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Becca recently joined a lesbian wrestling association where will fight women in a 4 round contest. Each round ends after an opponent is pinned, knocked out, submits, orgasms, or is stuck in a humiliating hold for 20 seconds. Knock outs are worth 2 points while pins, submissions, orgasms, and humilation holds are worth 1. Wrestlers are also able to gain multiple points in a round if the wrestler decides they don't want to reset to their corner yet. If the points are tied after 4 rounds then there will be a tie breaker that is first to make the opponent orgasm wins.
It's not easy to bargain with demons, which Eddie discovers the hard way after he escapes death by trading his soul to the demon Azir, a handsome and charming resident of Hell. Azir promises to return Eddie's soul in exchange for allowing demons the use of his body for their own amusement. It's the last deal he wants to make, but if he wants to save his soul, it may be his only choice.
There are many common-sense rules to live by, and I just managed to break three of them in one go: never wear black when walking at night, never cross against a red light, and never make a deal with the devil. So, there I am, lying in the street, the taste of blood in my mouth as I struggle to draw breath, and this guy walks up and looks down at me. He seemed like a normal guy, except for the absolute lack of any kind of human compassion in his eyes. He stared at me like I was some bug he couldn’t care less about stepping on.
“Boy, are you in a pickle or what?” he said, crouching down beside me. “That is a lot of blood. And I’m no expert on human anatomy, but I don’t think your arms and legs are supposed to bend like that. But I guess bouncing off a windshield, a telephone pole, and the street will do that to you.” He leaned closer, a flickering light dancing in the depths of his dark eyes. “You’re dying, Eddie. Can you feel it? Your life fading with each desperate beat of your heart?”
I wasn’t sure which was more frightening, that I could feel it, or that he knew my name.
“Are you ready to die, Eddie?” he asked. “In about two minutes, your heart will stop and your brain will cease to function, and you will find out what, if anything, waits for you on the other side. Are you ready for that? Or do you want to live?”
I tried to answer, but it came out as a sob, bloody bubbles flecking my lips.
“I can save you,” the strange man whispered, holding his hand out to me. …
Judy is an isolated shut-in who freezes up during any real-time social interation. She's worked from home her entire life, just getting by on the jobs that require no direct contact, but despite her excellent work, her inability to participate in calls is threatening her work. Now her one remaining major client is at risk unless she shows up to a meeting with his bosses in person! What should she do?
Judy didn’t know what to do.
It was a state of mind she was very familiar with, though that really only made her feel worse. A lifetime of anxiety-induced indecision and a paralysing fear of social interaction had seen her grow from a withdrawn and nebbish child into the adult life of a reclusive shut-in.
It was only thanks to the miracles of the modern age that she was able to find work on a freelance basis with mixed media - graphic design, sound design, programming - instead of simply wasting away in an attic somewhere.
She wasn’t stupid (though anyone would have struggled to convince her of this): She had a keen eye, a deft hand and a knack for problem-solving, so long as the problem could be expressed in a short email or project brief. If only she could maintain her composure when faced with… well, another person’s face, she might have become quite successful in life. As it was, any work that required an in-person meeting or even so much as a video call caused her to shut down in such a way that she couldn’t even bring herself to decline the invitation. The resulting reputation for ghosting had hurt her job prospects, and she realised that if she didn’t do something drastic, the work might dry up entirely.
Right now she had one major client that hadn’t yet written her off as a lost cause, but she could tell it was a close thing. Her work until recently had been very well received, but her contact there had recently been promoted to project manager and he had been determined to pull her up with him, despite her protests.
