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The house on henglan road

Xu Wei didn’t notice it at first.

He returned from a double shift at the teahouse, shoes soaked from the early-spring drizzle, shoulders aching. As he kicked the door shut with a tired grunt, he saw the cardboard box on the coffee table, ented at one corner, sealed with a messy loop of red twine. His flatmate, ...

Evan's journey - 2

Mira’s room smelled faintly of vanilla and warm fabric. Sunlight streamed through sheer curtains, catching dust motes that drifted like tiny sparks. Evan stood barefoot on the soft rug, the pastel skirt pooled over his arm, his pulse thudding in the quiet.

Mira didn’t say anything this time. They didn’t n...

Evan's journey - 1

Evan always thought of his interests as small, almost invisible things that clung to the edges of his life. They weren’t loud obsessions or dramatic secrets more like soft threads woven through him from childhood onward.

He liked colors people called “girly.”

He liked fabrics that shimmered, floated, ...

Birthday gifts

It was a quiet morning, the kind that carries a mix of anticipation and the faint weight of expectation. Alex sat cross-legged on the living room floor, the small pile of birthday gifts stacked in front of him, colorful wrapping paper crumpled at the edges. His family, buzzing with smiles and playful teasing, waited for him t...

Train incident

Ethan was seated on the crowded evening train, staring absentmindedly out the window. Across from him, a girl, gorgeous, poised, with an almost electric presence, caught his gaze. He felt a flicker of curiosity, a strange pull, and then, in an instant, everything changed.

The world blurred. When his vision sharpe...

Better than before

Ethan sat cross-legged on his bed, scrolling through his phone. His stomach rumbled. Again.

“Man… I’m never gonna bulk up like this,” he muttered to himself, staring down at his scrawny arms. Thin. Short. Invisible. That’s how he’d always felt. Every glance in a crowded hallway, every joke at the gym,...

Not my first time

Mark laughs nervously at Jake’s birthday party, trying to appear confident. “You won’t do it,” someone teases, holding up a soft pleated skirt.

He feels his chest tighten, heart racing. “Fine. I’ll do it,” he blurts out, more to silence the teasing than out of bravery.

In the bathroom, ...

Everything for her

Eli and Max had been best friends since middle school. Both were quiet, bookish types, always buried in comics, D&D campaigns, or coding marathons. Neither had ever dared to venture far beyond their comfort zones, until they met her.

Her name was Serena, and she was the kind of girl who seemed to bend reality...

For her

He had always felt at home in Emma’s apartment. Their weekends were easy, comfortable, and safe. Quiet movie nights, shared meals, laughter echoing in the small space, he never expected that one ordinary afternoon would begin a journey that would slowly, inexorably, reshape not only his appearance but the way he saw himself...

Climbing the ladder

Nathan’s first day at Kensley & Holt HR was a blur of fluorescent lights, polished floors, and anxious introductions. Fresh out of college, he had imagined himself learning, growing, maybe even standing out, but nothing prepared him for Victoria Hart.

Victoria was commanding, yet intoxicating. She moved as ...

Getting ready

The office was quiet except for the soft hum of fluorescent lights, a rare calm that only descended in the evening hours. Alex, the new assistant, shifted nervously, clutching his tablet as he awaited instructions. Tonight was important, an important client dinner that could make or break the company’s latest deal.

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Walk of shame

The cinema was empty, save for them, which should have been a good thing. Michael slouched in his seat, the bag of popcorn limp in his lap. He had dragged Emma along to see some artsy drama she’d been raving about, but by the time the opening credits ended, his eyelids were betraying him. The screen blurred as his head loll...

Next famous book

Dr. Elias Marquez had always been a man of logic, a historian devoted to dusty archives and long-forgotten manuscripts. But when the Spanish shipment arrived at the university, he felt something stir inside him. Among the boxes, a thin, leather-bound book lay waiting, its cover cracked, the title faded. It was unassuming, yet...

Nathan's story

The first thing I noticed was the softness. Everything felt… different. My chest rose and fell in a way that made me instantly aware that this wasn’t normal. I sat up, careful, tentative, and my hands slid over curves I had never touched before. Panic didn’t hit immediately; it was curiosity first, sharp and electric. 2025-10-22 14:27:57 +0000 UTC View Post

Lily's story

I woke to an unfamiliar weight pressing against the mattress. Panic hit before I even opened my eyes. My chest rose with a rhythm that wasn’t mine, shoulders broader than anything I had known. I tried to speak, anything, but the sound that came out was low, rough, foreign. My own voice was gone.

Swinging my leg...

