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Celty X Shinra erotic story Anonymous 16/08/19(Fri)06:15 No. 24585 ID: 90eb76 [Reply]

Hello anons, I am here to share an erotic story I am writing. I will do it in pieces, to be presented back to back within the same day. I am a new writer, so I hope that the quality is adequate, and lives up to your expectations as a reader.

Chapter 1:
The sun sets on Ikebukuro, the time is 5:30pm. The sky ignites with a palate of orange, pink, and red shining luminously. The large, towering edifices of the city soften against the natural light. Shinra exits his car in the apartment complex's designated underground parking spot. He wipes a bead of sweat off his forehead and mutters under his breathe with a grimace "I hate last minute plastic surgery jobs, the supplies are too little, and there are always people rushing me through the procedure". The life of an underground doctor, or "mob doctor", is not an easy one. However this doctor soars through the tribulations he faces with a kind of ease that is not oft found. This doctor has something that he wakes up for each morning.

As sure as the sun dawns on a new day, his will and resolve is set ablaze by the flame of love that burns inside him. Since the day he met Celty, he knew what he must do, but any means necessary he will make sure to provide for her and keep her secure. Celty is no maiden though, for she reciprocates this favor with her motorcycle delivery service, whether Shinra would have it or not. Shinra tucks the days payment into his lab coat and exits the car, pausing briefly before locking it. The shiny white coat of paint reflects the industrial lighting of the parking lot. The Mercedes-Benz CLS550 sits with a dignified poise in his designated parking spot, "there are some benefits to being an underground doctor" he thinks to himself.

Shinra's favorite part of the day is in sight, coming home to his Celty-san. He smiles as he picks up pace towards the apartment the two share together on the 13th floor. He smiles in anticipation at Celty's greeting. This is the part of the day he enjoys the most. When returning from a long day of work, Celty always makes sure to prepare something in advanced for his return home, and lends a sympathetic ear towards the day's difficulties. Shinra actually does not mind the difficulties of his work, however he is sure to play them up upon returning home, for he yearns for Celty's maternal affections.


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Anonymous 16/08/19(Fri)08:29 No. 24589 ID: 90eb76

Chapter 1 Cont.:

Celty removes Shinra's underwear impatiently and re-absorbs the shadowy cloth covering his mouth. "Celty, please" he lets out weakly. Tendrils begin to spill out from her body. First wrapping themselves gently around his penis, the sensation makes him feel as if his member is submerged in the softest pool of warm puddy then he has ever felt, he shudders. More tendrils begin to wrap around him, one against his left ear, around the sensitive part where the ear canal opening is found. Another strokes his inner thigh gently. One pats the side of his neck and top of his shoulder. His arms reach out for her embrace. She grabs him roughly and sets his body erect, leaning against hers on top of the soft bed. He pulls against Celty's hips so that they sit pressed up against each other completely parallel. He groans "Celty..." as she holds his back firmly and rubs against him. Her tendrils start to vibrate gently and wrap tighter. His heart skips a beat as her embrace wraps completely around his body. She starts using her bodily extensions to rub his cock and erogenous zones slowly. Two additional tendrils jet out and begin to rub her own pussy as well. "C-Celty, do you feel good?" Shinra asks as he basks in the sensation. He couldn't possible imagine her feeling as good as he does right now. She nods and begins quickening pace, a cloud of shadow entering and exiting her neck in a pulsating fashion.

Celty's pace quickened as her excitement grew. "I-I can't take it anymore Celty, I'm going to come!" Shinra let out abruptly. The sensation of Celty wrapping around him is too much, he can't last very long like this. Celty tightens her grip on Shinra. The force of her grip is moderately painful, her muscles clinch as she finds herself getting closer to release. Shinra lets out a heavy breathe as he reaches climax. The movements of Celty's tendrils stiffen and she rubs against the bottom of his head. He moans as the cum is practically milked from him. Celty's tendrils start rubbing herself frantically, her climax coming to as she feels Shinra's hot semen spill against her stomach. A cloud of shadow bursts outward and fills the room as Celty reaches climax. Shinra leans in and kisses her neck affectionately. Their grasp slowly loosens, leaving Celty laying on the bed limply, her mind swallowed whole by the force of her own orgasmic state.

