Part 1: https://www.patreon.com/posts/pretty-face-109282365 (or https://www.patreon.com/posts/pretty-face-with-109281846)
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Margarita sat at the table, her eyes glazed over as she watched Derek step onto the stage, accepting yet another award with that smug, self-satisfied grin she had g...
2024-08-21 06:00:02 +0000 UTC
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Part 2, 3: https://www.patreon.com/posts/irony-of-fate-2-110378913
Part 6: Coming Soon! (In Progress)
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Part 4
"I...I just... need...some... space...," her voice sounded pitiful even to her own ears. But she knew she needed some time to calm down and to figure out her plan. "Damn dress!" she growled angrily as she pulled it off of herself with difficulty, not caring if she...
2024-08-20 12:01:36 +0000 UTC
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Pouring the ale from the heavy jug, Eleanor's hands shook slightly from its weight as if it was something heavy, trying to ignore her tight, painful bodice. Hoping that her long hair wouldn't fall on her husband, she carefully moved her head to the left so that her hair could fall on her back instead.
She hated everything about being a medieval woman: wearing uncomfortable dresses, long hair constantly annoying her, being a housewife serving her husband, having a ridiculous body of a w...
2024-08-20 06:00:05 +0000 UTC
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Part 1: https://www.patreon.com/posts/irony-of-fate-110344176
Part 4, 5: https://www.patreon.com/posts/irony-of-fate-4-110446689
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Part 2
Emily fumbled with the strap of her purse as she stood outside the office, mumbling under her breath. "Damn, I need a cigarette! This fucking b...
2024-08-19 10:47:30 +0000 UTC
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"You know, when I was a kid-" the professor chuckled awkwardly while driving the car down the bumpy road through the rain-soaked jungle.
"Dad! Please!" Izzy moaned loudly with a teenager's insolence, rolling her eyes and leaning back in her seat. She crossed her arms tightly and looked out the window of the jeep as it roared slowly through the foliage. "When are we finally going to get to this stupid place anyway?" she complained again.
"Language, sweetie," her mother interjected,...
2024-08-19 06:00:04 +0000 UTC
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Part 2, 3: https://www.patreon.com/posts/irony-of-fate-2-110378913
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Honestly, I don't know why exactly, but this story is my favorite (of all my stories) and this is the second time I've rewritten it 
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Here are links to the very first version (with links to the entire sequel) and to the second (similarl...
2024-08-18 18:58:36 +0000 UTC
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The polls are over and the continuation is not around the corner, so I decided to publish the results and some images from the generation process for the story.
Jerilyn tries to change everything and goes to the store again? - She arrives at the store and again wishes for something (64%)
What Jerilyn should do to calm herself down before trying to change anything (go to the store with a magic statue)? - Stay home and clean up the kitchen / ba...
2024-08-18 13:41:49 +0000 UTC
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Mei struggled to catch her breath as she sat on the rough asphal, while her mind was spinning from shock, anger and disbelief. Just a moment ago, she was walking as an middleaged man named Michael Thompson, lived here, in New York and worked as an engineer for a local car company. And now she suddenly found herself as some random girl.
Her gaze slowly moved down to examine the clothes she was suddenly wearing instead her business suit. Short denim shorts, a pink tank top with lace trim,...
2024-08-18 06:00:05 +0000 UTC
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I binge-watched the last two seasons of Rick and Morty, and it looks like these are the consequences... =D
2024-08-17 13:22:55 +0000 UTC
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New reality
Daniella blinked at her reflection in the mirror, trying to process what she saw. Yesterday, she was Darren—a petty thief with a knack for breaking into places and a reputation for doing anything for a quick buck. But now, staring back at her was a blonde bombshell with wide eyes, a pouty mouth, and curves that could stop traffic. Her top, stretched tight across her ample chest, screamed "Dead Inside," but she felt anything but dead—more like trapped in a nigh...
2024-08-17 05:42:08 +0000 UTC
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Greg Wilson, or how he preferred to be called, "G-Man," was the tall and rather scrawny owner of an electronics repair business on the south side of Fort Lauderdale, Florida. But despite his thin frame and nerdy nature, G-Man had a large sense of self-importance and an ego the size of Texas. And this concerned everything in his life, even driving, where he believed that everyone else should simply move out of the way whenever G-Man was moving down the street.
