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Just a short little thing. Wrote it in one evening.", "writing": "This story is true.\n\nThe distance between people is merely an illusion. All people are connected intimately to every other person, because every person is fundamentally the same as everyone else. Only superficial differences separate us from each other.\n\nSometimes, beings who realise this fundamental truth are given to… experimentation. Possibly due to boredom.\n\n* * * *\n\nFaux was at home. Not the house he shared with Rei and Paint, no; his true home, hidden even from their magic. The green fox boy surveyed the still lake at the centre of the forested clearing, which reflected the moon hanging statically in the black sky above.\n\nWhen he was here, away from the material world, Faux could actually think clearly. Being around others was fun, of course! But being near so many people so often caused subtle changes in his psyche, as he began to take on aspects of other people. Spend too much around that park, and he became a monster. Spend a lot of time with Gwen and he just became a goofy dork.\n\nHe found he actually liked Gwen, when he thought about it. That had actually surprised him at first – there were few people he truly, objectively cared about. He thought people were cute, of course. Funny. Interesting to talk to. Fun to use as sex toys. But Gwen was… different.\n\nWhat was it about her, exactly? He tried to think. She was a little girl who knew a lot about sex, but he knew plenty of those. She had a big butt and a gloriously fluffy tail, but physical appearances were easy to manipulate. With a snap of his fingers, the dirt and grass in front of him rose up, forming itself into a figure. Rather generic, around his own height.\n\nHe stood up, heading over to it. He headed around the figure, putting a hand against its rear. He moves the hand up to its ‘tailbone’, and pulled away – producing a tail, around a foot long. Stroking along the tail, it suddenly produced fur! Bright green, with a white tip. Bushy, like a fox’s tail.\n\nFaux continued to produce the clone of himself, stepping back to admire it after a while. Now, if it was true that he just liked the way Gwen looked, surely he could simply make this mannequin look like Gwen… He stepped forward, cupping his clone’s behind. It grew in his paws, until it was more than a mere handful. His hands moved back, to widen the hips slightly… and then moved upwards, slightly squeezing the waist inside, trying to match Gwen’s figure from memory.\n\nHe stepped back again, crossing his arms. He walked around his creation, examining it. Her. It was a female him, he supposed. And despite her build almost being a perfect match of Gwen’s… he just didn’t see it. So, maybe it was Gwen’s mind, then?\n\nFaux was about to snap his fingers and disintegrate the mannequin, when he stopped and considered. Nah, no need to get rid of it just yet. He would muse on his feelings for Gwen later. Right now… he had a doll to play with.\n\nWith a little grin of excitement, like a child with a new toy, the fox stepped in close again. Okay, so a build like Gwen’s wasn’t doing it for him… so how to make this thing look sexier? He wrapped his arms around the doll, from behind, cuddling against it. He knew from experience that his fur was soft, after all. He frowned, though, at the lack of warmth.\n\nHe flicked the doll In the side of the head, and it suddenly took a breath. He felt a heartbeat. The eyes blinked, slowly, although they didn’t focus on anything. There, now it was nice and warm and alive.\n\nSo. Sexiness. He thought. Here, in this world, it was hard to actually think about that sort of thing subjectively. His idea of what was sexy wasn’t really fully formed without a world full of perverts to take notes from. Sure, Gwen was sexy… but he wasn’t entirely convinced that was due to the way she looked, now.\n\n“…Jouet,” he muttered to himself. Of course. She would know what was sexy! Or at least, she’d help him remember. Because she was a total pervert. “Jouet. Appear before your master,” he commanded to the empty air.\n\nThere was a soft ‘ping’ in Faux’s head as Jouet responded. And suddenly the entire world exploded.\n\n* * * *\n\nWhen Faux came to, he found a green and white, fuzzy face, with deep red eyes looking down at him. His own face? Although… there was something off about it. It wasn’t exactly like him. It sort of reminded him of Paint, when she took on his form, but it wasn’t quite like that either…\n\nThe face opened its mouth, and a young, feminine voice issued forth. “Umm… are you okay, big brother?”