Shinra smiles at this sight, he can always tell when Celty's heart is in it. Whenever she reaches exhaustion like that, he knows that she found a lot of pleasure in their sex. He sits for a moment just enjoying the sight of her, laying in pleasure with his semen spilled on her little stomach. There is no sight in the world Shinra would rather be gazing upon. Celty sits, covers herself shyly, and grabs her phone "What are you looking at?" she types. "You" Shinra Message too long. Click here to view the full text.


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Anonymous 16/08/19(Fri)08:31 No. 24590 ID: 90eb76

Fin


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Anonymous 16/08/21(Sun)08:41 No. 24624 ID: 0cf92e

Nice tags.




CLUB BANGERS - MDMA shared girlfriend interracial gangbang PB Rider 16/08/18(Thu)10:30 No. 24581 ID: 360b74 [Reply]

Note - I am PB Rider, the author of this story, so don't worry about plagiarism, it's promotion.

ONE

Now this is a quick and dirty story that happens to be true, and I’ve never told it to anyone before, but I thought why not write about it, change the names, and try and sell it for some money, just like this.

It took place a year or two ago, when I was dating this hot little number, Suzy, not marriage material but very fuckable. She had this wild, submissive side – a good Catholic girl who’d discovered sex and found she liked it. When I met her she was already a big fan of Rocco Siffredi, and we used to watch his movies together while fucking. Look him up and you’ll get the picture.

It was from that I knew she was freakier than one dick could satisfy, so I got a rubber cock and stuck that in her ass while banging her pussy, or vice versa, depending on whether I wanted a blow job mid-fuck. This got her hot, and she loved the idea of two or three cocks at once, giving me all the dirty talk on that theme, and I’d call her a slut and a bitch and a whore, and she’d cum harder. She used to get her knees and suck my dick, and I’d tell her if she was good I’d take her to a bar, set her up in a bathroom stall, and have her give blowjobs for $10 a pop, or take her to a frat party and swap her for a bag of weed and some MDMA, and that only made her hotter.

Suzy loved it all, so it’s important you know going in that my girlfriend was a beautiful freak, and it was hard for me to keep up with her desires, so later on, when this seems to get out of hand, just remember that’s how she liked it, and we kept dating for a while after the night I’ll tell you about here, which involves some ecstasy, a club, and a whole lot of bangers.

TWO

Suzy had gotten high many times before, but she’d never taken ecstasy, and wanted to. I was cool with that, because I love drugging and dancing, and I also knew that when we got home she’d be ready to fuck like a demon the rest of the night. I got four baggies of MDMA, and made sure we had enough weed and fresh porn to keep us going through to Sunday afternoon.
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Nikki (Schoolgirl, Slut, domination/submission, looootta nosex) Anonymous 13/11/05(Tue)13:46 No. 20097 ID: c8435a [Reply] [Last 50 posts]

Hey dudes, I wrote this on 4chan while requesting something on /r/. It's written in 4chan style, with the main character as Anon Ymous, but it's basically a Mills & Boone. That means it takes a fucking AGE to get to the juicy bits. If you like nosex give it a go!

It's half finished at the moment, but I haven't stopped at a cliffhanger, there is some resolution.

Tell me what ya think. :)

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Be me in highschool. Tall, awkward, wiry. I was never sure why Nicole sat next to me in business class but I was glad she did. She was a year older than me, and I was considered a gifted child so while I took the advanced courses she took the remedial, that meant we had a lot of classes together.

We became friends, I can't say for sure what we talked about or what we had in common, but we passed notes during quiet time and hung out on morning tea break. Thinking back to those times is like watching a silent film, I can see our lips moving, the motion of her laughing, but I can't hear her voice. Green eyes, freckles, red hair. Her image still flashes in my mind when I masturbate. I can't pinpoint the exact moment when I realised, but at some point in the early 2000's, a teenaged version of me realised that Nicole Fisher was going to be his first.

