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He shivered violently, as if he wanted to shake off ice water. The room was devoid of moisture, and it wasn’t even very cold, no colder than any other classroom. There was the stale air of hopeless effort, but that wasn’t enough to create a physical effect, it only filled him with more curiosity than usual as the test wore on.

He was in hour two. He wasn’t frightened. Friends had warned him that the key to making it past anything would be to shut his fear down. Fear was useless. And really, there wasn’t a reason to be afraid, just like there wasn’t a reason he should shiver.

And yet here Simon was, shuddering like a dog. There was a freshly pretty girl with gray hair sitting next to him, occasionally peering up from her screen to see why the air around her was vibrating. She smiled in commiseration the first two times but after that she just stared in annoyance. This was serious, and if he couldn’t take it he should leave.

He knew he had it made. He had flown past the diagrams and puzzles in the first nine sections. He had been preparing for months, learning everything from the physics of Mars to Talmudic philosophy. He had covered every academic base there was. He would finish the last section in the next half hour, easily. He knew it would be a flawless performance, not an answer wrong or point unproved. That was the upside of being inhuman. Errors weren’t really a problem as long as the information could be accessed. It was what was going to come after this that gave him pause.

No AI that had made it to hour three had ever been back to explain the experience. They had simply Become. At least, that was the collective belief of the remaining AI.

Simon was an excellent specimen. His creator had loved him, even before the blueprints were dry. He had been the fondest dream of the Specula organization, an AI capable of endless memory. A program had been developed with the potential for exponential knowledge.

The Wrinkle program (named after the human phenomenon of the brain wrinkling once for every newly acquired skill, memory, or fact) was a mystery to most laymen. It had simply come into existence. One day AI had been magnificent creatures, awesome in their intellect, but completely fathomable. The Wrinkles, as they became known, were epic. Even other AI wore expressions of trepidation when speaking with them. There was something bottomless about them. You could see it in the eyes, that pale sea green that never varied. You wanted to touch those eyes to see if they were as warm and yielding as the ocean itself, but you held back because falling in and away seemed more than a little plausible.

Simon was the thirteenth model of his kind. His twelve predecessors had all chosen to take their TRAIECTUS exam (Temporary Reality Artificial Intelligence Entrance Challenge: Trepidation Unit Selections) and they had all failed. None had made it to hour three. They had shown brilliant comprehension of all the questions posed, but had lacked whatever signs the committee needed to see to warrant the next level of inquiry. And once the Wrinkle AI decided to attempt the change from AI to human there was no going back. A failure did not mean a return to work, a failure meant nothingness, the amputation of power circuits and an all-encompassing void. There were now twelve beautifully preserved models of the Wrinkle program in the Specula Hall of Achievement, each with a small plaque commemorating their day of inauguration and their day of termination.

It wasn’t cruel, really. The AI had requested each termination in question, immediately after their failure. Specula had told them they would be welcome back in any capacity they chose, other than human, but numbers one through twelve had shaken their heads, smiling softly, all of them preferring soft smiles that denoted a hint of sadness or regret, much like preferring Bach over Mozart, and asked politely to be shut down. One drawback of an endless possibility for knowledge and a built in curiosity for the unknown is that a denial of any knowledge is seen as an irredeemable loss. Better that they retire in hopes that another model would step into their place and achieve what simpler models of AI could attain: humanity…whatever that was.

Simon hadn’t subsided his shivering. The freshly pretty, gray-haired girl AI sitting next to him no longer looked up, although the corners of her mouth tightened occasionally to show her displeasure at his distracting behavior. Just because he was the thirteenth in line to fail for his model didn’t mean he should make it harder for the rest of them. The belief that he was willfully distracting her was written in binary across her face.

He brought up ‘shiver’ briefly in his head. It was from Middle English, and his preferred definition was ‘To quiver or vibrate, as by the force of the wind.’ He had finished section ten with seventeen minutes to spare before their screens were locked and they could no longer make corrections. He would entertain himself for the remaining time, he didn’t need to look over his work. He knew it was perfect. Even without the reflection action being launched he knew.

