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How I got into trouble pt. 1 Hi, my name is Sean. I'm a 5'10" 17 year old male who has just recently been through a weird situation. Here it is. There are a pair of grogeous teen girls who live next door to me. Lauren and Amy were the same age as me and we've all been through school together. As we have grown up and hit our teens, I've found myself sexual attracted to the girls, and they also felt the same way. During our early teens we spent most of the time doing the "You show yours, I'll show mine" situations, but never had sex. One night I went over to their house to watch some movies. Their mother was out that night, and I had a guess

Okay, before anybody starts to think this is some weird idea, let me explain. For anyone who knows how to write (and I mean, REALLY knows how to write), you understand that a good story has everything written out on paper first.  You know, stuff like Outlines, Plot Triangles, Character Profiles.  This might be of a challenge to some of you and tie you down, but unless you are capable of keeping every piece of information in your mind, this is a good resource to fall back on.  If you do not need this, then fine—you aren’t required to use it.  According to Science Fiction Writers of America, do

:bulletred: Thor x Child Reader: Poptarts :bulletred: It was 11:00 in the morning; still much too early for lunch, but too late to be considered breakfast either . . . and (F/n) was absolutely starving!   The little girl of five had tried her best to ignore the pangs in her gut and the obnoxious growls of protest that her belly made. She had tried to distract herself by playing with her toys, and then even found Uncle Tony to play Mario Kart with her. . . But nothing was helping, and she was done waiting. From her current place on the large leather couch besides her uncle, the girl stretched her arms in an exaggerated gesture and put down he

I lived with my mother until I was eleven. She once told me that I was a planned child. Yet when I was twelve she told me she doesn't want me to live with her anymore because "she got her own life now". Now, if she would have been the jetsetting type, I might've understood. When you travel a lot a child can be a burden, limiting you in your personal fulfillment. But my mother spent her newly acquired own life on her butt on the couch, infront of the TV. Why do you want a child when you get rid of it after twelve years? I have my speculations about this. She separated from my father when I was five, first we went from one hotel to another, aft

Being a kindergarten teacher was something that you had always inspired to be, you loved children so it was always the perfect job for you. There was always something about kindergarten that checked all the boxes, it was were children learned the basic skills to be able to continue on with there education, to go on an become something great. You loved the children you worked with just as equally as they loved you, teaching them made you happy. You began you morning routine, before pulling on your work clothes they were never anything special, relaxed but professional. A pencil skirt and a blouse of a color that took your fancy and a black ca

“Look (y/n)” Lenore walked over and handed her younger cousin a dandelion. (y/n) was now the age of five, Lenore being six. “Pretty” (y/n) giggled as Lenore tucked it into her hair. The two girls played in the yard of Flavio’s mansion under the watch of Kuro and Lutz. “(Y/n)! Someone’s here to see you!” Flavio called out, meaning Luciano was home. (y/n) stood on her short legs and brushed the grass and dirt off before running inside. Lenore dashed after her eagerly into the large estate. “Papa!” (y/n) beamed as she flashed her small teeth at him. Luciano smiled and picked her up

“This is the place?” I asked, peering out of the window of my girlfriend, Erica’s sedan. Sometimes I don’t know how I get talked into things. Erica had managed to convince me to go with her to get some procedure done at this run down little clinic by the edge of town. She had coupons or something and wanted to try it out. Me, I don’t like doctors, I don’t like dentists, I certainly didn’t want to try my luck with some unknown place but one conversation with my girlfriend later I had agreed not only to go with her but try it out too. “This is the clinic.” Erica confirmed, pulling into a pa

Amanda checked her lip stick in her pocket mirror as she waited in front of the bus. Her fellow classmates were filing past her to get on but she was waiting for her friend Sara. As she waited, Amanda made sure to make her presence known to everyone who walked by. She had one hip popped out, showing off the curve of her butt cheeks while revealing more of her bare, smooth thigh beneath her short leather skirt. As she checked her full lips in the mirror, she leaned forward, pushing her large bosom out and giving everyone a good look at just how big her breasts were. Everyone from the glossiest gossip girl to the most basement dwelling gothic

Walking into the school bathroom stall, Jane looked left and right for any potential traps. Waving her wand, she cast a spell to ward off any curses and hexes. Finally, she pulled down her pants, then her underwear and put her hands on her hips to make sure she wasn’t wearing anything. She grunted and pushed out poop that was caught between her butt and the toilet water by the diaper she was suddenly wearing. Jane sighed. She didn’t even know why she still tried at this point. She had a curse on her that any time she pooped or peed, a diaper would magically appear around her waist and catch it, thus making her wet or mess a diape

Amanda sighed and checked the clock on the wall again. It hadn’t even been three minutes since she’d looked at it last. How was the day passing this slowly? Honestly she was beginning to suspect the stupid clock was broken. When she’d taken the summer internship she’d been expecting to work in a lab or do research or something entertaining. She hadn’t been expecting to be given a mountain of redundant paperwork and left to rot in a cubicle at the corner of the office. Worse, it was just late May and she was already bored out of her mind. It was shaping up to be a long summer. “Amanda.” Amanda jumped