"Hey, do you wanna have a threesome?" It was probably around when she said that. I remember turning red, dropping my pencil and staring at her like a frightened animal. I don't remember saying anything in response, but she pressed her hand against my shoulder and said, "With me and my boyfriend!"
I shook my head. What was she saying?! She was a year older than me, she said her boyfriend had a huge dick! What if I embarass myself? She's just saying it to make fun of me. Thoughts like these turned over in my head and I kept quiet. I'm not old enough to have sex anyway.

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Anonymous 16/07/30(Sat)22:05 No. 24527 ID: 7e3383

Holy Shit, anon. I idly started reading this right before bed and stayed up half the night reading it. Awesome, if depressing, work.


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Anonymous 16/07/31(Sun)08:15 No. 24529 ID: 33207c

holy fuck, what a read


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Anonymous 16/07/31(Sun)17:34 No. 24531 ID: 33207c

personally didn't like the ending, but a good story nonetheless.




Darkness at the End of the Tunnel (slash, loli & we'll see where Random Evername 13/12/01(Sun)19:37 No. 20360 ID: 0beccd [Reply] [Last 50 posts]

This is my first attempt at starting a story on here. I've tried a few things on Fiction Press, but not quite this depraved. I'm inspired by some of the examples here (especially Roommates), so I thought I would give it a try. I don't pretend this is that good. I'm not even sure that I'm posting this right.

Chapter 1

I turn to move past Hayley McSween in the hallway connecting the kitchen to the dishwasher in the restaurant serving St. Edmund’s Country Club. With a hand on my chest, she lightly pushes me into the door for the stockroom. “Can you close for me tonight? I want to go to the mall with from friends.” Her fingers trace from my chest to my belt buckle suggesting a possible compensation for my sacrifice.

I am Kyler … Kyler Jakubowski. At nineteen years old, I scrape, borrow, and force my way through my sophomore year in bio-premed at Stony Brook University on Long Island. Straight A’s so far – lookin’ good. It may be mercenary, but I will do just about anything to endure this crucible for that glimpse of wealth I see at the other end.

I live in a cramped, non-air-conditioned attic apartment of an ancient home that I rent from some old couple – Mr. and Mrs. Watson. With its back staircase access, I never have to see them, if I don’t want to. They’re okay, though – always waving to me and baking me stuff. Back in the day, the house was an old whaling captain’s home, so I have access to a little glass room above the attic. His wife could watch for his ship to return. No lie – it’s called a belvedere.

My college is on Long Island, but my savings account is strictly Schenectady. It was a lot easier to afford the $300 monthly rent before my roommate, Freddie Steffanaur, was expelled for copying an entire term paper, verbatim, from an internet site – for the third time. What a fuckin’ jackass.

Which is why, when Hailey McSween asks me to close for her at work -- I’m tempted to say, “Yes” without delay. I can use the extra hours, even though I have a shitload of homework – I can fake it through Statistics, but Orgo is getting pretty tough. I’m lying -- even though Hailey’s only sixteen, she is smoking hot with reputation to spare. I’m always happy to do her a favor … just in case it could lead to something.

Ah shit, who am I kidding? That’s just living out one of my masturbation fantasies. With a healthy allowance, she doesn’t need the job, but her parents think it builds character. I’m glad I enjoyed a few seconds of that delirium before answering because she reaches down and traces my stiffness from the outside with just one finger, and it drives me senseless, “I can make it worth your while.”
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Anonymous 15/12/12(Sat)13:42 No. 24032 ID: efe040

I'm bumping this up, JIC. Whilst I'm at it, I hope you're feeling better Random. Are you able to give us an update? We can be patient, but it's nice to know where we're at .


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Anonymous 16/01/03(Sun)07:52 No. 24068 ID: 735cd1

>>23410
Just want to let you know that I'm a fan of both, and I think you're a great writer.


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Anonymous 16/07/25(Mon)04:31 No. 24489 ID: 938ee9

Random Evername - I hope you're getting some respite from your symptoms. Just checking in. I'm surprised more people aren't doing the same - who knows, perhaps they are but just not commenting, as I don't most of the time. On this occasion I thought I'd send a note to you, just in case you look in every now and again.

