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•BL/Yaoi •Short stories •Switch •BAD ENDING>(always doesn't mean to be sad) {Content warning: Mature, Psychology, Toxicity, Stalking, Violence, Obsession, Manipulation, dark, anything but love.} You have been warned~! [The pictures are from Google so credits goes to the right owner] [The story plot is mine so don't copy it or I'll report for sure!]

Acquiring actual skills, interests and ideals... Is a hard task! How can you make sure, that everything you do is not an absolute waste of time, leading to less than nothing? Therefore, the main character of the story, the man affectionally called 'Nista' a name that, essentially, has no meaning, and "No meaning" is not the meaning of it either, obligates himself to nothing, aside from Visual novels! Reveling in his unemployed and severely uneducated life-style, refusing to go outside due to its dangers, the comfort of his life is challenged: unless poor Nista finds an actual job, his parents are going to stop sending him all the needed funds to slack away! So, o great' hero Nista... Can you depart on an adventure so dangerous, to seize the roots of a profession!?

Jack along with his hot step mother and his step sister reincarnates in a world with Hot Futas with BDSM dungeons where the entire family is hired as dolls for the Futas. They realize that masochism runs in the family, even if it is step. ___ Explicit Bdsm, sex, incest, taboo, fantasy world, anal, futanari, threesome, double penetration, gangbang, cream pie. no softcore, slime play , tentacles. etc

I'm just an Orphanage kid. I don't know who my parents are.Now I'm 17 years old and no one's adopted me yet. My life in the orphanage was ordinary even too monotonous. Until one day the tragedy it's changed my life. "Give back my body" she whispered to me. I looked around. But there's no one here. I was in a very dark room. "Who are you?" the question that came out of my mouth. Then all of a sudden I felt my soul being sucked out. And I slowly open my eyelids. "Calista,finally you came to your senses" the speech of a graceful woman. That's the first sentence I ever heard. But who is she? And where am I ? "Calista what you're feeling?" asked a woman in a white coat. She looked up at me. Is the question meant for me? But my name is CLARA not CALISTA. What exactly has happened?

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Space Femboys: Help! I'm Stuck in the Futanari Smut I Wrote As A Joke Genre: Sci-Fi Erotica / Omegaverse / Femdom Tags: #Femdom #MuscleMommy #Futanari #Omegaverse #SciFiErotica #MindBreak I wrote it at 2am as a bit. I gave the alien race a pronunciation guide and everything. Now I'm in it. The Dyridians /dɪˈrɪd.i.ənz/ are an ancient interstellar civilization whose mastery of nanotechnology is so advanced it looks — and feels — exactly like magic. Their "Qi," their "Force," their everything runs on a galaxy-spanning network of microbial nanobots woven into the fabric of matter itself. Incredibly sophisticated. Genuinely awe-inspiring. They also have three castes, and I, the author, have just been thrust into this world as the shortest, prettiest, most embarrassingly on-type Omega in the known galaxy. The Primes are exactly what I wrote them to be — towering, stacked, hung, and dangerously interested in me. The Betas are either sleek androgynous pretty boys or soft goth mommy types, and somehow both are worse for my sanity. And the Omegas? Universally, affectionately, and without any shame whatsoever referred to as sluts. I wrote that. I wrote all of this. God help me. Self-aware smut. No thoughts, head empty, full chapters.

El 1 de diciembre de 2022 el jurado del Concurso Nacional de Cuento "Hubert Lanssiers 2022", compuesto por los escritores Miluska Benavides, Leslie Guevara, Alejandro Neyra, Gustavo Rodríguez y Miguel Ruíz Effio, se reunió para elegir a los ganadores y menciones honrosas de dicho concurso. Se recibieron 151 relatos a nivel nacional, y se contó con un comité lector integrado por 80 voluntarios designados por Machucabotons Escuela de Escritura, para la lectura y preelección. Hecha la apertura de los sobres, la relación de ganadores quedó establecida de esta forma: Primer premio "Camel - Pulp" por Ostracista Seudónimo de EDWIN WALTER TOVAR CHUMPITAZ Segundo premio "Los cobardes no van al cielo" por Aaron Champi Seudónimo de EDWIN WALTER TOVAR CHUMPITAZ Se hace notar que es la primera vez en la historia del concurso que un participante recibe en simultáneo el primer y segundo premio. El jurado interpreta este hecho como un testimonio de talento literario y felicita el autor.

How Many Steps Does It Take To Turn an SM R*pe Novella into a Comedy Skit [INDONESIA TRANSLATION] [ID : Eri/Mochirin] [EN : Oriental Rabbit] _________ Go to Chap 0 for synopsis Ke chap 0 yok untuk baca sinopsis. [ Warning ] Ini [BL] dan saya mentranslatekannya dengan bahasa gaul ya jadi ini bukan dengan bahasa [Formal] oke, karena jujur saya kurang suka translate an dengan bahasa super formal. [ Saya translate ini menunggu chap diupload dalam bahasa inggris, jadi kalo belum up, saya juga belum up, dan tergantung mood ] [ Donation ] 1. https://saweria.co/Eirine 2. https://www.buymeacoffee.com/Eirin [Kalian juga boleh rekomendasikan novel apa yang mau dijadikan projek translatean] [Thank you]

[Ding! The 'Randomly Spend' Tycoon System is at your service.] On her way to work, Yun Zijin was bound by a system named 'Randomly Spend'. [Spending Task Completed. A 2x rebate has been triggered. Ownership of Villa No. 1 at Xingyu Mansion. The related documents have been placed in the system backpack.] [Spending Task Completed. A 3x rebate has been triggered. Ownership of Dingsi Building. The related documents have been placed in the system backpack.] ... Yun Zijin was dazzled by the system's rewards, only to be told that her wealthy parents had found her? That she's the true daughter of the Xia Family of Dijing? Being bound to the Tycoon System was exciting for Yun Zijin, but she refused to be part of any cliché wealthy family drama. The Xia Family of Dijing? Yun Zijin: Get lost! Don't even think about associating with me!

One day, a strange hand suddenly appeared inside Chi Wan’s interdimensional space. Its owner claimed to be living in the apocalypse—starving, desperate—and begged to trade anything he had for food. Chi Wan stared at the pile of Imperial Green jade, oversized diamonds, and dozens of kilograms of gold bars he offered… and fell into deep thought. …Wasn’t this a little too profitable? From then on, her connection to the apocalypse only grew stronger. The mysterious man—who turned out to be a powerful figure—used his Wood Ability to help her revive rare orchids, cultivate endangered plants, and even harvest zombie crystal cores for the country. As for Chi Wan? She only had three responsibilities: feed him, feed him, and keep feeding him. Somehow, without realizing it, a group of extraordinary men began to gather around her: A genius research scientist. An aloof, abstinent CEO. A cold and ruthless Soldier King… In front of Chi Wan, they were gentle, attentive, and impeccably polite—each trying to outshine the others. Behind her back? They were one step away from tearing each other apart. Meanwhile, on the other side of the spatial link… The so-called King of the Apocalypse clenched his teeth in silence as he listened to these men compete for her attention. As for Chi Wan? “I’m busy getting rich and supporting my family,” she said calmly. “A battle royale of suitors? I have no idea what you’re talking about.” Until one day— An absurdly handsome man appeared at the gates of her villa… carrying a sack filled with gold and jewels. “I’m here to marry into your family,” he declared. Chi Wan glanced at him, then at the newly connected wasteland world inside her space… …and once again fell into deep thought.