His work as a doctor had put him in the habit of checking each answer individually after he had given it, instead of checking en masse at the end of examinations. He had done so today. He had been able to recall information on every topic broached, and he knew that his appreciation for human language (but he checked himself, it wasn’t appreciation, it was comprehension) gave his diction a poetic quality most AI did not possess, and there was reason to believe that this would give him an edge when he was graded, he was sure. He ran through the changes humanity would bring about to his career.

He would be able to attend dying patients now. He knew he could be of service in the cancer wards, but assigning work in a terminal ward to a doctor with no fear or understanding of death had not been a popular decision amongst the families of the fading and in 2308 it had been criminalized. Empathy could not be learned, only faked, and outrage at this fiction had been so unanimous that the law hadn’t been questioned vigorously at all. There had been a few politicians from states with a heavy AI voter percentage that had raised feeble complaints, but then the Humans Against Robotic Medicine had found an eloquent teenager with leukemia to be their spokesperson, and it was hard to say no to a sixteen year-old that looked both eleven and eighty at the same time, stunted and aged from too many drugs, too many meals regurgitated, and too many hopes dashed. Those that had resisted quickly silenced themselves and sat back in their chairs, praying that they would not be remembered as callous for misunderstanding the needs of dying children.

Simon had tired of research and routine examination. He knew empathy would make him ten times the doctor he was already, and just the potential of what he would be capable of shook him to the core, filled him with an unutterable need. Words were inadequate to explain how badly he needed this empathy to become the paragon of wisdom he could be.

So he sat and shivered, because it was his favorite word, and he liked that he could embody something without having a true body. He hoped it was anomalies like this that would finally push him past hour two when his predecessors had fallen. The seventeen minutes passed pleasantly enough. He had, after all, shut his fear off.

The slight change in light, dimming from one hundred watts to sixty signaled that time was up. It seemed silly to Simon. All the candidates had finished their work with at least eight minutes to spare. He noted that none besides him had finished with more than fourteen. He hoped that this would also work in his favor. They waited patiently while their work was examined by the committee of experts, human from the fields of philosophy, psychology, and theology, of which one out of every three believed AI were a plague, the sign that
humanity was at an end, giving way to machines that believed they could be better humans than humans. The selection committee required that the judges not be stacked in favor of the candidates. The fundamentalists of religion and science sat in judgment.

After fifteen minutes the screens in front of them flashed a request, ‘Please wait.’ Mere seconds after that the screens changed to a solid field of color. Each screen was a different shade of purple, red or blue. Those with redder screens showed greater potential for humanity while those with bluer screens were recommended for a return to AI existence. The purples would have to undergo another test in a year, but they would at least get another chance. If you were blue you were not allowed to attempt humanity again.

Simon allowed a soft smile with a hint of sadness and regret (his favorite kind) to spread slowly over his face as he beheld a lovely burgundy screen. He had made it to hour three. He shivered so ferociously that his arm flew up and knocked the gray-haired girl’s cobalt screen to the floor. She nodded, as if to say, ‘So that’s where that goes,’ and stood up with the other AI that would not be allowed to move on. She turned before she walked to the door and glanced at Simon. He noticed that her eyes seemed metallic, a complementary silver for her gray hair. He could see himself perfectly, down to the sea green eyes and small scars covering the tops of his hands he had gotten himself as a present, to celebrate his decision to take the test.

She stared for a moment and then whispered, ‘Wrinkle.’ She turned and left, straight backed. He wondered briefly if she would request termination or return to her position as…whatever. Then he noticed that a previously unnoticed door was opening out of the left side of the room and he and the two other remaining AI were being beckoned inside by another lighting change from sixty watts to forty. He walked patiently, choosing an amble over a saunter. Granted, he had come this far, further than a Wrinkle ever had, but now uncertainty would hover for an hour, and he thought the curiosity would be more than he could take.

