After my first threesome with Jake and Lana, we all passed out together in the warm glow of the cannabis plant spirit, and in eager anticipation of the next day. We drifted into sleep, three naked bodies cocooned in each other’s gentle caresses. I was the last one to fall asleep. Soon after our conversations melted into silence, Jake and Lana started breathing softly and rhythmically. After every couple of breaths, Lana c...

“Master,” the Genie whispered, “I’m gonna go ahead and turn your cock back on, k?” George said nothing, but his cock responded immediately, hardening so fast it made Lacy jump when it swung up between the layers of her magnificent cake. “Oh!” she squealed. “Looks like someone’s not too good for me after all. About damn time.” After fiddling with her phone for a few moments, some smooth, lo-fi hip-hop began playing from a...

The minutes ticked away slowly until the final bell sounded and released George and his Genie from its academic clutches. He stopped at his locker to drop off some books, and, as expected, there was a new yellow sticky note on his door that read, "Eww!" George had meant for this to be quick. However, he suddenly noticed how sloppy his only personal space in the entire school was. Some old, unwashed gym clothes sat in a he...

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Chapter 7 - Stolen PrincessGeorge hurried out of the old locker room, back through the hallway, and into the gymnasium. Upon noticing the time on the wall clock, he realized he must have missed the bell and was now late for his art class. So, he began walking in that direction. "Are you okay, Master?" she asked. Genie's words were soothing but careful as if she feared he'd fall into another episode if she said the wrong t...

Dissociate with me, lover. I do not crave another. I have an undying lust For you, who has earned my trust __ Let us build a nest Where our souls can rest; Listening to the sounds Of our voices in unison, Is hypnotic. I am reeling, Spinning, Weaving Worlds; Quixotic. Despite the fact That our lives are apart By oceans Land or Time. I yearn to make you mine ___ Make a home with me, A polyamorous polygon For three, maybe fo...

Chapter 7 - The Dragon’s DenFor George, the latter half of the school day was typically the roughest. His curse had usually exhausted him so much by that point that he had barely any energy to give anyone, let alone pay attention to something he had only a passing interest in, like History class. However, there were small mercies he could usually count on, and one of them was his teacher, Mr. Mars himself. He was a handso...

Chapter 6 - The PowerThe bell rang after what felt like an eternity, and George breathed a sigh of relief. "Alright, let's get out of here. My brain can't take any more tangents." "Master, what was all that? I didn't understand any of it." "I hear ya. My theory is that they just make this shit up to mess with me," said George sarcastically. "Though I'll admit it, calculus is easier to pay attention to when you're not in p...

After a long, blissful afternoon of sun, pleasure, and surrender, Tiffany and I retreat to our glam room to get ready for a night that’s sure to be unforgettable. The room is softly lit by the warm glow of the Tulum sunset spilling in through the open terrace, casting a golden sheen over the room that had been our private sapphic playground just hours earlier. I watch Tiffany as she swipes on a sheer, shimmery gloss, her...

Continued from Part 1... He ran through the halls until he found a bathroom on the other side of the school, shut the door, and leaned his weight against it. The Genie’s sparkling pink cloud floated around him before gently coalescing into her human form. Her bubbly demeanor was gone, replaced with a soft, remorseful expression. “I’m sorry for displeasing you, Master,” she said with a formality George found disturbing. Ge...

Stafford Regional was abuzz with the usual morning activity. Teachers and students parked in their respective parking lots, while the rest were dropped off by the fleet of buses arriving from every corner of the region. Since it was a sunny day, many students were still loitering outside, soaking up the rays or sneaking a drag off their vapes. There were the typical cliques one might expect: the jocks, the nerds, the dram...

Anastasiya led Major Elaine Garcia to the control room outside her ward. In Ana's hand was a hermetic container holding The Catalyst—a phallus-shaped cylinder resembling a dildo—which she had just extracted from Elaine's vagina. The container in Ana's grip felt like an invisible leash, gently tugging at Elaine's delicate neck, compelling her to follow. Each click of Ana's high heels resonated seductively against the hardw...

The rising sun's light brightened George's attic bedroom, filling the space with a pleasant warmth. His alarm had not yet sounded, but George was finally awake after what had to be at least ten uninterrupted hours of sleep. Feeling more rested and refreshed than ever, he tightened his blanket and relished the coziness for several minutes, enjoying the new and exciting feeling of well-being. His thoughts drifted to the fan...

“Sir? You told me when someone named Ameline called to come get you? I know you’re in the middle of the meeting but you said she’d only call if it was urgent and--” “Thank you. You are exactly right. Please pardon me for a few moments, gentlemen, I have to take this. I’ll be right back.” CEO Günter Midas Schuler excused himself to his corner office and picked up the phone. “Yes?” “Sir?” Hearing her voice on the other line...