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You're not ready, Masha

Part 1

— I'm ready, — I said, leaning against the kitchen chair, arching my back just to catch my breath. But the voice that escaped my lips was an octave higher than I was used to. Damn it, how annoying.

— Yeah, yeah, I'm almost... — the male voice from across the room suddenly cut off, replaced by tense ...

Chicken or Fish 2 (preview)

Oh, wow! I didn’t expect this kind of reaction to the story (judging by the likes and comments). And it seems like I guessed right this time, because I’ve already started writing the sequel. But I kind of want to mark this post and your response, so I’ve decided to share the first chapter of part two that I’ve written...

Hungover Fairy

God, I don't think I've been this wasted since my college days at the University of Michigan, when the guys from Phi Delta Theta and I crammed into the dorm basement and downed two liters of tequila because someone said that if you didn’t, you weren’t a real man.

But yesterday, I had a reason. My boss, that fucking ...

Welcome to the Middle Ages

Today wasn’t much different from yesterday. Or the day before. Or any other day in this cursed place.

Hands that were once used to a keyboard and a cup of coffee were now kneading dough. I looked at my thin fingers, slightly reddened from the flour and effort, with disgust. Cold flour, slightly warm water, a pinch of ...

Maybe We Can Postpone This?

March 11, 2025. It seemed like a perfectly ordinary day: outside the window was a gray New York, drowning in March dampness, with its eternal hum of cars and wisps of fog clinging to the tops of skyscrapers, while in Liam’s room — cramped, with a worn-out couch and the smell of yesterday’s coffee — Evan stood, pressin...

Chicken or Fish

Eloisa de Lavua

Proudly holding her posture and wearing an impassive smile on her face, Eloisa de Lavua barely tightened the folded fan in her hand, as if it were her only anchor in this sea of faces, conversations, and glances. Her eyes seemed to be focused on the void, but in reality, they were greedily capturing the smallest details: the ...

The Debt Must Be Paid - Episode 1

Episode 2: https://www.patreon.com/posts/debt-must-be-2-140891404

Girl on the screen

Part 1

— What the... — I muttered under my breath, staring at my phone screen.

On the screen, with the phone camera on, there was an image... of a girl. She was looking at the phone as if mimicking me. With my eyes, my facial expression, like she was copying me. A white tank top stretched tightly over her pret...

Trophy Wife

— O-oh my Goff, whaff are theffe lipff?! — Crayson mumbled, staring at the mirror with wide, panicked eyes. His nails, seemingly endless, touched his lips—massive, inflated, lifebuoy-like things that swallowed half of the woman’s face staring back at him from the reflection. "Is that... me?!"

He leaned forward, ...

Don't stare at my...

— Well... Are you just gonna keep staring at my... — Francesco hesitated slightly, realizing how awkward this was about to sound — ...boobs? They’re not even that big, unlike your size...

He abruptly fell silent, realizing that he had just said that about his own tits, comparing them to Monica’s breasts. But s...

Fox-girl

Which transformation option do you like more?

1)  2) 

Betting on Motherhood

— Okay, if I win, we’re having a baby this year! — Brian declared confidently, waving a strange device that looked like a hybrid between a roulette wheel and a baby rattle. He had just bought this thing at the souvenir shop of the "haunted mansion" while waiting for the tour to start.

Stacey scoffed and playfully ...

Amnesia

Part 1

The fluorescent lights flickered slightly, casting a cold, almost sterile glow that made the room feel even more lifeless. Blinking a few times, the girl lying on the hospital bed adjusted a stray lock of her long red hair and took a deep breath.

— You probably feel weird, — the guy sitting next to her ...

On the way back to the strange shop

The street looked gray and cheerless. Peeling walls, graffiti on shattered windows, the smell of dampness and gasoline. The asphalt was cracked, with potholes and bumps at every step. And among all this, swaying awkwardly on high heels, walked Brad. Or rather, now the only thing giving him away in this fragile figure were the...

In the Scottish Highlands

— Hey, what the fuck! Give me back my dick, you bitch! — Bill shouted, not believing his own ears as his voice echoed across the rocky slopes of this strange, unfamiliar place.