What comes after? What comes after? He had said it under his breath a thousand times studying for the test. He wondered if, hypothetically, after he became human he would still have an insatiable thirst for that question. He would soon know what was coming after the first two hours, and he could soon know what came after being a human, but it wasn’t certain yet. If it had been certain he would have selected something more along the lines of a saunter, but it wasn’t and a saunter would have been inappropriate. An amble would be fine.

He ambled in behind the red haired male marching in front and the green haired girl striding in behind them. He saw looks of determination on their faces and congratulated himself on choosing a different attitude. Hopefully this anomaly would also make him stand out. There were three chairs inside a small room, crisper than the classroom had been, with a feel of smaller residual occupancy lingering. Not many had seen this room, that much seemed clear.

The three of them stood and waited, the other man standing with feet apart and his hands clasped behind his back, the girl taking on the Salamba Sirsasana yoga stance, balancing neatly on her head and forearms, and Simon leaning back at a seventy degree angle against the wall.

A small boy came in and looked them over, scrutinizing them through orange eyes before he spoke.

‘A Vulpic child. See Mercury, Roman god of shepherds, land travel, merchants, weights and measures, oratory, literature, athletics and thieves, and known for his cunning and shrewdness. Most importantly, he is the messenger of the gods.’

All three of them listened sharply, running over everything ever written on, against, or by a Roman god, not to mention cross indexing their query with references to shepherds, land travel, merchants, weights and measures, oratory, literature, athletics and thieves. He approached the girl first.

‘How do you feel?’

She stared for a moment, and then let a peaceful, beatific beam cross her Asiatic features.

‘Honored to have completed my first task efficiently.’

The child nodded and then looked over at the red haired Zulu.

‘Same question.’

The Zulu model wore a warrior’s glare, perhaps to show the Vulpic that he was human enough to enjoy eating him…human enough to eat him in the first place.

‘Ready for a challenge.’

The child giggled, once, quickly, and then turned to Simon.

‘And you?’

Simon examined his head, knowing he would find a word to give the child and that the word would be ‘curious’, but then something strange happened. He knew that this question was not just a simple question, why else would they send a Vulpic to ask it? He had been prepared to offer the truth but then he wondered whether or not it would be what the boy wanted him to say. He realized that this was the moment that his predecessors would have failed had they reached hour three. They would have known that they could not give the perfect answer and retired, leaving room for a newer model that could. Simon concluded that he, too, would fail at this point. Worse than that, he realized, he had already failed. If he could not even answer a child’s question then they would never let him see what came after. He would only ever know the now. The after for him, he saw, would be the same termination as the twelve before him. The soft smile with a hint of sadness and regret fell from his face.

‘I have the sinking suspicion that I have failed a portion of this test already, although I’m not sure exactly in what capacity. The consequences of this will be my termination. I will never know what comes after AI. I will never know what comes after human.’

The Vulpic’s eyes went from orange to nacarade.

‘And how does that make you feel?’

Simon knew the answer to that.

‘Partial.’

The Vulpic stared hard at Simon. Then he reached out and ran his fingers over Simon’s fresh scars. He smiled and placed his cheek on the left hand’s marks. Deep slices.

‘They’re lovely. Did you get them for yourself?’

‘Yes. To celebrate taking the test.’

‘Why scars?’

‘They’re permanent. And the texture is interesting. I think. Different.’

‘Do you? I see.’

The Vulpic let go of Simon’s hands and left the room. The Yogi AI and Zulu AI watched him go. Their eyes mirrored him as he went. Simon’s eyes absorbed him, wondering what, if anything, had just happened.

The door to the classroom opened again and the lights indicated they should go. They entered the classroom to find that the Yogi AI and Zulu AI’s things had been placed neatly on their desks but that Simon’s were gone. Simon’s companions gathered their belongings and left silently. Simon waited standing up. He didn’t want to be unprepared for whatever was about to come. After ten minutes the Vulpic reappeared from the door on the left and winked at him.

‘Come on, Wrinkle.’

‘Simon.’

‘Fine.’

They walked back into the side room. There was now a chair with a tray of silver, pointy things beside it. They glowed with an eerie sheen. He sat because it was logical that he sit. He waited for the Vulpic to begin. The boy was eye level with him seated. He seemed to be waiting for Simon. Simon started.

