Camera of Change: ParenthoodIt was a day of celebration for the Reeds family. Their youngest of two was turning ten. They were notorious for holding big parties where almost every relative would attend, but this year they decided to keep things smaller. The youngest, Hannah, was super excited to finally be turning the age where the double digits begin. So excited that she was prancing around the house and annoying her older brother Ian.Camera of Change: Parenthood by halfpint51
Ian was your typical fifteen year old: hormonal, full of energy, and looking forward to turning sixteen. He had been sitting on the living room couch when his sister jumped over the side and landed next to him. She just squealed that she was finally turning ten and just as quickly jumped up from the couch and ran out of the living room.
“I don’t understand her sometimes, it’s just her turning ten,” he muttered to himself.
“She’s finally in the double digits Ian, let her be excited. It’s her special day after all,” their mother said a
Michelle and Rachel: An Age Swap StoryMichelle Rosen kicked off her heels as she entered her apartment. She was exhausted; she was a writer for a large advertising firm in Chicago but she also knew that she wouldn’t get any rest either. Her sister was already heading her way from the kitchen.
“Hey Michelle; How was your day?” Rachel asked with a great amount of enthusiasm.
“It was fine…just long” Michelle replied with a weary smile “How was yours?”
“Um…okay I guess” Rachel paused and looked down “Can you help me with my homework?”
“Ugh…is it math? You know I suck at math; even 4th grade math” Michelle said as she walked past her little sister and into the kitchen “But yes, you know I’ll help.”
“Thanks” Rachel said back and ran to get her backpack by the front door.
As Michelle pulled a Diet Coke from the fridge she thought “How did I get here? I knew I didn’t want kids and then Mom
The Sorceress, Part 8 - EpilogueWe've finally come to the conclusion of this comic! You can see the final part in my gallery at Eka's Portal. You do not need to be a member to view my work there, but I will again encourage you to become a member. It's a great community for fans of vore!
The Sorceress, Part 8 - Epilogue
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This was an exhausting but rewarding series to work on. I really have to thank the commission client, Krimzon, for making this project possible. It started with his great story idea and continued through with his patience and continued support. As I often say, feedback and comments from the community are always appreciated. If you want to see more work from us in the future, your encouragement makes a huge difference!
The Roadside Motel"Alright, that's it. We're stopping for the night, I can't drive any longer."
"What's a motel even doing out here in the middle of nowhere?"
"Who cares, we're stopping here."
The car pulled over into the motel, parking in front of the building, a large sign declaring it to be the Roadside Motel, as two women got out, one middle aged and one young, the older one named Grace taking a little longer to pull herself out of the passenger's side. She was forty-five and traveling with her twenty-one year old daughter Janet, on their way across the country for their vacation. She was wearing a blue floral dress and had brown hair in a tight bun, while her face was one of someone who was once very pretty, but age had caught up with her and many lines creased her face, while grey streaks ran through her hair.
Her daughter Janet was a college student driving her mother across the country, just finishing an eight hour drive. She was wearing a plain white t-shirt and jeans, and had short brown hair,
Elixir (Age Progression)Anthony was finishing up his shopping at the outdoor market when he saw the new table. He had just finished buying some sweet rolls when the shiny vials caught his eye. A man wearing a black trench coat manned the table, over which a banner hung reading “AP elixir.” Under that, another, small sign read “free samples.” Anthony, always a sucker for anything free, wandered to the man and grabbed one of the vials from the table top.
“AP Elixir, huh?” Anthony asked. “Never heard of it.”
“It’s a new product, that’s why we’re giving away samples as part of this special promotion,” the man replied in a deep, low voice. Anthony detected the trace of a foreign accent but couldn’t place from where the man might have been born. He shrugged, put the flask of swirly, purple liquid into his pocket, and began to walk home.
When he arrived in his apartment, he took out the vial and gave it a second look over. He was abo