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Tokens: The Growth Spurt By Morpheus Kara scowled as she looked over the park where her annual family gathering was being held, wishing that she could have come up with an excuse to avoid the whole thing. She’d been dreading this reunion, though family obligations demanded she come anyway. It wasn’t that Kara hated her family and wanted to avoid them. The truth was, she loved her family and enjoyed spending time with most of them. Most. There was, of course, one notable exception. “I don’t see Nicole,” Karma thought aloud, relieved to see that her cousin wasn’t there yet. Kara took another look at her surroundings, approving of the location. This park was large enough to easily host her entire family…along with a few other families. Most of her relatives were gathered around a couple picnic tables that they’d claimed, though others were taking advantage of other opportunities. A couple of the adults were trying to get a volleyball game going while the kids were playing tag

(transformation, evolution, FMG, intelligence gain, anthro, muscle growth,...) Previous chapter Like any good scientist, Emily loved to observe. And watching Miranda, her new test subject, interact with the world following her recent experiment should have been exciting. But her instincts warned her off. Miranda, even now that she had become a theoretically superior being, remained sadly disappointing and ridiculous. Everything she had undertaken then, Emily had anticipated, planned and calculated. Firstly, and this was obvious, a metamorphosis such as Miranda had undergone could only result in almost immediate psychological changes. The young woman's ambition had exploded along with her intellectual curiosity. As the school's alpha bitch, she'd already tasted power, and now that she had the chance to get a thousand times more of it, she wasn't going to deny herself. Emily had speculated, and she was right, that her physical and neural evolution would make the blonde calmer

Contains: Not a story! This is a writing guide with tips, tricks, and strategies on how to write fetish fiction for those who might be interested. This is part one of four. ~~~ PART ONE: Getting Started Writing fetish fiction here on DeviantArt is a hobby that has brought me a lot of enjoyment, but it is also an experience that came with its fair share of mistakes on my part, lessons gradually learned, and strategies developed. I decided to write the following guide to help newcomers who might like to try their hand at this genre. Please note that I am still learning and (hopefully) getting a little better over time myself, so this is not a master’s take on the craft or anything of that sort, but just some lessons this writer learned through the school of hard knocks… and I thought perhaps I could save someone else a knock or two! This was originally going to be a big, single guide, but it soon grew to such a large size that I thought it would be more digestible and fun to read

(Earlier that evening) Skara is walking through the town while holding a crow in one hand “Yes, Mom I’ll be careful.” Said Skara talking to her mother “Don’t worry, I’ll be home soon. I’m just going to drop by the Bard shop to get myself a new instrument. Okay, bye.” She hung up as the crow then flies away. “Sigh, what a day. Glad it’s almost over." It's been a long day, as earlier that day Boscha decided to run several tests on the potion's effects. Using their two friends Amelia and Cat to be test subjects. Turned both of them into musclebound Amazons. As much she hate the idea, she can't argue that both of them looked really, really good with muscles. Picturing them in her head as they just showing off their new muscles, Skara shakes her head to those thoughts away "Anyway, wonder what’s Boscha’s plan for that potion of hers? If she’s planning to show it for her presentation.” Skara then pictures Boscha in her class pulling the sheet to release the red fumes. Soon after, Boscha