You mentioned previously that you wanted to concentrate on your novel 'Celia', so 2 questions really:

(1) Is 'Celia' on line and available? Sorry if you've already posted details, but if not do you mind letting us know how/where we can See

(2) Do you have a feeling as to how long we may have to wait to see your continuation of this (excellent) story?




Summer Camp FapArtist 13/10/12(Sat)23:56 No. 19908 ID: 2c8403 [Reply] [First 100 posts] [Last 50 posts]

Alright guys, I'm gonna try to finish this one. Its picked up better than the other two I tried to start writing, but its still going to take me a while to really get it moving. As always, I greatly appreciate feedback. Also, this is just an intro chapter, so there's only some light nudity and brief description, if you want more, let me know what you wanna see and I'll see if it fits.

(Loli, solo, group, mild exhib, etc.)


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LILLY

The bus slowly rolled to a stop as children shuffled and I rushed to the door of the bus. The driver half-heartedly said to wait until the bus came to a complete halt, but the door was open before her sentence was finished. Within seconds, I bolted from the bus to my house, slamming the door shut and dropping my backpack as I ran to my room. Without missing a beat, I began to change into a swimsuit. My blue jeans and bright orange shirt from the day at school were carelessly thrown to the floor, followed by my panties. I threw the closet door open and began digging through my clothes for the right match of top and bottom. After a couple of frantic minutes digging naked through the closet, I matched a white bikini top with red strings to its bottom counterpart (featuring a strawberry on the back.) As soon as I had the bottom on and the top tied, I rushed outside to the swimming pool, diving straight into the deep end and lazily floating to the surface. There's no better way to start my summer vacation.

I had been floating around for nearly half an hour as I enjoyed the cool water on my skin. It had been so hot lately and school only made it worse. For the past nine months, I'd been getting home and going straight to my room for homework and studying. My parents would probably have me doing something boring all summer, but I was going to do my best to enjoy the three months before I had to go back. Last summer I had to take piano lessons and dance classes, which took four days of each week. I couldn't make plans to go anywhere, either, because I couldn't miss any practices or recitals. Luckily, they missed the sign-up dates for piano lessons this year and dance classes would be full soon, too. Of course, that just meant that they had other plans for me; They never missed anything by accident. I grabbed a purple chair float and climbed into it, deciding to soak up some sun and rest. Swimming wore me out so fast, I was almost asleep as soon as I managed to get into the chair without it flipping over.

A while after I fell asleep in the pool, my parents got home. I didn't hear them until they came outside to check on me. They talked to me for a little bit before telling me to get out of the pool and into the shower while they prepared dinner. I managed to float to the steps in the shallow end and, thanks to the warmth of the sun, only have to Message too long. Click here to view the full text.


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Anonymous 16/07/12(Tue)05:12 No. 24427 ID: c7337e

far as i'm concerned this is in the top 6 or 8 stories on this board. if it scrolls off i won't get to read it again.
SOMETIMES op comes back after seeing interest. bump as you will, keep good stories from scrolling off and maybe,just maybe, we'll get another chapter. ignore the fucktard naysayers.


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Anonymous 16/07/22(Fri)23:56 No. 24482 ID: df44d6

>>22038
I guess I might be the youngest person here


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Anonymous 16/07/22(Fri)23:57 No. 24483 ID: df44d6

Awesome




Swap, Set, Match EC 16/07/14(Thu)07:41 No. 24430 ID: 5cd996 [Reply]

Before you read: I'm not sure of the policy on this, so feel free to just enjoy the story and move along...

As an author on Smashwords, I need some help. I'm very critical of my own writing and my greatest desire is to deliver the best end product I can, but I could never bring myself to share my stories outside of the Anonymous venue of the internet. I need an editor but i can only offer free copies of my stories as payment.

