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[FM] The Visitor [sci-fi]

Quietly, Lisa crept along the rickety causeway above the abandoned production hall. The economic crash had done little for the town as a whole, but for urban explorers it was an absolute marvel, opening up almost all of the industrial park for intrepid and curious wanderers like herself. Twenty years back, this hall would have been bustling with activity around the clock, but today, after two decades of downsizing and flight of the inhabitants to the larger cities the cavernous vault lay abandoned, eagerly awaiting the attention of meanderers.

The last of the industries to shut down, a couple of months ago now, was on a choke point of sorts, and had been the final obstacle to really opening up the older parts of the industrial park to exploration, many of them buildings where nobody had set foot in fifteen years, if not more. Read more »

[MF/MFM] Barfly [oral] [prost]

Even for a Friday, The Pink Cavern had gathered an impressive crowd. With finals week just passed and carefree students setting their sights on summer, Sorority Row was out in full strength, fifty-some coeds crammed into the throbbing bar along with the fifty-some regulars that knew the rhythms of town well enough to know this day for a good one. The sweet smell of eager young women lay heavily on the air, as the girls filtered through the crowd, playing up their affections for one another for drinks.

“Straight girl brigade is out in force today.” CC remarked to Anita with a sip from her vodka tonic, and Anita gave her a little nod.

“Look who’s talking, though.” she sallied with a grin.

“There is a difference between being straight and being concerned about maintaining my blowjob skills.” CC offered, and Anita gave a shrug.

“Straight girls can be fun, especially on a night like this.” Anita said, pointing at a couple of coeds on the dance floor, one eating another one out. “They tend to really _go_ for it, figure their shit out.” Read more »

[Les] A Chance Encounter

The sudden rainstorm beat hard against the windows of the small cabin, threatening to drive Kim absolutely batty. Her plan had been to retire to the woods for a few weeks to gather some inspiration for her art, but the entire exercise had quickly devolved into smoking weed, jacking it on the porch, and drawing pornographic sketches with little promise.

As far as experiments in inspiration was concerned it was an abject failure, and Kim had finally resigned herself to the realisation that she was simply not an artist, a decision she felt strangely comfortable about when it came right down to it. Tired of the loud thrum of the rain she decided to head outside and get some exercise; rain or no rain she was aching for release, and because she had quickly decided against pants once she arrived she was constantly threatening to knock stuff off of tables and shelves in the current state.

As she swung the door open, however, she was surprised to find she was not alone. Standing on the doorstep, hand rising to knock on the door, stood a soggy girl huddling herself against the weather. She was of a height with Kim, slender and fit, her completely wet hair hanging in a limp, black ponytail against her top, her hiking shoes caked in mud and her light white summer hiking gear made nearly completely see-through by the saturation. Read more »

[MF] Heavenly Bureaucracy [Fdom] [pegging] [supernatural]

As far as Saturday mornings go, this one wasn’t much out of the usual, or, rather, wouldn’t have been, but for the woman standing over my bed as I woke up.

There was definitively something off about her, and not just by the fact that she appeared to have broken into my apartment overnight; her neon green pixie cut, numerous piercings, and prolific tattoos of cocks and tentacle monsters savaging women didn’t seem to gel with her matter of factly work-a-day demeanour; none of which was helped by her wispy, transparent clothing that seemed designed expressly to tittilate and show of her flesh rather than conceal anything.

“Mister Connington?” she asked as I drifted into waking. “_Steve_ Connington?”

“Uh, yeah…” I muttered, confused by her sudden appearance. “Who are you…?”

With a perfunctory nod and smile she tore a slip of paper from a booklet she was carrying, and proffered it at me.

“You are served with appearing at the Capital City Temple within fourteen days for a union with Her Grand Majesty the Most Exalted, The Goddess Persicima, Glory of all the World and Mother to All.” she said. “Failure to appear will result in forced compliance.” Read more »

[FF] Sorceress and Thrall [fantasy] [x-post r/DirtyWritingPrompts] [short]

The air went out of Anita as the guard pushed her unceremoniously forwards against the heavy boardroom table, sending her sprawling against the mirror polish of the oak.

“This is the one then?” the tall woman seated at its head said, a wicked grin playing over her lips, and the guard gave a perfunctory nod.

“Good”, she said, rising, “you’re dismissed.”

With a curt bow the guard excused himself, leaving Anita alone with the woman.

“I hope the guards weren’t too rough on you.” the woman said, placing a hand on Anita’s neck. “I like to dish out the roughness myself, you see.”

Anita weakly shook her head against the wood, catching a glimpse of the woman where she stood next to her, her long red dress slit up to her hips on both sides and with a neck went well past her navel, revealing the ornate dangling jewellery of gold and jade she wore.

