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Becoming His Expensive Plaything (Bonus)

Becoming His Expensive Plaything (12/12)

Samantha giggled as she adjusted the white satin bow in her hair, the soft spring breeze catching the hem of her scandalously tight dress. It hugged her body with obscene intimacy—pure white, ruched in all the right places, sculpted to flaunt every exaggerated curve. The neckline plunged so low her breasts looked moments from bursting free, huge and heavy, jiggling with every tiny movement as if the dress was fighting a losing battle to contain them.

Her makeup was flawless. Thick, sm...

Becoming His Expensive Plaything (11/12)

Samantha sat at her vanity, the soft click of her long acrylic nails tapping against the surface. The salon had done an amazing job—her new set gleamed with muted mauve polish. She leaned in closer to the mirror. Her lips, still flushed and full from the recent injections, shimmered under the soft glow of her ring light. She touched up the gloss with care, making sure every inch of her pout looked irresistibly kissable.

Her brows were already perfect—neatly sculpted with a soft arch...

Becoming His Expensive Plaything (10/12)

Samantha practically lived at Victor’s house now.

She still had her own apartment—technically. But lately, it felt more like a pit stop. A place to shower, change, and reapply her lipstick before heading back to Victor’s. The envelopes had stopped coming a while ago, and she didn’t care. She wasn’t pretending anymore. Being his—serving him, pleasing him—that was the reward now. Most nights, she was at his place, curled up on his couch with her glossy lips wrapped around hi...

Becoming His Expensive Plaything (9/12)

One more time turned into two. Then three. Then too many to count.

Samantha told herself it was just to build some savings. That was all. Just until she didn’t have to think about money anymore. Her eyes flicked to the envelopes on her dresser—neatly stacked, still sealed. She hadn’t opened any of them in awhile. But they were there. Proof, she insisted. Proof this was still about the money.

She pulled on a tight, red bodycon dress—skin-hugging and scandalously short, thre...

Becoming His Expensive Plaything (8/12)

Samantha stared at the open wardrobe, lips parted slightly as her gaze drifted over the rows of delicate, ultra-feminine clothes Victor had filled it with over time. After today, she’d finally have enough to finish paying off her debt. That was the whole point, after all. Just one last visit, and she would go back to being Jacob.

She chose a sheer, rose-tinted bodycon dress—soft mesh that clung to her curves, molding tightly to her hips and waist with every slight shift. The matchin...

Becoming His Expensive Plaything (7/12)

Jacob had started going back to Victor’s place more often than he ever planned. At first, it was just once a week—always for the money, always reminding himself it was temporary. But now… it was hard to say exactly when it had shifted. When the nerves faded into routine. When slipping into high heels stopped being humiliating and started feeling familiar. He found himself showing up every few days, already dressed, already shaved, his lips painted, lashes curled, curls bouncing as he wa...

Becoming His Expensive Plaything (6/11)

Jacob’s heart pounded as he paced in nervous little circles around his bedroom. Victor had been clear—he was expected to arrive fully dressed, makeup done, hair styled. Being turned into a girl by Victor’s hands was embarrassing enough; doing it all himself was another kind of humiliation entirely.

He glanced at the envelope of cash from last time. Still unopened. Still thick. Still more than he made in a month at his old job. The temptation pulled at him harder than his pride cou...

Becoming His Expensive Plaything (5/11)

Jacob sat quietly in the passenger seat, legs crossed at the ankles, trying not to fidget. The smoothness of his thighs under the hem of his pastel-pink dress was impossible to ignore—neither was the way his heels perched his feet up just enough to make every slight movement feel exaggerated, exposed. His heart raced with every mile closer to the mall.

This wasn’t like lunch or the salon. Back then, it had felt contained, almost private. But this was the mall—loud, packed, and ter...

Totally Worth It

“Hey man, I won a new Xbox and was wondering if you wanted it?” Josh perked up immediately, eyes lighting up. “Wait, seriously? Hell yeah, dude!”

Chris just smirked. “Of course, bro. I just need a little favor in return first…”

That was how Josh found himself seated in front of Chris’ sister’s vanity, blinking at his reflection in horror. His lips—plump and glossy. His eyes—framed by thick lashes and shimmering eyeshadow. His cheeks—perfectly contoured to g...