\n\nFaux sat bolt upright. He looked around wildly… but, noticing everything seemed to be okay, he sighed with relief. He got to his feet, the strange girl helping him do so. He peered at her quizzically.\n\nThen he looked down, and gaped. She had… tits. Massive ones. Bigger than her head. She looked approximately his age, and yet she was [i]stacked[/i]. She might have even been bigger than Gwen’s mother, proportionately!\n\nThe girl shied away a bit, trying to cover her breasts with her arms. “Wh-what…?”\n\nFaux continued to stare for a moment, before coming to his senses. He coughed. “I… um. Hello. Little… sister. Sure, let’s go with that.” His mind raced. “So I guess this must be pretty confusing for you, having just been… brought to life, and all. I, uh. I’m not entirely sure how that [i]happened[/i], but…”\n\nThe girl’s eyes narrowed slightly. “…So you’re saying I was an accident?”\n\nFaux’s ears lowered. He nodded once. The girl suddenly surged forward, grabbing Faux in a headlock. He yelped and struggled, while she rubbed her knuckles between his ears. “You shouldn’t say that!” she chastised him. “That’s totally mean! You should be all… all… ‘I’m glad I brought you to life’, like you were with Jouet!”\n\nAll Faux could really focus on was the weight of the girl’s breasts pressing down against his back. But then she mentioned Jouet, and it came to him. “…Oh!” He reached forward, suddenly not seeming to feel the noogies at all. He plunged his arm [i]into[/i] the fox girl, her body seeming to ripple like water. She stopped moving instantly.\n\n“Where… are you… hiding… ah!” He felt what he was looking for. His hand closed around it, and pulled. “Got you!” And out came… the tiny dragonfly girl, Jouet, clutched in Faux’s hand. She looked dizzy. The girl promptly fell over.\n\n“You need to be more careful! Don’t just teleport without looking where you’re going, sheesh. You could intersect with something I didn’t make! That would be bad!” Faux chastised his creation, who looked suitably remorseful for her actions.\n\nThe fox girl continued to lay on the floor. She wasn’t moving. “…Oh. Right. Yeah, that’ll happen,” he said, as he released Jouet – the dragonfly buzzing up into the air and looking down curiously. Faux knelt down beside the unmoving fox girl, poking one of her breasts lightly. “…Yeah, okay. Looks like your essence was the only thing keeping her moving, Jouet… let’s fix that.”\n\nHe raised his hand. This part was always the hardest. Making a lifeless doll breathe and respire and have a heartbeat was child’s play (if the child happened to be Faux). Creating an actual [i]life[/i]? That was hard. Of course, he had an advantage with this one. She’d already been alive, however briefly. He could work with that.\n\nMotes of light began to gather in his palm as his mind reached out. Where was the shape of her life… He found it, and closed his hand on the spark of life from ten seconds ago. He pulled, and the motes of light began to intensify. Before they dissipated, he promptly shoved the glowing ball of life into the green body below him.\n\nShe took a breath, and coughed. She opened one eye, and looked up at the fuzzy face so similar to her own. “…That was mean,” she accused with a huff.\n\nFaux rubbed the side of his head. “…Yeah, sorry. I wasn’t thinking. But! You can’t just keep Jouet, you know. If you want to live you need to have your own life! Not hers.” He crossed his arms, then grinned. “…So. Welcome to real life. Not fake borrowed life. You were still an accident, but… I think you might be the best mistake I’ve ever made. And I’ve made some doozies, let me tell you…”\n\nThe girl continued to pout. “…Your name is Sosie,” Faux declared, after a few moments. “…Want to play videogames?” The girl continued to pout… but couldn’t help but crack into a smile at that suggestion. It seemed so… lame. He just brought a being to life from lifeless base matter, and he just wants to play videogames?\n\n“…Sure, big brother. Let’s go,” she answered, standing up. He helped her.\n\n“Do you, uh, want me to get you a shirt?”\n\n“…Why? You don’t wear a shirt,” Sosie responded, perplexed.\n\n“…Awesome,” Faux responded, as he lead his sister to the house at the edge of the lake.\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "This story is true.