The story I'm posting is free and I can post a link to my profile, but I don't want to make it sound like i'm schilling for my paid stories. They're all gender swap. I just want someone other than me to give me critical feedback and/or edit if they enjoy such things. You can criticize this story as well, and it would still be appreciated, I just can't post my paid work here. It feels wrong to ask, but i don't know where else to turn and this site has always been good to me :)

TL;DR - Read the story, if you like it and enjoy it, i can give you more in exchange for criticism and/or editing
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Tags: MF,TG

Swap, Set, Match


I couldn't help grumbling to myself as I turned off the highway in my '98 Civic. The problem that had been gnawing away at my psyche for the last 2 months had now reached a point where inaction was simply impossible. I felt betrayed, angry and very much at my wit’s end. I was going to find out for certain if my wife was cheating on me, whatever that took.
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Anonymous 16/07/15(Fri)20:46 No. 24442 ID: 5cd996

Also the first 20% of every story is available for download for free, so you can see if it's your cup of tea.


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Anonymous 16/07/17(Sun)06:01 No. 24449 ID: 882c1d

hi Emily! loved the story, never actually bothered to read a gender-bender story before. how would I go about getting a free copy of your stories? I'd be thrilled to offer some constructive criticism if you're still looking for a friendly editor


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Anonymous 16/07/17(Sun)17:53 No. 24455 ID: 5cd996

Sure, email me a detailed review and/or edited copy of this story and I'll send you another!




Control (m/f, Underage, Non-Consensual) styxarcher 16/07/15(Fri)07:21 No. 24438 ID: c49a09 [Reply]

The first draft of my first story. Please post constructive criticism.

A fair warning to all readers, this story involves people who are underage, you are under no obligation to read further. As well this is a setup chapter so there is not as much sex as I would like.

My name is James; I am in grade 7 living in a large city in a nice neighborhood. I have dark brown hair and sky blue eyes. I am only 5 feet tall, with a slim build; I don’t exercise much outside gym class. It all started when I was twelve. I woke up one morning and knew something was different. However it was also just another day that I needed to go to school. So after getting dressed I went down stairs for some breakfast, I had the usual, Honey Cheerios, and also as usual I inhaled 2 bowls of it. Saying good bye to my mom and dad I started walking my way to school.

On my way there I stopped as Alora’s house. She’s my best and really only friend I have at school, so I always go out of my way to keep her happy. She has black hair that comes down to her waist and is only four and half feet tall, very brown eyes, and with dusky skin she is one of the many non-white kids we have in our class. She always spends a lot of time on her hair, light makeup, and perfume. She has become more private of late, and I have noticed her boobs are starting to grow; as well she has been having parties at her house since her parents are often at their new cabin.

I knock on her door and smile to myself. She is the bright spot in my morning.

I yell “Time to go. We’re going to be late!”

Finally she opens the door and quickly closes it behind her, but not before I see the mess she left.

“Shut up nob, were not going to be late.” She responds with a mischievous grin.
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Phoenix!!xlZGywLzWw 16/07/17(Sun)05:58 No. 24448 ID: 882c1d

hey styxarcher. decent story, I'd love to help with some constructive criticism. shoot me an email, you can click on the name on this comment




Recommendations Thread Anonymous 16/07/07(Thu)23:44 No. 24415 ID: 98fd99 [Reply]

Because I think we could use one where we share links and summaries to our favorite stories on or off this board.




The Laws of Hospitality Mg, gg, or so it would seem... 12/10/26(Fri)20:17 No. 17526 ID: 5e7fa1 [Reply] [Last 50 posts]

Another Saturday, and my 'guest' was still playing her strange game. Wherever I went, she followed, gaze unwavering. It was a predator's stare, so out of place on that little wisp of a girl, but I was used to it by now, and I barely noticed anymore. It's amazing what you can get used to, given enough time. It had been more than a month since she'd levered herself into my home and life, and she had yet to speak a single word. Having seen what I had, I was inclined to let her keep her silence. Living without conversation was no great burden for me, so I'd eventually managed to regain some sense of normalcy. I gave each task my full attention, pouring my focus into every action. I made a ritual of yet another mundane task as I made us both eggs and french toast, as we ate in silence, as I cleaned up after. I didn't notice at all how my shirt's too-big collar slipped, careless, down one slender, pale shoulder. I didn't watch as she licked daintily at a spot of syrup on her delicate finger, her eyes never leaving me as she slid it between her lips. I pointedly avoided noticing the way a lock of her hair, dark and straight and silky smooth, only slightly mussed despite the night's sleep, fell across her cheek in a way the begged my fingers to brush it back behind her ear. I was so busy not noticing that I damn near missed my mouth with my next bite, and the laughter danced behind those deep dark eyes, so deep you could drown in them, so dark they might as well be black.

