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“What are you going to do, Audrey?” my mother asked me days before my eighteenth birthday.
I knew exactly what she was talking about. It was all anyone asked me for the past month. When anyone in my culture turned eighteen they were required to lose their virginity, if they still had it. The purpose of this ensured a less stressful adult life. One could better concentrate on their studies, job, or whatever they chose if they didn’t have to worry about such matters.
The law was put into effect many years ago and had seemed to work. It worked so well they devised a system to help people chose a lover. A lottery, if you will. It wasn’t mandatory but it made things a lot easier. Two of my girlfriends from school had used the program and they loved it.
An Assessment of the G.I.R.L Program (Revised) By Seaweed Smells Jenny Boko read the report for the fourth time looking for typos and errors. Finding none she placed the report on her desk and picked up her phone. "Karla, it's me Jenny. I have the revised GIRL Program Report ready for you. ..... Fine, I'll bring it right away." Jenny picked up the report and walked out of her office. As she walked down the corridor towards Karla's office she pondered the paradox that was her...
I woke up in the morning disoriented and confused—something felt way off kilter and I just couldn’t get my bearings. Slowly last night swam into my consciousness. I was in Denise’s bed. After our wild sex of the evening, we had awakened in the wee hours and made love again, a slow, leisurely, gentle love-fuck that ended with the two of us having huge cums and then falling back to sleep. We got up and sleepwalked through our morning routines and made our way to school, with me driving slowly;...
Yeeowwww! That water was cold! Whirling on my assailant I showered some bystanders. Missy shrieked and twisted and capered in my stinging spray, her adorable little boobies with their raisin nipples dancing merrily. She totally lost control of her nozzle, wetting down others I missed. They didn't mind. After all, it was a hot spring day, and they had been warned. The instructions handed to each driver in line are specific: make sure all windows are tightly closed and exit your vehicle at...
The APPLAUSE sign above the stage went out, but like over-enthusiastic trained seals the audience went on barking and clapping. They finally returned to their cages -- uh seats -- when our hostess began talking over them. "Thank you, thank you. Thank you very much. I am very pleased to welcome our guests to GabFest's stage this afternoon, Miss Diane Walker and her mother, Katherine..." And it is SHOWTIME! The stage manager had shit a brick when I emerged from the green room stripped...
“So how do you want to work it with the kimonos, lover?” Denise asked me as we pulled into the student parking area on Tuesday morning. “So today is a partial touching day,” I mused, “I wonder how much emotional support our kids will need. Tomorrow will be the worst of the week, that’s how it was for Sarah, Barbara, and Jane last week. How about we change at our lockers before home room? We can leave our clothes there. Tomorrow we may be needed out front when they strip and have the groping...
On our way out of class, Linda Grover, our website content guru, rushed up. “There you are, Kevin, a bunch of us’ve heard that the feds are trying to locate and shut down the site, you know?” “Yeah, I heard that at lunch. Any news since then?” “Not about the feds, but the media are trying to find the site too. There’s going to be something on the six-o’clock news about it and the kids who did the website and server setup and some of the others will be watching. They wanted me to find you...
I.E.T.P (Identity Execution Transfer Program) deals with the sensitive issue of capitol punishment, it is fiction and should be viewed that way. I would never condone this type of execution ever! The concept of I.E.T.P is chilling, and yet in some sort of warped way... highly believable, especially when you consider the thoughts that possess the minds of today's leaders. The original idea for I.E.T.P. came from several replies to stories that I and other authors have written. Many...
The Program By Sissy Candie She said it would change my life, little did I know how much! First let me tell you a bit about myself, or actually, who I was. Three weeks ago, I was a systems analyst, named Michael for a major software company. Today, so much has changed, I don't know where to start. I was logged in to the main server, trying to find out why some of the custom functions for one of our clients were acting up, when a new co-worker, Amanda, asked what I was...
When the class marched forth to the strains of Elgar's "Pomp and Circumstance" the valedictorian, salutatorian, some Very Important People and me proceeded to the temporary stage on the football field's fifty yard line. My classmates took to the folding chairs on the field to receive inspirational words from on high, while I was stuck rubbing shoulders with the stuffed shirts. Oh, except for Valedictorian Meredith Witherspoon and Salutatorian Dennis O'Brien, on stage to deliver their...