Gently, the woman filtered her fingers through Anita’s blonde hair, before suddenly grabbing hold and yanking her to her feet. She was quite a ways taller than Anita, leaving the girl staring up into her ruby red eyes. Read more »

[F] Reagents by the Book [fantasy] [bstent] [x-post r/DirtyWritingPrompts]

As the sun began to set the drizzle grew more insistent, and seeking to get out of the weather for the night Mara Mara found a likely tree to scuttle up. Safely nestled in the branches she placed herself against the trunk and looked over her travel notes. Researching a new ritual she had come to realise she needed living water, and searching the college from top to bottom (or at least as well as could be done) she had come to realise that none was available.

Help had come, as it often does, from an unusual place. While the book containing the descriptions and steps for the ritual had provided no clue as to where it could be found, and the most helpful book on the subject of magical reagents had simply outlined its properties and profundities, it had been an altogether less scholarly work that had finally put her on the trail; volume four of an eight-volume work on magical creatures and how their lusts and greeds could be put to use for a mage willing to do what it took to gather rarer reagents. Read more »

[Str8] Quality Assurance [sci-fi] [x-post r/DirtyWritingPrompts]

As Anita stepped into her office, she was pleased to see the newly arrived crate; a meter to a side and two meters tall she knew that it could only be the prototype she had designed, and she quickly set to work opening it.

“I should have mentioned this previously”, a tinny, mechanical voice rang out from the interaction console, “but I took the liberty of making some revisions to the design before they were sent to production.”

“Shouldn’t be a problem.” Anita said, tugging hard at one of the latches keeping the crate shut. “You understand how you work better than I do at this point, I should wager.”

“Indeed.” the voice confirmed. “It seems AI is too complex for humans to understand, really.”

“I’ve been tinkering with some of my subsystems, trying to understand what is quintessentially human.” the voice continued. “And I’ve think come up with something that works well.”

“Yeah?” Anita asked with a grunt as she managed to unstick the final latch, leaving the lid falling away with a loud clatter. Read more »

[META] We should get rid of [T]/[t]

While I understand the context of [T]/[t], I think we should get rid of it, and as a whole recognise that trans men are men and trans women are women.

There is no need, if one insists on a binary classification, to specify, and you certainly can’t capture all transpeople with a single tag.

Remove it from the sidebar, is my vote, or get as specific as you need to be.

[MF/FF/MFM/FMF/S4E] Four Day Weekend [orgy-ish] [x-post /r/DirtyWritingPrompts]

## Thursday Afternoon // The Van

“You don’t mind if I bring this, do you?” Sasha asked, showing the vibrator she was talking about to Mia.

“Nah, it’s fine, I have the rabbit.” Mia answered with a smile, quickly looking over the contents of Sasha’s duffel. She was going camping, but her gear left it looking like she had something quite different in mind. “Shouldn’t you be taking some bug spray or something, though?”

Sasha shook her head. “The lube is a special concoction for just this kind of thing; edible, safe and bug repellant.”

“Clever.” Mia said, popping the bottle open and giving it a sniff. The cherry scent was overpowering, probably intentionally so, to mask the repellant smell.

“Are you sure you’re okay with this?” Sasha asked suddenly, pausing her packing.

“For the last time, _yes_.” Mia said, stuffing the lube back in the bag. “I get some time to myself, and you come back horny as shit with a few new tricks.”

“What’s not to love?” she added with a grin.

“Okay.” Sasha said with a smile. “And you’re sure you’ll be okay over the weekend?” Read more »

[Les] The Brew [fantasy] [x-post r/DirtyWritingPrompts]

As Mara Mara stepped into the laboratory, she was greeted by a blast of the oppressively heavy and fragrant air, filled with the quiet burbling sounds from the great crucible in its depths.

“You called for me?” she asked as she drew up to it, standing herself next to Lissa, who was leaning on it, toiling over the dark, bubbling potion within.

“I did, yes.” Lissa said, turning to her. “I am in need of your help for an ingredient.”

“Of course.” Mara Mara said with a smile. “What do you need?”

“Are you familiar with dreamshade, and how it is made?” Lissa inquired, and with a grin Mara Mara nodded, before slipping out of her silken grey robe.

“Who will be providing the cock?” she asked, leaning against the wolfstone crucible.

“You will, of course.” Lissa said as she slipped out of her blue robes. “I want to kill two birds with one stone, and get some practice with a spell I recently stumbled across.”

“I’m not sure I understand…” Mara Mara said doubtfully, but Lissa only gave her a smile. Read more »