“It’s my supervisor,” one of his earlier messages read. “Several supervisors, to be honest. They’re refusing to believe …
Gemma signs up to be a test subject in a ‘Temporary Human Neuroengineering Trial’ that’s a little bit hazy on the details. It turns out a new neural transmitter and receiver pair are being tested, which allows somebody to experience all the sensations from, and control all the inputs to, somebody else’s body. Unfortunately for Gemma, she’s the receiver, and it really does feel like she’s still the one in control…
“Test Number One, beginning!”The voice came out of a small loudspeaker on the wall across from me. I didn’t know exactly what was being tested, but I figured it had something to do with the injection they’d given me when I first arrived.My name is Gemma, and I’m just broke enough that getting paid $500 to be a subject in a ‘Temporary Human Neuroengineering Trial’ was pretty damn appealing.I’d followed a listing on the student board all the way to this dingy room in the back of the nanotech building, where some excited postgraduates had made me sign a consent form and explained that they couldn’t explain anything before the experiment started. Then they stabbed me in the arm with a needle and left. Really helpful.I deduced it had something to do with the new nanobots the faculty had been working on. These microscopic machines could be put into a syringe and injected into mice, where their nervous system could be stimulated directly by a human wearing an EEG or something. I’d seen videos on instagram of the mice being made to run around mazes and do things they couldn’t have figured out so quickly on their own. I found that stuff super fascinating. Were they going to get me to control a mouse with my own set of nanobots? Or would they try to get my arm to jerk under somebody else's control, like that BrainNet/TMS experiment back in 2019? That would be kinda hot. I shivered and felt myself get a little bit aroused.I looked down and briefly cupped my boobs with my hands, a little gasp coming out of my mouth. Then I snapped my head up and stared at the wall across from me, throwing my hands down to the sides. …
Matt stumbles upon a ring that lets him possess people. Heavily inspired by the writing.com story The Possession Spell, but nerfed so the one with the power isn't in absolute control of everything.
My name's Matt. That day was meant to be just another day.. but it turned very weird, and very interesting.It would have been about 5pm when I walked into my apartment. It was convenient, since it was close enough to college, yet wasn't super expensive or loud. Plus I could walk to all the fun parties.Anyway, I walked in to see my girlfriend, Mira, sitting on the couch. I always thought she was cute in an exotic way - she was short, petite, with black hair and dark brown eyes. She was half Japanese, which is why I think I found her so attractive. Today, she was looking at me in a very unusual way. Not like her at all."Hey... Matt" she said hesitantly. Oh shit, I thought. Was she breaking up with me?"Hi?" I said carefully."So I have something to tell you..." Shit. It's really happening. I think she saw the look on my face, and quickly added "Oh no don't worry, nothing is wrong. We're still good. It's just... this is so weird."Relieved, I approached her and noticed she was wearing a ring. She never wore jewelry like that. "So, nice ring..." I said."Yeah that's what I wanted to talk to you about. Actually..." she started, getting up and walking over to me. I walked closer and took her hand. She flinched as I began to examine the ring, still on her finger. As I went to pull it off... "No!"The ring was half off, and I felt a force - not unlike a blast of wind - hit me. "Fine!" I slipped the ring back on... and blacked out.---I awoke in bed a short while later. Mira was sitting on the edge of the bed, playing with …
An outcast dragon in the middle of mating season, Myr seeks relief in the only place he can find it -- with humans. Using his powers of mental persuasion, he compels a young woman into the forest and uses her to satisfy his burning desires.
It’s hard to be alone. There’s no one to tell you simple things, like why dragons don’t like the snow. It’s not that we have anything against snow—it’s pretty, all shiny white, and it makes the neatest crunching sounds under our feet. It’s that the shit is cold. And dragons don’t do well in the cold. I learned that the hard way.
It was autumn when I crossed the mountains. I think that’s the only reason I survived. The snow had receded to the highest peaks and the shadiest valleys, and I was at the crest before I discovered my error. I stood, staring down into a beautiful, green valley, full of rivers and trees and small villages, and—most importantly—no sign of another dragon. It was paradise. And the only thing between me and the respite I desperately needed, was a north-facing slope covered in deep snow and broken ice fields.
The ice was easy enough to navigate. My talons pierced the glassy surface and kept me from sliding, but the cold burned up through the scales of my feet, stealing the heat out of my legs. My muscles began to cramp. Then I hit the snow, my feet breaking through the icy crust and plunging into the wet slush beneath. I could literally feel the warmth bleeding out of my body, each step slower and more laborious than the last, my heart rate dropping to one or two beats a minute.
It was all I could do to keep moving. I just wanted to lie down and sleep, but I knew if I did, I’d never wake up again. Old dragons sometimes bruminate in ice caves, their body temperature dropping to just a few degrees above freezing, sleeping for a hundred years or more, but I was not …
As newlyweds struggling to make a start in life, Lucas and Mila Cruz are astonished to learn that Mila’s late grandmother has left them the entirety of her estate on the condition that they stay at her personal villa for seven nights. It’s a strange demand, but how can they refuse?
The will had been read.
The papers had been signed.
Mila and Lucas Cruz stood at the entrance to the new estate - THEIR new estate -in complete, stunned silence.
The property stretched out for what felt like miles in every direction - row after row of meticulously trimmed topiaries stood guard along gravel paths and around walls and columns of sandstone that shone golden in the morning light.
Lucas permitted himself a quiet whistle.
