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BFORE YOU POST, KNOW THIS! Cowboy!6UZGZTHCak ## Mod ## 10/06/30(Wed)19:25 No. 8547 [Reply] [First 100 posts] [Last 50 posts] Stickied

ALL REQUESTS FOR STORIES OR STORY CONTENT ARE TO GO IN THIS THREAD! ALL STORY REQUESTS NOT POSTED IN THIS THREAD WILL BE DELETED AND THE POSTER MAY BE BANNED. ALL COMMENTS QUESTIONS, AND OTHER OF THE LIKE ARE TO GO HERE AS WELL! Also, if you don't have constructive comments, keep them to yourself. Or you'll get banned for being an ass. This is not /b/, you have been warned.

Make sure that you check out http://asstr.org or http://storiesonline.net, or any other of the fine erotic literature sites, or GOOGLE IT! THEY MAY HAVE THE STORY ALREADY THERE!…Where ever that may be….Also, any plagiarism will result in a BAN!


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Anonymous 26/02/05(Thu)03:33 No. 28121

Desperately trying to find a story that I swear I read here years ago, but it was about a guy in an apartment who meets twin girls and he begins to basically babysit for them. Fairly quickly, though, he learns they have psychic abilities (one is telepathic, both are empathic to varying degrees) and he starts doing things with them. PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE tell me someone can direct me to it.

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READ BEFORE POSTING! Cowboy!6UZGZTHCak ## Mod ## 10/06/30(Wed)19:11 No. 8546 [Reply] Locked Stickied

This is a thread for ALL AUTHORS and READERS. Though you are not required to, I would recommend that you save your story in a post able form, this is to ensure that your story stays preserved and that if 7chan is to go down AGAIN. Also, if anyone has something available as far as web space for an archive, please e-mail me at 1subject@live.com.
I also recommend to everyone that you visit us at the IRC at irc.7chan.org in /elit/ channel. Research it and please stop in, any questions you have about well, ANYTHING can be answered there. There are many good different types of IRC clients, some can attach right onto your browser. So find one and set it up.
3litchan is gone as far as I know. Don’t asking nothing more, ‘cause on that subject….I don’t know nothing’, I just work here.
Adios,
Cowboy




Mika, Mika Anonymous 19/06/30(Sun)04:34 No. 26107 [Reply] [First 100 posts] [Last 50 posts]

Mg

Inspired/influenced by the biggest masterpiece of our time, "Roommates", is an attempt at the genre of my own (though nowhere as good as Roommates). Takes place in an unnamed Scandinavian country; it's my first story and English isn't my mother language so it's probably pretty stiff.

Day one

Like many other places around the world, Japanese culture had become rather popular in the capital of my country, so a number of years ago, a two-day open-air Japanese culture festival had popped up to be held every spring, in one of the bigger parks close to the center of the city. As a closeted weaboo, it was only natural for me to go there. The first year I went alone, not having any friends at the time also into Japanese stuff. The festival was pretty typical, I assume, with Japanese food stalls, different games for the kids, and performances of martial arts, dances and so on. In contrast to “real” festivals in Japan, however, this was held during the day.

The stalls and performances were okay, but what really caught my surprise - and interest - was all the cosplay taking place, so I spent most of the two days looking at that. It was a real thrill to see my favorite characters being brought to life, but I was too shy to approach any of the cute girls walking around. Talking with someone one-on-one would have been okay, but they were always in groups with their friends, so I didn’t know how to join in, especially just when I was just wearing plain clothes.

So with nothing much happening, I skipped out going for the next couple of years. Entering university, I made a circle of fellow weeaboo friends and one of them suggested that we go to the festival that year. Figuring it would be better to go with someone else than alone, I agreed. Barely anything at the festival had changed, perhaps for some furries having showed up for some reason. After making our round to visit the stalls, we kept our eyes out for any cute girls to chat up. However, even though we could now act as wing-men for each other, we didn’t have much luck in getting to know any of the cosplayers. First of all, most of them seemed to still be teenagers, while we were in our early twenties, and once we did find someone our age, they had obviously gone to the festival to flirt with strangers. It probably didn’t help that we were not cosplaying ourselves, but we thought that that would be overdoing it.

The following year, my friend suggested we go again, and with nothing else to do, I agreed. An extraordinarily warm day for spring, I showed up earlier than planned, and wandered around while waiting for my friend. That’s when I saw her for the first time. In the midst of the sea of middle-aged people studying the exhibit of a Japanese garden, and the cosplayers with their big, complicated costumes, I caught a glimpse of a simple and traditional sailor school uniform. The pureness o Message too long. Click here to view the full text.