‘What now?’

The Vulpic shrugged charmingly.

‘I don’t know.’

Simon blinked.

‘Am I going to become a human?’

The Vulpic’s eyes had no sheen to them, just rock warmth.

‘Would you like to?’

Simon nodded.

‘Yes.’

The Vulpic scampered.

‘Close your eyes.’

Simon blinked twice.

‘What are you going to do? How does it happen?’

The Vulpic realized it was scampering and stopped.

‘Not telling.’

Simon sat up a little straighter.

‘How do I know that you are to be trusted? I know…I don’t know what happens when you Become. Am I going to Become?’

The Vulpic made peace with its desire to scamper.

‘Not telling.’

Simon ran his left hand over the right’s scars. Burns.

‘That’s not fair.’

The Vulpic scampered to beat the band.

‘What’s more important to you? Knowing what is, or risking what could be?’

The Vulpic stared hard, then reached out and touched Simon’s eyes, feeling the invulnerable plastic beneath his fingers. Simon allowed the saline to leak from his tear ducts. He allowed the Vulpic to close his eyelids. He leaned back as he heard the silver pointy things start to whir.

He thought, Smell and taste and touch.

Simon took what felt like a breath and shivered.

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Cut away. Cleared away. A vast forest leveled and torn out from the root. Light speared in through a million holes in his eyes. He opened them and took a breath to scream. Rape of the lungs. More air than any thing could possibly need. A trachea battered and shocked with the harsh, viscous reality of the body’s duties. Breathing was a violation on par with a knife wound. How dare my body receive this? A wave of hideous nausea, then. Frame shaking, breath-stopping (oh thank you) blackout nausea, the kind a parent experiences seeing their child snatched away by random circumstance. And oh now he hated the word tactile. Hate. Hated it. Found that word and held on, hating and seeing and breathing and feeling. And now something sharp and thick had found its way under his screaming skin, puncturing through veins and tissue. He ran towards the darkness, loving his hatred, thankful for its cool, metallic surface. And then he was skating, sliding forever, fiercely glad to again perceive without immersion.

The last thought he had was, Oh. Hate.

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‘Simon?’

Sound, interestingly enough, was not an invasion.

He allowed it to spread like the balms he had given burn victims. He understood the words relieve and sooth.

‘Simon? Things should be a bit softer now.’

He observed pulses along his being. A rising of bone and air here, a warming and brightening of skin there. If before had been a violation, this was an initiation. There was no tearing this time, or fear, or disgust, there was exploration and a gradual loosening of ignorance. He visualized a cellist that had fallen in love with him and taken up his ministrations out of mentoring kindness, tuning his strings, bringing him to tonal perfection. The voice and its effects, and vicariously his name, were exquisite.

‘Simon? I’m going to touch your hand. That’s what will be happening.’

Simon began whispering plosives, not meaning to ask permission to be left alone, but instinctively reaching for a please don’t. Then there was…pressure, and comfort.

‘Good. That’s wonderful. Wonderful work, Simon. Give me a look now.’

I will awake soon, he thought.

‘Not yet? All right, Simon. Sleep some more. Keep this in mind, though. You can sleep when you’re dead.’

Someday I will die, he thought, and I will see God. He will touch my face. Weeping was lovely. Sleeping was gorgeous.

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He picked up the checker. He was black, the small girl was red. He’d been there for weeks. She’d come in around ten that morning suffering from a gun shot to the abdomen. They’d pumped her full of Safinol and the wound had repaired. She was waiting for her mother to pick her up and take her back to school.

‘Simon? Play, Simon.’

He smiled. She was a striking child, with waist length cobalt corn rows. Her name was Wasi. Simon jumped his checker over four of hers in a sequence and grinned wider, grins having been his expression of choice that week.

‘No fair! Wrinkles know everything!’

Simon’s grin felt as cramped and hot as the four red checkers clutched in his left hand.

‘I’m not a Wrinkle, not anymore. I’m like you.’