“Yeah,” Mila agreed.
“And you really didn’t know her very well?” Lucas asked.
Mila shook her head. “Barely knew she existed. Wasn’t expecting anything, really. Definitely not THIS.”
Lucas nodded, the silence broken only by the sound of distant birdsong.
At almost a hundred years old, Teresa De León had been the matriarch of Mila’s side of the family, now very widely dispersed around the world. Mila herself had fallen out of touch with the vast majority of her extended family overseas, until she received a summons to the reading of her grandmother’s will.
“Should we go in?” Mila said eventually.
Lucas shook himself awake. “Yeah. Yeah. I’ll leave the luggage here for now and just bring the keys.”
They left their second-hand car parked by the fountain, looking for all the world like a chicken nugget on a wedding cake. Something to be done about that in a week’s time perhaps, but for now the incongruity would just have to stand.
“How big is it?” Lucas asked as they trod the gravel path.
“Big,” said Mila, almost spinning as she walked trying to catch sight of everything at once. “The executor gave me a number but, I mean… just look at the place.”
“I’m looking,” Lucas agreed. “Big.”
A pair of dark wooden double doors greeted them at the end of the path, flanked …
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After her victory over Sarah, Becca is waiting in her changing room, when she gets told that a veteran wrestler has challenged her to a match. What Becca doesn't know is that this match is a Handicap 2 vs 1 match and she will be up against Stacie and Gracie who are curvy twins who love to dominate their opponents. Becca will be subjected to a total domination from these twins as they will humiliate her in front of the crowd in 1 on 1 actions and illegal double team moves that the ref ignores.
Becca's heart raced as she heard the news of the challenge. She had never faced a Handicap 2 vs 1 match before, let alone against two curvy twins who were known for their dominating tactics. Despite her initial apprehension, she couldn't resist the thrill of the challenge and the opportunity to prove herself against such formidable opponents.
Becca entered the ring first, walking out in black booty shorts, with some of her ass hanging out the back, and a red sports bra, that contains her C cup breast. As she walks down the ramp enjoying the crowds reaction to her entrance, she gets into the ring and sets up in her corner waiting for her opponents.
Once their theme song comes on, Stacie and Gracie, known as the Seductresses, emerge in their gold g-string bikinis that compliment their huge assests as their butts are hanging out of their g-string and their DD cup breast spill out of the small bikini tops they have on. As they make their way down to the ring they strut down the ramp teasing the crowd and Becca with their swaying breast.
Once they make it to the ring both Stacie and Gracie stradle the middle rope and start twerking on it which draw catcalls from the crowd.
Once they both are in the ring they make their way over to Becca which each girl grabing hold of one of Becca's arms and hold them in between their huge breasts. While Beccas arms are restrained Gracie starts whispering in Becca's ear, "Be sure not to orgasm too fast." Then in her other ear Bracie says, "We like to make sure the crowd gets to enjoy to match just as you will."
After Bracie and Gracie are done teasing Becca they return to their corner where they get ready to being the match. Gracie decides to start the match first for the twins as she stays in the ring and Bracie goes in between the ropes and hangs out on the apron but not before teasing Becca somemore with some booty shaking.
The distraction caused Becca to orginally miss the bell as Gracie starts making her way towards her. Becca notices right as Gracie gets to her and she puts Becca in a headlock with her face pressed against the side of her boob and tells Beeca, "Don't forget who's in the ring or this might end too soon."
After she say this she brings her to s neutral corner where she throws Becca head first into the turnbuckle where she stays with her back turned to her opponent.
While Becca is still in the corner Gracie grabs the back of her booty shorts and starts pulling them up giving Becca a painful wedgie and then starts slapping Becca's ass humiliating Becca early in the match.
After Gracie is done spanking Becca she grabs her hair and tosses her in the middle of the ring where Becca falls down looking up at the stunning beauty above her.
Gracie seeing Becca look so defenseless decides to see if she can finish this round in humilating fashion as Gracie turns around and descends on Becca's face going for a reverse facesit pin.
The ref seeing this goes down and starts counting as Gracie starts twerking on her opponents face. "1..."
Becca still in the match breaks the pin attempt by getting her arm up pushes Gracie off of her which angers her and reassures herself that this will end up being a fun match.
Gracie gets up first with Becca still catching her breathe on the mat and Gracie goes and grabs Becca's hair and picks her up before throwing Becca into the twins' corner.
Once there Bracie wraps her arms around Becca's neck and starts choking Becca out, all while Gracie is distracting the ref who has her back turn to the pair on the other side of the ring.