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RIP erotic literature 3500 BC - 2024 AD 26/03/29(Sun)21:48 No. 28151

[Notice to new readers: At least the entire first half of this story has later been heavily re-edited, so I suggest you read the updated version on AO3. Link somewhere above]

"Hey! I've got something to show you...! I mean, we've got something to show you!"

Josie looked at me with an eager grin. At first I prepared myself for some kind of joke or lame pun or a prank, but I then noticed that this was one of Josie's rare, genuine smiles that she only made when she actually had something interesting to share with me. I quickly ushered the two girls in through the back door of the apartment, wanting to get them inside to avoid any chance of a neighbor hearing that I was having visits from two young girls. Mika, my beloved 14 year old girlfriend, and her best friend Josie, the little troublemaker.

I gave a nod to Josie to signal that I had heard what she said, and then turned to Mika. She smiled her usual wide, but shy smile up to me, and I put my hands on her hips and pulled her close, like I usually did. Then I bent down, and we kissed. The first kiss of the day was always an incredible event for me, like I couldn't believe that I was making out with a girl this young. But I was. And I didn't care that her 12 year old friend was staring at us, being able to see how I greedily pushed my tongue into my girlfriend's mouth.

We went to my room, where I had prepared a little surprise for my two visitors. But that had to wait, as Josie apparently had a surprise of her own, and I thought that I had better get that out of the way before I put my little plan for today into action. I sat down on my office chair, and looked up at the two girls standing in front of me.

"Well? What is it you've got to show me?"

Mika bit her lip and sheepishly looked down, while a grin spread across Josie's face once more. With a few quick steps, Josie moved herself to stand directly behind Mika. She was almost hidden from my view like this, my girlfriend still being one head taller than Josie. Other than that, these two girls looked very much alike - the same long brown hair, the same thin arms and legs, the same narrow hips. Even their clothes were close to identical; simple t-shirts and tight jeans, with the only difference being Josie sporting navy blue jeans and a grey t-shirt with a graphic print of a cartoon skull overlaid on top of what looked like the milky way, while Mika's clothes were, as always, a pure dark black.

"Look, look!"
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Greatest victim of AI 26/03/29(Sun)21:55 No. 28152

Almost simultaneously, the two girls standing in front of me lifted up the front of their frilly, black dresses. Above the black cotton/elastane fabric of their thigh-high socks, more of their white, bare thighs came into view, followed by white triangles of their underwear. My girlfriend was wearing an innocent pair of white panties adorned with images of little bright yellow lemons, while Josie's were light-grey with black elastic bands around the legs, a lacy waistband, and a little bow on the front.

"God... This is the most embarrassing thing I've done in... Like, several weeks..."

Josie gritted her teeth, looking off to the side while she let me stare at her crotch. Hmm, that wasn't too difficult... I wondered if I could push her a little further. Or a lot further, perhaps.

"Very good. Now, pull down your panties too."

Josie's jaw almost hit the floor.

"What...!? You actually... Wow... You... You...! You weirdo, you sicko, you pervert, you...! You creep! You're the worst! You really think...!?"

I held up a hand, as if to deflect her complaints and silence her, while I quickly tried to think of an excuse.

"This household also has very strict rules about... Uh, body hair. So I need to make sure you are also, um. Following the rules regarding that."
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Humanity had a pretty good run though 26/03/29(Sun)21:59 No. 28153

Goddamn, I was about to act out the perfect fantasy of some rich lord fucking his young maid! I lined myself up with one hand, and used another to pull the fabric of Mika's white panties to the side. With a forcefulness unlike any I had ever used before, I tilted myself forward and then pushed the tip of my erect manhood into the tight hole between the folds of Mika's vagina.

"Aah...!"

My girlfriend cried out, no doubt feeling the initial sting of penetration. She was still young, after all, most would say far too young to take an adult penis such as mine. But I didn't give a shit. I pulled back a centimeter, and then pushed violently forward again. Mika moaned out again, and so did I. Even after fucking her so many times already she was still incredibly tight, and I could feel nothing but warm and wet pressure around my shaft, and an insiatable lust to repeat the motion I had just made.

Within seconds, I was thrusting against her hard and raw, right there on my landlady's couch, my hips jerking violently back and forth while I held tightly onto her with one hand on her hips and another on her shoulder. Josie was probably still watching, and I'm sure she was getting one hell of a show, seeing her best friend dressed up as a french maid, and being made to stand on her hands and knees while I was kneeling behind her, pounding my hips relentlessly against her rear.

