A Fictional Story by Anonymous2207. This was my final year of school, and I couldn’t be more excited to head off to college. I was looking forward to being in college next year and going to an Ivy League school. Frankly, it should be a cakewalk. I am head and shoulders above everyone in my class. I am probably more intelligent than all my class combined. Compared to me, they are just a bunch of babbling baboons. Even the teachers
Read moreA Fictional Story by StorieCap. “So… I just have to put my finger in the scanner?” “Yes, sir,” the nurse answered. In the year 2320, the global government is led by an AI. The system determines your life path based on your genetics and accomplishments. At each life milestone, a new part of your path is revealed by the system. At 18, your sexual role is assigned according to this finger scan. You can be between alpha/dominant [Max score of
Read moreA Fictional Story by MinimusPuck. ‘Thou who have been found wanting! Thou who lack that most important of qualities a man must have to call himself a man!’ John couldn’t help but roll his eyes. This was all a bit too much. She’d been droning on like this since the LARP started, and his patience was beginning to wear thin. He’d only agreed to come to this because he wanted a second chance with Luna, the girl down the hall.
Read moreA Fictional Story by Pindickpro. Read Part 1 Here Read Part 2 Here ***** Part 3… Wade sat on the edge of the bed until the voices downstairs softened to murmur, then to silence. The house settled—pipes ticking, wood contracting, the refrigerator humming its single note in the kitchen below. He waited for his father’s heavy footsteps on the stairs, the knock that always came after celebrations, the hand on the shoulder that meant we need to talk man to
Read moreA Fictional Story by Quietoldie. My wife Jane is a stunner. I met her shortly after her first marriage ended. We met at a party at a mutual friend’s house. I was immediately drawn to her beauty and effervescent personality, even though she was sitting very close to another man. They were clearly an item, although neither was wearing a wedding ring. He kept touching her leg as they talked. I was captivated by her looks. She was showing a
Read moreA Fictional Story by Tiny Tommy. DJ was between jobs again and invited himself to stay with his brother Tom and his new wife Sherri for a week or two. He didn’t exactly mention that he was between jobs; they’d figure it out soon enough. “I’m torn, honey. I know we have a Christian duty to help others, particularly our family, but DJ can be lazy and really mean.” “That seems strange. DJ has always been nice to me.” Tom
Read moreA Fictional Story by kleincox. -1- A couple of months ago, my wife invited her sister over one Saturday morning to do some scrapbooking. My wife recommended that I work in the yard so they could have some privacy. Yard work is one of my least favorite ways to spend a Saturday morning, but it did need some attention, and I was not in the mood to deal with my sister-in-law’s criticism. We had never really gotten along, and she
Read moreA Fictional Story by Runtz4. Growing up with sisters, you learn to deal with certain things as a boy. As the most shared space and the one where the most private matters occur, the bathroom creates a significant arena of tension among siblings. You learn to live with hair all over the place, with products crowding the sink. And what seemed like an ever-growing assortment of shampoos, conditioners, and cleansers in the shower. Here’s what I know: girls use a
Read moreA Fictional Story by Gooner25. The morning after Kayla asked me point-blank if I was a virgin, I couldn’t look either of them in the eye. I busied myself with cereal, crunching loud enough to drown out the memory of her words. But my dick twitched under the counter every time I replayed it—the casual way she’d said it, like she already knew the answer. Like she’d already seen enough. Will clapped me on the shoulder again as he passed
Read moreA Fictional Story by Camwhore1. Her name was Tasha, and she knew everything. Not everything in a vague, close-friend way. Everything. She knew about the chastity cage. She knew about the Venus Berlin trip. She knew about the camgirl sessions where I paid women to laugh at my dick on screen. She knew about the locker room incident, the stag party, the nude beaches. She had a folder on her phone labeled “Beta Boy Evidence” that she’d started as a