Becoming His Expensive Plaything (4/11)

Jacob stopped going to work. He couldn’t show up looking like this—blonde hair, perfectly arched brows—how the hell was he supposed to explain that? He didn’t even know how to explain it to himself. The idea of facing his coworkers, seeing their reactions, was too much.

It was fine, though. Now that he wasn’t going to work, he could go to Victor’s more often, make money even faster. A few weeks, and this would all be over. His brows would grow back, he’d dye his hair, and ...

Becoming His Expensive Plaything (3/11)

Jacob stood in front of Victor’s door, taking a slow breath, steeling himself for another day. The money was good—really good—but that didn’t make it any easier. Every visit left him walking home with flushed cheeks, hyper-aware of the lingering scent of perfume clinging to his skin, the soreness in his calves from the heels, the memory of Victor’s amused smirks. It was just until the debt was paid. Exhaling quietly, he raised his hand and knocked.

Victor answered within secon...

Becoming His Expensive Plaything (2/11)

Jacob glared at the little white card on his nightstand, its corners slightly curled from the number of times he'd picked it up and put it back down. He had spent weeks searching for another way to make some extra money—anything that didn’t involve Victor—but nothing came close. Next month’s rent was due, his credit card debt was still piling up, and he had no choice.

His fingers trembled as he finally dialed the number.

The moment Victor answered, his voice was smooth, al...

Becoming His Expensive Plaything (1/11)

Jacob’s knee bounced restlessly as he scrolled through job listings on his phone, frustration twisting in his gut. His landlord was breathing down his neck, credit card bills stacked on the kitchen counter, and his paycheck wasn’t even enough to cover rent—let alone the mountain of debt suffocating him. He needed cash fast, or he was screwed.

Then he saw the listing. One-time opportunity, excellent pay, simple task. No details, just an address. It sounded sketchy—too vague, too ...

Airhead Academy Bimbo 101 (5/10)

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Jake had barely even opened his eyes when the girls burst into his room, their excited chatter filling the air as they surrounded him without a second thought. He groaned, trying to bury his face into the pillow, but that didn’t stop Chloe from clapping h...

Frat Boy to Frat Toy

Brad had always thought of himself as the king of the party scene—loud, obnoxious, and completely incapable of taking a hint. The sorority girls had tolerated his wandering hands and crude comments for too long, but when he pushed one of them too far at the latest party, they decided it was time to teach him a lesson he wouldn’t forget.

He woke up with his wrists bound, grogginess fading as he took in the smirking faces around him. The girls stood over him, their expressions full of...

A Useless Star-But a Talented Toy (3/3)

The next morning, Ethan walked into the studio expecting another round of training, but instead, he found himself face-to-face with someone new.

“I’m David. Head of the talent department.” The man leaned against the desk, arms crossed. “I’ll be handling your training personally from now on.”

Ethan’s stomach twisted. He hadn’t realized his training had escalated to the point where the head of the department needed to oversee it. Was that… a good thing?

“Y-...

Skimmed the Profits, Swallowed the Consequences

Steven had always thought of himself as smart—too smart to ever get caught. A hedge fund manager with a client list full of billionaires, he had access to more money than most people could even comprehend. A little skimming here and there? Nothing they’d ever miss. At first, it was just a few minor transactions, small enough to be brushed off as rounding errors. But greed had a way of creeping up on a man, and soon, the amounts weren’t so small anymore.

And then one of his clients...

A Useless Star—But a Talented Toy (2/3)

David had expected him to quit.

The moment Ethan had seen himself in the mirror—his boyish features erased by the expert application of makeup, his hair smoothed and styled to frame his soft, delicate face—he should have stormed out. Any normal guy would have. Instead, he had just swallowed hard, his hands tightening into fists at his sides, and nodded. That had been the first red flag.

But fine. Maybe the initial shock hadn’t been enough. David had to make things harder for...

A Useless Star—But a Talented Toy (1/3)

Ethan had always known he was meant to be a star.

He had the look (more or less), the charisma (or at least, he figured he could develop it), and most importantly—the drive. All he needed was a little coaching. A little polish. Something to help him stand out.

So he’d sent out tons of portfolios. Sure, maybe they had a little bit of AI enhancement, but who wasn’t doing that these days? He just needed to get his foot in the door, and once he did, he’d prove he had what it t...