"Nmmhh... M-Masterr..."

Mika had lowered her head against a pillow on the sofa, mewling out in a rasped voice. Shit, maybe I was being too rough with her. I could hear that she was feeling pleasure, but her voice was also more strained than usual. After a full year of semi-regular sex, I had developed quite an ear for telling how Mika was feeling when we were doing it. I slowly pulled out, and steered my girlfriend to fall to her side and then rotate to that she was lying on her back. She spread her legs willingly, so I climbed up on top of her and gazed down into her eyes. She had a glassy look on in her eyes, which filled me with relief - above all, she was enjoying it.

"You're doing such a great job, you're such a good maid. Just hold on for a bit longer, alright?"

"Yesh, Masterrr..."
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Hiraeth OP!T1tXaJv9os 19/08/16(Fri)03:09 No. 26149 [Reply] [First 100 posts] [Last 50 posts]

Another story I've been working on, I'm posting it while I deal with writer's block on Roommates. Yes, I have about a dozen different stories, three of them full-length novels, all going at the same time. This is the only one that fits in /elit/ though.

Tags: isekai, medieval fantasy, slavery, bondage, sex, interspecies romance, Stockholm syndrome, medieval economics, politics

The following contains scenes of adult situations and graphic violence not suitable for minors. Reader discretion is advised.

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To say I was someone dissatisfied with life is an understatement. I was never a very happy person. As a child, I had few friends, and most of the ones I did have either moved away at some point, or stabbed me in the back. It still irritates to this day, every time I remember how my 'friend' Jason bragged to me about selling his buddy Ron a damaged copy of Tomb Raider he knew didn't work... and he'd actually sold it to me. He wasn't just an asshole for selling me a game he knew was too scratched up to play, he couldn't tell me and Ron apart from each other. We were interchangeable. I'd thought he was my best friend, and that's how little I meant to him.

High school was a drag. I consistently had the highest grades in my class, all while barely putting any effort in. Between my being a nerd and everyone else being jealous of my grades (seriously, I had a straight A average and the second best kid struggled to maintain a B average. The American education system is a joke. School is nothing but a convenient place to warehouse children while their parents are at work, with the added benefit of being government indoctrination centers. The actual education part is a distant second in terms of priority.), I got picked on a lot. I mean, a LOT. The one and only time some asshole tried to get physical with me, I kicked his ass. I'd been taking karate lessons since grade school, but I didn't even use any of that; I just knocked him to the ground after he hit me, then beat his face in with a rock. I, uh, might have gone a little overboard. To be fair, he started it, and I had YEARS of pent up anger and frustration, and I was well and truly sick of his shit by that point. Once I was done being suspended from school (I honestly think the only reason I wasn't expelled was because I had singlehandedly raised the GPA for the entire class and it made them look good), everyone knew what had happened. So they ignored me. Instead of constantly mocking me, messing with my desk, and basically being jerks, they simply pretended I didn't exist. I was fine with that. I just sat in the back of the class and read science fiction and fantasy novels all day; the teachers didn't care, so long as I kept acing the standardized tests they passed around every month or so like holy writ.

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Anonymous 26/01/12(Mon)23:04 No. 28119

>>28118
I have been coming here for this story for the better part of 6 years. I will not give up hope


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Herman Toothrot 26/02/17(Tue)07:47 No. 28144

>>28119
Same here. These last few years, for this story specifically. I check in every few months. The flame of hope is now just embers, but not yet dead.


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Anonymous 26/03/22(Sun)07:35 No. 28150

>>28102
Based on a quick search, it seems the only remaining archived page related to that thread is https://7chan.org/cake/ on archive.ph from 2019-2020. Only OP's first and last few image posts are visible. Here are the artists and galleries found through reverse image search.

https://www.pixiv.net/artworks/48411841
This is a gallery containing the first image thumbnail. The image is the first uncolored one.

https://danbooru.donmai.us/posts?tags=nanashi_%28nlo%29
The fanart of the VTuber ookami mio was seen in a few thumbnails.

https://www.pixiv.net/artworks/122477993
Unrelated commissioned art of Liska not posted by OP.




