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BFORE YOU POST, KNOW THIS! Cowboy!6UZGZTHCak ## Mod ## 10/06/30(Wed)19:25 No. 8547 ID: 5eefb3 [Reply] [First 100 posts] [Last 50 posts] Stickied

ALL REQUESTS FOR STORIES OR STORY CONTENT ARE TO GO IN THIS THREAD! ALL STORY REQUESTS NOT POSTED IN THIS THREAD WILL BE DELETED AND THE POSTER MAY BE BANNED. ALL COMMENTS QUESTIONS, AND OTHER OF THE LIKE ARE TO GO HERE AS WELL! Also, if you don't have constructive comments, keep them to yourself. Or you'll get banned for being an ass. This is not /b/, you have been warned.

Make sure that you check out http://asstr.org or http://storiesonline.net, or any other of the fine erotic literature sites, or GOOGLE IT! THEY MAY HAVE THE STORY ALREADY THERE!…Where ever that may be….Also, any plagiarism will result in a BAN!

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sorcerer 14/04/17(Thu)10:34 No. 21565 ID: c91775

Where would you folks recommend I post my completed stories? I like posting them on boards like this as I write them, but I need a place to showcase completed work. Any suggestions?

READ BEFORE POSTING! Cowboy!6UZGZTHCak ## Mod ## 10/06/30(Wed)19:11 No. 8546 ID: 5eefb3 [Reply] Locked Stickied

This is a thread for ALL AUTHORS and READERS. Though you are not required to, I would recommend that you save your story in a post able form, this is to ensure that your story stays preserved and that if 7chan is to go down AGAIN. Also, if anyone has something available as far as web space for an archive, please e-mail me at 1subject@live.com.
I also recommend to everyone that you visit us at the IRC at irc.7chan.org in /elit/ channel. Research it and please stop in, any questions you have about well, ANYTHING can be answered there. There are many good different types of IRC clients, some can attach right onto your browser. So find one and set it up.
3litchan is gone as far as I know. Don’t asking nothing more, ‘cause on that subject….I don’t know nothing’, I just work here.

Roommates (loli) Anonymous 12/10/06(Sat)11:32 No. 17319 ID: 5c8966 [Reply] [First 100 posts] [Last 50 posts]

It all started when I was 19, in my first semester at college. I'd moved away from home and into my first apartment, and got my first roommate as well. He was a year younger than me, but unlike me he hadn't spent a year after graduating highschool saving up his money for tuition and rent. His parents died in an avalanche at a ski resort, and between their considerable savings and the payout from the life insurance, he could afford college and not have to work for years. I hadn't known it when I met him at orientation and we decided to share an apartment, but he also had custody of his 11 year old sister.

The apartment was big, and nicer than I could have ever afforded on my own, so all three of us had separate bedrooms (hers was supposed to be a laundry room or something originally.). I also discovered my roommate was a bit of a dick who neglected his little sister.

I don't think it was intentional, more a result of losing his parents and having to adjust his plans for the future to revolve around caring for his sibling, and he probably wasn't ready for that sort of responsibility. But unless he needed to give her a ride or buy her something she needed, he basically didn't interact with her. He also barely did anything with me; maybe once a week he'd play video games with me, but he spent nearly all his time in class or shut in his room studying.

His little sister was cute, with her blue eyes, freckles, and short, light brown hair, but obviously way too young for me. She didn't play with dolls or anything, so I guess she was mature for her age, but she also spent all her time shut in her room when she wasn't at school. And I don't think she had any friends at her new school either.

After a month or so with my new roommates, we'd settled into a routine. If they weren't exactly friendly, they weren't bad either; quiet, clean, and they were the only way I could afford a really nice apartment just a block from campus.

I wish I'd known then what I know now. It'd have saved me a lot of grief.

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OP!!L1ZTV3LGZl 14/04/17(Thu)07:07 No. 21562 ID: 61bc43


I believe I already explained why. :-p

Anonymous 14/04/17(Thu)17:35 No. 21566 ID: 47a00e

It's getting kind of stale, yeah.

Anonymous 14/04/19(Sat)09:23 No. 21574 ID: db1e71


I know why you're doing it, but it was kinda short. Not really long enough to fap to. While I can appreciate building suspense, I'm sad panda for waiting longer for part two of this post. :(

Please, make my weiner happy.