The distance between people is merely an illusion. All people are connected intimately to every other person, because every person is fundamentally the same as everyone else. Only superficial differences separate us from each other.

Sometimes, beings who realise this fundamental truth are given to… experimentation. Possibly due to boredom.

* * * *

Faux was at home. Not the house he shared with Rei and Paint, no; his true home, hidden even from their magic. The green fox boy surveyed the still lake at the centre of the forested clearing, which reflected the moon hanging statically in the black sky above.

When he was here, away from the material world, Faux could actually think clearly. Being around others was fun, of course! But being near so many people so often caused subtle changes in his psyche, as he began to take on aspects of other people. Spend too much around that park, and he became a monster. Spend a lot of time with Gwen and he just became a goofy dork.

He found he actually liked Gwen, when he thought about it. That had actually surprised him at first – there were few people he truly, objectively cared about. He thought people were cute, of course. Funny. Interesting to talk to. Fun to use as sex toys. But Gwen was… different.

What was it about her, exactly? He tried to think. She was a little girl who knew a lot about sex, but he knew plenty of those. She had a big butt and a gloriously fluffy tail, but physical appearances were easy to manipulate. With a snap of his fingers, the dirt and grass in front of him rose up, forming itself into a figure. Rather generic, around his own height.

He stood up, heading over to it. He headed around the figure, putting a hand against its rear. He moves the hand up to its ‘tailbone’, and pulled away – producing a tail, around a foot long. Stroking along the tail, it suddenly produced fur! Bright green, with a white tip. Bushy, like a fox’s tail.

Faux continued to produce the clone of himself, stepping back to admire it after a while. Now, if it was true that he just liked the way Gwen looked, surely he could simply make this mannequin look like Gwen… He stepped forward, cupping his clone’s behind. It grew in his paws, until it was more than a mere handful. His hands moved back, to widen the hips slightly… and then moved upwards, slightly squeezing the waist inside, trying to match Gwen’s figure from memory.

He stepped back again, crossing his arms. He walked around his creation, examining it. Her. It was a female him, he supposed. And despite her build almost being a perfect match of Gwen’s… he just didn’t see it. So, maybe it was Gwen’s mind, then?

Faux was about to snap his fingers and disintegrate the mannequin, when he stopped and considered. Nah, no need to get rid of it just yet. He would muse on his feelings for Gwen later. Right now… he had a doll to play with.

With a little grin of excitement, like a child with a new toy, the fox stepped in close again. Okay, so a build like Gwen’s wasn’t doing it for him… so how to make this thing look sexier? He wrapped his arms around the doll, from behind, cuddling against it. He knew from experience that his fur was soft, after all. He frowned, though, at the lack of warmth.

He flicked the doll In the side of the head, and it suddenly took a breath. He felt a heartbeat. The eyes blinked, slowly, although they didn’t focus on anything. There, now it was nice and warm and alive.

So. Sexiness. He thought. Here, in this world, it was hard to actually think about that sort of thing subjectively. His idea of what was sexy wasn’t really fully formed without a world full of perverts to take notes from. Sure, Gwen was sexy… but he wasn’t entirely convinced that was due to the way she looked, now.

“…Jouet,” he muttered to himself. Of course. She would know what was sexy! Or at least, she’d help him remember. Because she was a total pervert. “Jouet. Appear before your master,” he commanded to the empty air.

There was a soft ‘ping’ in Faux’s head as Jouet responded. And suddenly the entire world exploded.

* * * *

When Faux came to, he found a green and white, fuzzy face, with deep red eyes looking down at him. His own face? Although… there was something off about it. It wasn’t exactly like him. It sort of reminded him of Paint, when she took on his form, but it wasn’t quite like that either…

The face opened its mouth, and a young, feminine voice issued forth. “Umm… are you okay, big brother?”

