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Big BiIl’s voice was getting louder and louder. I was pretty sure that it was reaching the restaurant and was starting to feel a bit embarrassed since I didn’t want to be a part of the scene he was causing. However, I didn’t not hear anything from inside as I walked toward the hallway. Another crew member came from inside the restaurant and walked past me.

Dating is the last thing on internet vlogger Jade Garcia's mind during the quarantine. But when Mr. Doug's drop-dead gorgeous grandson, Trey, moves in with him next door, Jade soon finds herself swooning over the new tenant through her bedroom window. Weird? Yes. Stalkerish? Maybe. Possibility of stripping Trey naked? Slim to none!

All of a sudden, the light in the room went out, then came back on again. The girls froze in their tracks. They all stared at each other, their eyes regarding one another. Then they began to laugh again. A sickening one that rang through the walls. Then the light went out again. The room was shrouded in a stiffening darkness. The girls waited, but this time, the light never came back on. Fear like the slow thrust of an injection begin to enter their body.

Hey there, I'm Jessica, a 19-year-old ladyboy from the Philippines who's looking to try things out with an older man. My online search has led me to Josh, a 43-year-old American guy who's working here in Manila. After some initial flirting, I'm going to visit him tomorrow, and I can't wait to get hot and heavy with a guy more than twice my age.

Hi, my name is Anna, and I'm a sissy crossdresser with a difference. You see, I managed to get myself a nice big bump, courtesy of Jake, my ex. However, he didn't stick around when he heard about my miraculous change, so I focused on a new career in adult entertainment to get over him.

He lifted his head and froze with shock. Standing over him, more than six feet tall, was a monstrous goliath of a beast. It had hairs all over its body, staring like an overfed, violent, half-man, half-gorilla. His hair was locked, thick, and long to its waistline. It had red eyes, an enormous nose, crushed ears, and an ugly, twisted mouth. His fingers were long, sharp, and dirty. In his hand were two long blades dripping with blood. A foul smell emanated from every part of him.

Enjoy this short story by Hellen Heels. "I worked at my last job. I was always so fussy about how unkept the desks of my colleagues used to be”. She took a sip from the mug of coffee. “Why not join me”? “For coffee? No, I already”...“Please, honey. I wouldn’t take much of your time. Besides, I am soon going to be rushing off for work". “Okay”. He sat down on the other stool and poured himself some coffee. She reached across the table and squeezed his hand".

“So? It’s not like it’s going to kill her or anything. She might just have to go to the hospital for a couple of hours,” Cody said, rolling his eyes. “Anyway, after everything she’s done to us, who cares if she gets sick? She shouldn’t be a teacher if she can’t handle it.” Derek couldn’t think of a counter argument to that nonsense. Telling Cody they could get in big trouble would have sailed right over his head, because Cody didn’t care about being sent home. He lived in the moment and treated the future as something he had no control over. “There!”

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Amari was just right behind me, and I saw with my own eyes how the beast sunk its claws on his shoulders as he caught him. Amari’s scream of agony only lasted for a second. This freak of nature snapped his neck and tore him apart like a ragdoll. I made a sharp turn in hopes that I could escape from its line of sight, but the forest was unending.

“Learned from the best.” She pecked him on his hat and picked up her bag to leave when his next words stopped her in her tracks. “I need some tools from the shop. I’ll text Timmy, he’ll have them on the counter before you reach there.” She looked at his gentle face and pleaded with her eyes to not make her do this, but deep down, she knew it would happen sooner or later.

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Trent and Gemma are happily married, but Gemma has forbidden taboo fantasies about inviting their hot and sexy personal trainer into their bed for a hot MMF menage. She doesn’t want the big, sexy hunk for herself. She wants her husband to play with him - while she watches. Gemma has a plan to get her husband down and dirty with the other man - but will strait-laced Trent really go gay for his wife?

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Have you ever wondered what it would be like if Thumbelina, Sleeping Beauty, Tinkerbell, and the Princess and the Pea all hung out together in the same college? Wonder no more! In this funny short story, witness as Thumbelina sees Sleeping Beauty and The Princess and the Pea switch sleep schedules in this wacky comedy.

“I see. So you decided to come along with as much managerial support as possible?” He grinned. “Yes, I did. It is always good for one to have such support, especially when one considers the kind of transactions I am hoping we can seal today.”

At a town meeting it was suggested that the border point be better enforced. That by allowing the others across, we were somehow allowing wolves in sheep’s clothing to enter into our town. That amongst those fleeing bullets and bombs, were a few who hid weapons of their own and who meant to feed on the local population. A few stood to oppose such a view but were shouted down by two men screaming about how the "others" had brought the curse with them, that while they themselves might not be vampires, they had carried the smell of death with them and the creatures had followed it.

His first response was to look around. He was afraid for himself, for Dame, but he didn’t scream. He assessed his situation, looked around, and that’s when he laid eyes on one of the most beautiful women he had ever seen.

Chicago. He discovered it wasn’t a dream. A week of asking his parents when they were going back passed, and he got his answer when the truck with their stuff from Pennsylvania arrived. No, it wasn’t a dream, it was his worst nightmare. He wailed, sobbed, yelled, wept; did everything he was capable of. It took him months to realize this wasn’t going to change. The murky grey skies mirrored his heart and he failed to remember when he had last felt happy. Actually, he did remember. How could he not?

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