Part 1
— I'm ready, — I said, leaning against the kitchen chair, arching my back just to catch my breath. But the voice that escaped my lips was an octave higher than I was used to. Damn it, how annoying.
— Yeah, yeah, I'm almost... — the male voice from across the room sudden...
2025-04-09 06:00:04 +0000 UTC
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Oh, wow! I didn’t expect this kind of reaction to the story (judging by the likes and comments). And it seems like I guessed right this time, because I’ve already started writing the sequel. But I kind of want to mark this post and your response, so I’ve decided to share the first chapter o...
2025-04-08 11:09:45 +0000 UTC
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God, I don't think I've been this wasted since my college days at the University of Michigan, when the guys from Phi Delta Theta and I crammed into the dorm basement and downed two liters of tequila because someone said that if you didn’t, you weren’t a real man.
But yesterday, I had a ...
2025-04-08 06:00:02 +0000 UTC
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Today wasn’t much different from yesterday. Or the day before. Or any other day in this cursed place.
Hands that were once used to a keyboard and a cup of coffee were now kneading dough. I looked at my thin fingers, slightly reddened from the flour and effort, with disgust. Cold flour, sl...
2025-04-07 06:00:04 +0000 UTC
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March 11, 2025. It seemed like a perfectly ordinary day: outside the window was a gray New York, drowning in March dampness, with its eternal hum of cars and wisps of fog clinging to the tops of skyscrapers, while in Liam’s room — cramped, with a worn-out couch and the smell of yesterday’s ...
2025-04-06 06:00:02 +0000 UTC
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2025-04-05 06:00:07 +0000 UTC
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Proudly holding her posture and wearing an impassive smile on her face, Eloisa de Lavua barely tightened the folded fan in her hand, as if it were her only anchor in this sea of faces, conversations, and glances. Her eyes seemed to be focused on the void, but in reality, they were greedily captur...
2025-04-04 06:00:03 +0000 UTC
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Part 1
— What the... — I muttered under my breath, staring at my phone screen.
On the screen, with the phone camera on, there was an image... of a girl. She was looking at the phone as if mimicking me. With my eyes, my facial expression, like she was copying me. A white tank top s...
2025-04-02 06:00:07 +0000 UTC
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— O-oh my Goff, whaff are theffe lipff?! — Crayson mumbled, staring at the mirror with wide, panicked eyes. His nails, seemingly endless, touched his lips—massive, inflated, lifebuoy-like things that swallowed half of the woman’s face staring back at him from the reflection. "Is that... m...
2025-04-01 06:00:04 +0000 UTC
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— Well... Are you just gonna keep staring at my... — Francesco hesitated slightly, realizing how awkward this was about to sound — ...boobs? They’re not even that big, unlike your size...
He abruptly fell silent, realizing that he had just said that about his own tits, comparing the...
2025-03-31 06:00:07 +0000 UTC
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Which transformation option do you like more?
1)
2)
2025-03-30 11:52:45 +0000 UTC
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— Okay, if I win, we’re having a baby this year! — Brian declared confidently, waving a strange device that looked like a hybrid between a roulette wheel and a baby rattle. He had just bought this thing at the souvenir shop of the "haunted mansion" while waiting for the tour to start.
2025-03-30 06:00:07 +0000 UTC
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Part 1
The fluorescent lights flickered slightly, casting a cold, almost sterile glow that made the room feel even more lifeless. Blinking a few times, the girl lying on the hospital bed adjusted a stray lock of her long red hair and took a deep breath.
— You probably feel weird, â€...
2025-03-29 06:00:07 +0000 UTC
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The street looked gray and cheerless. Peeling walls, graffiti on shattered windows, the smell of dampness and gasoline. The asphalt was cracked, with potholes and bumps at every step. And among all this, swaying awkwardly on high heels, walked Brad. Or rather, now the only thing giving him away i...
2025-03-28 06:00:07 +0000 UTC
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— Hey, what the fuck! Give me back my dick, you bitch! — Bill shouted, not believing his own ears as his voice echoed across the rocky slopes of this strange, unfamiliar place.
Bill froze, as if burned. That wasn’t his usual voice. It was ringing, high-pitched, too light, too… femin...