Gradual Changes Gal o Phil 25/01/26(Sun)12:30 No. 28045 [Reply]

Chapter 1 - Reminiscence
Codes: Fg, MF, Mg, M+g (implied), inc, pedo, ir, nc, oral

Eva Green was standing right in front of her full length mirror and gazing at the reflection. The white tube top she was wearing hasn’t been worn by her since childhood. That assessment had the eleven-year-old chuckle. Her childhood was no more than two months ago and yet felt like ages had past. The preteen slightly turned to her right and tentative caressed the little bee stings that would one day become her boobs. Though she had to be very deliberate not to touch the inflamed tissue of her nipples. Her teats were still obscenely enlarged by the shots her uncle had injected into them. Not only that but the studs of her piercings also irritated the aureoles of her tits. Looking closely one could clearly see the darker edges of the skin around her nipples against the faded material of her top. Not to mention the visible outline of the golden bars that were helping to keep her teats erect while the stretched fabric did all it was still capable of to squish them into the soft tissue of her chest. She could still remember her eight birthday when her uncle had gifted her that insanely inappropriate piece of garment. For her then it was the best present she had ever gotten. Not only did it made her feel very grown-up when she was wearing it, but she had also possessed something she could tease her mother with. She was constantly told by her that she was not allowed to wear that slutty crop top. But what her mother didn’t know was that she was donning it whenever possible under her regular clothes. Knowing her naughty behavior made her feel very itchy in her special place all the time. Her cunt she corrected herself in her mind as this is the appropriate grown-up way of saying. Uncle Donny had taught her all the proper words for the parts of her body. She could still feel the sting of his hand on her bare ass whenever she used her old baby language. Back then his flat was also the only place where she was allowed to show her beloved tube top freely not only to him but also to the friends he invited regularly. Sometimes they were watching sport together, but most of the time played silly games like Twister or Simon Says. In the end she had to remove it one way or another because she was forced to by the rules of the game, or it got dirty. Even the smallest smudges her uncle could see and always had her machine wash the garment at the highest temperature. Needless to say the cotton fabric was gradually shrinking in size and became threadbare rather quickly. A fact which Eva was now more aware of than ever. She could see some seams to be at the edge of tearing. Also, the ripping sound when she struggled to squeeze her torso in the now much too small garment was not very reassuring. Having become quite shy about her body in the last two years she hadn’t worn the tube top ever since and was also avoiding her uncle whenever possible. Maybe that’s the Message too long. Click here to view the full text.


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Gal o Phil 25/03/01(Sat)17:08 No. 28078

Eva could only remember fragments of her being lifted from the piano and carried into her bedroom. The next thing she knew was when her mother helped her take off the tube top. This she couldn’t forget as it was painful as hell. Then she was suddenly laying in her bed and someone big tried to get comfortable behind her. She could feel a massive drenched cock-head poking her thighs and automatically opened up slightly to let it slip through her own wet folds. Then she was hugged from behind and two unfamiliar black hands cupped her tits. A sudden realization kicked in. There was a stranger in her bed, and he pressed his naked and sweaty body against her own. Why was she so exhausted? Even her mothers lovingly smile could not ease her dread.
“Good night, sweetie.”
After that she switched off the light and closed the door. Bathed in eternal darkness Eva could hear the breathing of her tormentor right behind her head. As frightening as it was the dreadful sound had a somewhat soothing rhythm to it and after a minute it lulled her into a deep dreamless sleep.


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Gal o Phil 25/03/01(Sat)17:09 No. 28079

"That's all Folks"
(For chapter 1 at least)


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Gal o Phil 26/03/21(Sat)18:36 No. 28149

>>28079
This story is being continued over at AO3
See you there if you want know what's going to happen to Eva Green after her black initiation.




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Story from 10+ years ago Anonymous 21/02/19(Fri)04:37 No. 27194 [Reply]

Hi, does anyone remember the story where this teenage girl sunbathing or something and the neighbor's dog goes in on her. and she ends up being spotted by the neighbor's kid which causes her to be blackmailed.


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Anonymous 26/03/04(Wed)23:13 No. 28145

>>27195
link does not work, can you repost it?




AnonyMPC's Phil Phantom Tributes (usually Mg+, lots of inc, extreme) AnonyMPC 16/08/04(Thu)01:19 No. 24543 [Reply] [First 100 posts] [Last 50 posts]

Since these are usually shorter and with less of an audience than my regular works, and threads on this board last long periods of time, from now on rather than posting them in individual threads, I'll post all my Phil Phantom Tributes in this thread, sort of like Nicholas Fellheimer's thread.

