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A normal, unremarkable day in the suburbs of Los Angeles was basically no different from so many others, except for the fact that autumn was

A normal, unremarkable day in the suburbs of Los Angeles was basically no different from so many others, except for the fact that autumn was slowly starting to take hold. Kristina Harrison — or at least that’s what her documents said — clumsily tried to gather her hair into something resembling a hairstyle, but her fingers, those foreign, del...

Lily

— Max, what the hell! Is... is that you?! — Chris muttered nervously, his eyes wide with shock as he stared at the girl standing before him in nothing but translucent blue lingerie, tugging at her hair as if trying to pull it out.

— Goddamn, yes! Of course, it’s me! — Max shrieked, his voice sounding strange, higher and softer than usual. He yanked at his hair again, but it wouldn’t come off, as if it was part of his body. His fingers were trembling, and panic was evident in...

The World’s Cry for Help

— Gadu, Gadu, seren valtire! (God, God, this can't be happening!) — the voice rang out sharply, melodious, with a clear note of panic. But what language was this? It wasn’t English. The guy named Alex... though now, it was clearly a girl... tried to speak again, but all that came out of his... her... mouth was a jumble of strange sounds.

She stood on a hill, the wind brushing pleasantly against her skin, but everything about her body felt foreign and unnatural. Her hair, tied back...

The Heat in Los Angeles

Los Angeles was unbearable. It wrapped around you with scorching air, filled your lungs with the noise of traffic, voices of passersby, flashing advertisements, and endless movement. Sophia Roberts—a name Oliver Freeman was still getting used to—stood on the sidewalk, staring down at the worn-out pavement beneath her feet.

Once again, his gaze landed on his tits. They pushed against the gray top, standing out as if deliberately trying to attract attention. The bra dug into his skin ...

Empathetic Synchronization

"Ugh… I wonder what it’s like to ride on his dick? Is it going to feel like riding a horse or..." thought Marina, feeling a wide smile spread across her face involuntarily, her nipples, pierced, stiffening, as if they were piercing through the thin fabric of her top. She even bit her lip, and her hand twitched, almost waving at him, but then she froze in place.

"Shit! What the hell?! Alex, you’re not in your right mind!" — flashed through Marina's head, but even the inner voice ...

Cool girl friend

*Click

The smartphone camera captured Stacey's embarrassed face on the screen. She checked the photo, quickly deleted it, took another one, but still wasn’t satisfied. Even though her expression was slightly better, something was still off. Her eyes, her lips, her posture—everything felt wrong. She closed her eyes for a moment, sighed, and allowed herself to relax for just a second. Remembering Lisa’s advice, Stacey adjusted her glasses, tilted her head differently, and slightly p...

Hailey and Her Team

Part 1

— Hey, why do you all look so miserable, huh?! — Lily's loud voice rang out too cheerfully, too loudly, especially considering that no one in the group had said a word for the past few minutes. She threw her hands up and smiled, trying to break the oppressive silence. — This is a whole adventure! We finally found a lead, and we’re getting our bodies back!

Silence. No one responded. Only the dry leaves rustled under their feet, and somewhere in the distance, an unkno...

Highway to Hell

The car smelled of cheap air freshener that barely masked the scent of gasoline and damp upholstery. Sitting in the driver’s seat, Bethany stared into the reflection in the tiny visor mirror, her expression a mix of confusion and disgust. A youthful face with heavily lined eyes and fake lashes stared back at her. Green eyeshadow glimmered awkwardly in the dim light coming through the window. Her reddish hair was tied into a neat bun, and a thin gold necklace with tiny hearts on each link gl...

You’re always like this, Tiff

— God, man, don’t look at me like that. You’re fucking huge, — Brian said, looking up at the man who was finishing his cigarette and walked closer, acting like he hadn’t heard his words just a second ago.

The man, tall with rough features and a worn-out t-shirt, flicked his cigarette butt on the ground and crushed it with his boot. His stare was heavy, like he was trying to make sense of whatever bullshit his girlfriend was spouting.

— Tiff, what the hell?! — his voi...