2025-03-27 06:00:04 +0000 UTC
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In a small but bustling café within the office of a large American corporation, the noise was constant: plates clanged, the coffee machine filled the air with steam and the rich aroma of freshly ground beans, employees murmured about work matters, pretending to be fully absorbed in their tasks. ...
2025-03-26 06:00:05 +0000 UTC
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Holding the small vial of purple liquid in his tiny green hands, Robert—once a towering knight—now barely contained his rage. His once-tight
Holding the small vial of purple liquid in his tiny green hands, Robert—once a towering knight—now barely contained his rage. His once-tight c...
2025-03-25 06:00:05 +0000 UTC
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"I'm a Barbie girl, in the Barbie world
Life in plastic, it's fantastic"
– Ugh… what... what the hell…
I slowly opened my eyelids, still buried in the pillow... God, turn off this shit, please... What... what’s that strange smell? It smells like some sickly-sweet crap, l...
2025-03-24 06:00:07 +0000 UTC
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The sunlight reflected off the glass facades of Tokyo’s skyscrapers, filling the streets of the business district with warmth and crystal-clear brightness. Yumi Nakamura—a young HR intern—stood with her hands at her sides and her head slightly bowed, greeting one of her many bosses. After a...
2025-03-23 06:00:10 +0000 UTC
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Part 1
The grand hall of our villa was filled with the warm light of the setting sun, streaming through the tall arched windows. Lavender reflections stretched across the expensive carpets, weaving twilight shades into their patterns, while the crystal chandelier caught the glow, scattering...
2025-03-22 05:12:13 +0000 UTC
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Sitting on a cold rock in the middle of this stupid forest, Charlie was trying to pull himself together. Though it was incredibly hard to do, considering that just an hour ago, he didn’t have this damn long hair, which kept unpleasantly reminding him of what had happened. And the worst part—h...
2025-03-21 06:00:33 +0000 UTC
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Hey everyone!
I won’t beat around the bush and will get straight to the point of this post =D
I’d love to hear from you in the comments about story ideas. I guess this will be something like an "open free commission."
Basically, I’d like to know if you have any story ideas...
2025-03-20 18:01:55 +0000 UTC
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When the succubus Alexandra accidentally ended up in the future, breaking the rules and stepping onto forbidden ground, she couldn’t resist the opportunity and stole those two collars, hiding them away. Now, after enough time had passed, she decided to use her find for fun.
2025-03-20 16:22:48 +0000 UTC
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The warm southern wind gently caressed Chase’s already slightly tanned skin as he lazily ran his hand through the long, curly hair cascading past his waist. Hair. Fuck. He wanted to cut it almost immediately, but he couldn’t even do that. Something inside twisted the moment he brought the sci...
2025-03-20 06:00:05 +0000 UTC
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— Ugh, tight! — Alexandra jerked forward, gripping the back of the chair to keep her balance. A deep sigh escaped her lips as the corset was pulled even tighter. — Not so hard! I can barely breathe!
— Breathing isn’t necessary, Alexandra, — Maria replied with light sarcasm, conf...
2025-03-19 06:00:02 +0000 UTC
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Inspired by: https://www.deviantart.com/cemuur/art/Marriage-Trap-1125134000
The church bells echoed solemnly through the old stone walls of the chapel, filling the space with a grand, almo...
2025-03-18 06:00:03 +0000 UTC
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The hot midday sun reflected off the asphalt, creating a wave of heat that covered the intersection where a heavy bike stood, its engine growling. Leather jacket, worn jeans, fingerless gloves—everything about this man screamed his disdain for the rest of the world. Viktor. Yeah, Viktor had alw...
2025-03-17 06:00:05 +0000 UTC
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The bench was cold, and she could feel it. The skin of her thighs, barely covered by a tight black skirt, was freezing, but that was far from her main problem.
Lora, or rather Max, though what did it matter now, sat there, teeth clenched, fingers gripping her leg. Her new hand—graceful, s...
2025-03-16 06:00:06 +0000 UTC
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Hey everyone!
Some of you may already know this, and some may not. I've had this thought in my head for a while—since the end of last year, to be precise—about wanting to write longer stories and, in a way, step away from the type of content I usually post here. Yeah, I...
2025-03-15 19:31:07 +0000 UTC
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