Faux sat bolt upright. He looked around wildly… but, noticing everything seemed to be okay, he sighed with relief. He got to his feet, the strange girl helping him do so. He peered at her quizzically.

Then he looked down, and gaped. She had… tits. Massive ones. Bigger than her head. She looked approximately his age, and yet she was stacked. She might have even been bigger than Gwen’s mother, proportionately!

The girl shied away a bit, trying to cover her breasts with her arms. “Wh-what…?”

Faux continued to stare for a moment, before coming to his senses. He coughed. “I… um. Hello. Little… sister. Sure, let’s go with that.” His mind raced. “So I guess this must be pretty confusing for you, having just been… brought to life, and all. I, uh. I’m not entirely sure how that happened, but…”

The girl’s eyes narrowed slightly. “…So you’re saying I was an accident?”

Faux’s ears lowered. He nodded once. The girl suddenly surged forward, grabbing Faux in a headlock. He yelped and struggled, while she rubbed her knuckles between his ears. “You shouldn’t say that!” she chastised him. “That’s totally mean! You should be all… all… ‘I’m glad I brought you to life’, like you were with Jouet!”

All Faux could really focus on was the weight of the girl’s breasts pressing down against his back. But then she mentioned Jouet, and it came to him. “…Oh!” He reached forward, suddenly not seeming to feel the noogies at all. He plunged his arm into the fox girl, her body seeming to ripple like water. She stopped moving instantly.

“Where… are you… hiding… ah!” He felt what he was looking for. His hand closed around it, and pulled. “Got you!” And out came… the tiny dragonfly girl, Jouet, clutched in Faux’s hand. She looked dizzy. The girl promptly fell over.

“You need to be more careful! Don’t just teleport without looking where you’re going, sheesh. You could intersect with something I didn’t make! That would be bad!” Faux chastised his creation, who looked suitably remorseful for her actions.

The fox girl continued to lay on the floor. She wasn’t moving. “…Oh. Right. Yeah, that’ll happen,” he said, as he released Jouet – the dragonfly buzzing up into the air and looking down curiously. Faux knelt down beside the unmoving fox girl, poking one of her breasts lightly. “…Yeah, okay. Looks like your essence was the only thing keeping her moving, Jouet… let’s fix that.”

He raised his hand. This part was always the hardest. Making a lifeless doll breathe and respire and have a heartbeat was child’s play (if the child happened to be Faux). Creating an actual life? That was hard. Of course, he had an advantage with this one. She’d already been alive, however briefly. He could work with that.

Motes of light began to gather in his palm as his mind reached out. Where was the shape of her life… He found it, and closed his hand on the spark of life from ten seconds ago. He pulled, and the motes of light began to intensify. Before they dissipated, he promptly shoved the glowing ball of life into the green body below him.

She took a breath, and coughed. She opened one eye, and looked up at the fuzzy face so similar to her own. “…That was mean,” she accused with a huff.

Faux rubbed the side of his head. “…Yeah, sorry. I wasn’t thinking. But! You can’t just keep Jouet, you know. If you want to live you need to have your own life! Not hers.” He crossed his arms, then grinned. “…So. Welcome to real life. Not fake borrowed life. You were still an accident, but… I think you might be the best mistake I’ve ever made. And I’ve made some doozies, let me tell you…”

The girl continued to pout. “…Your name is Sosie,” Faux declared, after a few moments. “…Want to play videogames?” The girl continued to pout… but couldn’t help but crack into a smile at that suggestion. It seemed so… lame. He just brought a being to life from lifeless base matter, and he just wants to play videogames?

“…Sure, big brother. Let’s go,” she answered, standing up. He helped her.

“Do you, uh, want me to get you a shirt?”

“…Why? You don’t wear a shirt,” Sosie responded, perplexed.

“…Awesome,” Faux responded, as he lead his sister to the house at the edge of the lake.
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