My Wife Jennifer - Chapter 17 by bertmacklinsbrother, literature
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My Wife Jennifer - Chapter 17
All good things come to an end eventually. As melancholy as that reality is, the wise will tell you that a good thing ending is exactly what makes it so special in the first place. The fleeting opportunity is what gives us agency to savor and enjoy the moment. Well, whoever those “wise” people are; they can shove that sentiment up their ass. They clearly had never experienced something as heavenly as I just had. As our anniversary vacation came to a close, I wanted nothing more than for our paradise to last forever; to remain in our pocket of Eden, perfectly blissful, surrounded only by sunshine and Jen’s naked muscle body. A full week of frivolity, amazing food, and sandy beaches now felt like the distant past. After a few days of being back home, the aches across my entire body from our vigorous sex marathon had faded. Jen had emptied my balls several times a day during our vacation and now I was whiplashed back to reality where I only got to see my wife briefly in the
The Couple That Could (Muscle Growth) 1/3 by workworkty, literature
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The Couple That Could (Muscle Growth) 1/3
In the Sunshine Blaze retirement home, people come to wither and die. A coffer of sagging skin and fragments of lost mobility remain at the door. Inside Room 32B, a couple suffering from diabetes laid on equal beds separated by a 5 meter gap. Thomas and Julia. 92 and 87 respectively. In a manufacturing facility in Guangdong, China. Two insulin shots are mistakenly replaced with an experimental super soldier serum made by the MediChina cooperation for the military. These would somehow end up in the hands of the Sunshine Blaze Retirement Home. On a perhaps some would say ordinary winter morning, Sally Harmon a young intern was tasked with delivering the Insulin shots to the two elderly's in Room 32B. Sally opened the door to the room and saw Thomas sitting in his wheelchair reading a book while Julia slept. "Oh hi, my dear Sally. Is it time already for my shot?" Sally smiled and nodded at the old man. She didn't mind him but found his eyes to constantly peer and scan her body up
Don't know if anyone is watching Lessons in Chemistry on Apple TV with Brie Larson (it's really good), but it got me thinking about writing something that was similar to her character but more in our focus. This is a slow burn, much like my novels. https://www.amazon.com/stores/Richard-Greye/author/B07MXQ7R8C?ref=ap_rdr&store_ref=ap_rdr&isDramIntegrated=true&shoppingPortalEnabled=true I've already outlined the whole story and written the first two chapters. If folks like it I'll post the whole thing here. Also let me know if you'd like to see something in particular and I might be able to twist that in. ---- The year was 1950, a time when the world was still shrouded in the heavy fog of sexism, particularly within the scientific community. Elizabeth Zott was a striking and determined young chemist, known for her remarkable beauty and intelligence that set her apart. Tiny waist, blonde-haired, and light cerulean eyes she bore the body of a Playboy, but she hardly cared. Her
Milk makes you Big and Strong by SGAnimator, literature
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Milk makes you Big and Strong
The following story contains - Muscle and Height Growth
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Milk Makes you Big and Strong - Written by SGA
“Oooh! Yaay! We got the special milk!”, exclaimed Annie, pouring herself a glass. Her older sister Megan was less enthused, “What’s so great about this milk?”.
“It makes you big and strong! Look!” replied Annie as Megan read the slogan.
“I mean yeah it has calcium but I don’t think Milk can make you much bigger or stronger.”,
“You just wait Megan!”
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I had the strangest dream last night. I woke up in my own body but it was last week. I know this since I just bought a new home elliptical machine but hadnt set it up yet. I got up, tripped over the box and gashed my hand on the nightstand. It seemed so real and the pain really hurt. I went to the bathroom to clean it up and put on a band-aid. Thats all that happened which really doesnt sound like a weird dream, but when I woke up and started getting ready for work, I looked down at my hand and saw an almost healed gash. I glanced to the corner of the room and my new machine was there, all set-up with the box tossed in yeste