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Disclaimer: This story is my intellectual property, and should be treated as such, do not plagiarize, or post without permission. If it is not legal to view writings that are sexually explicit and may have themes of bondage, feminization and other 'deviant' sexual experiences: don't read this. Don't read it, if it is not legal to do so where you live. Going any further is of your own free will, and responsibility is solely on yourself. Any similarity to real people or events is highly cliche, horrifying and unintentional... Mistress Dyvia Presents: The Cost of a Hero By: Mistress Dyvia Malcolm woke up in his cell.. He wasn't sure what time of day it was, there was a small light above his head which was the only source of light. Truthfully he was unsure of what day it was. There were no clocks to tell the time, and the closest thing he could do tell time was go by his sleeping schedule... But truthfully even that was unreliable. Sometimes he was close to passing out from boredom, but here he was on the verge of a break down as well. As he had many times before he thought about what led him to this point... He had said goodbye to his family a few days ago, maybe a few days ago? He was walking to the bus stop, he was a junior in college and had a class at nine, and then there was a whoosh of air from behind him that made him stop and look back. A guy dressed in black was standing behind him, and he had grabbed him, and with a similar sudden whoosh, he was in the cell. The guy took a few steps back, and with two whooshes he disappeared and reappeared on the other side of the bars. Hours passed and he honestly didn't know if he was going to live or die. His family wasn't rich by any means. But eventually somebody did come down and held up a phone for what appeared to be a video conference of some sort. He was to talk to his father, assure him that he was unharmed, in fact he was encouraged to be as honest as he could be about my situation, and he was. Once the phone was pulled away, he overheard more of the demands, it wasn't money. Malcolm's father was on the city board and there was a measure that was going to fail 4-3,and Malcolm was the insurance that the legislation would pass. That was weeks away, so it was likely he would be a prisoner for weeks. And like so many other times, the boredom and despair pushed him into exhaustion and he simply fell asleep. He woke up to an explosion. Well he was pretty sure that's what he had heard. He saw a glowing yellow light further down the hall. There was some yelling, and he saw a man run by leaving ice tracks where his feet had hit the ground. A moment later, the yellow glow vanished. There seemed to be some arguing once the emergency was over and a woman in black, who was not too dissimilar in appearance to the teleporting guy. She walked by holding a girl in a loose fitting white dress, she opened the door and pushed the girl in white inside Malcolm's cell, telling her. "You will stay in there until Lady Mindstorm decides what to do with you. Lady Mindstorm. The first time he had actually heard a name associated with his kidnapping... Malcolm had heard of her, no one had ever seen her face. But she commanded an underground army of super-powered villains, those few that had been caught were ghosts, they had no records, their faces were not found in any databases. Everything about her was a mystery. But they knew what her group was involved, trafficking, drugs, extortion, sabotage, anything that would bring profit. And there were the two of them, two prisoners. She looked at Malcolm closely. "Hi, I'm Krystal. How long have you been here?" "Malcolm... I'm not sure a week, maybe... hard to say." They shook hands. "Why are you here?" "Parents have power over some project, you?" She looked down, as if she were unsure if she wanted to answer. "I give superpowers to the people I have sex with." His eyes widened. "How long have you been here?" a question that just begged to be asked given the rumors of all the villains with powers that followed Lady Mindstorm. She looked down in shame. "Since I was a senior in high school. I met a guy, we snuck out a couple days after my 18th birthday. We had sex, I left, and when I went back the next day, he had been turned into a woman, and had mind control abilities. She used them on me, to start sleeping with people that she made loyal to her with her abilities, and I started to create an army for her, I couldn't stop if I wanted, she made me want them... As you can imagine, she was Lady Mastermind. Malcolm's eyes widened. "Lady Mastermind is a dude?" She shook her head. "Was a dude..." She paused. "She made it so I can't leave this place, if i saw the opportunity to walk out, I wouldn't be able to move my legs, but she never messed with me like she did with the others, she made sure I knew I wanted to leave." They spent some time talking like this. There weren't a lot of details that were important, but it was clear Malcolm was the first man she had been able to hold her without compulsion. And they took a bit of comfort in one another that couldn't