Interrogation

— Move slightly to the left, Miss Thompson. — The officer’s voice was curt and mechanical, as if he’d said the same phrase a hundred times that day.

Lilly stepped to the side, her back brushing against the cold white wall. The air carried a faint scent of cheap air freshener and stale tobacco. Across from her was the lens of an old, battered police camera, and next to it stood a dim light fixture that seemed to make the police station feel even gloomier. Lilly swallowed nervousl...

Girl Talk (Long Read)

Another story that I can add to this collection, which started with the story "Why Am I So Afraid to Say It..."

Link to collection on Patreon here: https://www.patreon.com/collection/815616?view=expanded

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The Newbie Actress

The dressing room reeked of powder, hairspray, and something sweetly tangy — the scent of women's perfume, which he didn’t like but which inevitably surrounded him every evening before the performance. Brandon Marquez sat on a bench by the wall, lazily resting his hands on his knees, watching the hustle and bustle around him with irritation.

"That fucking bitch! No pretty little girl is going to talk to me like that!.." – his thoughts were filled with venom. That new one, Sofia, h...

The Art of Being an Exemplary Wife

Graham Harper blinked, feeling as though the air around him had changed. Instead of the stale smell of his cramped janitor’s office, filled with cheap whiskey and dampness, he suddenly noticed a faint scent of lavender soap and something sweet—perhaps perfume? But what was most confusing was the lightness. His body felt... fragile. Slim fingers with neat nails were resting on a pink notepad.

He raised his gaze and realized he was sitting at a school desk, surrounded by girls in whit...

My Katie

— Oh, Catherine, Catherine, Catherine — Victor Lawrence’s voice rang out loudly in the luxurious room of his country mansion, while Catherine, her hands quietly folded on her lap, sat at the edge of the couch, looking up at him.

— You don’t look happy at all. — Victor stepped forward, closely examining her face. — Isn’t this cause for joy? I’ve restored your documents. You’re officially alive now. Catherine Lawrence. My Katie. I personally handled everything so that ...

Evening Guest

Part 1

I was sitting on the couch, lazily flipping through TV channels. As usual, there was nothing interesting on, but for me, switching channels was a kind of meditation. Ha, maybe. It was Friday evening, and I probably should have gone out for a drink with friends, but—what friends, really, when you’re 37 and you…

DING!

A sudden doorbell chime yanked me out of my apathetic state. I even flinched, dropping the remote to the floor. Who the hell could it be? I wasn’t...

Like in a rabbit hole

The door swung open abruptly, and Steve involuntarily stepped back, staring at the girl standing on the threshold. Her smile shone brightly, as if they were old friends, and her face lit up with such joy that he was momentarily stunned. Her curly hair, slightly tousled, fell over her bare shoulders, a delicate dress with ruffles highlighted her figure, and the expression on her face was indescribably… familiar.

– Hi! – she exclaimed, waving her hand as if she had been expecting hi...

"Sketch": Behind the Mask of Lustful Lola

Just an evening fun inspired by the story Behind the Mask of Lustful Lola: Hard Day.

https://www.patreon.com/posts/behind-mask-of-111203577

Total Recall

The noisy hall of “DreamScape Virtual” was full of people, excited by the prospect of escaping their boring daily lives into worlds created from their dreams. Mike, a 32-year-old from New Jersey, flipped through a brochure, feeling like a kid in a candy store.

On the large screen, the number “143” appeared in bright LED symbols, and a mechanical female voice immediately echoed the number.

— Client number 143, please proceed to your designated room.

Mike stood up fr...

Great power - great consequences

Money-schmoney

At the table adorned with crystal glasses, silverware, and candles, a tense silence hung in the air. Every eye in the room was fixed on Liam—well, rather, on his wife, Emily, in his body—who, seemingly oblivious to the confused stares, was enthusiastically finishing her stumbling speech:

— So, well then, gentlemen, it’s, um… all settled, right? Money-schmoney, we’ll make billions, woo-hoo! — She raised her fist as if to emphasize her words, clearly expecting a reaction, ma...