I finished quickly, then stood, taking my plate. I could do just as good a job not noticing at the sink as anywhere. I didn't take her plate for the same reason one does not take an antelope from a feeding lion. She'd leave it when she chose, syrup and powdered sugar scattered like blood and offal, but I'd deal with that when the time came.

I spent the morning in the studio, along with my exra shadow. I'd packed up everything but the old Bride of Frankenstein to ship out on Monday. To tell the truth, I didn't really have anything left to do, but it was a grand old poster, and I enjoyed looking at it. Ray had sent it to me faded, folded, and dog-eared, but it had still been a beautiful poster for all that. God knows where he'd found it, but that was his business. I just made her pretty again. She'd fetch $200,000 at the very least, if I didn't miss my guess. The way the market had picked up lately, and with Ray running the auction I wouldn't be surprised at all if she went for double that. I spent an hour or two making a few final touches, but I was mostly running on force of habit. It had been done for a few days now, I just liked looking at it.

On the way out, I passed an empty canvas. That was for my own work. I hadn't done a project of my own in months now. I kept meaning to, but it never seemed like the right time. None of my originals ha Message too long. Click here to view the full text.


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Anonymous 15/11/03(Tue)09:48 No. 23944 ID: 0c67f5

>>23568
praise be to op!
a reply as recent as 5 months ago
sorry to hear about job :(


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Anonymous 16/01/15(Fri)17:28 No. 24081 ID: 8fe410

Will there be life?


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Anonymous 16/07/04(Mon)03:00 No. 24407 ID: e7ac10

>>23568
Uninvited, are you alive, bro?




Has anyone really been far even as decided to use even go want to do look Univited/Uncle+Rick 14/09/01(Mon)10:18 No. 22364 ID: a887c0 [Reply]

If the text had come from anyone except Megan, I would have simply added their name to my kill-list, and gone back to sleep. Instead, I grabbed my phone and gave her a call.

“I'm going to strangle you.” I said, by way of greeting.

“Why? You at work, cuz?” She sounded tipsy, but lucid, which was actually rather good for her. and she seemed to be forcing a playful tone, which meant she was worried. Damnit.

“I just had three twelve hour shifts in a row during finals week, because my boss is a sadistic twat. I had one final yesterday between my second and third shifts, and my last final is coming up in... just under seven hours. I literally just crawled in bed eleven minutes ago. You'd better be dying.”

“Oh, Ethan, I'm ssoo sorry. I'll be fine. Good luck on the final, and stuff.”

I sighed. “Are you somewhere safe?”

“For the moment, yeah. It's alright, we'll find someone to give me a ride.”

Megan wouldn't have called me on a weeknight if she'd had any decent options, and I didn't want to think about what kind of person they'd find willing to give a bunch of drunk junior high girls a ride. I wasn't be able to rest easy until I heard she was somewhere safe anyway, so I resigned myself to the innevitable and said, “Don't bother, just text me the address. I'm on my way.”
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Bkil 15/02/22(Sun)09:49 No. 23309 ID: ddaa83

>>22485
For the high school football story was it a long story called New Friends?


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Anonymous 16/06/15(Wed)18:49 No. 24358 ID: ea95d8

Not my bent but too good of a story to scroll off


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Anonymous 16/06/22(Wed)00:52 No. 24374 ID: 0f9ea3

>>22483
Wow, I remember the loli shape changing alien story. Only vaguely, cause it was nearly a decade ago, I think. And I didn't save it sadly.

It was really good though. Didn't it end with the protagonist morphing alien loli using a thermite bomb to blow up the evil morphing loli alien? Good stuff.




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