Meatless"It's not meat you know."
He'd slipped up silently beside me at the meat counter and was pointing to the shrink-wrapped flat of striploin I was holding.
"They print those, from meat flavoured engineered inks, but they're not meat."
As I turned to look at him, he withdrew slightly and glanced furtively around, shrinking into the hooded sweater he was wearing.
"LeGrange and Baxter, those are real meat. Grown in a field, real. Not those ones though, they're all printed."
I put the steak down and looked further down the coolers at the LeGrange display.
"Your jeans too, not cotton. They sell them as cotton, but it's not organically grown cotton, it's engineered. Ever wonder why it itches? You should stick to Levi Strauss and Company, quality clothing for over one hundred and sixty years."
It took a moment to process that the man was just talking about Levi's. I stopped and took a look around. This was the strangest man I'd bumped into at the grocery store in recent memory.
"You're a jean sn
Queen Part 1 Sarah sighed to herself. She sat alone in the empty diner. She should have been happy, it was her 18th birthday and she was officially an adult. But being an orphan, it meant that she had a hard life ahead of her. This was the first morning she could remember that she didn't wake up and eat breakfast in the familiar orphanage kitchen. All she knew was her name was Sarah Candace Love and she didn't know what to do next with her life.
She stood up and brushed the crumbs from her measly breakfast off of her shirt. She was wearing a white short-sleeved V-Neck t-shirt and a pair of blue jeans. She was quite pretty, tan skin with bright green eyes and long chocolate brown hair. She was busty, with breasts a bit too large for her double d bra. Her hips were wide with a nice round butt that looked perfect in her jeans. She had a bit of a paunch in her stomach but it was nearly never noticed with her breasts taking most of the attention.
Two Become One
Please note: This story is inspired by the drawing, "Two Heads Are Better than 1" by AL818, and is included here with the permission of the artist. Thank you, Andrei!
Linda Larson is a brilliant graduate research assistant for a noted medical researcher doing advanced studies in the area of cloning and biomechanics. Doctor Janet Michaels all but considered Linda to be her noted colleague, and planned to make her a partner in her company when their research reached the stage where they could commercialize their work. It was also rumored that they enjoyed a romantic relationship that had started as a deep friendship outside of the lab, but they were very, very careful to keep it all "business" when they were in the laboratory.
One day, there was a terrible accident in their lab, and both women were seriously injured. Dr. Michaels suffered the worst injuries, with
The Encounter at Elsie'sIt's a rough hand at my shoulder and I'm being dragged, thrown really, out the front door.
Right away I recognize her pet. The cloth over his mouth moves, but the blast was too close and I shake my head, pointing to my ear. He understands. He grips my arm with a hand of ice, firm and clinical, doing his job as ordered; and drags me to the side of the establishment with an urgency that has little to do with my preservation. I can't hide my amusement at that fact, dire as our situation may be. Abruptly I am thrown, shoved too hard into the shadows and against the wall, my vertebrae snapping to attention with the impact. Must remember to thank my 'hero' for that one later. He presses a forearm against my chest, leaving it there just an extra moment: stay here.
He disappears. I shudder at the cold as a wave of goose bumps rips over my skin. My eyes dart to and fro, ner
The Line In The Sand
Vegeta was regretting promising to look after Trunks for the day, and he mentally berated himself for not asking his mother-in-law to take over.
Realizing that he couldn't train all day as Bulma would kill him for not taking proper care of his son, Vegeta decided to ask Trunks what he wanted to do, and the demi-saiyan had replied cheerfully that he wanted to go to the cinema.
So Vegeta disappeared to get changed leaving Trunks to bounce around the living room in excitement, yelling out different movies they could watch at the local cinema.
After deliberately taking his time just to wind up Trunks, he emerged from his and Bulma's bedroom, picked up his wallet, grabbed Trunks by the scruff of his neck and left the house.
Trunks calmed down a little when Vegeta let go of him, chuckling when Trunks landed flat on his face and whined about it.
After threatening to take him back, Trunks behaved himself.
The pair walked alongside each other quite happily.
"So, what movie are we going to watch
Mass Effect I was lost without you
Mass Effect: I was lost without you
Mass effect © Bioware
By Danny Buell
A Mass effect 3 fan-fiction
Shepard was standing in a dark forest, his legs frozen, his feet deep in mud, his arms reaching out. As the ashes fell, so did his tears. The land stretching away before him, a white spotlight shinning down below. The screams of so many pouring into his ear. On the other stretch of land, a beautiful Asari with tears pouring down her cheeks. Her form-fitted combat suit accentuated to every curve on her body, his lover Liara T'soni.
" Liara!" He would shout, but she would still cry, admonishing his cries.
"I thought you were dead Shepard It has been two years " Distant whispers echoed. They pierced just more than his heart but everything he stood for. Her image was what kept him from letting Saren finish his mission or let the Collectors allow the Reapers.
Shepard opened his eyes, hearing the voice of Doctor Amanda Kenson over the loudspeaker, blaring into his ear. I