Pocket Dimension Novels & Stories

There was an image on the front that looked a bit like a computer mouse, but I knew it wasn't a mouse. I ripped the small packaging open, and it was exactly what I thought. A vibrator. A panty vibrator, to be exact. I looked back at the lace lingerie and realized it had a tiny, hidden pocket made just for the device. I had to hand it to him; he was incredibly meticulous with details and very accurate with the sizing.

She looked like a ghost who’d given up on haunting and decided to walk instead. Aria adjusted the strap on her bag, not because it was slipping, but because she needed to do something with her hands. Zero, her pocket dimension, pulsed at her side like a secret she loved too much. It wasn’t just space. It was hers. It responded to her. Every time she’d opened it earlier to stash more snacks, clothes, seafood, literal boxes of cereal — and baby shoes for some reason — it had felt like Zero was stretching with her, happily expanding to fit whatever she gave it. Like a pet dimension with endless appetite and attitude.

Being inside the pocket dimension was like being inside a smaller version of the real world. Just by standing in place, the lands seemed endless. It had its own sky, its own sun, its own water source and its own stable system of heaven and earth qi circulation. It could even be said that if one has enough resources, he or she could wish to live inside a pocket dimension in isolation, there would be no issues at all. This small world was completely self-sufficient. In fact, the heaven and earth qi inside was much, much stronger than outside. An ordinary cultivator was likely to cultivate twice as fast inside, and if he was suppor

This thing is absolutely priceless, a must for traveling too. Luna didn’t have one, yet she was willing to give it to Alex just like that, which was very generous of her. Alex then inserted his spiritual conscience into the area within the storage purse and realized that it was around ten cubic inches, a rather large space considering it was just a purse. Most were just a few cubic inches after all. If one only had one cubic inch, the owner could only store some important personal items. Surprisingly, a sword and a worn-out talisman were inside.

She held out the pads I had just taken from the shelf. "Thank You!" I want to leave quickly. "Wait, looks like you need some help?" asked the woman, pointing at the object I just took and put back in the basket. This is so embarrassing. I could only look down and try hard to cover my face with the hoodie. I was confused and didn't know how to answer the question. "For daily use, you should choose a smaller size. Usually, this brand is packed with pink packaging. As for night use, you can choose a larger size. You can choose the dark blue packaging."

The zipper slid down smoothly, revealing the evidence of his arousal that strained against the fabric of his boxers. As he freed his cock from its confinement, Astrid's eyes widened in awe, fixated on the tantalizing sight before her. Phoenix's massive member, slightly dark brown in hue, stood proudly, glistening with beads of pre-cum that adorned its pinkish engorged head. Phoenix's cock measured 8.7 inches (22.1 cm) in length and boasted a girth of 6.25 inches (15.88 cm), slightly larger than Dexter's. His shaft's distinct downward curve, at about a 14-degree angle, enhanced its visual appeal.

NATURE: DIMENSIONAL BREACH. "A breach?" A HOLE. APPROXIMATELY FOURTEEN NANOMETERS IN DIAMETER, LOCATED AT THE PRECISE POINT WHERE THE PARTITION INTERFACES WITH THE SOURCE CODE'S FOUNDATIONAL LAYER. THE HOLE WAS CREATED BY THE ORIGINAL ANCHOR'S IMPACT SIXTY-FIVE MILLION YEARS AGO. IT HAS BEEN SLOWLY EXPANDING SINCE THEN. "How slowly?"

"They have been driven into hiding. But that is not what took your daughter. This is something older. Something more deliberate." "What do you mean?" I asked. "There are places between worlds. Pocket dimensions created long ago for various purposes. Some were prisons, some were sanctuaries. Some were simply hiding places for those who wanted to disappear. If someone wanted to hide a child with special powers, that is where they would do it." My heart started pounding. "Can we get to these places?" "With the right knowledge, yes. But it is dangerous. The longer someone stays in a pocket dimension, the more time is distorted. Days

Despite the dim lighting, Amara used a gleaming crystal ball to illuminate their path with a soft glow. Walking through the gorge, Amara collected and stored numerous ores in a small pouch. Adrian could not help his curiosity and finally asked, "Amara, what's in your hand?" Amara shook the pouch and replied, "This? It's a treasure left by my mentor, and it's called the Serendipity Pouch. It's on the same grade as my Thunderblade, but it has no offensive capabilities. It contains a pocket dimension that allows me to store things limitlessly."

, he rolled his eyes indicating another exasperation filled topic of argument. “John”, Yana giggled and he flushed and shrugged. “I can’t help it”, he whined before continuing, “As a kid, he used to double-do everything, half fear kicking in, half aware he’d just spend thirty minutes turning his carefully crafted chaos into actual chaos if he were to look for it, and he always kept the extra in one place, his left-pocket. It was something Theo did for him, when he was four and Theo was eight, Theo designed a small Pocket for him. A Pocket of Space etched into all his clothes. It was never named but everyone has always called it ~Rin’s~ Pocket”, he explained.