst part about working near a precinct, at a coffee shop nonetheless. There were plenty of officers that visited the shop, but they were usually polite. Officer Audrey Gouthoff was the large, overgrown exception. Doug had spent more hours thinking about her — and the problems she caused — than anything else running the coffee shop gave him to think about.

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Ever do anything about to werewolves? For something a tad unique I'm thinking from the perspective of a hunter hearing stories of a huge upright beast eating livestock, before going to look for her.

Prologue

Dear Mother & Father,

I hope this letter finds you well. I have been well in Terrisburg. My apprenticeship with master blacksmith Mandrei has been informative, though more rigorous than I had thought. At Mandrei’s behest, I will be returning home to exchange materials with Mister Hannerhoff at the depot. He will be acquiring my first piece to be sold: a war-hammer! I truly hope he finds no use for it personally. In two weeks’ time, I will be departing with a shipment of specialty ingots for delivery back to Mandrei’s workshop. I look forward to seeing the home again. Is it true that the Tillerman farm was attacked by a wolf pack? My friends have told me that the farm lost a half dozen cows over a night! If that is the case, I hope you are keeping father’s rifle handy during the late hours. I hope the deer haven’t been scared away, or worse, eaten! The daydreams of hunting with father and Joshua have been keeping me company during the hottest hours of my days at the forge.

Yours, Mitri

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As vanilla as it is, I can never find hyper muscle male doming non-hyper female

Part I

The lynx grunted as he pushed the barbell off his chest. Slow day, as has been the usual of late. The gym just hadn’t had the same traffic since the remodel. Just as he was reracking the plates, the door chime went off. He grabbed his towel and hustled off to the front desk to greet the newcomer. Waiting patiently was a good-looking striped cat, waiting for something. “Welcome to Grind, what can I do for you?” he asked.

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2 swolestacks having a good time outgrowing each other. Two girls who are trying to get bigger mainly because they're tired being mocked for being small.

Part I

The door shut quietly. Mary was waiting on the couch. “Hey,” the petite fox chimed over the cop show on the adjacent TV. Leigh dropped her books and her bag and slid down the door, burying her face in her arms. Mary stared in shock as Leigh quietly sobbed. Minutes passed before the squirrel stopped audibly crying. “You good?” Mary asked. “...no.” Leigh quietly whimpered between sniffles.

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Drive Closed (it didn't really work)

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Athlete (male or female, but I'd personally prefer male) acquires and uses experimental bovine growth hormone. Initially they're very successful at adding lots of mass, but later side effects include growing a tail, horns, and cow ears, plus huge genitals (for a guy) and four massive lactating breasts (for a female). In an effort to avoid bad publicity and legal repercussions, the company the hormones were stolen from abducts the victim and forces their transformation to progress in order to serve either as a stud or a milk cow.

Part I

Jake sat, staring at the vials, running over the whole story in his head. All the signs pointed to “bad idea”, but the thought of finally getting the leg up on Kyle and his bitchy girlfriend Sam was so tempting. The quintessential quarterback/cheerleader couple eclipsed him and his own girlfriend, Dana, constantly. Not out of spite, it’s just how popularity worked. Part of it Dana’s family being farmers, and Sam’s being lawyers. Part of it was Kyle’s meteoric rise on the football team, and Jake’s slow burn.

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Part I:

Appointment (0 wks.)

Mike sat in the waiting room. He was happy to have made it on time, despite his GPS’s misdirections. Having seen the building on the website, he was fairly certain it wasn’t in the warehouse district, as his GPS had indicated. He’d been looking forward to this appointment with excitement and anxiety. He made the appointment six months ago, but the waiting list was so long that this was the first opportunity they had to schedule him. DeBrose Medical was an unusual for an independent practice. Dr. DeBrose himself was your standard, young MD. Supporting him was almost a dozen practitioners from across the field, including endocrinologists, dietitians, physical therapists, athletic trainers, exercise physiologists, and even a biochemist or two.

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The following was partly composed by GPT-2 Large, the AI behind AIdungeon2 and Talk to Transformer. It was about a 50/50 split between manual writing and the AI's creation.

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The following was partly composed by GPT-2 Large, the AI behind AIdungeon2 and Talk to Transformer. It was about a 50/50 split between manual writing and the AI's creation.

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