For my past tributes, or for my other work in general, you can always check out http://www.asstr.org/~AnonyMPC/

PP tributes are my attempt to honor the style of a bygone and extremely prolific author of smut fiction, and also play with plots and themes that I don't think can support and in-depth character examination. They're usually quick, vulgar, unrealistic, and, I hope, fun for some of you.

Next post I'll start with the most recent one.


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The Final (Magic) Word AnonyMPC 26/02/08(Sun)16:20 No. 28141

But, hey, now that you’re here, you might as well stay long enough to find out. I think Heather’s got some free rooms. Not free as in beer, I mean, but there’s usually a few extra now that she started renting out her daughter’s old rooms. No, not like that, or at least it doesn’t have to be like that… now they usually stay in one big bedroom together, which is up for renting as well but I’m pretty sure that’s already booked up and probably out of your price range if you came here accidentally and didn’t budget for it. However, if you just need a single bed for the night, with no guests, her rates are pretty reasonable... just watch out for her blackmail traps. If you stay a while, you can look around our town for yourself, make up your own mind about us. It’s not all debauchery.

Really, when you get right down to it, aside from a few twists, our town’s a normal town, and if you’re not into kinky stuff, there are plenty of small town things to enjoy. We still have hay rides and watch cherry blossoms bloom in spring and we have one of our pie-eating contests coming up in a few days. Okay, I suppose our pie-eating contests have changed a lot since the magic words started, and aren’t really a good example of non-kinky activities. They usual share space with the load-swallowing contests. The rules are normally the same in each, although this time around we’re doing a variation on the pie-eating, where we favor quality over quantity and have our Bellringer Kennedy judge entrants on skill, enthusiasm, and endurance. The competitions aren’t open to tourists, but you can watch. I will be, because my fiancee is competing in the minors bracket… and no, I’m not jealous, it’s going to be an open marriage anyway--on Tina’s end at least--and she’s been practicing her heart out after school for weeks, so I’m rooting for her. Her only weak spot is endurance… contestants are allowed to take just one breath before they start and her little lungs just can’t hold much. Still, her confidence is adorable… she even thinks she might make Kennedy cum, a feat that’s still not been achieved by anybody. The closest was when...

Sorry I have been going on a bit. Here I am, just talking your ear off. It’s because of that traffic camera. I’m hashtagged right now, if you haven’t guessed. Cookie spotted you from the diner window, thought it’d be funny if she walked me over here on her break so I could greet you, give you the lowdown, and watch all your reactions to all this. That is, if you haven’t come here specifically because you’ve heard stories. If you have, you’re pretty good at pretending, and that’ll serve you well.

And no, even though I’m hashtagged, I’m not going to tell you any of the magic words myself. I don’t think it’d make a good show, and I can keep a secret. Besides, I’ve given you enough clues to find them out without me. Our town might not be th Message too long. Click here to view the full text.


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Anonymous 26/02/15(Sun)03:12 No. 28142

Return of the king! This new story is the best you've written in a while (in my opinion anyway).

And yeah I definitely love this "genre" of story you dub phantom towns. My personal headcanon is that there is an incubus wandering around, having done just about every indecent act possible himself at this point he's more interested in seeing the degeneracies people get up to if he just lend them a bit of his power, and then he just observes unseen and absorb the sexual energy released from that.

I've considered writing a story like that myself about a guy that's given the power that everything he says is perceived as true and reasonable if he just gives a confident explanation, so like he'll knock on a family's door and say he's from the government doing a health inspection of their kids by seeing if they can get pregnant (and of course it is only reasonable to have the parents assist in the health inspection in whichever way he sees fit) or he acts as a school teacher where sexual services can be used as punishment or reward as he sees fit, doing conflict resolution by having the bully fuck his victim and so on. It seems like it has potential but I haven't had the motivation to write it out fully.

And yeah I get it can be demotivating to see the lack of response here, but I can assure you that you are still remembered here. I don't check this board very often because there isn't that much activity, but when ASSTR was dying I did my best to save the best stories I kept returning to from people like you, phil phantom, nicholas fellheimer, frank mccoy and puppyloverdawn.

So you are most definitely remembered, but the fall of ASSTR really messed with the ability to find these stories, find new ones or have a community about it. I appreciate that you have migrated to AO3 so we still have a way to find you, but it's going to take a while for me to get accostumed to that site.

Anyway, great story, good to see you're still active, and keep your motivation up, because you're one of the few remaining sources of this type of smut that really gets me going.