In someone's else hands

You never thought it would happen to you. You thought you were careful, cautious, in control. But now, standing in the softly lit salon, you realized control had been an illusion all along.

It started innocently enough. a manicure, a “little pampering” after a long week. But the technician had a strange gleam...

There new daughter

When Alex woke up, the first thing he noticed was that the bedsheets felt wrong. Softer, somehow, too smooth against his skin. He shifted, groggy, and realized the sensation wasn’t the sheets. It was him. His body.

He sat up. The blanket fell away, and a curtain of hair, long, dark, definitely not his, slid for...

The 7 curses

In a world where the sun dipped below the horizon like molten gold, casting long shadows over ancient ruins, a seasoned treasure hunter named Kael ventured into the depths of the Whispering Tomb. Legends spoke of untold riches hidden within, treasures that had tempted many but claimed even more. As Kael navigated the crumblin...

Bless you

Jake Thompson, a 25-year-old software developer, sat hunched over his desk at ByteWorks, the glow of his computer screen illuminating his scruffy brown hair. He was just another face in the bustling office, known for his coding skills and laid-back demeanor. He enjoyed video games and weekend outings with friends, living a li...

Threads of Persuasion - 2

Lily’s next “experiment” came one rainy evening when she opened a small box of delicate items. “I thought you might like trying these… just for comfort,” she said, lifting a pair of silk panties and a lace-trimmed camisole. Ethan’s initial instinct was to laugh, to reject it outright. But the gentle way she held...

Threads of Persuasion -1

Ethan had always thought of himself as grounded, rational, someone who saw the world clearly and acted with caution. That self-image made him dismissive of subtle charm, of flattery, of the quiet manipulation of others. And yet, when Lily, a bright-eyed, twenty-one-year-old coworker, invited him to help her “clean up her wa...

The weight of softness

Morning light hums through the blinds, pale and cold, like it’s afraid to touch anything. I stare at it for a long time, half-dressed, coffee cooling on the counter. The apartment hums with the refrigerator’s sigh. My shirt collar feels stiff against my neck. Another day that already feels too heavy for what it is.

...

The Inerited heirloom 4/?

The days after that frightening possession were strangely calmer.

Mira expected Evelyne to claw her way back into control at any moment, but instead the presence in the pendant grew quieter. Not gone, never gone, but softer, like a shadow at the edge of her thoughts.

And in that quiet, Mira began to ...

The Inherited Heirloom 3/?

Mira’s days blurred into a strange duality, half spent trying to maintain normalcy, half drowning in Evelyne’s pull. She still forced herself to go outside, clinging to fragments of her old life. Yet the world had already begun treating her differently.

At the market, a vendor greeted her with a warm “Bonjo...

The Inherited Heirloom 2/?

Michael tossed restlessly in his bed that night, the sheets clinging to his damp skin. His dreams no longer felt like dreams, they were slipping into memory, vivid and tactile.

He stood again in that golden ballroom, the fabric of a gown brushing his thighs. But this time, the dream went further. A pair of hands,...

The Inherited Heirloom 1/?

The rain had just stopped when Michael left the cemetery. His shoes were muddy, the air smelled of damp earth and wilted roses, and the only thing heavier than his coat was the small velvet box tucked into his pocket. Inside lay the necklace his grandmother had wanted him to have, an heirloom of tarnished silver with a dark p...

Back sooner than expected

In 2025, Daniel Hartmann had made a choice that most people called insane. He was fifty-six, a self-made millionaire in the tech sector, and diagnosed with a slow but unstoppable degenerative disease. Medicine couldn’t cure him. But cryogenics, cryonics, as they sold it, offered him something better: the possibility of bein...

The game of flesh 2/2

The door handle turned with a slow, deliberate click. Ethan’s heart lurched as the lock released. He scrambled back on the bed, still naked, hair falling into his face, his new body trembling. “No! Please, don’t—” His high voice cracked into a desperate wail.

A man stepped inside. Tall, broad, dressed i...

The game of flesh 1/2

Ethan woke up choking on a scream. His hands shot forward, clutching at bedsheets he didn’t recognize, his own breath catching in a higher pitch than it should have. The body beneath him didn’t feel right, soft where he expected flatness, smooth where there should have been stubble.

He staggered to a mirror, ...

Dollified by his friend

The rain hadn’t stopped for three days. Neon dripped down the windows of Mateo’s apartment like molten glass, reflecting the skyline’s endless circuits. He sat slouched on his couch, a half-empty beer in hand, eyes glazed on the shifting holo-feeds. His implant pulsed idly in the back of his skull, filtering ads, transl...