Becca seeing this starts screaming for the ref with what little oxygen she syill has before Bracie goes and covers her mouth and nose and whispers, "I wouldn't try that if I were you, there's only so much oxygen in your lungs and we wouldn't want you wasting it on pointless struggles."
While this is happening, on the other side of the ring Gracie is complenting the ref saying, "You look so amazing in your ref outfit, when did the producers allow such slutty ref attire." "They knew I was going to be in the ring with you and your sister and said that you two would prefer to have me in a slutty attire, whatever that's suppose to mean" the ref says.
Gracie seems to know exactly what that means as she goes into the ref and starts making out with her before pulling up slightly on the refs black lacy panties before backing her up into the twins' corner.
Bracie seeing this knows exactly what to do as she releases Becca and allows her to drop into a seating position. This puts her in direct eye level with the approaching ass of the ref and Gracie who is leading the ref right to Becca's unsuspecting face.
Becca sees this at the last second but is too weaken to move out of the way as the exposed ass of the ref descends on her face. Becca starts screaming in the refs ass as that elicits moan out of the refs mouth, as she now understands what the producers meant as well.
The ref then starts twerking her ass on Becca's face while still kissing Gracie. Gracie noticing this decides to get on the humilation by pressing her foot on Becca's covered crotch and starts teasing Becca's pussy.
Once the bell rings after the 20 seconds on domination the ref and Gracie move out of the corner and break their kiss while admiring the humiliating state that they put Becca in.
The ref then helps Becca up and brings her to her corner to start getting ready for the next round. The scoreboard changes to Seductresses-1, Becca-0.
Before the next round starts Gracie tags in Bracie to let her join in on the fun while also noticing how aroused the ref is knowing that she might be in for a very long night now.
As the bell rings, starting the next round, Bracie struts over towards Becca, who is in a defensive state, decides to ramp up the fun and strips her bra, placing it in the middle of the ring, and starts cupping her boobs and makes them bounce distracting Becca as she makes her way towards her.
Once Bracie is close enough to Becca she decides to swing her breast right into Becca's face stunning her as Bracie swings her chest again and again causing Becca to back up into the ropes where Bracie continues her onslaught of swinging breasts causing Becca to get drowsy on the ropes.
Bracie noticing this stops her onslaught and allows Becca to hang on the ropes with her arms draped over the top ropes.
While draped on the ropes, Becca is forced off them as Bracie grabs Becca's her and throws her into another set of ropes. But instead of allowing Becca to bounce off the ropes, Bracie follows Becca and stands right where she will rebound off of where she will meet Bracie's large breast again causing Becca to become even more drowsy as she goes backwards and uses the ropes to keep her up again.
Bracie seeing this decides that this round is basically over and it's time for another humilation hold to finish this round.
Bracie walks over to her corner where Gracie and ref were talking and enjoying the match. Once Bracie gets there she tells the two of them the move she had in mind and they all giggle with delight. Bracie them tags in Gracie and they all make their way to the drowsy Becca still resting against the ropes.
First Gracie walks up to Becca and grabs a hold of Becca's booty shorts and yanks them off of her exxposing her pussy for all to see. Then Bracie goes onto the other side of the rope and does a handstand before locking her knees in between the ropes and Becca's arms and then grabs Becca's legs and pulling them off the ground which suspends both Bracie and Becca off the ground. Before Becca is able to scream from the pain she is experiencing, Gracie steps on the bottom ropes and plants her now bare chest onto Becca's face not allowing her to make a sound. Finally, once both Seductresses are setup, the ref kneels down under Gracie right where Becca's exposed pussy is and starts sucking on her clit and licking all up inside her pussy causing Becca to moan and scream into Gracie's breast.
After the buzzer rings for another domination point the three of them decide that Becca has not yet had enough as they can feel that she is on the edge of an orgasm.
The ref keeps licking and sucking Becca's pussy and soon Becca starts to buck around and spray her juices right into the ref's mouth, where she swallows some but leaves some in her mouth as she goes to kiss Gracie, who is now off of Becca, and pass some of Becca juices to her before she makes her way to Becca passes the rest of Becca's juices right into owners mouth.
This rings the domination buzzer a second time giving the seductresses 2 points for this round. Seductresses-3, Becca-0.
The match continues between Becca and the Seductresses, as Bracie and Gracie have dominated Becca in the first two rounds. The current score is 3-0 in favor of the Seductresses and they with the help of the ref will finish this match with a dominate performance further humiliating Becca.