be attained in solitude. An idea popped into Malcom's head. "You said you couldn't leave if you wanted to., But what if there was a way out and someone carried you out. Would you be able to leave then?" She nodded her head. "I think so." There was a moment. "Okay, this might seem strange, but what if you slept with me, could you give me a really cool power, and then see if I could get us out of there?" She paused as if she didn't like the idea of sleeping with him just for the hell of it. "Maybe. But you know you would be a woman, right?" "I thought that was just Lady Mindstorm?" he questioned. She shook her head. "Every one of her enhanced lieutenants, started as the opposite sex. So if we had sex, then-" "-I would be a woman," he finished. And thought for a moment. "Can it be undone?" She nodded her head. "If we slept together again, You'd lose your powers, and be a man again." There was an uneasy silence. "Are you willing? I don't want to force this on you." She nodded her head. "I'd certainly rather have an emotional bond between lovers, but she has made me have sex with so many others... I'm willing to do it once on my own for a chance at freedom." Malcolm nodded his head. "Do you want to wait until later, when the facility is a little less busy?" She shook her head. "No. I don't think Lady Mindstorm would want me alone with anyone, when she returns she'll want us separated." "How do you know she's not here?" he asked. She looked up at him as she closed the distance between them. "Because I am in here with you. She wouldn't want me with anyone she wasn't controlling." She reached up and wrapped her arms around his head and pulled his head down for a kiss. This may have been the most awkward sex Malclom had ever had. The situation was mind boggling, he was about to have sex with a girl who would make him a woman to give him super powers to have get them both out of here. They were in a musty cellar-like prison cell and he hadn't known her long enough to know if he wanted to fuck her her or not. But she managed to hold him just right. And he felt her hands on his stomach and slowly move south as she kissed him gently. She knew how to get a guy to react sexually. And he moved his head down so his lips could meet hers... And they had sex. The sex was longer than he would have expected, and she wasn't wasting any time getting them both to orgasm... and when it was done, he was spooning her. "Damn, you are good," he told her with a smile that was supposed to be complementive. She looked to him, and then away, clearly a frown appearing on her face. "I've had experience... a lot of it." In a tone that was equally clear that she was not proud of her sexual history, and Malclom realized considering she had been mentally forced into wanting it, he could see where his compliment wasn't appreciated. He stood up and raised his arms over his head and stretched. "Wow, I'm exhausted... I feel..." He shook his head. "I feel... really exhausted." She nodded her head. "Lay down before you pass out." She paused. "And you will, it happens within minutes every time." She got off the small bed and let him lay down, and he struggled to keep his eyes open. But a green gleam caught his eye, and he saw green crystals start to appear around his fingernails, and they started growing over his fingers. "What?" he started to ask. "It's okay, I'll see you shortly." And his vision faded to black. His eyes snapped open, he was in a liquid, and felt like he was in a green crystal coffin. He gave a push and the crystals started to crack, so he pushed harder. And then he crawled out, and saw Krystal looking from a sitting position in the corner. A glint of hope in her eyes. "Hey" Malcolm said... pausing at her new voice. "This will take some getting used to." He stepped down and realized he was now looking up at Krystal. Not by much, but he must have lost a foot of height. Went from 6 ft 2 inches to something just over five feet... That would take some getting used to as well. Malcolm took a minute and looked at her body, her breasts, felt between her legs to feel for that noticeable absence, but shook off the insecurity in her thoughts, it was temporary and they needed to escape. "Now we just have to figure out what kind of power I have now..." I can tell you, let me just put my hand on your chest." She held out her hand. He let out a gasp at his new breasts... her new breasts? "Umm yeah. Okay." Krystal pressed her hand to Malcolm's chest and took a step back. "What?" was about all that came out of her mouth. "What, what?" Malcolm asked in confusion. "Confidence. I was trying to give you teleportation powers." "I'm confused." "So am I, I've never given a power like this before... and for the first time, I don't know if I can replicate it. I'm pretty sure I can't. But your power is confidence. If you are confident you can do something, you should be able to do it." She paused to think. "I wonder if you had some latent power, and that messed with what I was trying to do to you..." "Ignoring the part where Malcolm might have had powers on his own... She looked at the bars. "So if I believe I can punch those