So when today he heard a re...
2024-08-16 06:00:03 +0000 UTC
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'Oh, lol! Now it's getting really creepy. It's like my face was transplanted onto the body of a random woman. This filter is really realistic and terrifying. I wonder what if it's not a filter. Ahahah! And by the way, this filter changed not only my face but even my body...'
"OH WHAT?!" Aiden shouted when he looked down and found out he was wearing a same yellow bikini set that was at his phone which had an entertainment app enabled with different filters for selfies. His voice turned g...
2024-08-15 06:00:03 +0000 UTC
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Loud arrhythmic clicks of heels on hot asphalt echoed off the facades of tall buildings. The rays of the Sun mercilessly scorched the pomaded asphalt. At least 35 degrees was boiling hot in this summer capital. But despite the terrible temperature, the streets of the metropolis were quite crowded.
She walked slowly, trying not to stumble in high shoes and, adjusting a long strand of hair, constantly squinted, since the sun's rays were directly into her eyes. She would have been glad to ...
2024-08-14 06:00:02 +0000 UTC
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*Snick
The store door clicked shut with a quiet snick, almost imperceptible, but that sound made the girl flinch and look around frightened. Then she took a deep breath and tried to calm her shaking nerves, reminding herself of herself as she was in the morning. A person who did not care about anything and always laughed at others, teasing them and causing suffering for fun.
But it didn't help and she was scared to death and looked around nervously again. Her legs seemed to turn t...
2024-08-13 06:00:20 +0000 UTC
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Alex stared at her phone, her heart pounding in her chest. She couldn't believe she had actually sent that photo. Her fingers trembled as she clutched the device, the image of her own plump, smooth buttocks barely covered by a string of fabric obscenely staring at her. Her cheeks burned red from the embarrassment. Or shame. Or guilt. Alex wasn't sure which, or even all three combined.
The phone rang, and she almost dropped it in her panic. She hesitated, then taking a deep breath and sq...
2024-08-12 06:00:08 +0000 UTC
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The dinner party was in full swing, the air thick with the sound of clinking glasses and murmured conversations. Faded lighting from ancient lanterns illuminated the garden, with its sprawling tree serving as a natural centerpiece. It was idyllic, a perfect backdrop for an evening of refined company and sumptuous food. But to Lila it felt more like a prison.
She adjusted her position uncomfortably, trying to ignore the whispers and stares coming from the men around the table. Her curly ...
2024-08-11 06:00:06 +0000 UTC
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Part 1
Holding in her tiny hands a small mirror, Alice stared at her own reflection, trying to make sense of what she was seeing. Her dark hair blocked her vision a bit, so she gently pulled it behind her ears to take a better look. 'It is me... right? How is this even possible? I'm a... woman' she thought to herself as if it wasn't clear enough that she was feeling her new breasts pressing against her tight, red dress and her emptiness down below where her penis used to be. Her heart r...
2024-08-10 06:00:04 +0000 UTC
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The sun slowly but surely set behind the horizon, leaving behind itself the usual orange and pink streaks, illuminating the whole mountain range and the little house located a mile away from the top. A girl looked pensively at the sinking red disc and was unable to tear herself away from looking at it. Only she knew what she was thinking at that moment, but there was an expression on her face as if she regretted something. With a tired movement of her thin small hand, she rested her head agai...
2024-08-09 06:00:02 +0000 UTC
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Lena sat on the park bench, the autumn leaves rustling gently in the breeze around her. Lena, looking at the man who talked excitedly, trying smiling. Inside, she felt like screaming. Another day acting this way... Her tight grey turtleneck that clung to her body, highlighting the large breasts she was still unused to having. Each breath caused them to sway gently making her constantly aware of their large heavy size, a reminder of this nightmare.
She try, she really trying hard not to...
2024-08-08 06:00:03 +0000 UTC
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It was a strange sight for anyone to see. The beauty that would have caught the attention of any man suddenly stopped, dropped her small handbag from her petite hands, and gasped. Her eyes widened as she looked at her hands as if she had never seen them before, and then grabbed her huge ass! Her hands were squeezing it and massaging it as if it was the first time she had felt it.
"Like, oh my gosh!" she exclaimed in a high-pitched voice (What the hell is happening?!). "This is, like, to...