Breaking Bo Sonder!!AwZTHlMTWv 13/12/08(Sun)21:03 No. 20427 ID: 0550d2 [Reply]

[male, gay, high school]
Usually I'd write a more specific set of tags, but I want this story to be an open-ended work-in-progress. Although I do have a basic plot outlined for 8-9 chapters, I'm always open to suggestions from you guys about what direction you'd like the story to go. Feel free to suggest something in the comments. All suggestions are appreciated, but please remember it's simply not possible to satisfy them all. =(

This story is set in an all-boys boarding school for Grade 8-12 students (13-17 years old). The main characters are students who live within the 5 different boarding houses, one house for each year of students. The school itself is in a big city on the edge of a river. Beyond the boarding houses, but still part of the school grounds, there is a peninsula of forest/scrub land known as the Hook.

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Sonder!!AwZTHlMTWv 14/03/22(Sat)21:28 No. 21402 ID: 8175a1

The two boys froze as they listened to the unknown person jump in the remaining shower and turn on the taps. Then they heard the familiar sound of Azza's voice echo through the room.
“You in here Bo?” he called. Bo looked up, his eyes wide, Ben's dick still staring him in the face.
“Uh - yeah, how did you know?” he called back.
“You weren't in your room,” said Azza. “Who else is in here?” Ben nervously looked down at Bo, who mouthed at him to say something.
“Errr it's Ben,” he said. Bo knew what would happen next and quickly fell to the floor, just before Azza's face appeared at the top of the wall.
“Ben, here again!? Are your showers broken or something?” Ben forced himself to smile casually, trying to ignore the naked boy at his feet.
“Nah just full, and I couldn't be bothered waiting for people to get out so I came here instead.” Azza just smiled.
“Fair enough I guess,” he said, dropping back behind the wall. Bo stared up at Ben from the floor, both boys sharing a relieved grin. Ben started gesturing with his hands at Bo to quickly get back in his own shower. Bo had clambered back to his knees, his face again level with Ben's groin when Azza spoke again.
“How was your weekend by the way?” With another frantic wave at Bo, Ben began telling Azza what he did during his time away. Bo knew he should quietly slip back to his own shower, but the sight of Ben's still-erect cock only inches from his mouth was making him incredibly horny. His own dick was already stiff, and he hadn't even touched it.
Fuck it.
As the two other boys continued talking, Bo leaned forward and wrapped his lips around Ben's cock, causing him to stop mid-sentence.
“Then we went to – ohhh...” he trailed off, gazing down at the cute boy sucking his dick. Bo was enjoying the sensation of the cock filling his mouth, and the hot salty taste of skin. He slid his mouth all the way down the shaft, the tip of Ben's dick pushing into his throat, before sliding it back out again. Ben softly moaned, closing his eyes as Bo started blowing him.
“You went where? I didn't hear you,” called Azza. Ben was struggling to even think straight, let alone form sentences. He tried to pull away, but Bo grabbed his butt with his hands and held him close, still sucking on his cock. He was loving the feel of Ben's dick in his mouth, so much that his own was still rock hard and oozing. Ben gave up trying to get away and surrendered to Bo's mouth, while still attempting to talk.
“We went to the – ohhh – the beach,” he stammered. “Eventually it was – ughh - was time to come – ahhh – back here.” Bo could taste pre-cum in his mouth as it leaked from Ben's cock. He started sucking faster and moved one hand off Ben's butt to start jerking off his own dick, feeling his balls beginning t Message too long. Click here to view the full text.

You go boys! Lickit 14/03/22(Sat)22:20 No. 21403 ID: 49e734

>>It's gonna be awesome.

LOL, it ALREADY is awesome.

Frumps 14/04/19(Sat)01:38 No. 21573 ID: ac051d

this is great, please continue

My First Attempt at story telling Lickit 13/10/16(Wed)21:17 No. 19930 ID: 49e734 [Reply]

Hi, I thought I would attempt a story. Here is
chapter one. Tell me what you think.

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Mike and Jimmy Chapter 24 Lickit 14/03/13(Thu)02:00 No. 21352 ID: 49e734

Chapter Twenty Four: Mikey's Bedroom

We went out into my bedroom, and got dressed. I was watching Jimmy pull his underwear on, and yes, thinking, DAMN what a hot ass, that I just fucked. But then, my
mind went to a more ... gentler thought of him. I walked over to him, and he turned around. I pulled him to me, and said, "Jimmy, I ..." I stopped, I almost said it, yes, I'm
feeling something for him, something I have never felt for anybody. Was it love? No. It couldn't be, I've only had a little over a week to get to know him. Well, I don't know,
maybe it was, maybe it wasn't. At any rate I wasn't going to say that to him, not until I'm sure about it myself. "I ... well, god Jimmy, you make me sooo happy!!" I hugged
him, VERY tightly, and kissed him, VERY gently. Jimmy's eyes glazed over a bit, and I could see what I thought were tears forming. "Oh god MIkey, I have never felt as
happy as I have since you and I got together. Especially after you asked me to be your boyfriend." He kissed me, only this time, the feeling was like none before, his lips
were sooo soft, yet pushed against mine with a passion he had yet to show me.