Read moreA Fictional Story by MinimumSiz3. I need to explain how I ended up standing naked in my friend’s living room. At the same time, two girls laughed at my cock, because the path from normal Saturday night to the most humiliating moment of my life was paved with decisions that all seemed reasonable at the time. — Carl and I had been friends since the start of college. We met in orientation—assigned adjacent seats in some icebreaker seminar, bonded over
Read moreA Fictional Story by Camwhore1. I should start by saying I know how this sounds. I know that what I did was pathetic, invasive, and deeply fucked up. I know that a normal person doesn’t follow another man to his gym, pay for a day pass, and loiter in a locker room just to catch a glimpse of his cock. I know all of that. But normal people don’t have a micropenis. Normal people don’t spend every waking hour of
Read moreA Fictional Story by Whitfrey. Read Part 1 Here. Read Part 2 Here. Read Part 3 Here. **** Part 4… As Sarah was bathing, Whit fumbled in the kitchen trying to find her something to eat. He was able to pull together a nice pasta dish, which he knew she loved, around 4:00 a.m. Sarah summoned him to the bathroom and demanded he dry her from head to toe. Struggling against his new chastity device, he obeyed. He was drying
Read moreA Fictional Story by Betapinky1. I should start with the facts. The physical facts. The ones I can’t change, can’t argue with, can’t explain away. My penis is three and a half inches hard. One and six-tenths inches soft. My testicles are small too—barely there, like two grapes in a thin pouch of skin. When I cum, I don’t shoot. I don’t erupt. I don’t do any of the things you see in porn, any of the things that look
Read moreAn SPH Experience by LetMeEatThat4U. I’ve had a lot of shit jobs. Fast-food, retail, and warehouse shifts that left my back screaming. But none of them ever owned me the way this one did. None of them ever made me feel so completely, perfectly used. Her name was Vanessa. She was in her early forties, with a body that refused to slow down—thick hips, a round ass that strained against her pencil skirts, and a voice that could cut glass.
Read moreBy Storywriter123ME. Read Part 1 Here Read Part 2 Here ***** Part 3… The door to Jonas’s room swung open, and the smell hit them first. It was stifling, almost physical. They had grown used to Jonas’s musk over the last few days, but here, deep in the recesses of his lair-like apartment, their senses were assaulted with a new, more potent strain of his foulness. Old man stench, that wafted palpably in the confined space. Stale sweat, soaked and
Read moreA Fictional Story by MinimusPuck. Read Part 1 Here ***** Part 2… ‘Time for your enema!’ was the last thing he remembered hearing. Well… not the last thing. It was given, and not gently by the Latina nurse who seemed of such a sweet disposition. But like everything here, it was a trap meant to devalue him. After he had been “cleared,” he was sprayed clean with ice cold water from a firehose by the nurse. ‘Where is it now?
Read moreA Fictional Story by milkmandoesthings. Her name was Destiny. I learned that on the first day of freshman orientation when the professor had us go around the room and introduce ourselves—name, major, one fun fact. I said something forgettable—my name, computer science, that I’d seen every MCU movie in theaters. A couple of people chuckled. The guy next to me fist-bumped me for the Marvel thing—standard first-day stuff. Then she stood up. Destiny. Undeclared. Fun fact: she’d been to Comic-Con
Read moreBy Inted404. “So you got into a fight, huh, you rough guy? Let’s see how you’re doing now…” I was sitting on the stretcher, with the doctor in front of me. I wasn’t wearing a shirt or shoes, but I still had my pants on. My mother was sitting behind the doctor. She wore a very short skirt and no stockings. She looked like a typical successful executive, with her hair tied back in a ponytail and a tight white
Read moreBy SunshineLollipop. Rhaenyra’s fingers pressed into Alicent’s arm as they crouched behind the mossy boulder, the early morning dew soaking through their skirts. The lake shimmered under the pale sunlight, but neither woman paid attention to the water—their eyes were fixed on the naked figure standing waist-deep in the shallows. “That’s Devon,” Rhaenyra whispered, her voice trembling with barely contained excitement. “He works at the mill. I’ve been watching him for weeks from my window.” Alicent’s breath caught as Devon
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