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The cafeteria's double door swung open and the sales clerk breathed a sigh of relief. Naomie was wearing a light-blue floral skirt that would have suited her perfectly, if only she hadn't also been wearing her eternal pair of Dr. Martens, which weren't the best match. A white blouse, too large, failed to completely conceal her breasts, which he imagined to be very sweet. Maxence thought she had changed, but he couldn't be sure. When she saw him, a tremendous smile exploded across her face. He instantly grew concerned about the girl's favorite food being out of stock at this hour. He knew that of all the leftovers, only the remaining salmon pizza would somewhat satisfy her, so he was about to order it when she came up to the counter, beckoning him to wait. She gave him a cheerful "Hello!" but didn't take out her credit card, announcing that she didn't have much time. The soufflé that Maxence's heart had become deflated a little. - Sorry I didn't come earlier, I overslept this morning

The house was massive. No scratch that, it was luxurious. As Daniel stepped in, he was enveloped in the beauty of the mansion. He looked right to see a large living room, with comfortable-looking couches, A large flat TV and a nice rug to fit in. To his left was the dinning for eight people. It was grand. And right in front of him was the staircase probably leading into rooms. He stood there for a good five minutes admiring the floor. But everything came to an end when he heard the voice of his adopted brother, "it seems you like your new home, eh?". "Mind your business", he retorted in anger. Michael peered over to Daniel and smiled slightly, "Lunch will be served. Your room is to the right. The last room. If you need me, my room is next to yours", and like that he walked to his room. Daniel could hear the distinct sound of his door shutting. Daniel snorted at Michael and walked around the living room. It was large, Daniel noted. It had gaming pads and speakers for music too.

Themen: Weightgain (male) Diese Geschichte handelt von einem 17-jährigen, Benjamin Asler, eigent ein sportlicher und gut gebauter Kerl. Doch dann beginnt er mehr und mehr Probleme in der Schule zu haben, und die Dinge nehmen einen unerwarteten Lauf… 22:30 Uhr, das Fußballtraining war endlich vorbei. Verschwitzt lief ich zur Kabine, ich musste mich beeilen, denn obwohl wir morgen zehn Fächer hatten, hatte ich noch keine der Hausaufgaben gemacht, und ab der nächsten Woche begann auch die Klausurenphase, doch ich hatte noch gar nichts gelernt. Stattdessen war ich zum Training gegangen, heute 2 Stunden Fußball, gestern eineinhalb Stunden Basketball, und danach hatte ich noch mit ein paar Kumpels weiter gespielt. Morgen hatte ich zwar lange Schule, doch ich würde danach noch mit Kai und Alexander, meinen beiden besten Freunden, ins Gym gehen. Doch zum Glück hatten wir dann nur noch Donnerstag Schule, am Freitag hatten wir wegen irgendeinem Feiertag frei. Eigentlich hatte ich den ganzen

Themes: M/M MPREG romance (low key slow burn) between a fat librarian and a disabled punk musician Words: 2413 Part: 7/? “Did you make the appointment?” “Not yet.” “Oli, come on, you need to go to see the OBGYN” Oli said nothing, just fidgeted with his cup. “Do you want me to call?” Larry massaged the bridge of his nose despite his hand being covered in dish soap. He knocked his glasses off and they fell into the sink. Larry fished them out with a juicy curse. “What? No, I can call!” Oli objected, getting up to take Larry's glasses from him. He started polishing them and Larry was almost sure it was a technique to distract him from the topic, as much as it was helpful. “Really? Remind me who had to call your hairdresser?” “It's a new one, my old one quit…” Larry cocked an eyebrow. Oli let out a sigh. “It's not about that…” “Then what is it?” Larry sat down next to Oli at the table, having put the last of the dishes on the drying rack. “I…” Oli kept his eyes glued to the glasses in