Content written on November 20, 2020 by Erdf330588
Story Title:
Miranda the Stray Cat
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Content Type:
Blackmail/Coercion
2,160 words (~12 minutes reading time)
WARNING- contains some violence and coarse and misogynistic language. Sheriff Jim A week later, Jack took Miranda (wearing Walmart sweats and sandals) to see Sheriff Jim. Jack spoke to Jim prior, and he was interested. “Miss Thompson, I’ve had my eye on the Old Jones Farm for awhile, “he said. “I’ve always known that Bull…
Content written on September 19, 2020 by EllaMennopi
Story Title:
The Healing Power of Magic
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Content Type:
Public Sex, Romance/Friendship, Stripping
4,428 words (~25 minutes reading time)
Chapter 2: The Internist Is In I brushed the sand gently off of Mary’s body and then summoned a surreptitious wind to help me comb the sand from her hair, extracting a shiver of delight from her. We dressed quickly, walked around the house, and got into mi burro, my little beast of burden, a…
Eleanor woke up feeling groggy. She felt like she ought to have a hangover, but it wasn’t quite there. Certainly she remembered going out drinking with Jane, her best friend, the night before. She’d been flirting with the barman at the pub, and Jane had been flirting with the barmaid. Neither of them had been…
All of a sudden there was an almighty noise as all the lights in the room started flashing red. ‘CODE RED CODE RED CODE RED’ The sudden ear splitting noise and flashing lights caused everyone to jump, panic on both sides of the glass divide as the lift doors opened and a dozen people filed…
Chapter 2: Meeting the Fam We arrived at the farm early enough for introductions and chatting, about an hour before dinner. We were greeted first by Kaitlyn’s mother Mary, which she pronounced like there was an extra ‘i’ in there somewhere: “Mayree.” I later learned that she was second-generation Irish, which explained the explosion of…
Chapter 2: We Were Running in the Night My trance-disconnected mind wandered as I stared up at the nearly ideal starscape above, scarcely thinned with light pollution by this small isolated desert town. I was always a solo athletic type, the genetic dice rolling my height to be a bit taller than average. I was…
Further Notes on the Maik-lings by donnylaja In line with our recent discussion, I have tried to find out more, without making direct inquiries. I remind you that I am an engineer and not used to such vague instructions. Also I cannot be involved in intelligence gathering, if that’s what this is. My only concern…
Content written on November 26, 2019 by sbjdaniels
Story Title:
A Day in the Life of a Mailgirl
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Content Type:
Mailgirls
4,391 words (~24 minutes reading time)
From 9:30 to 11:00am I am in constant motion. That’s good. Busy days are always good. The more I’m moving the less time there is to think. I can’t dwell on my situation if I’m trying to calculate the quickest route from Kyle to Workstation 184 and all drops in between. While I’m not thinking,…
Content written on October 27, 2019 by Eoworfindir
Story Title:
The Little Bakery
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Content Type:
Forced Exposure, Only One Naked, Streaking/Exhibitionism
2,470 words (~14 minutes reading time)
Amie followed Dan back down the corridor. She could hear music playing from the room ahead and recognised the track from her dad’s CD collection. Dan pointed out the machinery, deck ovens, revent ovens, roll plant and finally the bread plant which was being worked by a tall balding man Dan introduced as Steve, who…
— The Interview — Emi landed in Hawaii for the first time and enjoyed all of the exotic differences from the Seattle, WA area. After checking into her hotel in Honolulu she decided to go for a walk around the neighborhood. Everything felt somewhat familiar, but also different in many ways. It was humid but…
Story Title:
Jennifer Lawrence: Naked at the Oscars
Chapter:
Content Type:
Games, Bets, Dares, and Agreements, Romance/Friendship
15,165 words (~84 minutes reading time)
I woke up the next morning to the smell of breakfast. Such a comforting way to open my eyes, because I knew Darren was such a good cook. By the time I finished taking a morning piss, Darren was coming into the room with a hearty breakfast to present to me; a cheese omelette…