JUAN or The Youth Health Control Program. By Angel Fouco A devious woman dominates young boys and girls and makes them fullfill her sexual phantasies. (F+/m, F+/f, F+/f+m+, M/m, M+F+/f, humil, cons) Main Characters: Ana C?rdova In?s Ju?rez, a female Doctor Mariana Garc?a, assistant secretary Juan Cuadrado Casilda Cuadrado, his sister Several others from the neighborhood Chapter 1: The health program Ana C?rdova, was a stout, short woman of around forty five years old. She was like the ruler over...
Mom and Elaine come up from the dunking I've given them and Elaine is spritzing water at me through her teeth with a wicked grin. When Mom Number 2 puts "a little relaxation session" together in a sentence with the word "playroom" it can only mean one thing. "Have I got plans for you tonight," Elaine says, gloating. "Everyone out of the pool!" As quick as I can slosh out I'm on my knees on the hard concrete, water puddling around me. Standing over me wearing her wicked-Mistress...
Chapter Three: Birdie's Naughty Coeds By mypenname3000 Copyright 2019 President Birdie McTaggart, Tuesday Shock rippled through me to see Florinda Matos. It cut through the orgasmic bliss the titty fuck Kalena Apikalia had just delivered to me. My cum dripped down her golden-brown face and across her large breasts piled around my futa-cock. My body buzzed from my orgasmic pleasure. “How long have you been abusing your post as president to take advantage of the students?” demanded the...
I was writing an SRU story and suddenly was blocked on where I wanted to go with it, so, after all the past discussion on morph software on the list, I wrote this instead, and brought back one of my odd characters. Bill ------------------ The Morfus Program By Bill Hart Mel sat quietly in front of his PC trying to decide whether or not to load the new morphing software he'd just bought. Normally there wouldn't be a problem, but he'd just picked up the software at the new...
First period was Honors Seminar, which was mostly a bull session for whoever the teachers decided was brainy enough. Depending on our so-called talents, we also got credit for research reports, original poems and stories, paintings, or whatever. It was a pretty eccentric bunch. The classroom layout was a circular sofa about 25 feet in diameter. I snuggled up with Pietre Agoras as usual. As he often did, Pietre was wearing a tank top and some gauzy lounge pants. Across the circle Ben Daire...
Chapter One: Birdie's Naughty Desires By mypenname3000 Copyright 2019 President Birdie McTaggart, Monday “And here is what you have all been waiting for!” I boomed into the microphone in the auditorium of Rogers College, my school. I was the president here. The architect of one of the most successful Naked in School Programs in the country. “The final four chosen to go naked for this year!” Cheers erupted through the auditorium. The cheer squad, led by Tatyana Naumov their captain, were...
The drama shop was a zoo. OK, sure, Dee Muntz was there, but so were about a hundred other kids, all trying to jam into that little room. Nadia and Ben seemed to be getting things organized all right so I decided it might be a good time to take a pee. Mistake. The lavatory was just as crowded and Reasonable Requests were rampant. Somehow I avoided getting propositioned on my way to a toilet, but then some guy wearing a football jersey, a pleated skirt, and bobby socks insisted on watching...
"Should I tie you to the chair and gag you?" "I'll be good," I assured Mrs. Devers. I knew she wasn't serious, and besides, much as I might have enjoyed being dommed by her this was definitely not the time or the place. Friday's archery followed by a lusty weekend with Missy and Maria had cooled me down, and I'd come to the conclusion that ripping someone's throat out was not a way to get to know them. As to getting closer to my enemies than I was to my friends, I'd decided that...
"The Deeper Program" Agnes had been studying magazine and computer ads for a recreation service. It wasn't new, it had been around for a few years and was deemed perfectly safe. This is the twenty-first century after all, technology has arrived. There were all sorts of "vacations" a person could take with this computer simulation. The system was situated in an offshoot lab in a large urban hospital. With this system a person could take a vacation without actually going on a real...
