A TF/Vore Fanfiction
by Fanfic Fetishist</b>
It had been the perfect plan. Megatron's forces had teamed up with a greedy, ambitious rich man named Shawn Berger, using his resources and some elaborately staged (and poorly acted) scenarios to frame the Autobots. Yet despite how badly these scenes were acted, the gullible human public believed them, and turned against the Autobots. And now, Megatron even was getting the Autobots on trial. Unable to resist, he and his armada had shown up to watch.
I, of course, was a relatively inactive participant, being curled up snugly in Soundwave's chest the whole time, waiting for his orders.
Oh? Forgive me, perhaps I should introduce myself. I am Ravage, Decepticon warrior and one of Soundwave's spy cassettes. My primary function is espionage, although I do enjoy chewing on the occasional Autobot superstructure.
The Book - Part 1
Part 1 "The Question"
A Gargoyles Fanfiction
by Fanfic Fetishist</b>
23rd Police Precinct
Elisa Maza, a beautiful young woman of Sioux and African descent, was totally confused. Many robberies had occured in the past few days, but they were all of food trucks. A convoy carrying several hundred snack cakes had simply vanished, and a transport loaded with several tons of cheese disappeared when a gigantic hole appeared in front of it. She had been assigned to the case and was hating it. She didn't want to be in the station, looking over reports and looking for clues. She wanted to be with Goliath when he woke up. She gave up, finally, and headed out. It was almost night, and Goliath would be looking for her when he woke up. She threw on her jacket and went out to the parking lot, yawning. When she reached her car, something struck her HARD in the back of the head, knocking her out.
When she woke up,
by Fanfic Fetishist
inspired by a pic drawn by CattyN</i></i>
Author's Note: All characters copyright their respective owners, story is copyrighted to ME. Give yourself a cookie if you can guess the other inspiration for this.
A slender, athletic woman strode down the cobblestone road of the quiet, rural little hamlet, wondering how the hell she got there. She wore a white bodysuit with black highlights on the torso and arms, giving the impression of tiger-stripes. Her hood was down, revealing her short, white and black-striped hair, her face adorned with black, tiger-like markings over her feline eyes. Her hands ended in sharp, bladed claws, and there were cloth bandage wrappings around her calves and forearms, similar to the kind martial artists sometimes wear. She also had a soft-furred, n
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