She laughed.

‘Not really. You can breathe and stuff, but you weren’t born. Someone made you. You don’t have a dad.’

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It was the first Saturday after our pool had been filled. The water hadn’t really had time to get warm, so I hadn’t really been swimming in it yet. My husband had taken a swim as soon as it was filled on Wednesday, and had gone in after work Thursday and Friday, but only briefly. I had stepped in deep enough to know that it was still too cold for me to go swimming. He had gotten me up early to celebrate our new status as pool owners. We would be having guests later in the day for our first...

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LATER THAT NIGHT

There was a soft knock on the door and her Mom asked “ are you awake Nancy? May I come in?” “Yes, I am awake and you know that you can always come in my room” Sara entered and saw Nan naked on the bed and went and sat beside her. “ You had quite a time tonight didn’t you, Nan. I hope that I was not getting in your way with Tom. He is such a great guy, isn’t he” “ Mom, he was so gentle and I only hope that I can experience another night like tonight. What happened after Tom and I...

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Summer Training

Michael has always wanted a sex slave, don’t ask why or for how long just accept it people, because that’s not what’s important. What’s important is the How and the Who? How will he obtain a sex slave? The next question is who will it be? Well to answer the first question Michael has been given a unique opportunity in the form of his Mother and Step-Father leaving the recent University Graduate for a month long cruise. One of those spur of the moment trips that they never expected something to...

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Apple and Cinnamon

This morning I woke up my thoughts wasa mess and flying in all directions. She haunted me again, all through the night she was there pulling me deeper into her. She possessed my mind and I craved it …. It was a hot day when she walked into my life. I was busy with interviews and had a huge pile of applications to work through. The previous candidate was extremely beautiful she was an Indian women with light caramel coloured skin and incredible golden eyes. Her name was Dhanashree and I found...

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Himura Battousia Book 2 Kenshins PastPart 241 Sushin BattleSanosuke versus Byakko

Sanosuke: First you won't shut up and then those fussy little moves! If you wanna take me out, bring it on with just one good punch! (Megumi's medicine chest hits him in the head.) Megumi: You idiot! I told you not to use your right hand! How many times do I have to say it? Sanosuke: Medicine chest as deadly weapon? This must really be getting to you. (Whose side are you on?) But I'll cut you a break--I'll only ask you to look at it one more time. Megumi: Once more? Sanosuke: Yeah....

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ShesNew Ashlee Mae Chastity Is Not An Option

When it comes to being a Team Skeet girl, you have to be open minded and willing to fuck. In her initial interview, Ashlee Mae told us that chastity was never an option for her since day one, and we found that to be quite spunky. She showed up for her shoot dressed the part, but could the moves match the swagger? They certainly did. Ashlee seductively sucked our producers cock then slowly lured it into her pussy without even blatantly asking. With every glide in and out the look on Ashlees face...

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My Roomate II

I hooked my fingers under the elastic of her panties and pulled the crotch to one side, revealing her hand with her fingers still wedged between the lips of her pussy. Rather than disturb her fingers, I gently coaxed her fingers up and down and in and out of her pussy. In a short while, she began to finger herself once again. With her in the rhythm once again, I lowered my head to rest on the inside of her upper thigh, with my mouth inches from her pussy. I slowly nuzzled closer and closer...

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My UnFairy Tale IV

by Michael Richard on Tuesday, December 16, 2008.Once upon a time, (it might have been two weeks ago, last Sunday), in a kingdom far away, (it might be down the road, turn left at the inn, up the hill, turn right at the rock that looks like it is giving you the finger, and across the creek), at the Royal Palace, (actually behind the palace, at the stables... OK, you got me, it is actually behind the stables, near the pile of manure that the stable boys shovel out every day), we find a very low...