"Okay my sweet, SWEET boyfriend, let's go down, and eat." We made it outside, and found the others already around the fire. Todd and Jason had grabbed the hotdogs
and other stuff, had found a couple of TV trays, and had everything set up. "Wow!," I said, "thanks guys, I see you found everything alright?" "Oh yeah Mikey, we LOVE
your kitchen, it's so easy to find things." I laughed a little, "yeah, well, you can thank my mom for that. She's the one who designed it." That's when Jimmy looked at me
and asked, "yeah Mike, you talk about your dad, but what about your mom." "Well, my mom died about four years ago." I started to tear up a bit, I miss her. "Oh Mikey,
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Mike and Jimmy Chapter 25 Lickit 14/04/01(Tue)00:56 No. 21465 ID: 49e734

Chapter Twenty Five: The Best

Billy and Josh both laughed and it was Billy who said, "oh you guys! " I looked at them, and us, all four of us standing naked in the hallway. "Okay you guys," I started, "do
me a favor. Go back into your room, and grab all the stuff off your bed, sheets, blankets, pillow cases, EVERYTHING. Bring them out here, and do you see that little door
on the wall down there? That's a clothes chute, just open it up and put everything in there. It'll drop to the laundry room, and I'll go down there and put everything into the
wash. This way, we can have clean sheets again for tonight." "Okay Mikey" "Jimmy? Will you please do the same for OUR bed?" Jimmy looked at me, and his eyes
grinned, "but, it's YOUR bed Mikey." I smiled, kissed him, and said, "not anymore cutie, not after last night. It's OURS now." "Oooooooohhhhh!" came the noise from
both Billy and Josh. I laughed, "okay, and will someone knock on Todd and Jason's door, and ask them to do the same thing? I'll go downstairs and get breakfast star- ...."
I didn't finish, at that moment I could smell the aroma of bacon cooking. I looked at the boys and asked, "you guys smell that?" "Oh YEAH I smell BACON!! God I'm STARVED"
We all went downstairs to the kitchen where we found Todd and Jason, both still naked, except for the aprons they were wearing. Todd was cooking bacon, and Jason was
busy scrambling eggs, and preparing toast. "Whoa!!!!", I exclaimed, "holy shit you guys!! You know you didn't have to do this." "Aww Mikey," Jason said, "after last night,
Todd and I decided that we should make the breakfast for you guys! But you RUINED the surprise." I asked, "surprise?" "Yeah Mikey," Todd said, "we were going to bring
all you guys breakfast in bed." "Oh Todd, I'm sorry, but this is SWEET! Thank you. We can eat down here, no big deal. Josh, Billy, Jimmy? Will you guys go upstairs and
strip the beds, including Todd and Jason's?" "Yeah Mikey, no problem." "Great, I'll go down to the laundry room and get things started."
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Gribsley Grumbits 14/04/19(Sat)01:37 No. 21572 ID: ac051d

Please continue! This is amazing.

The Creeper (Loli) Anonymous 13/12/27(Fri)00:33 No. 20531 ID: a2f9ff [Reply] [Last 50 posts]

So, where to start?

Name’s Ed. Edward to my parents. Ed to everyone who doesn’t treat me like a four-year-old piece of shit. My story isn’t particularly a normal one, although I guess if it was, it wouldn’t be much of a story. But I guess you’re wondering what the super, awesomely amazing thing that I have taken the time out of my day to tell is. Well, it kind of is amazing, but all good things come to an end. But, I’ll get to that later. Don’t want to ruin the story before it’s even started, do I?

The Creeper. Quite an apt name to describe myself, to be perfectly honest, even if it does contain a bold resemblance to the giant green penises within that god-awful game called Minecraft. Ahem, anyway, the name is kind of related to my story. Or completely related, I guess. You see, throughout my life, I’ve been a bit of a creep. Not in a complete beta-fag, following girls around with pit stains and braces, trailing them until they recognise my existence kind of way. In fact, to be completely honest with you, I’ve never been bad with girls. I mean, I lost my virginity at 13, so I guess that’s not too bad of an achievement, eh? Anyway, enough bragging. The reason for the name is sort of derived from my ahh… hobbies. Ever since I got my first phone (or at least, phone with the nifty little camera on it), I’ve been a fan of taking creep shots. Y’know, sneaking dirty pics of people in public without their knowledge or consent, to then take back to my home and have a glorious fap to. Weird, but nothing too abnormal to create a story about, right? Wrong.