bars so hard the hinges will fly off, they will?" Krystal nodded her head. "If you are confident that you can flick the doors with your fingers hard enough to send them into the next room, you will unleash that strength... but physics might not be accommodating... You might send half the door instead. "Alright stay behind me," she said to Krystal as she positioned her hands on the bars, and was confident she could do this... "Before you do. If for some reason you can't get me out. Get yourself out. Be a hero. Be a hero this city deserves." Malcolm smiled. "We'll get out of here. Trust me. I'm confident we'll be gone in no time." Then she started to push forward, not expecting it to be as easy as it was, there was a loud creak and crunch that echoed down the halls from where the whole set of bars broke from the cement and crashed to the floor, and Malcolm was stumbling down to her knees... Getting up, she turned offering a hand, and said. "Let's go," to Krystal. "I can't. It's escaping, I can't move on my own." Malcolm nodded, scooped her up and held her. "Light as a feather." she said with a wink. They ran down the hall and up a flight of stairs and came to a room with seven people, five women, and two men... "They all have powers Malcolm!" Krystal warned. And he knew that it was odd, as it really meant five men who were now women, and two women that were now men. Malcolm put her down and Krystal backed into a corner. One of the men had yellow lightning strips on his arms, and immediately Malcom recognized him from some videos online. He could move at ultrasonic speeds. But she was confident that if what Krystal said was true, then she could keep up. There was a sudden flash, and everything seemed to slow down. Malcolm saw the man start to move around her, and as she turned to watch, she heard the man esclaim. "What the fuck, how are you this fast? She made you a speedster too?" She wasn't about to answer a silly question, instead answering by throwing her elbow out so fast even he couldn't dodge it, connecting with his temple and slamming his head into a wall. Malcolm turned around just in time to see a towering woman try to pound her head like her fist was a hammer. Malcolm barely moved his hand up intime to catch the fist. And though his body didn't so much as tremble from the impact, she felt the concrete crushing below her feet from the force of the attack. The physics thing that Krystal had mentioned. She twisted the womans arm around her back and smashed her own knee into the woman's head and she fell to the ground unconscious. There was a flash of fire from one as it enveloped Malcolm. At first it burned, but she focused on how her body would heal quickly from the initial burn, and how her skin would be fine in seconds. And it was, just before her body became immobile. It took a brief moment for her to realize that her body was encased in ice and realized that she had two women attacking her, one with control over fire and the other with ice. She realized her body had in fact healed as she was convinced that it could... as she was confident it would. Malcolm moved quickly, expanding her arms and legs away from her body so quickly that she ended up shattering the ice. The Ice sharpnel moved quickly and she had to move at incredible speeds to get to Krystal and protect her from the shards. She paused for a moment to take in her surroundings, and saw that the ice shards had actually taken down the fire user, as she had several shards of ice stuck in her body and she was on the ground groaning. She would need an ambulance. The ice caster just looked in shock and held her hand out at Malcolm and started to gather ice crystals around her arm, but her face suddenly turned to pain as she realized Malcolm had vanished and had broken her arm before she even registered that she had reappeared in front of her. "Enough of this," came another woman's voice. As she held out a glowing hand. "You might have some nice physical power, but you do not want to have me disintegrate your head with this. Confidence. It was a good threat, but she had to have confidence. Thrusting her chest out and pulling her shoulders back, Malcolm simply said, "Give me what you got." A blast of pure while light hit her in the center of her chest, and her clothes in that spot disintegrated leaving her with a bit of cleavage, and no actual harm done. The woman looked at her glowing hand and simply gave a resigned. "Oh fuck." And was quickly knocked unconscious. And finally it was just one guy left. Solid black uniform, Malcolm was pretty sure it was the teleporting kidnapper. "I'm not stupid enough to think I can beat you." he said. Malcolm smiled. "Then I'd run away as fast as I could if I were you." There was a whoosh. Malcolm smiled in victory until he heard another whoosh behind him. "I'll do that." He turned just in time to see the teleporter grab Krystal and vanish. "No! Krystal!" Malcolm screamed... But it was too late. She was gone. More Whooshes appeared around her and she looked around and saw more villains appearing. And she was not about to fight this fight. No... But she was gonna fuck them up. And