A Maid’s Duties Go Much Deeper

Zack had been desperate. Bills piling up, rent overdue—he needed cash, fast. So when he saw an online job listing offering an insane amount of money for simple house cleaning, he didn’t hesitate. No references required, no experience necessary, just show up and start working. It sounded too good to be true, but he wasn’t about to question his luck.

The mansion was massive, far beyond anything he could have imagined. He barely had time to take in the luxurious decor before the owne...

Polished, Pretty, and Put in Their Place

Brett swore under his breath, shifting uncomfortably on the barstool as the silky fabric of his borrowed panties clung to his freshly waxed skin. The air felt unnervingly cool against his bare, hairless legs, and the delicate strap of his black patent heels pressed awkwardly over the white socks his girlfriend had insisted he wear. He could feel Mark beside him, equally miserable, tugging at the hem of his way-too-short skirt as he fidgeted anxiously.

"This is insane," Mark hissed under...

Airhead Academy Bimbo 101 (4/10)

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Jake stirred, groggy and disoriented, his body sore from the exhaustion of the previous day. He barely had a chance to blink the sleep from his eyes before the door burst open, laughter spilling into the room as Chloe and the girls sauntered in, looking far...

Not the Threesome He Had in Mind

When Austin first suggested the threesome, he tried to phrase it as something for both of them, something they would enjoy together. But in reality, all he cared about was finally getting to fuck Jenny, Claire’s stunning, model-like best friend. He could already picture that tight little body beneath him, those perfect lips moaning his name. He knew it was risky, knew Claire might slap him for even suggesting it, but it was worth a shot.

What he didn’t expect was for his girlfriend,...

An Anniversary to Remember

Tried something new with this one and wrote it from a first-person perspective. Let me know what you think!

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I should have remembered our anniversary. It’s not like she didn’t remind me—she had, multiple times. But when she walked through the door, expecting something special, all she found was a messy apartment and an empty-handed boyfriend. I saw the look on her face, the way her lips curled into th...

Upcoming Schedule Changes

Hey everyone,

I wanted to share some updates on our posting schedule. After nine months of daily posts and some recent life changes, I'm making a few tweaks that will take effect starting in April.

For the Early Access Cuties tier, I'll now guarantee new captions on Monday, Wednesday, and Saturday. I'll still post regularly on other days, but I can only promise fresh captions on those three days. The Spicy Secrets tier will continue to get its exclusive caption on Friday.

I'...

Sealed in Submission

"You’ll do whatever I want?" she asked, tilting her head, her lips curling into an amused smile.

Her husband, lounging comfortably on the couch, barely looked up from his phone. “Of course,” he said, waving a dismissive hand. “Things have been a little stale, and if you’ve got an idea to spice things up, I’m all in. Whatever makes you happy, babe.”

That was all she needed.

The next evening, he was eagerly awaiting her surprise. When she finally stepped into the...

What Happens After the Final?

Daisy shifted uncomfortably in her seat, her body tense as Steven’s arm draped casually around her waist. The library was quiet at this hour, the low hum of students murmuring over their textbooks barely registering over the sound of her own pulse pounding in her ears. It was almost easy to pretend they were just another couple studying together. Almost.

But Daisy knew better.

How had it come to this?

A few months ago, there had been no Daisy. Just David—a baseball playe...

Dressed to Impress... the Wrong Person (2/2)

Jason sighed in relief as the truck rumbled to a stop outside the party. At least he made it. Now all he had to do was get inside, find Lily, and—

As he stepped out, his heel twisted, sending him stumbling forward. Before he could catch himself, strong arms wrapped around him, pulling him close. He barely had a moment to steady himself before the man’s grip shifted, his arm sliding around Jason’s waist, hand settling firmly on the small of his lower back.

"There we go," the ...

Dressed to Impress... the Wrong Person (1/2)

Jason had always liked Lily. She was gorgeous, funny, and always knew how to get a laugh out of people. So when she started complaining about the upcoming costume party, he was all ears.

"Guys put in zero effort, and girls just go as sexy whatevers," she said, rolling her eyes. "Someone should switch it up—like, imagine if a guy actually showed up as a sexy woman."

She laughed, clearly not expecting anyone to take her seriously. But Jason couldn’t shake the idea. If he did i...