Made To Match

A Valentines Day story for those of us alone today, about two men accidentally matched together. No sex, just kissing and mind control. If that's not you thing, then back away now. \*\*\* Leslie had been standing outside the restaurant for...

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The uses of an office sissy

i tug slightly at my collar, trying to adjust it. Not that it's uncomfortable, but i'm constantly aware of it's presence, and what it means. The bright pink stands out against the black fur of my throat, and thick dark red letters spell it out for...

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Your Christmas Present

I've been trying to write something for you guys, I swear. I'm just awfully slow. So I made this little Christmas present for you... Finding the perfect Christmas gift is always difficult. Searching through the shops, hoping to find that one item...

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A Wish Gone Wrong

"I want a wish gone wrong." The genie frowned. From the top of its head to the wisps of smoke disappearing into its shiny golden lamp, it looked every inch of what a genie should be. Which was odd, because Blake couldn't describe it, apart from the...

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Your Perfect Toy

--- "So... you'll just pick what I want out of my mind?" "Oh yes, we often find it can be even better than our clients would be able to describe. Any secrets that you are unwilling to share with us, your new toy will know and respond to. Are you...

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The Waterbed Man

A sequel to Shower Repair! This time, sandy wants a good, comfortable night's sleep. This story contains, inflation, sex, and inflation through sex, so if that's not your thing, you may want to turn away now. Chris was cleaning when he heard the...

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Rubberole Play

An old story, uploaded here. An entry for The\_Kitty\_Named\_Terra competition over on FA. Just a little fun I've been thinking of. Sandy - from the Shower Repair and The Waterbed Man - has this little history in my head that I haven't written yet,...

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Made To Bear

I woke, and knew something was different. I started up at the ceiling, blank, clear and empty. Like my mind. I know I used to think more. I couldn't remember what about. And did it matter? It felt good to have an empty mind. I didn't want to be...

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making a personal assistant

Alice woke up. There was a noise ringing in her ears, like a computer start up. She blinked twice, glancing around. She was in James' apartment, in the living room. Standing up, but feeling perfectly comfortable. James was there, the wolf standing in...

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It's always time to back up

Content warning for lots of things. Cybernetic dystopia, nanites, porn, non consensual mind editing, what is effectively kidnapping, mind drain, identity death and ends up pretty horrific. "Hi folks! Welcome to the stream!" An androgynous looking...

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A mind is a terrible thing to waste

A mind is a terrible thing to waste Terri folded the bag of flour she had been making cookies with closed, and stepped back as a cloud of white dust shot up into the air. 'Every time!' she thought to herself. 'Every time I forget that's going to...

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The Bimbos Across The Dance Floor

"Come on, man," said Mike, the hyena punching his friend in the arm before dragging him towards the club door. "I fucking guarantee it, you'll love it once the night kicks off! You will definitely be getting pussy, one way or the other!" "I can't...

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