Bill froze, as if burned. That wasn’t his usual voice. It was ringing, high-pitched, too light, too… feminine, just like his new body. W...

From CEO to waitress

In a small but bustling café within the office of a large American corporation, the noise was constant: plates clanged, the coffee machine filled the air with steam and the rich aroma of freshly ground beans, employees murmured about work matters, pretending to be fully absorbed in their tasks. But it was just a facade. From...

Goblin Girl and Mage

Holding the small vial of purple liquid in his tiny green hands, Robert—once a towering knight—now barely contained his rage. His once-tight

Holding the small vial of purple liquid in his tiny green hands, Robert—once a towering knight—now barely contained his rage. His once-tight cotton shirt now hung loosely o...

Modern Princess

"I'm a Barbie girl, in the Barbie world

Life in plastic, it's fantastic"

– Ugh… what... what the hell…

I slowly opened my eyelids, still buried in the pillow... God, turn off this shit, please... What... what’s that strange smell? It smells like some sickly-sweet crap, like vanilla, something floral ...

Tokyo Branch Inspection

The sunlight reflected off the glass facades of Tokyo’s skyscrapers, filling the streets of the business district with warmth and crystal-clear brightness. Yumi Nakamura—a young HR intern—stood with her hands at her sides and her head slightly bowed, greeting one of her many bosses. After all, in this company, every sec...

My maid Marie

Part 1

The grand hall of our villa was filled with the warm light of the setting sun, streaming through the tall arched windows. Lavender reflections stretched across the expensive carpets, weaving twilight shades into their patterns, while the crystal chandelier caught the glow, scattering flickering highlights on the ...

Dreams Come True

Sitting on a cold rock in the middle of this stupid forest, Charlie was trying to pull himself together. Though it was incredibly hard to do, considering that just an hour ago, he didn’t have this damn long hair, which kept unpleasantly reminding him of what had happened. And the worst part—his dick was gone, along with e...

Open Dialogue on Story Ideas

Hey everyone!

I won’t beat around the bush and will get straight to the point of this post =D

I’d love to hear from you in the comments about story ideas. I guess this will be something like an "open free commission."

Basically, I’d like to know if you have any story ideas you’d like me to write. It ...

It worked!

When the succubus Alexandra accidentally ended up in the future, breaking the rules and stepping onto forbidden ground, she couldn’t resist the opportunity and stole those two collars, hiding them away. Now, after enough time had passed, she decided to use her find for fun.

Routine Work

The warm southern wind gently caressed Chase’s already slightly tanned skin as he lazily ran his hand through the long, curly hair cascading past his waist. Hair. Fuck. He wanted to cut it almost immediately, but he couldn’t even do that. Something inside twisted the moment he brought the scissors near. Now, it was a part...

Father and son

— Ugh, tight! — Alexandra jerked forward, gripping the back of the chair to keep her balance. A deep sigh escaped her lips as the corset was pulled even tighter. — Not so hard! I can barely breathe!

— Breathing isn’t necessary, Alexandra, — Maria replied with light sarcasm, confidently pulling the corset lac...

Family Curse

Inspired by: https://www.deviantart.com/cemuur/art/Marriage-Trap-1125134000

The church bells echoed solemnly through the old stone walls of the chapel, filling the space with a grand, almost magical vibration. Lisa—n...

Cherry

The hot midday sun reflected off the asphalt, creating a wave of heat that covered the intersection where a heavy bike stood, its engine growling. Leather jacket, worn jeans, fingerless gloves—everything about this man screamed his disdain for the rest of the world. Viktor. Yeah, Viktor had always been like this. Rough, har...

Lora, bring the coffee!

The bench was cold, and she could feel it. The skin of her thighs, barely covered by a tight black skirt, was freezing, but that was far from her main problem.

Lora, or rather Max, though what did it matter now, sat there, teeth clenched, fingers gripping her leg. Her new hand—graceful, slender, with a flawless manicu...

Patient Zero. Chapters 1-9

Hey everyone!

Some of you may already know this, and some may not. I've had this thought in my head for a while—since the end of last year, to be precise—about wanting to write longer stories and, in a way, step away from the type of content I usually post here. Yeah, I mentioned it once back in the...