Author: Just_A_Horny_Guy_69

The Incident (ENF, fluff)

Author Note: hey, um, I’m back. Enjoy? Everyone is 18+

So I have a crush on my roommate, Charlie. We’ve been friends for about 3 years. Once I turned 18 I moved in with him. That was 5 months ago. I’ve had a crush ever since.

We have so much in common, and I’ve caught him checking me out before.

But I loved it and never said anything about it.

Besides, I got a nice body: B-cups and an ass of similar size. Red frizzy hair that’s shoulder length and I’m pretty skinny. Not stick skinny but still skinny. I check myself out in the mirror a lot.

Charlie had gone to work and I had the day off so I was gonna use it to do some chores early.

Now, when I do chores and I’m home alone, I put a twist on it. Strip chores. Each chore I did I would strip an article of clothing.

I had a shirt and shorts on, no bra but I did put on panties. I rarely wear socks as I love just being able to spread out my toes (also Charlie has a foot fetish, it’s so obvious when he looks at my feet every chance he gets). Read more »

The Snap (non-con public embarrassment)

Author note: been awhile since my last upload, decided for this small story while I write a bigger story. I also don’t write non-con stuff but ive recently fallen into a rabbit hole of the stuff (similarly to incest) and decided to write it. I’ll make this into a full series if wanted. Other than this I probably won’t write much non-con stuff other than this b/c it isn’t as well liked as other topics I could write about and it is one of my least favorite “kinks.” I also DO NOT condone the act of rape in real life. And would never personally participate in the act. But, there isn’t law against writing about it (I think) so enjoy if that is what you’re into.

Synopsis: a boy figures out how to rewind time as if nothing happened. Just a snap and everything went back to normal. And so he goes to school the next day with an objective on his mind.
Everyone is 18+

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“If this isn’t on the paper then it’s real.” I wrote on a sheet of paper.

I stared at it.

I looked at my watch: 8:34 PM. Read more »