she punched straight up with a speed and strength none in that room would be capable of achieving and a tornado of power speed and debris erupted around them... She stood there silently for minutes, half the building was destroyed, the dust was starting to settle and she heard the sounds of police sirens closing in. She was lost in her own despair and frustration in a body that was unfamiliar to her, with no clear way of getting back to no normal, all she had was her life and a promise to keep: to be the hero this city deserves... And no way of proving who she was. The police poured in. They saw her in her male clothes and saw the villains unconscious or covered in rubble, and one at a time they started to arrest them. They took Malcolm into custody as well, and for hours she stayed quiet until she was brought into a police interrogation room. She was assigned a public defender, and she told her story. They wrote it down, but no one really seemed to believe it. Eventually, she was given over to a hero team, they had a prison that could hold villains, and she sat there for two days. And then her lawyer arrived. Lady Mindstorm's base had extensive security systems and recordings, and as they excavated so much of it, they found the security room mostly intact. They had found footage of Malcolm from the day 'he' entered his cell, to the moment 'she' devastated the building. She was being set free. As she was led to the front lobby, she was met by an unexpected sight. Her family. Her father, mother, and both of her siblings, they all ran to her and gave her a hug. Reassuring her that she was still loved and part of the family... She squeezed them as hard as she could, confident that she wouldn't hurt them. Things would change in the weeks that came., and Malcolm would become Malory, at least until she could find Krystal. And she was determined to find Krystal. She would help the other heroes slow the crime rates, and fulfill her promise to Krystal to be the hero this city deserved. And despite her failure to save Krystal, she would be the hero that Krystal needed. Malory understood that the true cost of being a hero was not her manhood, but her failure to save those who needed it most. Her failure to save Krystal. Epilogue. Eric was lacking confidence in the plan. He never really intended to be so brazen about what he was going to do. He started with little things, such as hacking a music box with his cellphone to play better tunes. Or trying to beat the gambling apps on a phone... But it escalated, as people in the neighborhood found out what he could do, he was recruited into more intense projects. Soon it was breaking encryption on car alarms so they could be stolen and taken to chop shops, then it was shutting down security systems to retail locations. Help the thieves out, and they made sure he got a percentage. He was good. Today they were to break into a bank vault, this wasn't an escalation he ever wanted to be a part of, not armed robbery... But he knew that he couldn't exactly say no to the people who recruited him. They knew he could get through the computerized timer vaults. The crew had actually recruited an enhanced mercenary for extra support. They broke in, the crew used their high powered rifles to scare the people in the bank, and put them on the floor. The merc quickly moved removing the doors and any obstacles to the vault. And then they cleared space for Eric to link his computer to the vault. The door opened and they rushed in and quickly filled their bags with valuables. Eric was able to tell them which piles to stay away from, and which of the boxes had the most expensive valuables. As they reached the lobby once again on their way out, they came face to face with Mary Sue just hovering over them in the lobby. "Fuck..." Eric muttered recognizing the city's most prominent hero. She had been some politician's daughter, quickly rose up in the ranks of heroes, and for the past two years was the one hero that no villain wanted to face off against. She was called Mary Sue for her perfection in fighting crime, she never lost a fight, and was known for not bluffing with her bold statements. One of the guys with the actual gun, pointed at a woman and child. "Back off Mary Sue, or I'll kill her." Mary Sue punched her left hand with her right. "Boys... I'm confident I can have every last one of you wrapped up with a cute pink bow, including your enhanced knuckle dragger, before the first round can leave the chamber..." To be Continued? Remember Feedback is a writer's fuel and motivation... Feel encouraged to say hay hi, comment, or review either here or through one of my contacts below! Kisses! Will Malory ever find Krystal? Will she be the hero the city needs? Has she faced the ultimate cost of being a hero? Will she know all the costs of being a hero? Let me know if you want to see a chapter 2! Email: [email protected] Twitter: @Dyvia16 Website: Mistressdyvia.com Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/user?u=23024772 Fetlife: https://fetlife.com/users/10443296 LiL: https://lockedinlace.com/members/mistressdyvia Copyright 2020, all rights reserved.