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Anonymous 26/02/15(Sun)03:21 No. 28143

>>28142
Also, I like the addition of the government characters. It helps with the suspension of disbelief that the government is aware of these places and are helping things to go more smoothly in keeping these things isolated. They don't necessarily have to be mentioned in every story going forward, but it helps to know that there is a "system" for it.




Not The Best Catholic This Christmas by AnonyMPC(Mf, inc, cheat, Christmas AnonyMPC 22/12/11(Sun)12:22 No. 27737 [Reply]

Fairly simple story I wrote most of earlier in the year and managed to finish up in time for Christmas.

My complete stories can be found at https://anonympc.asslr.org/ now, since ASSTR's still down.

Disclaimer: While the main character of the story (and his family) are Catholic, I am not. I tried to portray the observances relatively accurately and with respect (the poor decisions engaged in are on the individual characters). Still, as an outsider (and one influenced by pop culture depictions over the course of a lifetime) at some point there's decent odds that I inaccurately portrayed either Catholic doctrine as it's taught, or how people generally practice. So if you think I got something wrong... well, I actually didn't, because I'm the author and have the luxury of saying that this takes place in a parallel universe where my version is accurate. So there. But still, apologies in advance for any perceived flubs (and, as my 7chan posts I often treat as sort of a beta-round before the official version of the story is posted, if you spot anything I can quickly fix without requiring dramatic rewrites, please point it out).

Not The Best Catholic This Christmas by AnonyMPC (Mf, inc, cheat, Christmas, some implied others)

"You're wearing THAT to Mass?" my wife asked.

I looked down at myself, as though just realizing that I was wearing a long T-shirt and cargo-shorts that went down to my knees. Which I was, but mostly I was trying to figure out if it could somehow get me out of this. "What's wrong with it?"

"Very funny. Go. There's still time to change."

So I did. She was my wife, and this was Church, and no matter what had happened, I didn't think I could or even should get out of it.
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Anonymous 22/12/15(Thu)18:51 No. 27751

second the comment above. this was a fun one, Anony!


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Shadow 22/12/19(Mon)02:07 No. 27752

I like how we got to see the depths of this little web of depravity unfold in the back half of the story. Makes me wish we could see what happened with Helen/Tina and Noah/Sarah, as well as the events after this story. Also like how he actually managed to pull out in time(?), trying to do the right thing, but not soon enough to know if he was successful (which basically sums up the entire story).

Hope it doesn't take another 10 months to hear from you again, but whether or not it does, take care and thanks for the Christmas present!


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Anonymous 26/01/11(Sun)16:24 No. 28117

This one is really great, as was the Barbados one. Have you considered an Easter follow-up? I’d imagine Will would find Mary irresistible in a sundress. And there’s all the other characters we have yet to fully get to know… Just a thought! Hope you’re well and writing!




The Greenvale Fraternity Jacqueline Madison Gibson (Jax) 14/11/21(Fri)13:16 No. 22839 [Reply]

Over the past 3 years my life has changed completely. I was down on my luck and had almost lost everything.
I will soon be 40 years old. They say life begins at 40 but my new life began 3 years ago when I was 37.

My name is Jacqueline Madison Gibson or Jax for short, I was raised in a loving family with my older sister Vanessa. My parents have both now passed away but I have always kept in touch with my sister.

I fell in love with a guy when I was 25 years old and we were together for 12 years, we got engaged but never got married. We split up after I found out that he had been having affairs with other women, he left me for a 26 year old who he had been seeing from work.
He also left me in debt and I had to sell our house and my car and other things to cover it.

So at 37 and with nowhere else to go I moved to live with my sister.
Vanessa (Van for short) is 3 years my senior, we are very similar in looks, both of us are about 5 feet 5 inches tall we both have dark brown hair that some times looks black and we both share the same deep brown eye color. We both take after our mother and neither of us has ever been slim, but we are not fat either, we call ourselves curvy lol. At the time I was just over 200 pounds and had been on a diet for what seemed like forever.

Vanessa is married to a really smart guy called Rod who works in scientific research and they have a son Peter (Pete) who is now 15 years old. They own a really nice house just outside of a small town in a nice quiet area.

Moving in wasn’t a problem as their house had a guest room with adjoining bath above the garage, I even had another small room in which I could store what was left of my stuff.

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nice qbit 21/01/11(Mon)11:45 No. 27127

read this six times now, :)


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scoop 22/02/02(Wed)14:08 No. 27537

please tell me there is a second part to this


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vulcan 25/12/25(Thu)10:58 No. 28115

love this





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