Chapter 1: The Secret Program Short Description: Memorial Day is a United States federal holiday which occurs every year on the final Monday of May. Memorial Day is a day of remembering the men and women who sacrificed themselves while serving in the United States Armed Forces. This is a short story about a wounded vet, depressed and almost suicidal, who finds some much needed healing with a special secret program. Tags: wounded vet, hospital sex,...
Witness Relocation and Protection Program III By Bill Hart Veteran WRPP field agent Jake Losfeld wondered what was up as he rode upwards in the elevator of the WRPP headquarters. He hated riding in elevators; they were too confining for his tastes. Given a choice, his preference would always be fieldwork. However, something was very definitely up; he could always tell. Whatever it was, Jake had a bad feeling about it. He'd been summarily summoned from the field and ordered to report...
Tuesday - Chastity gets with The Program I was so mad about what happened on Monday afternoon that I wasn't even thinking about it might mean on Tuesday morning. It was bad enough that the school district lawyer forced me to leave the True Love Waits rally on Monday afternoon and I still ended up naked on the local news. I was shocked when Principal Johnson was waiting for me outside the front entrance the next morning. I knew that I would be expected to strip in front of everybody who was...
"I am so going to miss you guys so much. I wish we'd had more time together, but this year's been so crazy," I murmured softly. Even snuggled close, side-by-side, my queen-size bed was cozy for the three of us. The only illumination was the rippling glow of the pool lights on my ceiling. Usually hypnotic, tonight they were sensuous. We were all naked, of course, and I was squirming inside. When I'd originally invited them I'd been thinking of nothing more than dinner, a swim and a...
We will now relate what was passing in the house of the king's attorney after the departure of Madame Danglars and her daughter, and during the time of the conversation between Maximilian and Valentine, which we have just detailed. M. de Villefort entered his father's room, followed by Madame de Villefort. Both of the visitors, after saluting the old man and speaking to Barrois, a faithful servant, who had been twenty-five years in his service, took their places on either side of the...
Battle Royale. Officially known as The Program. The two words nobody in school ever wants to hear, because once you're in this particular program, you only have one chance of coming out alive, and that is when all your classmates are dead. We all know that it exists although we're not sure why, it's an urban legend whispered about in out of the way places and hinted at in the media. Everyone knows what happens but almost noone knows the details, and the government likes to keep it...
I am employed to undertake computing coding in a reasonably large organisation. I became aware of a special project being controlled by a systems analyst I enjoyed working with and was accepted by him to do the work he required. His name is Cameron – otherwise known as Cam. I had worked with him before and liked his professionalism. The project he was involved in was with an interstate office and he often spent time there. I soon learned the project was involved and demanding. It was made clear...
Love Stories“So, what brings you here, Ms. Pierce?” the young, male psychiatrist asked. “Well, um … I can’t orgasm.” “Have you ever had an orgasm?” “No sir,” she meekly replied. The beautiful woman focused on her hands resting in her lap. The decision to enroll in the expensive three-day program was her last resort and Gwen was desperate. If he can’t help me, she thought, no one can. “And you’re married.” “Yes, to my husband Grayson. I love him so much. He’s been very supportive of my decision to come...
ReluctanceThis story is fiction. Actually, the setting of an artificial world in Space and the year being 2109 should have been enough to clue you in about that. I don't care how old are. I don't care how young you are. However, the law does care, so if you are too young, go away (or at least try not to get caught). If this story is against the law where you live, then like the young folk, go away. Or at least... Anzu James: Naked in Orbit, Part 02 (Background, The Program) by Coach...
It's Sunday night. Lance is presumably sleeping the sleep of a sated male in his own bed, while I'm in my bed, in the dark, rummaging through my memories, trying to see if there are any clues in my past that might help me chart my future. I'm adrift in a sea of fog compared to people I know well. My brother knew that he'd be a scientist from the time he'd taken apart his first alarm clock to find out what made it tick. Of course it was a very old alarm clock. I wonder what kids learn...
Two days after, a considerable crowd was assembled, towards ten o'clock in the morning, around the door of M. de Villefort's house, and a long file of mourning-coaches and private carriages extended along the Faubourg Saint-Honore and the Rue de la Pepiniere. Among them was one of a very singular form, which appeared to have come from a distance. It was a kind of covered wagon, painted black, and was one of the first to arrive. Inquiry was made, and it was ascertained that, by a strange...
