Gurlgr Files: Foreward
I return after a long hiatus and idling away in the background!
Decided to stop torturing myself with big, complex stories that are taking forrreeeevvvver to write....and get back to the simple stuff, in order to re-invigorate myself here.
Smut. Lovely, easy, smut.
Sometime cheesy, sometimes cliche, sometimes a tired trope.
But always lewd, fun, and a good time.
Inspired by such works like "San Purnado, Caliporna" by WSAD (https://wsad.sofurry.com/)), this is going to be an anthology of simple stories. Some will be one-and-done-shots, some might have recurring characters or mini-arcs....only time will tell as it goes on!
(and if the readers have ideas/favorites!)
But regardless, they will all revolve around a silly little hookup app, and the intersecting lives of horny people.
(All of whom are of legal and consenting age!)
So behold....
The Gurglr Files!
"Taboo is nothing new in our world.
Whether it be a cheating spouse, a questionable relationship, or unorthodox tastes....we sexual creatures are no strangers to taboo.
Vore is no different than any other extreme kinks you can find on other dating apps, or in the dating scene.
While still not 'openly accepted' in modern civilization, it nevertheless is a constant presence in our highly sexual society.
You can find it in bars...in our schools...the workplace...and of course, on the internet.
People do it. People have done it for countless years before now.
Maybe even _ you _ do it.
So why not make it easier to find others like you?
Why not make it safer?
Why not eliminate the risk of finding the 'wrong partner'?
Welcome to Gurglr~"
- app introduction screen
His eyes gleamed in the backlight of his phone screen as he clicked the large, green 'ENTER' button. Thumb moving across the smooth surface, he read over the legalese of the app, as well as the necessary information about privacy, safety, and so-on. The more he read, he could feel his tail slowly wagging behind him...as well as the front of his jeans getting tighter.
This wasn't an app you just went and found on the app store - you had to get an invite link. And only those 'in the know' could even hand out the link. It was like belonging to a secret society or underground.
Just....y'know...hornier.
His thumbs glided across the phone's touch screen as he began filling out his profile; species, gender, height, weight, etc... all the usual things you would expect on an adult app. Pictures were optional and not required - anonymity was king in things like this. He didn't hesitate to leave his picture blank, living on college campus like this it would be too easy to get recognized with an obvious pic. Besides, one of the last lines of the introductory information was quite literally; "Their secret is YOUR secret." The app had mentioned not everyone was after the big kink - some people simply wanted to hookup for casual sex, or even use it for dating, like any other app, which was totally fair he admitted.
After that, was a small section you could write a paragraph blurb about yourself, what you liked, or just leave a teasing message for those who clicked on your page, as well as inputting your location for proximity tracking for other users.
Filling that out, then it got to the more personal info, and he had to subtly adjust his jeans once more as he leaned back on the quad bench to make sure no one was casually looking over his shoulder. People milled about on the grass, walking on the paved paths and talking, but no one was close enough to hover. Content in his privacy, he went back to the next section of drop-down menus;
Looking for: Guy, Girl, or Both?
Top or bottom?
Dom or Sub?
Extra kinks?
and finally.....
Pred or Prey?
Licking his dry lips, he input his selections, activated the location services on his phone for the app, and hit 'CREATE PROFILE', trying to ignore the hammering heartbeat in his chest. The little icon rotated a few times, before his phone let out a simple, discreet chime, telling him his profile was complete and now up for viewing. He looked over it, making sure he didn't make any silly typos or other embarrassing mistakes.
Ding!
"Huh?" he whispered, eyebrows going up, as the little Instant Messenger icon showed a new waiting message.
Ding!
"H-holy crap, another?" he breathed softly, thumb quivering over the envelope icon. "That fast?" he wondered, clicking on the first message....then feeling the heat blossom in his cheeks as he read the decidedly less-than-subtle DM a nearby match had sent him. "Oh....oh damn..."
Clearing his throat non-chalantly, he sat up and closed out the IM part, going back to the 'Browse Nearby' section. He had just begun scrolling through nearby profiles - probably people right on this very campus! - when a large, firm form bumped into his hands and sent his phone skittering across the grass...
(To Be Continued in " College Daze"!)