Dr. Sloan was driving us across the country to visit my polycule. She was the closest thing I had to a Caregiver. In this day and age, a Kinky Lifestyle Little like me couldn’t be picky. The State had a huge nation-wide curfew on travelling this time of year. Dr. Sloan had connections. Dr. Sloan, who told me, many times, to call her by her first name, Lakshmi, had to make one simple phone call and all was taken care of. S...

Location: Cryogenics Lab Year and Date: 2122 3pm Facilitators: Fred and Edwardo Warm sunlight cast upon the floor from the south‑facing window. The latest unit rolled into the office on a machine‑assisted trolley. Fred and Edwardo stood waiting in their white lab coats, and Mary Anne knelt on the ground with a comfortable towel placed under her. On Edwardo’s command, the button was pressed and the cryogenic freezing began...

It was Monday, early evening. One day had passed since he had slept with Emily, two days since he had slept with Tanya. Tonight, this mess would come to an end one way or another. He had been a nervous wreck all day, unable to concentrate on his job, hounded by the prospect of what he had to do that evening. He was fully prepared for the likely outcome that they would both dump him. That was what he deserved for not havin...

Emily walked out of the grocery store, awkwardly carrying her slightly-too-heavy bag of groceries. She should have had the foresight not to buy so much in one trip, but she was all distracted today. It felt weird to return to normal life after the excitement of her date with Sam. She just couldn’t stop thinking about him. She wanted to see him again, to cuddle him and kiss him and… maybe more. But she had adulting to do,...

As they stood at the threshold of her front door, Emily lovingly adjusted Sam’s scarf. It was late in the morning, but they had made no hurry to start the day, so she was still bed-headed. Even dressed in an oversized shirt and with her hair loose and dishevelled, she was still a beautiful sight. “I’ll see you again soon, right?” “Of course. At the very least, we’ll watch the new episode next Friday. But I’ll call you muc...

Samuel Rime inspected himself in the mirror. He had put on a grey cardigan over a simple black shirt and blue jeans. It felt too simple to wear on a first date. He wanted to make himself look nice, but the only way he really knew how was to go formal and that wouldn’t be appropriate. It was only an in-home date and he felt certain that Emily would be dressed as casually as always. This outfit would have to do. If nothing...

Taylor groaned softly as he drifted from sleep into consciousness. The first thing he became aware of was his erection, followed by the sensation of his two girlfriends snuggled up against him. He lay on his side on the bed, spooning one girl in front while the other spooned him from behind. His left arm was stretched forward, with the first girl’s head rested on it, while his right arm was wrapped around her, with his ha...

Another school day was coming to an end. Taylor hoisted his bag over his shoulder and made his way through the bustling hallways, too caught up in thought to pay much attention to his surroundings. He didn’t have a shift at the comic book store tonight, so he figured he would just head home and work on his sketches. He had come up with a few more good ideas while he was trying in vain to keep his attention on the class ma...

Brooks was at his wit’s end, between her flashbacks and her mood swings he was running out of options. He dialed the number he was told to dial only in the direst emergencies. And then waited. He’d grabbed a bottle of wine and found a hidden corner in the house, trying not to wince too hard when he heard things crashing and breaking, or her screaming. It was only about twenty to thirty minutes before he arrived. Slipping...

“Mom, I just don’t know what to do this summer. My best friend, Becky, is going to Europe, and the pool is closed for repairs.” “I want you to go to Bible Camp, Katy.” “Mom, I’ve gone to Bible Camp every year since I was ten. I don’t want to go again. Anyway, most of the kids are younger than me. Maybe I can visit Aunt Margaret and Uncle Ed. They live by the ocean, where I can swim, catch up on some reading, and get a nic...

Breaking Mariana. Chapter. 2. Date Preparations. Mariana was feeling a little nervous as she was suddenly caught off guard by Mr. Heart's sudden coldness, as the man lifted his left hand to give the young, light brunette girl the small, square gift box, which featured a Mexican pink ribbon and a very pale lilac-colored wrapping paper, both being Mariana's favorite colors. “Is that for me? What is it?” Mariana replied with...

My name is Mariana B, and this story is based on part of my life experiences as my journey to become an M Heart Girl began. It is a third-person POV. Some parts of the story do become a little fantasy since some names, places and events are slightly changed because of privacy reasons, especially those of other people that were involved in the events that took place. Join me, the Mariana Bujaidar in the story in her sexual...

Allie checked the address against the details in the online form to confirm she was at the right place, and rang the bell. The door buzzed open almost immediately. Someone was waiting. She checked her phone; it was 9 in the morning. Once it felt weird to have a morning shift at this job, but she was used to it by now. In the elevator, she checked herself in the mirror. She was wearing a pair of jean shorts that just barel...

Abner hated holidays. He saw them as a capitalistic scam to get more money and to feed the egregoric machine that is Consumerism. He had to work a cog job to support his family. And he did it well. No one starved or wore clothes so threadbare to incite shame and jeering from others. He considered himself doing well. A good provider, a good father. He was doing everything right. He had a loving and supportive polycule and...

“Master,” the Genie whispered, “I’m gonna go ahead and turn your cock back on, k?” George said nothing, but his cock responded immediately, hardening so fast it made Lacy jump when it swung up between the layers of her magnificent cake. “Oh!” she squealed. “Looks like someone’s not too good for me after all. About damn time.” After fiddling with her phone for a few moments, some smooth, lo-fi hip-hop began playing from a...