Hi everyone! I recently turned 30, and I've been living alone for a long time. Because of that, little things like hopping into the shower fully clothed have become normal for me. I wanted to describe many vivid moments from my past when I had less f...

The Splatalog The sunrise of an otherwise gorgeous Friday morning did little to lift the sense of dread which filled Jenna and Madison as the business partners sat idly in the small office of their small bakery on a small street in their small touri...

PLOP! My world went cold, dark and creamy. I thrashed around, starting to freak out and gasp for air. A sensation of drowning crept over me before I quickly realised where I was. I was still in my giant pie bed. I must have rolled over too far and s...

I saw the prompt in the writers corner and thought I'd have my first proper crack at writing something. I hope you all enjoy and I'm looking forward to getting some feedback and writing more in the future. It was a slow day at Tori's tattoo parlou...

Due to the sensitive nature of this subject and the people involved, I cannot reveal names or locations in this account. Instead I'll use monikers and keep the place names general or abstract. In spite of this, I hope you will still find this account...

--1-- One of the many things I've learned about marriage is the importance of sharing an online calendar with your significant other. Having a shared point of reference helps you to coordiante your day-to-day activities, it's a lifesaver when holiday...

I am working on an interactive story and this is a very rough draft https://messy-ness.itch.io/the-four-doors The story itself is just enough to string it together but i wanted to test the mechanics of the games Please check it out and give me so...

It's morning in the city. The streets are alive with the traffic and bustle of another typical weekday. Thousands of commuters stream into downtown from the surrounding suburbs, filling the city's skyscrapers for computer work and meetings. Today, e...

Marina takes a deep breath to center herself before knocking on the door. "Come in." She hadn't spoken to Dean Fausett since he congratulated her for making the Dean's List last semester. "Ah, Ms. Maldonado. Please, sit. And close the door behind you...

This story is linked to Writers Corner September prompt "smile at the camera". It also follows on from "Ashleigh becomes a Sinner" Abi was fascinated as she watched the clip of Ashleigh's interview. Clearly she understood from Mark's perspective s...

The maids were all atwitter as they changed clothes in the locker room beneath the Preston Hotel. "Is it true, Polly?" a girl with blonde curls asked as she pulled her head through her black cotton uniform and straightened the skirt. "I would've like...

Following my very messy return to the club I was back in demand. The management wanted to expand beyond the Saturday night shows and for me to perform during the week as well. They also booked me to appear in a fetish slot at their sister nightclub i...

From upstairs I hear a muffled "AAH!" followed by stomping sounds. Must be the temperature control is as hard to figure out as it looks, I think as I go up the stairs two at a time to offer assistance. The shower was one of the big selling points o...

Read bottom to top or follow link https://character.ai/chat/yomkj-5JlcoPDaXAMY11Jf2TNZBuzs5DptWVJcwL7do All names etc are fake Wayne chuckled, his arms still wrapped around you. "I have a feeling this will be hard to top," he joked, glancing a...

Marcus leaned over the workbench, squinting at the seam of the vintage ladies boot he was restoring. He wasn't a man of half-measures; if a stitch was off by a millimeter, the whole silhouette was ruined. He spent his Tuesday nights in the garage, su...

Jay stepped out of his car and squinted at the faded signage of the strip mall. He felt the heavy fabric of his golden yellow long-sleeve turtleneck jumpsuit shift against his skin as he walked, the matching bucket hat casting a soft shadow over his...

Leah didn't answer immediately. Instead, she let out a loud, giggling voice. "It's so heavy, lol," she chirped, thumping a massive coconut cream pie onto the concrete before him. The crust groaned under the weight of the filling. "Strangely enough, I...

"The problem with polyester is that it doesn't breathe, but it hides a secret beautifully." Lisa and Joanne didn't care about the industrial mixer's quota today. They cared about the rhythmic, unnatural sway of Jay's gait--the new shift manager who...

"The problem with curiosity is that it eventually gets hungry," Leo whispered, though the words were muffled by a thick, damp layer of cotton. He hadn't expected to be caught; he'd spent months perfecting the art of the sneak, slipping into the girl...

"The crust was a lie, and so was the score," Brittany whispered, tightening the zip-tie around Jay's wrists. Judge Jay had spent the morning treating the local pie contest like his own personal monarchy, awarding ribbons based on flirtation rather...

"The boots were the only part of your plan that actually worked, Jay." Jay stared up at Eva, his voice muffled by the sheer absurdity of his position. He was kneeling in a six-inch slurry of chocolate-colored mud, wrists bound tightly behind him wit...

Confessions of a Quality Assurance Assessor. Copyright, UMD, 2026. Cannot be altered, nor shared. Confessions of a quality assurance assessor. Chapter 1. Bri collected her family booking table card from the concierge desk box. Always table...