funny stripping stories

This novel is an "always-ongoing" novel containing a compilation of fictional funny stories. New fictional funny stories will be added to new chapters in this book over time.

This novel contains a compilation on funny chats to entertain all of you. One chapter refers to one chat.

This novel contains funny conversations between fictional people. They are written to entertain all of you. One chapter represents one conversation in this novel.

Babes is a strip club where the dancers danced, there are strict rules for the dancer not to offer themselves to their clients. Prostitution is a big no at the club. Though rules are meant to be broken, especially when the dancers are desperate enough to get extra cash. Babes cater to a high-end clientele of well-dressed men with various backgrounds, from rich sleazy playboys, and bad boys CEO executives, to cheating husbands with cash to spend for a private lap dance. The dancers at Babes are beautiful sexy women with different backgrounds from struggling actresses, and single moms with bills to cover, to students having to pay for their student loans, there are also women who just like to dance and be appreciated by men. But at Babes, people fall in love, strangely they found their match in the high-end strip club where they least expected. Follow this story and read how the dancers struggle for love and how the men find their future happiness.

This novel is an always ongoing novel containing funny stories. One chapter represents one story. New funny stories will be added here over time. So, stay tuned! Notes: All stories and characters in this novel here are fictional! This novel is just for fun!

Many think of the afterlife, some think they will face the judgment of God, some think they will only fade away in the darkness of nothing or that they will be reicarnated in another world. Like any nerd and otaku, Kaio belived/hopped that will be the last option that would happened to hum when he died, and that's what happened to him, he just didn't expect it to turn into a dungeon. Now he will have to adapt quickly, if he want to survive in this new world, that seems like a mixture of a western fantasy world and eastern cultivation, as possibly the only Dungeon in the world.

This is a collection of hilarious blogs written over a long period of time. Some are serious but mostly this book is comprised of blogs that are silly and funny.

Yun Xi was an insignificant celebrity who was only fit to act as a passerby in all the major movies and dramas. The day her younger brother got into an accident, she desperately needed a large amount of money. Her manager advised her, "It's time for you to leap over the dark side of the industry, your payment will be ten times what you're getting now." Thus, Yun Xi started to take up the roles of a little slut in major movies and dramas. She became a star who would take off her clothes whenever. Her main role was to seduce the male lead, the kind that provided small but necessary push in the dialogues and scenes. Yun Xi was very professional. Once the cameras started rolling, she would be as unrestrained as she wanted to be. Once the director shouted "Cut!", Yun Xi would return to her serious self immediately! She would never harbor any improper thoughts for the male leads outside the show. However, there was something she could not understand—all of the male leads were seasoned actors who were famous for their acting. They were paid so much, and they had so many fans, so why was it so difficult for them to act properly? After filming, they still had to look for her to study their scripts together! They even desperately added scenes for themselves! Yun Xi, "There's obviously no need for a kissing scene, and you don't have to take off your clothes..." The domineering Best Actor, the gentle top-paid actor, the arrogant muscleman, the naughty handsome actor, and her coldly arrogant manager, "Acting be damned. You better pay attention."

​Warning: Heavy sexual content and an ruthlessly obsessed male lead. Throw morally grey out the window. ​ Excerpt: ​"You agreed to the contract, sweetheart," his voice brushed cold against her ear, though his breath burned her skin. His fingers wrapped around her jaw, forcing her to look into the dark depths of his eyes. "Which means when I say strip, you don't ask questions. You just undo the buttons." ​Anastasia’s entire body shivered, her pulse a wild, erratic drum against her ribs. Two years of starving on the streets, and she was right back where she started… trapped under the terrifying, suffocating gravity of the man who broke her. ​"Always use your words, Anastasia. Who owns you?" He demanded, his grip tightening just enough to make her gasp, manipulating that razor thin line between control and absolute submission. ​"You..." she choked out, a fragmented, helpless plea as her knees went weak. "You do, Damian." ********************************* Have you ever been sold to a ruthless billionaire to pay off your father’s debts, spent years trying to make him love you, only to have him crush your heart into pieces? ​ Yeah. Me neither. Until my marriage turned into a dark, twisted game of revenge. ​ Two years ago, I finally escaped the cold, merciless man they call 'The Devil.' I walked away with a signed divorce paper, a broken soul, and a promise… I would pay back every single cent he spent to buy me. ​Except life on the streets is brutal. After two years of starving and working myself to death, I collapsed in the middle of a freezing rainy alleyway. ​ When I woke up, I wasn't dead. I was wrapped in the deceptively warm, secure arms of my ex-husband. ​Damian hasn't forgotten my promise and he's tired of waiting for his money. ​Now, I'm trapped under his roof again, but this time, the rules have changed. He dropped a new contract in my lap. A slave contract. Total, unconditional submission. To clear my debt, I have to become his absolute possession… stripping for his eyes only, pleasing him whenever and however he demands. ​I signed it. I told myself I could keep my heart dead and numb this time. ​But as his touches burn hotter and his obsession grows darker, a terrifying question keeps me awake at night… Why now? ​ Is the Devil truly just executing his final, humiliating revenge to collect a debt? Or is there a much more lethal, deeply buried secret behind why he dragged me back into his bed?

She is a poison he had craved to Taste. A sin he wants to keep committing. For Jericho, watching Alessia strip on stage was drug. He never chases. Every woman would worship the ground he walked on just to be on his bed but he found himself chasing this one woman to the point of obsession. ************* He pinned my hand above my head, my back pressed firmly against the wall. His breath was warm against my skin, close enough to steal the air from my lungs. “Trust me, love,” he murmured, voice low and possessive. “You could have been married to a hundred men before me but you’ll always find your way back to my arms. There’s no escaping me.”