2024-08-07 06:00:03 +0000 UTC
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Clutching a small bag, obviously a Fendi knockoff, Ricarda felt like everything inside her screamed poverty and helplessness. She had always had power in the Senate; people listened to her, feared her, but now it felt like she was going backward, losing everything: money, power, status. She was not now a powerful man, Richard Hale anymore but instead Ricarda Herrer, a poor and alone immigrant cashier.
She adjusted the clingy, beige dress that clung to her curves in a way that made her u...
2024-08-06 06:00:02 +0000 UTC
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"Martha! Lazy bitch! Where is my beer!?" Henry Baxter, sitting in the twilight before the TV set, shouted loudly feeling a slight drunkenness. But there was no one home except him and the silence was broken only by the voices on the TV screen, which portrayed a commercial showing shots of beautiful women from expensive glossy magazines.
He forgetting that his wife is no longer lives with him since a month after he had cheated on her. Everything around looks like a dump: dirty dishes, sc...
2024-08-05 06:00:05 +0000 UTC
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Warm breeze and fog on the streets of the small provincial town of Bechev in Romania. The sounds and voices of a large number of people filled the air of the food market located near the main beach and was inundated with smells coming from local vendors and tourists that arrived here on the day the city celebrated the annual Feast of the Virgin.
Not far from there, a young, beautiful, black-haired woman sat and stared sadly into the distance. Her green eyes looked at the stream where ma...
2024-08-04 06:00:05 +0000 UTC
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Full story in collection: https://www.patreon.com/collection/677614
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Part 35-37: https://www.patreon.com/posts/lawyers-part-35-107304156
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"Attention please, flight 2670 from New York to Caracas will now begin boarding. I repeat, flight 2670 to Caracas from New York is about to board. Th...
2024-08-03 06:00:04 +0000 UTC
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'Damn stupid dress! How do I even walk with this damn thing? And even more so, how can I possibly fight anyone or arrest him in this...?' Marie asked herself, adjusting her ridiculously-long tight gown in front of the huge pool of Sheikh Abdullah Al-Hamdi. She felt awkward, embarrassed and pissed at the same time, but still, she remained calm and in total control as this wasn't exactly the time for a teenage-like drama.
Marie wasn't stupid enough to let her new emotions get the best of ...
2024-08-02 06:00:06 +0000 UTC
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I think I found a solution =) Sorry for the spam and this little experiment =) But for some reason I honestly didn't think that it could be divided into two parts =(
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"I hate you... fucking bitch," the girl snarled at her reflection, seething with anger. She scrutinized herself in the mirror, taking in every detail of her appearance. This was not the image she was used to, not what she wanted to see. Inside, she still believed she was Greg Stevenson, the powerful CEO of a massi...
2024-08-01 20:42:45 +0000 UTC
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Although... seems normal? In any case, it would be interesting to hear the opinion
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The men exchanged smirks. One of them, an arrogant executive, leaned in. "And what exactly do you think about the impact on the stock prices, Margarita?"
Her mind went blank. Stock prices. She knew this, she used to manipulate them effortlessly. But now, the words wouldn't come. "Well, um, if the prices, like, go up, that's, like, good, right?" ("If the stock prices increase, it generally ...
2024-08-01 20:34:53 +0000 UTC
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*whirr-whirr... whistle!... whirr!
The sounds of tightening a lug nut and male whistles mixed together filled the space of the Tim's Tire & Auto repair shop as a young, skinny girl with long hair tied up in a high ponytail struggled to tighten said lug nuts using a power drill. Her small hands hurts holding the heavy weight, each muscle of the thin body trembled while she trying not to show how tiring was for her this simple task that month ago she had no troubles with.
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2024-08-01 06:00:04 +0000 UTC
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Combined all the issues into one book, but also left the option to take the issues separately (in the attachment)
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Having received a strange SMS from his secretary, John, the company's CEO, noticed that something strange was beginning to happen to his body...
2024-07-31 14:42:41 +0000 UTC
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In anticipation of the final parts of the lawyer's adventures being published, I decided to try using the new (at least I haven't seen it before) feature from Patreon for creating collections. But I'm not really clear, do you see it or not? Here is a link to the collection, can you write if the link works and if you can find this collection without a link?
Full story in collection: https://www.patreon.com/coll...
2024-07-31 11:47:05 +0000 UTC
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