Nicole furrowed her brow as she checked the monitor of the machine. "Jack, are you being completely honest with me? The brain computer interface is bogging down." Nicole called over to her boyfriend.
"Uh, of course Babe!" her boyfriend called bac... |
I've written numerous What Would You Do tribute stories, envisioning a spinoff where a wilder version of the show somehow finds its way to late night TV.
This "Jake and Lila" series of stories is inspired by the show, but different. Jake and Lila ar... |
They say the penalty for pride is rarely sweet -- but in Pievale's confectionary works, today's retribution would be syrupy, sticky, and mercilessly pink.
For the fifth penance is about to be delivered by two of Crispin's quietly smouldering conques... |
It is of those days that my girlfriend is out of town for work and I spend a few days at home on my own.. It is 100% that I will create a wam scene for myself
One afternoon after finishing work I opened the fridge to grab a beer and relax and I noti... |
You got me so excited last week I really looked forward to serving you some pies, the more I thought about it the more it sounded to good to be true. Smells to me like you are no stranger to pie. So I called your girlfriends/co-workers at Publix and... |
*This a Fantasy story writing this how imagined how I wish to happened with a friend of mine that both of us can get in mud. Since I heavily use Deepseek AI just to refine the story and fixing my grammars I would just say it wrote into a story how it... |
'Sir Gallantine' found himself sittin' in a somewhat very muddy puddle and spot. When he tried to get up, his 'armored-boots' made it very difficult to get any kinda' 'traction' in the mud, and he found himself slippin' and slidin' down back... |
I don't know where the appropriate place is to share this, but I feel that sharing about my experience might not only help others out there that are suffering with something similar, but it also might help me get some answers, because I'm still searc... |
Interlude Coffee and Cream
In the sweet aroma of Rosie's Bakery Café, five lively young women gathered over coffee and pastries, the air thick with cinnamon and scandal. Their laughter bounced off the tiled walls, unfiltered and unrepentant, drawin... |
Sir Gallantine strode into the village, astride his trusty horse, 'Majestic'. The villagers were in awe of this 'Knight' in his shining armour !!! Gallantine was totally encased in armour, from his booted feet, to the helmet he was wearin', wi... |
Got in my first fully clothed swim this morning, quite unexpectedly. Temps in the high 40's in New England overnight so I threw on a hoodie and a turtleneck along with my jeans for a paddle just after sunrise. Glad I did, the fog on the water made... |
Got in my first fully clothed swim this morning, quite unexpectedly. Temps in the high 40's in New England overnight so I threw on a hoodie and a turtleneck along with my jeans for a paddle just after sunrise. Glad I did, the fog on the water made... |
"I think we're nearly there", said David, wielding the roller above his head as he applied fresh paint to the last corner of the ceiling. I agreed with him, and it was true that both Sarah, his wife, and Katy had put down their brushes and rollers a... |
Today I thought I'd reflect on my story of how I went from being a closet fetishist to openly sharing my intimate exploits online. For many years, I was afraid to even be caught looking at this site! I used to actively try to push my messy thoughts o... |
This all stated when I saw this drawing that really got me excited, I have had a fetish with Women's socks for quite sometime, I experienced several sock fetish moments in my lifetime and somehow never saw this. I have had women rub their socks in my... |
I couldn't believe it, I got an email on my Yahoo "The PIE BOY" account from the people working with Martha Stewart.
Martha had discovered me from a random picture on the internet and wanted me to appear on her show!
I had had the hots for Martha Ste... |
In a chamber steeped in shadow, only the flickering light of candles offered reprieve. At the heart of the room, the penitent knelt before Circe - cloaked in humility, spine bowed, and breath shallow. Behind him stood a grotesque semicircle of carve... |
"Think you kinda' enjoyed bein' in the 'tank'", said Scott, still with a big smile on his face......
"Here's your wallet and keys....". He had to take away his gloved hand from his crotch to do this, letting Jake know how 'hard' he was.......
Ja... |
The sun shone high above the thatched rooftops of Pievale, bathing the yard behind The Cock Inn. The scent of ale and baked sugar lingered in the air. Jenny, buxom and bold, leaned against a barrel, her arms crossed under her ample bosom, still flus... |
Jake stood in the 'tank', enjoyin' that he was totally soaked.... He really wanted to 'pleasure' himself, but the 'Fair' was a somewhat 'mixed' crowd, and he didn't want to offend anyone....., but he sure wanted to 'get-off' !!!! And he love... |
After a pause, Crispin speaks.
My first penance, fearsome Circe, is owed to Jenny the buxom barmaid of The Cock Inn. I bedded and discarded the wench like a lord flicking wine from his sleeve. Many's the time since I've shown my brazen face and og... |
In the quaint village of Pievale, new gossip spreads like warm butter on toast: a mysterious artist had taken the old mill cottage by the brook. She called herself Cerise -- flame-haired, eyes like storm-clouds, a laugh that is half promise, half war... |
All characters are over 18.
*Note: There have been several amazing mascot wam stories over the years, so while I tried to be original, I'd be lying if I didn't say I tried to capture the feelings I'd had reading those stories years ago. For this rea... |
"These are great looking pies Ira" says Anna
"Yes, soft chocolate pudding with a caramel sauce centre I think. Nice and deep" adds Elena.
Ira finds it difficult to speak, she knows where this is going but can only stand there in shock and denial.... |
Ira was pleased to have been invited to the drinks party at the National Hotel a very central Hotel, a little old and tired institution. The event was just an industry networking event but it would be a nice end to the week.
However on the actual Fr... |
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