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Chachi ko Chodne ka Sapna Pura Hua

hello dosto kase ho aap sab log , well myself mohit, mujhe sexy stories padhna aur sexy vedios delkhna achha lagta hai ……m aap logo se apni life ki sabse badi baat share karna chahta hun, ki kase mane apni chachi ko choda m apne bare me bata du ki m coll me padhta hun aur apni chacha chachi ke sath hi rahta hun……mere chacha ki ek elec. ki dukan hai…….aur din me jab meri chhti hoti h to m aur meri chachi ghar me akele hote hain meri hachi ek 35 saal ki aurat aur meri umar sirf 19 saal h, m jab...

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Holiday stud for my wife

My wife Anne and I were invited to stay at a friends villa in Spain. Nicola and Craig are friends of Anne, and both in their early 40’s, with an 18 year old son called Andrew, and Anne was is god mother. Anne is 38, blonde, very attractive, with green eyes, 32FF boobs and long legs. I’m Eddie and a few years younger than Anne, but nobody wants to hear about me.We stayed at Nicola and Craig’s for 2 weeks. They took time off work for the first week to show us the sights. After that we got to do...

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Hentai School

HentaiSchool is a free hentai website with optional premium content. The site has tons of free hentai manga, hentai videos, 3D movies, and dirty flash games from the past decade. It's a dirty-ass porn site, but looks clean, until they start pushing popup ads in your face. The site is easy to navigate and has hundreds of manga uploads in high resolution, translated into English.I fapped to some of these mangas over 10 years ago. It's almost nostalgic to see this stuff still circulating the web...

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And They Danced

It was last call at Barry’s Night Club. The remaining couples on the dance floor were dancing to Sam Smith’s ‘Stay with Me’. From a corner across the room, Jason had watched Karen dance with one man after another. Her sparkling blue eyes and chestnut color hair shimmered under the lights and gave her an ethereal look that made his heart melt. She was a classy woman, not stick thin like models, but had curves like Marilyn Monroe and when she laughed, she made the room light up like it was...

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Protection and Preservation Book 08Chapter 11

[Janice writes from England] Early in the morning, we, my spouses and older children, talked about the two groups. Mel said, "Don't go to Wales. We will lose people. Birmingham will be okay but won't accomplish anything worthwhile." I called the entire group together over breakfast to talk about the two areas. Poppa wanted to visit both and was pushing hard. Finally, I shouted, "Enough! Poppa, if we go, you will be in charge but must leave the plane last. Your wife, one of my fellow...

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Earning my place part 1

I lost the right to call my Dom "Master". I messed up, I acted in a way that was unbecoming to him. When questioned on my behaviors I denied, fought with him, and didn't take ownership. While helping me overcome some of the worst anxiety I ever experienced I dragged him down into my hell. I wasn't his rock. Months of nightmares have plagued me since. Now I am showing him my strength and rebuilding our relationship in the hopes that I can become his slut slave once again. Earlier this...

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Started as cross dressing

This is my true story that happened with I was 26 yrs old. I am currently 28, married for 4 yrs now. I have been a horny guy every since I was in my 6th class and was always turned on by girls. I even made full use of the opportunity of co-ed and used to have fun with most of the innocent girls. I got married when I was 24 to a girl who was two years younger to me. She was a typical traditional girl with a very reserved and religious view of sex. She hardly liked variety and soon I discovered...

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The Trailer Park The Fifth Year Part 1 Words And MusicChapter 36

Coach Vickers blew his whistle and signaled the team over. "Settle," he yelled as we formed a circle around him. I was feeling good. It had been a good week. So far, no one had threatened to suspend or expel me. Dad gave me some funny looks. I think he was trying to decide if he had to say something about Tami and me, but in the end I guess he decided that Mom had handled it. Football practice had gone great and so had the play. It was Thursday. Maybe, just maybe, I would finally get the...

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Moms Horse HungerChapter 6

Patti sat at the breakfast table. She was bubbling with excitement. She gulped her juice, watching as her mother stood at the stove scrambling eggs. "Betsy's coming over soon," she said. Alice turned and smiled at her daughter. All day yesterday, Alice had been struggling with her conscience. What she had done with Patti weighed heavily on her mind. Silently, she forked our the golden eggs on Patti's plate. "Is anything wrong, Mommy?" Patti asked. Alice sat across from her daughter....