“If your daddy objects to you taking ballet,” Miss Valerie told her young disciple, “I'll have to invite him to dance along with us.” It seemed that her plan was working. Mr. Sales pulled up outside the dance school just in time for tea. His thin face was creased and furrowed. He wore a sweater vest that showed no signs of wear or lint. Valerie understood why Alan was afraid of him. Miss Valerie calmly poured the hot water when suddenly her assistant burst through the door. “Do we have any more tights?” Kimiko asked. “Why?” “Eleanor lost hers yesterday and doesn't have another pair.R

"Nothing happening, again" you complained while spinning in circles in your desk chair. Nothing exiting ever happen to you, but that was about to change. You continued to spin when suddenly your cell phone began to ring. You picked up the device and answered only to her the voice of your best friend secret crush, Dirk Strider. "Hey. yo what's up __?" you hear him say through the phone. "Nothing really." you start to reply shyly "how about you?" "Everything is alright" he stops for a moment. You can hear what sounds like a baby's screaming in the backround. "Are you sure everything is alright?" you ask. "Yeah I'm pretty sure",you hear m

Turned Into A Sissy Baby I was terrified at the prospect of being turned into a girl. I mean it’s one thing to do it alone in your bedroom from time to time but another thing entirely to have beautiful women see you in a dress. I don’t think that’s the best way to get girls. But due to hard times I needed a place to stay and some extra money. A group of experts were offering big bucks (like 25 million) to a group of men with different views of womanhood and feminization. I was lucky enough to be chosen. So I packed a bag with all my essentials and hopped a private jet to an even more private island over 20 hours away where

Peek. Peek. Peek. There before (e/c) was the most adorable baby boy in the world, his tan skin glowed in the morning sun as he laid In his baby crib. Sucking his little thumb while a little drool formed at the mouth. Wiping it away with a little grin on her face she wipes the drool away with her cloth that she had. "Hey, wake up sleepy head." Any normal mother would want their child to sleep, although this mother wanted to hold her baby boy.  Crazy yes, but she wanted see that smiling face of his so badly. Then as if on cue the little baby opens his eyes to reveal a olive green color hue, with a smile on his face that the mother

Master of Ravens 1 My little brother is nine years old the first time I decide to kill him. During the night, snow fell over the jagged wreckage of our land. In the morning I realize he will follow me outside if I call to him. Like an awkward-limbed colt he'll stumble through the snowdrifts, and I can leave him to the ice and wind in the shadow of a three-walled building. No one will see me. Our father will think he has gotten lost on his own. I too will cry when they find his body. When the mourning is done, however, I will be my father's true and only son. 'Cam,' he will call to me, and I'll kneel down before him. My father. Master of

 “Will!!!” Came crying out from down stairs, and was answered with the typical teen rolling eyes and reply from up the stairs. “What?!” . “Package for you!!” was a reply the young red head didn’t expect. She immediately dropped her pencil, discarded her home work and rushed down the steps just as her mom left the room. “Huh…I didn’t order anything…” She picked up the package and noticed it was rather heavy for something so small… Shrugging, she hurried back up stairs to see what she got in private. Taking a moment to pick up her schoolbooks, and tossed them onto her bed. Sh

“Is it okay if we share you?” Click, click, click. Click, click… Cli- “-I AM SO FREAKING BORED!” You threw your head back, as far away from your computer screen as you could manage. You were so insanely bored out of your mind that you had nothing left to do—not even on the Internet. You had just stopped yourself from typing ‘Google’ into Google out of your pure boredom. “Ughh…” You groaned, standing up. You slammed your laptop shut, only before realizing there would still be nothing left for you to do even if you did get up. Letting out another sigh of defeat, you plopp

“Plants.” Angela muttered again, just loud enough that her friends could hear her over the rush of wind. “Plants.” Celia nodded. She tilted her broom so she flew a little farther away from Angela. “I signed up for magical studies.” Angela said, picking at her broom in boredom “And what I get is plants.” “It’s not as though any of the senior magicians would fly miles into the middle of nowhere just to check out rumors about a new plant.” Emily pointed out “You didn’t think you’d be discovering the Alchemist’s stone after your first year of school did y

Joe had just gotten offline after talking to some of his friends there. They were really some of the only friends he had, outside of a few at school. He was quite tired that night and wanted to get some sleep. Not that he had anything to look forward to the following day. Tomorrow was his birthday, but his family didn’t have the financial means to have a proper party for him. This year, he wouldn’t even be getting any presents. It was almost like they didn’t even acknowledge his date of birth to begin with. His birthday was one of the loneliest days of his experience. The most he would be getting for his birthday at that poi

I couldn’t fall asleep, rolling in my bed, pondering. I was nervous. Tomorrow was my twenty fifth birthday and in my family it was kind of a big deal. If you were woman that is. Every female, as far as anyone could remember, seemed to blow up after reaching this age. It didn’t matter how slim and skinny you were before, there seemed to be no escape from this fate.   I was determined to be the one to change it, to be the exception from the rule. I didn’t spend hours upon hours in the gym just to let my toned athletic figure disappear. I worked too hard to get my rock hard abs and there was no way I would let it go in vain jus