This is a continuation of the story that began with Amnesty Program. ---- Jason had forgotten how long it takes jeans to dry. Emily had burst in, just as Rebecca had predicted, her freckled face flushed from running and her wavy red hair windblown. She had been disappointed to find Jason and Rebecca calmly huddled over Jason's laptop, apparently working on a project. Jason was dressed in gym clothes though, a detail that didn't escape her journalistic instincts. He was stuck there for at...
First TimeProfessor Sandra Suarez opened a file folder and put her elbows on her desk. "Your academic record is exceptional, Rebecca. You're a good candidate for the Amnesty program. You understand that this is an experiment, correct?" Rebecca shifted in her seat across from Professor Suarez. She had kept her backpack on her lap, and she found it awkward, but she thought it would be awkward to put it on the floor at this point too. "Yes," she said, "but I don't really know much about it. What do I have...
First TimeA 30-Day Program By Jennifer Lee James and Sonya were out in the back parking lot behind the office taking a smoke break, and the topic of quitting came up. "I tried a few months ago," he said. "I was good for a few weeks, and then fell right back off the wagon." Sonya smiled and took a drag. She was a good-looking redhead who had recently joined the company, and James had to constantly keep himself from looking at the front of her shirt. She was tall, almost six-foot he...
By the time Calculus ended at three o'clock I was practically sleepwalking. I could have used a sixteen-ounce espresso or three but had to settle for a Coke. I downed the can in seconds then headed to the drama shop for Halloway's whippy-dippy after-school support group. Adam and Dee Muntz, of all people, were tangled up outside the drama shop door. Dee was on top and had all of Adam's cock in her mouth, which even then was no easy feat. Adam's face was pinned beneath her hips and she...
Honors seminar had less than its share of athletes but membership in chess, debate, drama, Mathletics, and other organizations made up for it. Altogether, I think three, maybe four kids showed up in clothes, Petunia Pei and Yulan Yuan were kneeling in front of Ben, each sucking one of his cocks. No surprise there. I snuggled up next to Pietre Agoras, who was dressed much like his dad but without the foustanella. Then, to my surprise, Julio Sessums snuggled next to my other side. His cock was...
Today's faculty lounge has the same mismatched sofas and armchairs. The same former cafeteria table dominates the center of the room, more battle-scarred than ever, surrounded by a constantly evolving variety of seating. The refrigerator carries the same warning it did then, a little more yellowed and tattered with age: "Label your food with your name and date, or else!" "Or else" has never been elaborated on, but the same trash can yawns hungrily close by. The only additions are the...
"I don't want to talk about it, Terry. All I did was help a friend. End of story. What I want to talk about is this new program I want you to consider." "Pru," Terry replied, "I know you've been thoroughly debriefed and I've seen those reports. You've told me damn-all about what went on — personally, that is — and I want to get a better understanding of what your motivations were. And, you still won't tell me about what you were doing in The Yemen. I feel your reticence, and I know...
Principal Birdie McTaggart, Tuesday Shock rippled through me to see Florinda Matos. It cut through the orgasmic bliss the titty fuck Kalena Apikalia had just delivered to me. My cum dripped down her golden-brown face and across her large breasts piled around my futa-cock. My body buzzed from my orgasmic pleasure. “How long have you been abusing your post as principal to take advantage of the students?” demanded the heated Florinda, the head of the school board that oversaw Rogers High....
The bracketing commercials shown at the beginning of a show and that book case the interior 'skits and mini shows' has as it's start a commercial showing someone moving boxes out in the garage and getting stuff down from the high shelves and one of the things that comes down is a guitar case covered with dust. A brief flashback to the night before with his two buddies, both in their early forties, seeing a commercial on TV for 'you got what it takes to be a One Hit Wonder?' and a pitch for...
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You are a fourth year student at a prestigious private school called Wellfonte High. The campus is stunning, the teachers are among the best in the country, and all the students are beautiful and rich but the real perk at this school is the Attendant Program. Not every student at the school can afford to be here, yet the board of directors want the school to be inclusive and welcoming to everyone. Therefore they developed the Attendant Program. If a student cannot pay tuition they will be...