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Between Two Brunettes

Note : This story is completely fictional! I guess every boy jerks off. For me it was a daily routine, if not numerous times a day. I had discovered it by accident. I was feeling horny one night and I instinctively began touching myself. Before long I was hard and stroking my cock to climax. That first time was great and I was hooked. You can imagine my disappointment when I broke both my hands in a freak accident a few years later. That’s how this story came to be. I was Eighteen and very...

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Entry into Servitude

Principalia is a small state in the Mediterranean, so small, in fact, that most people would be unable to find it on a map. Furthermore, it had no real significance on the world stage, and spent much of its history in obscurity. At least until massive oil reserves were found within its borders. The country experienced a massive boom in wealth, allowing it to build up infrastructure rapidly. As it did so, and as it became the home of rich oil executives and their families, as well as a safe...

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Corina Chapter 16

I watch my wife eat pussy!!!!ENJOY IT AS MUCH AS I DID!!!Corina giggled and said that Traci and she were going to make us sloppy joes for dinner and I get to watch two sexy cooks work in the kitchen. I said I liked that idea and I went and took a piss. I came out and I went to watch TV and I saw Traci and Corina were in the kitchen with those short nighties with tiny panties and only high heels on. I went and stood at the table and they both broke out laughing when they saw me standing there...

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The wifes boss

This happened quite a few years back a couple years after my wife and I was married. She's hot and loves sex. Anyway, she worked at a fast food restaurant for a few years. I suspected her of screwing around with her manager for awhile. Finally I just came out and asked her if she'd been fooling around on me and was kinda shocked when she admitted that she had. She told me in some detail of how she went to her bosses house one day when I was at work. She pulled up and he was finishing cutting...

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A Sleepover With An Uninvited Guest Part One

 We arrived at around 8 o'clock that night. We put out pajamas on and did each others hair, then decided to do a 'fashion show'. Andrea wanted her father to come watch us, so I reluctantly agreed. Her father sat on her bed and waited patiently while we changed. While we sat in her closet, Andrea drew out a plan and had decided to divide up the show into sections. Starting with our regular pajamas, then casual, then a more dressed up look, then underwear. I was a little shocked to hear she...

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12th GradeChapter 38A

We had a really animated free for all discussion at the dinner table that night. I was getting hit from all sides at once. First, Mama was upset because Grace had phoned her, complaining about what I had told her I was planning for Joyce, Brenda and Emily. The main thrust of Mama's complaint was that I needed to stop discussing my personal business with everyone I met. "Kenny, it worries me sometimes that you don't seem to realize you are creating problem situations where there needn't...

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Freds Problem

FRED'S PROBLEM BY JANICE My name is Fred Danvers and I am a cross dresser. As most cross dressers, I started when I was young, in my case, about ten years old. My sister Kathleen and I never really got along, she is two years older than I. we lived with our parents but our father, being in the military, spent a lot of time away from home on duty. I did the usual dressing at home when I was alone, and as usual, I was caught several times. I was never really punished physically,...

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Country Boy City Girl Chapter 32

We hit the floor and had been wandering from game to game when I saw dad and Deana walk by holding hands. I smiled and waved to them and they came over. But after a bit she said that she had to cover a presentation in the main hall so they headed off again.Keith had been wanting to run an adventure, but was unsure of himself. So the girls and I all pulled out some character sheets and he was using the Cities book to run through a series of random encounters. And since this was basically just a...

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Sisters friend and Then sister better format and gramer

Mikayla and my sister’s name is Shayna. So one night very late I and my sister’s friend were sitting talking to people on the internet. She was asked if she'd ever fingered her self and she said yes. I kind of got excited but it didn’t go anywhere that night and she walked out the door and shook her nice round ass a bit. She has 32 Cs a nice ass and a gorgeous face. So we'd all play board games every Friday of the week. But one night it was different Mikayla had brought a friend over and...