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Kathrine gasped as she sat up in the bed. It's too soon, he couldn't have rescued her and returned already she thought to herself. She spoke to the room, "Lights please." She quickly rose, dressed, and moved toward the door. I'll meet him at the portal, since this was his second rescue he still may not be sure of what to do. I'll have both of them checked in the healing chamber and then take Ava Foreman to the bedroom. Then I'll have Jimmy wait in the den. It just seems to be too soon....

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Minara the Grojan WarChapter 6 A Hero

The next morning Arron woke early, bathed and dressed in his light leather armor. He walked down to the common room for breakfast and was saluted by the desk sergeant. "Good morning, sir." "Good morning, Jerros." There was a noise outside so Arron walked to the main entrance and opened the doors. He was greeted by a loud cheer. A crowd was quickly gathering; people pushed forward, patted him on the back and shook his hands. He was about to step back through the door when Jerina rushed...

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To be a hero

This story will center itself around the main character: the hero. Well…at least that is what he will be at the start. You have to understand dear reader that most villains in real life aren’t inherently evil. They themselves do believe that what they are doing is the right thing. To clarify, this story does start out as a heroic tale. It is in fact a little generic. For example, it is set in the glorious country of the United States. The hero does at the start believe in the workings of a...

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Hero

I was orphaned at an early age and lived on the street. I got my education through the public comp systems. At sixteen I got a job just off the port warehouse district as a night watcher. It was not much but I made enough to rent a one room apartment once called a studio. The area was very old and close to the port so the buildings were between six to ten stories tall. Since the area was old it was also neglected by a lot of the city maintenance workers. Few constables patrolled the area and...

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A Fresh StartChapter 68 Hero

Back inside, I took another pill and drank about half a beer while getting undressed and climbing into bed. Marilyn had already fallen asleep by the time I got into the sheets. I tried to close the drapes and shut out the daylight, but the entire place had been designed to be light and airy. Even the curtains seemed bright. It didn’t matter. I was out like a light in about thirty seconds and didn’t wake until dinner time. I woke to find myself alone in the bed, but I heard the shower...

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Antheas baby 1

“What’s wrong? What’s wrong?”Anthea looked up at her mum as she sat down at the dining table. “Nothing is wrong,” Anthea responded watching as her mum hurriedly dried her hands with a tea towel.“Is the baby okay? Are you okay? Is Jack okay?” she asked as her husband came into the room and pulled up a seat at the table.“We’re all fine Mum,” she responded exasperated with her mum’s anxiety. “I have something to tell you.”“Sit down Helen,” her dad snapped. “Give the lass a chance to speak.”Anthea...

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No hero

It wasn’t that Jack had ever wanted to be a soldier. It was not something he chose from a range of professions. It was simply that Jack was born into an area where poverty and hardship were the norm, where the only choice for the boys who left school was either to slave in the local coal mines, or to join one of the armed services. So when Jack left school at the tender age of fourteen, as children were allowed to do in those far off days, he worked in the dirt and blackness for two long years,...