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My "physical exam" over, Lance follows Doctor Smathers's lead, peeling off his gloves, discussing me with the Good Doctor as if he were a consulting physician. His cock obviously has something else in mind, like burying its little head deep inside me, which I would welcome. Me? Frustrated? I'm strapped down on the gyno table, hornier than a moose, being discussed like I'm nothing more than a piece of meat. Typical doctors! They really need to work on their bedside manner. Better it...
Oh jeez! I was SO horny! Shoving Greg back on my bed I attacked his belt, hoping the hell The Stick didn't butt in and try to talk me out of this -- not that she'd ever intruded on my sex life before. We'd never discussed it but I suspected she enjoyed it as much as I did. Greg's brain might still have been on the front porch where I'd found him waiting but as I'd dropped my clothes on the way upstairs his sex organs had sure gotten the message, thereby depriving his brain of the blood...
Hello this is my first attempt at a TG story so here we go. Please comment and give suggestions. Anything to help me and this story along. Thank you and please enjoy. Chapter 1: A Change of things One moment I was riding in my parent's minivan with my friend Yumi and her parents. My parents are doctors, and not just any doctors but the best doctors in the area. And me. I was Alan Wilson sixteen year old son... at least last time I was awake I was. As we were riding there was an...
I was dozing, lulled by the steady roar of the plane's engines, trying not to think of the next five hours in a coach class seat. Folded like a grasshopper in a too-small box I let my mind drift to a more comfortable time, at the mall, in the front window of Alphonse's Minute Spa, not all scrunched up but sprawling in a chair more appropriate for a gynecologist's examination room than a display window. It was the Saturday after graduation, variously known as "Primp Day" or "Makeover...
I hadn't intended to take another shower so soon, but the girls can be quite convincing. Honestly, it was easier to clean myself after the defiling Yvonne craved, but once I was clean, Chloe got her wish and by the time I filled her with more of my white cream, the water was going cold. The snow outside had let up some but had already accumulated several inches. I knew if everyone who was out didn't return soon, they might be stuck away from the house. The road we lived on was sometimes...
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"Good morning, students and staff," Holloway was just beginning. "This morning we have another student who's in The Program and who'd like to present some information about himself. As with Dee, who spoke yesterday, I'm hoping this will cut down on repetitive questions and answers that waste time for everyone. Go ahead, Ben." "Uh, hi, my name is Ben Daire. A lot of you know me," he began. "Now that I'm in The Program, I guess everybody knows that I have two cocks. At least,...
After Calculus class the hallway was peaceful. Other than a few guys who were collecting clothing remnants as souvenirs, there was no sign of the earlier melee. When I got to the drama shop for Holloway's whippy-dippy support group, Ben was in the hall talking on his PDA. "Lavi, this is Ben," he was just saying, obviously to Lavender Liu. "Yeah, I know. Long time no see. Three days, right? Hey listen. Could you, Ginger, Heather, and Jasmine meet me by the parking lot doorway at four...
Wheelin' 'n' Dealin' was and still is the place to go if you're a serious cycler. That's obvious the moment you set foot on the sales floor, the front half of the Denzel brother's space. On the walls are bike posters and more bike posters; posters of road racers and track racers frozen against backgrounds so blurred you feel the wind, posters of BMX bikes and riders soaring off jumps looking so real you want to pick the dirt and mud off your face, barf-inducing posters of X-Game riders...
Naked student wounds assailant at archery range By Johanna Brahms Staff Writer A student from Central High School foiled an attempt on her life Sunday when she shot her attacker in the buttock with an arrow. The student, who is active in the nudism program at the high school, was naked at the time. The attack occurred about 10 a.m. while the 14-year-old ninth-grader was taking target practice at Eddie's Archery Range in Foley Park on Hawthorne Lane. Police said the attacker, whom they...
It wasn't easy, but I kept my promise to Mom and Elaine and Detective Maria Sanchez that Sunday. Even though I had a miserable cold I went to that service for information and evidence, and while I didn't realize it at the time I came out with more than I expected. Well that and some big concerns. But the only reason there hadn't been a murder at the Restored Temple of the Holy Redeemer Reformed Evangelical One True Church that day was thanks to my BFF Missy Wilson. I also have to give...