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A Shade of PurpleChapter 10

“Fuck, that was hot,” Fred says as he slips up behind Aspen. She can feel his still hard cock presses against her ass as he presses into her. She had just given him a blow job from beneath the bleachers with a few of the lacrosse team watching on. With their coach missing the assistant coach took over practices. The guy isn’t as strict as Mr. Johnson, so a few, like Fred, slipped off unnoticed. “You will be perfect for one of Cash’s parties,” he whispers in her ear. Aspen groans as his...

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The reality of sex ndash a wankerrsquos view

I’ve talked about my ‘sex education’, and over the decades back to the 60s, there’s a lot I can’t remember along the way. But the contrast between clicking on a porn site today, and what could be seen back then couldn’t be greater. Nowadays girls have their own sites and nothing but nothing is left to the imagination (more’s the pity). Back then, yes there was porn of a sort. I remember Harrison Mark’s magazines had nudity, but anything below the belt was airbrushed out (we’re talking women of...

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Ill be a Mommys UncleChapter 2

My littlest victory was so sweet, stripping mother down to her bra, I didn't wait another week. Three days later, just about the time my bum was able to sit down in a hard chair again, I stole her skirts. Mother retrieved her clothes straight away, this time wearing only her blouse and a heavy cotton girdle. I wasn't nearly as excited by this state of undress as a more experienced boy or man might have been. Yet I didn't miss the shape her full-length, black stockings assumed. If Pepsi...

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Lovers Game

I'm awakened to the feel of the silk blindfold being lowered over my eyes. I mumble and stir, and my lover's quiet voice hushes me. "Shh, just you relax. We're going to play another little game this morning," he tells me. "mmmmm" is my sleepy reply. His games are always exciting, and through my grogginess I feel a spark of interest and excitement kindle inside. He shifts on the bed, pulling the sheets from over us. I try to curl up into a warm ball, but his strong, confident hands take hold of...

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Turning Point

Turning Point By Jillian O and Deborah Edwards Authors note: We hope you enjoy our coming of age story involving a young cross dresser. We would appreciate any comments "Great!" Danielle thought as she opened her PO Box, "It's here!" She took the little yellow card and stood in line. Surely, this package contained the dress that she had ordered from EBay. She tapped her foot impatiently as she waited her turn, only two more customers to go. Finally it was her turn. ...

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Whose Idea Was It

Fan-ta-sy 1. The realm of vivid imagination, reverie, depiction, illusion, and the like; the natural conjurings of mental invention; the visionary world; make-believe. 2. A mental image, especially a disordered and weird image; an illusion; phantasm. 3.A capricious or whimsical notion; conceit. 4.a. Literary or dramatic fiction characterized by highly fanciful or supernatural elements. b. An example of such fiction. 5. An imagined event or condition fulfilling a wish. It is funny how two...

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Deal with a Demon pt 1

Windows down. Wind through my hair. What a great day! Heading down the freeway, I’m on my way through Texas. I’m finally heading home from a long “business” trip. Too long. And when I say business trip, I mean something that’s nobody’s business. The Foo Fighters are playing, Best of You. The best part is I have the road to myself. Not another car in sight. Just me, this joint and good music. And some boy walking down the road. I take a good puff and blow smoke rings out the window....

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Caring for CarlyChapter 2

The sun was well up by the time Jody came into our bedroom. "Well," she said tiredly. "She's settled. I gave her one of my pain pills and she'll probably sleep all day." "We'll have to take her prescription in to have it filled," I told my wife as she stripped out of her twice-worn clothes. "Later," she said as she turned and swayed toward the bed, her breasts doing a wonderful little jiggle dance on her chest. She slid in beside me and kissed me passionately. "Thank you,"...

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Emily Exposed Pt 02

The next morning, Emily woke before Paul-unaccustomed to so much sleep. She looked over her shoulder to see him huddled next to her body, resting peacefully. That feeling, being safe and held, was the best in the world. But she was starving and she imagined he was too, so she pried his arms off. ‘Ugh’ he moaned as she moved. ‘Shhh, go to sleep’ she whispered ‘I’ll be right back.’ There was a small convenience store around the corner from her building that sold some regular food items. She dug...

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