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My sons hero

This is due to the fact that the entire neighborhood is terrified by my husband. He is a city cop, and an intimidating one at that. We fell in love in college, when he was the star linebacker of our small, local college. At 6’4’’ 225 pounds, he still looks like he could hold his own against professional football players. He could have gone pro if he really had the desire to, but all his life he wanted to be a cop, just like my father-in-law. And the same aggression he used to use to bring...

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My sons hero

Introduction: A wife does something she never imagined she would, and it only gets worse from there. I was just taking the brownies out of the oven that I had made for my son, Kyle, when I heard a knock at the door. This caught me by surprise, since we get so few visitors to the house. This is due to the fact that the entire neighborhood is terrified by my husband. He is a city cop, and an intimidating one at that. We fell in love in college, when he was the star linebacker of our small, local...

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Gary My Hero

Gary My HeroA work of fictionIt was getting late, it had started to rain. Rose Tyler normally walked the long way round to her home, but tonight of all nights, she chose to take the shortcut across the common. A sixty one year old widow, she rarely stayed out late, but tonight she had been visiting a sick friend and had lost track of the time. So it was well after ten thirty when she started the short walk through the dark area known locally as the Common.The two men, stood behind one of the...

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Helping A Hero

He was exhausted, sweaty, gritty, and dirty. It had been a long tough fight and even though he had done his very best, he felt guilty and helpless.The call came in as a simple house fire. The kind he had been to a thousand times before. And like every other time, he had jumped out of bed, scrambled to get dressed, and get on the truck as fast as possible. But he wasn't as young as he used to be and he could feel the toll the years had taken on him. He was still in decent shape, he thought. He...

Uniform
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SRU The Football Hero

SRU -- The Football Hero By Ellie Dauber (c) 2001 "Mall Security, Sam Crawford speaking." "Sam, this is Al Dehner at Rite Aide. I've got a crazy man screaming in my story." Al's voice was quivering, a sure sign the man was nervous. In the background, Sam could ear what sounded like someone shouting, though he couldn't make out any words. "On my way," Sam said. The Rite Aide was only about six stores away from the corner where the Security Office was located. Sam...

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Working Class Hero

"A working class hero is something to be... ... If you want to be a hero, well just follow me." John Lennon Johnny McMullen stared at the piece of paper in his hands, and felt a cold sweat break out all over his body, despite the unseasonably warm late-winter day. It had come out of a sealed envelope with his name on it that had been placed under the windshield wiper of his pickup truck, which had been parked in the lot at the foundry where he worked as a master machinist. As he read...

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Hero

Kevin had never had much luck with girls. To begin with, he was terribly shy. He seemed to freeze up when talking to attractive girls. He was okay in his dealings with his mom and his female teachers, but that was different. There was no physical attraction. His paralyzing shyness only seemed to affect him when he tried to speak with members of the opposite sex to which he was attracted. Being a young man of 18, he was attracted to a lot of girls. Since he didn't know what steps to take to be...

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Bikini Beach Heroes

Bikini Beach - Heroes ElrodW A veteran, who's considered a hero, is tired and feels broken, because his injuries left him crippled and less than a man. When Anya offers him a pass to Bikini Beach, the hero has to decide if he's better as a broken hero, or a whole woman. ********** This story is copyright by the author. It is protected by licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial- ...

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Uther

Uther By Ellie Dauber (c) 2006 Introduction According to the legends of King Arthur, Merlin changed Uther Pendragon into a double for Duke Gorlois, so he could spend the night with Ygraine, the Duke's wife. Ygraine and Gorlois had three daughters: Elaine, Morgause, and Morgan le Faye. During their time together, Ygraine became pregnant with the child who was to become King Arthur. Uther's men killed Gorlois that same night. This is my TG (of course) version of what...

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Hayden Panettieres Hero

16th January, 2007 I’d just completed a tour in Iraq serving in the Marine Corp. I arrived at the airport and made my way home. The cooler weather blasted me, used to the warm heat of the Middle East. Grabbing a cab, I instructed him to my home. Having little personal belongings I hauled them into the trunk and sat quietly as the driver babbled incessantly. Getting home, I found an envelope on the kitchen desk with a small box beneath it. Opening up the envelope I noticed the handwriting...