VR gaming

Stacey froze, feeling the cold of the polished floor beneath her bare feet. Her pink suit, hugging every curve of her body, felt foreign, like a second skin forced upon her. A foreign heart thudded in her chest—rapidly, as though warning of something inevitable drawing near.

"Object: James Richardson. Status: Player. Goal: Intimate interaction," — a holographic window popped up in front of her eyes. Stacey blinked, trying to erase the text, but the letters only pulsed brighter. Matt...

Hinata-chan is so funny (commission)

Part 1

I never liked Japan. No, really. I wouldn’t have come here in my life if it weren’t for Lilian. Oh, Lilian… Lilian Smith, if you only knew how hard it is for me. It’s hard to watch you smile, talk about the guys you meet, and call me your best friend.

“You’re such a good guy, Hunter! I’m so glad to have a friend like you!” you say, and I smile, but inside everything tightens. Yes, my name is Hunter, Hunter Johnson, and I’m your friend. But still, I want to...

7 tips for successfully breaking a bad habit

"Alright, time to end this circus..." — I muttered through clenched teeth, holding the cigarette between my lips. A familiar flick of the lighter — a click, a flash of flame. I took a deep drag, feeling my lungs fill with thick smoke. I knew in my mind that this would be the end. I'd return to my usual body, my jeans and T-shirt, and stop feeling this strange lightness stretched over a woman's skin.

But nothing happened.

Instead of the expected dizziness and the sensation of f...

Sweet Revenge

"Well, fuck, this is what it's come to—taking selfies for my ex’s boyfriend. What the hell am I even doing?" Maxine gritted her teeth mentally but still kept snapping photos with her phone, striking poses in front of the mirror.

The red bra she put on just to piss off Vicky accentuated the breasts she still wasn’t used to living with. These two “gifts of fate” were heavier than they should’ve been, got in the way, bounced with every sudden movement, and were a nightmare to s...

VIP Booth #7

"What's there now? Probably just more spam," – Adriana thought irritably, pulling out her phone from her small purse and plopping down onto the cold leather sofa in the "Eclipse" club's dressing room.

Her impressive breasts once again bumped against her wrist, making her flinch. Those two pieces of silicone she was now forced to carry reminded her that even after a month in this body, she still hadn't gotten used to it.

She casually swiped across the screen and immediately tense...

Leila - part 2

— I’m not fucking Leila! Hey, professor! What the hell?! Get me the fuck out of here! — Trevor screamed, stepping forward. His new hips, round and smooth, wrapped in sheer fabric, swayed from side to side. Along with them, light golden chains jingled around his waist. And the worst part was that there was no sign of the professor. In fact, everything felt way too real, especially the silence that followed Trevor's outburst when the music suddenly stopped.

— What the hell is this...

Together in VR RPG

– Oh, yeah, dude, this is my girl – Malcolm’s loud voice came from right above my ear, making me flinch with another wave of embarrassment, and at the same time, I ended up pressing myself against him even harder, so that my breasts were pressed against his chest. "Fuck, I hate all this! When is this going to end?!" I thought, feeling a smile creep onto my face while a familiar warmth settled in my lower stomach.

– Yeah, she's a hot chick! – the guy standing across from us, we...

Leila - A little bit about the process of creation

Leila

— Are you seriously trying to tell me that all this bullshit is worth a billion?! — Trevor Hale rolled his eyes and leaned back in irritation into the leather chair in the spacious laboratory.

He was used to the world revolving around him. Used to the fact that any problem could be solved with his father’s money. He was 26, and he had everything: expensive cars, a penthouse in Manhattan, designer clothes. The only thing he didn’t have was patience.

In front of him stood a ...

Mental Issues

Brian nervously pressed the camera button, trying to capture the moment before his hands began shaking from excitement. The camera clicked, capturing his new appearance—long, blonde hair neatly braided, large glasses that softened his look, and a face with features he’d once dismissed as "too cute." He stared at himself on the phone screen, unable to believe what he was seeing.

Just yesterday, he’d been an ordinary guy. He remembered laughing with his friends, telling them how he�...