Vaporeon's shower diaperThe young and playful vaporeon had just put on a really absorbent and thick diaper in preparation. He absolutely loved the feeling of a big, bulky diaper and now he was going to try something new. "I'm so exited!", he squeed as he stepped over to the shower. "This diaper is going to be sooooooo full and sloshy, it'll be amazing!" He stepped over to the shower and patted his diapered rear, knowing that it was the last time it would be dry. He turned on the water and let the cold water slip into his diaper all around him. "Prepare to be filled up," he whispered as water ran into his diaper.The water from the shower was indeed filling up the vappreon's diaper. He felt it with his paw and moaned from the bliss as the diaper was getting heavier and wetter. He absolutely loved it and really wished that it would never stop. The diaper had gotten really saggy and sloshy when he finally decided to waddle out of the shower.He got out and his diaper was the size of a wet over-inflated beach bal
Don't take her'twas a soft, solemn eveningFelt the aura on my skinKnew something was wrongWhen my sweetheart rushed in.She fell into my armsShaking quite wearilyI pleaded "what's wrong?"She said "the monsters,They chase me!They taunt and torment meAnd won't let me leave,I just wanna be freeOh please - save me!"Then my heart was just brokenI whispered "is it here?"She nodded and pointed;"It's right over there."So I turned aroundThen was taken aback at what I saw,A horrible beastGrey, ghostly and tall.It took some eerie steps forward,"Tap tap tap."Then rushed towards us bothAnd now we're both trapped."Don't take her!" I yelledAnd covered her body.It took hold of me,But it set her free.
Travis."Torn apartRipped to pieces.And the pain is inVarious places.I will watch your entire world crumble."Sincerely, life.
UntitledI...I'm stuck here. I'm trapped here. I don't know what I didTo get here but I just know it's happening. It'sDark; so very dark so that I can't even seeWhere I'm running. I'm being chasedBy these monsters, these demons hidd-En in the dark. I can feel something...Are the walls closing in? I'mSo scared. The tensionIs rising. I'm trying toEscape but I don't knowHow long I have.Somebody helpBefore itsToo late.They're soClose; theyAre here.I wantToEs-CapeBut...It's too late.
Comfort in the stormThere was a stormLingering outsideA vengeful hurricane.A wrathful rage.I held her closeHer scared, weary head restingAgainst the warmth of my arms.Her cries screamed in the silenceHer tears gleamed in the darknessAnd in a faint, frightened whisperShe asked, "when will it end?"But I simplyHad no answer.
A reverse poemI could never understandWhen I'm told these things, it's whatWe must go through. ForWhat?I can't-Make it.I willDon't listenTo them-I am nothing.