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Hayden Panettieres Hero

16th January, 2007 I’d just completed a tour in Iraq serving in the Marine Corp. I arrived at the airport and made my way home. The cooler weather blasted me, used to the warm heat of the Middle East. Grabbing a cab, I instructed him to my home. Having little personal belongings I hauled them into the trunk and sat quietly as the driver babbled incessantly. Getting home, I found an envelope on the kitchen desk with a small box beneath it. Opening up the envelope I noticed the handwriting...

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Hayden Panettieres Hero

16th January, 2007I’d just completed a tour in Iraq serving in the Marine Corp. I arrived at the airport and made my way home. The cooler weather blasted me, used to the warm heat of the Middle East. Grabbing a cab, I instructed him to my home. Having little personal belongings I hauled them into the trunk and sat quietly as the driver babbled incessantly. Getting home, I found an envelope on the kitchen desk with a small box beneath it. Opening up the envelope I noticed the handwriting...

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Carruthers Bride

The the wind howled around the quayside as I stepped onto terra firma for the first time in weeks, the wind threw sharp shards of ice to sting our faces as we looked up at the sails as they were finally furled and stowed as our captain grinned at our discomfiture, "Au revoir!" he joked as if he knew we should soon be recalled. Those such as were left, and we were few enough, I shuddered. My best uniform packed securely in my Valise, awaited me, and just a few more duties before I...

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Ordinary Heroes

For those who suffered through the bad editing of the first submission I apologize. I owe a great deal of thanks to xtchr for agreeing to edit the story. All the characters and scenario’s are fictitious. The dangers and emotional harm are very real for those in the professions of the story. Seeing the harm done to critical care providers, and one in particular, prompted me to write the story so I am pleased that with xtchr’s help the tale reads as it should. Copyright 2014 * Ian Cameron...

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Motherless Vintage

Do you know of the porn site Motherless.com? You should. I’ve reviewed it a few times on my site, The Porn Dude, although it was for different genres every time. This time around, I’m going back to this place and looking at a specific and niche little category many of you are just begging me to cover. We’re looking at vintage porn today. While it doesn’t have the same resolution and quality as the porn you can find today, it’s definitely a genre of porn that has a lot of personality to it and...

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Althea

I should have known better. I should have remembered that old saying, "If it looks too good to be true, it is." I was in love. She was damned near all I thought about with the exception of my studies and it didn't make sense to me. I prided myself on my intellect and my ability to think logically, but there wasn't anything logical about the way I felt about Althea. She was beautiful, smart and very popular and I was not. I wasn't a bed looking guy, but I was nothing exceptional. I was...

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Motherless Images

Motherless. A one-word website title that says everything it needs to say. This is a site where the rules are, more or less, completely thrown out the window, morality means absolutely nothing, and there is nobody to save you from it. Hedonism is God here.The site likely is also called this due to the fact that the girls who end up on motherless.com likely have no positive female influence in their lives to keep them from it. Motherless is the place parents spend their whole lives fearing that...

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Motherless Amateur

I always considered Motherless the “4chan” of porn. Not only because Motherless was somewhat popularized there, but because Motherless also encourages users to share their own content in a very open way. This means minimal bullshit like moderation and censorship, and a strong “anything goes” attitude that leads to free and extreme content. It encourages people to create and upload their own homegrown content, like videos of their girlfriend pissing or spycam videos of their cousin....

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Motherless BBW

What is it about Motherless that makes me fucking cum every time? Maybe it is how raw and amateur the porn on the site comes across as, or the content is just that fucking hot. Perhaps it is the fact that there is an astronomical amount of pornography just waiting for a dumb fuck like you to beat off to! I really don’t know, and frankly, I’m not going to pretend that I do.But what I do know is that if you love BBWs, the Motherless.com homepage will not be of much use! Preferably, head on over...

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Motherless Voyeur

Have you ever heard about a website called Motherless? Home to all kinds of kinky porn niches, with a side of the mainstream crap? If you are into some questionable fap content, you might want to check this website out. Plus, Motherless is a free porn website, so you can browse as much as you fucking want. Now, I am not really here to talk about the website in general… I am here to tell you about their amazing category, called voyeur porn.The world of voyeur fucking is a rather interesting one....

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Aether Guardians

The Five Kingdoms of Arstoria had been embroiled in the Great Ancient War for centuries. The war came to an end when Kalace, the Wizard King conquered the five lands and brought them under his rule. Kalace, the Wizard King of Arstoria, conquered all of his opponents who were unable to deal with his overpowering magic. When Kalace had united the five kingdoms, he brought peace to the warring kingdoms and was revered and celebrated by his later generation. Kalace, however, had a dark weakness in...

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Music of Change 3 We Could Be Heroes

Music of Change: We Could Be Heroes By Valerie Hope I, I will be king And you, you will be queen Though nothing, nothing will drive them away We can beat them - just for one day We can be us - just for one day I, I can remember Standing by the wall And the guns, shot above our heads And we kissed, as though nothing could fall And the shame was on the other side Oh we can beat them, for ever and ever Then we can be heroes, just for one day We can be heroes We can...

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Motherless Creampie

Woah, did Motherless.com get a facelift? I know I suggested it in my review, so I guess they listened to me! Well, I’m not going to brag too much about it, and instead, I’m going to focus on what I’ve set out to bring you today. We’re looking at an amateur website, and I just know that many of you are begging for amateur creampie content, so that’s what we’re looking at. I know how much you think Motherless can look sickening and pretty gruesome at times, but the creampie content can be quite...

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Motherless Cuckold

No matter what type of porn you may be in the market for, Motherless has an ample supply of it, and cucking is no different. Actually, this might help to explain how you ended up being such a pussy little cuck.The journey that brought you to my website reading cuck porn reviews started in your childhood. A fair portion of my readership is actually motherless. Why, you ask? Your guys' moms chose a life of cucking and riding cock instead of raising you fucks properly.Don't worry, gents. I'm in...

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Motherless Horror

I browsed the horror stash at Motherless all morning, and now I don’t know if I should jack off or go hide in the closet until the danger has passed. Then again, hiding out might give me the perfect opportunity to rub one out in the peace and safety of the dark. Who knows who—or what—might be peeping in the windows with nefarious intent if I sit at my desk and shake my dick at the screen. Just like when I masturbate at the local Starbucks, I’ve got to be sure to balance the potential pleasure...

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Motherless Incest

Incest porn has been a staple of pornography since the very first incel caveman realized that he couldn’t find fresh pussy out and about. He resorted to sniffing a whiff of his mother’s loincloth when she wasn’t looking, and beating his old cave meat into a leather sock.Now personally I’m not into the whole mommy-son dynamic – I’m a classy guy. But it’s no secret people like to get freaky when the lights go out, and if you’ve got a stiffy in your hand and you’re on Motherless, you gotta go...

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Generic Brand Hero

Generic Brand Hero By Sarah Barndt Chapter 1 I was, admittedly, a loser. I was a 24-year-old college dropout who worked at a video store and lived in my parent's basement. Add to that I was 5'5, scrawny and kind of weaselly looking. Well, as you could imagine, I was beating the babes off with a stick. Actually you could describe my love life by removing the words "the babes" and "with a stick" from the last sentence. The only thing that kept my Dad from thinking I was a...

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It Will Cost You

For years my wife and I have joked about “It’ll Cost You.” It is our way of teasing one another. We even do it right in front of the kids. If my wife wants me to mow the lawn or take out the trash I’ll say, “It’ll Cost You” and she will say, “Okay.” Then I reach out and grab her tit giving it a little squeeze or put my hand up her skirt to feel of her panty covered pussy. Occasionally I forget to say it so my wife will say, “What’ll It Cost Me?” Well the other day I offered my...

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