Taking creep shots is generally looked down upon, but to some people it’s a good thing. It helps other people to get their dick hard, so it’s really a good thing. Although, the sort of creep shots I take probably shouldn’t be shared with anyone. Ever. But I’m fine with that. I’m generally quite a selfish person anyway. But I can hear your voices screaming at me to tell you the mystery shots that I could possibly take. I assume a lot of you have guessed this already anyway, but I’ll comply nonetheless. They are girls. Little girls. Lolis. Whatever you want to calm them. I would hover around parks and wait for these girls in short skirts to reveal their cute little butts after swinging around on the monkey bars. Oh the panties. They were perhaps the biggest turn on for me. Pink was best. The girlier the better. And there I’d be, with my phone out, sneaking every shot possible. Then I would travel home just awaiting that amazing fap.

Anyway, you know the name, but not the game. So, I’ll tell you my story. I guess the best place to start would be when I was 13. At this point, I wasn’t even remotely close to being interested in little girls. I was simply interested in any girl my own age, much like any other guy. Ironically, it was the involvement with a girl my own age that actually got me into girls much younger Message too long. Click here to view the full text.

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Anonymous 14/04/04(Fri)18:52 No. 21486 ID: 2fae06

Bumpity bumb, hoping for a new release this weekend!

stereotyper 14/04/07(Mon)04:57 No. 21500 ID: be2af6

>>(and who the fuck needed dental hygiene?)
British... *sigh*

Anonymous 14/04/18(Fri)21:36 No. 21571 ID: 647f79


Mg Uncle Rick 13/12/26(Thu)20:42 No. 20527 ID: a77b98 [Reply] [Last 50 posts]

My name's Rick, and this is my story.

Growing up in a big, religious family can make it difficult to find a place to whack it. My deeply religious family wasn't Catholic or Mormon, but they had similar views on contraception. I was the seventh of nine children, and yes, my brothers gave me hell about that when Star Trek Voyager came around. My parents also had a habit of picking up strays. Visiting missionaries, battered women, church members who'd fallen on hard times, we took in all sorts. One girl stayed with us all through her high school and college years, and we pretty much adopted her in all but name. My siblings and I all refer to her as our sister. It was only later that I was told she'd come to us to escape an abusive situation at home. I never questioned it growing up. It was simply the kind of thing my parents would do. They're amazing people, better than I'll ever be.

However, my parents fertility combined with their hospitality meant that privacy was an almost unheard of commodity in my home. I shared a room with up to five brothers when we were at our busiest, all of them older than me. My oldest brother discovered girls about the time I was discovering words, and everything he learned, or though he'd learned, was quickly passed down the line. That kind of early knowledge, combined with the inevitable onset of hormones, our conservative Christian upbringing, and of course the tight, crowded quarters, well... It's enough to give any guy a complex. My brothers all seem like pretty normal guys these days, but I sometimes wonder if any of them are as fucked up as me. I mean, hell, I'm pretty sure I seem normal most of the time.

Unsurprisingly, my moral upbringing ended up clashing with my pubescent lusts. My memories of my teenage years were filled with alternating stints of holy dread which inevitably gave way to primal indulgence, and back and forth and back again ad nauseum. I know now just how truly pointless all that angst and self loathing was. I probably would have come to terms with my atheism much sooner if it hadn't felt so much like giving up, or copping out. I sometimes think back on all the missed opportunities I had in high-school, the girls I broke up with because I 'couldn't control my lusts,' the time I walked away from a threesome with two of the hottest girls in my school because I wanted to be a good Christian. Even now, it makes me want to reach back through time and slap my teenage self.

Even so, I don't blame my parents. They're good people, who truly believe in their faith and their God, and they did the absolute best job they could raising me. I wouldn't even be here except for their belief that prophylactics are morally wrong, and that big families are a blessing from God. I've had a better life than most. I became an atheist after my freshman year Message too long. Click here to view the full text.

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Anonymous 14/04/15(Tue)23:39 No. 21551 ID: d8c23c

This is my first post on 7chan and after reading a number of lolis. Your story is an absolute masterpiece. I cried for over an hour after finishing it. It is an incredible sin in this puritanical country that you can not publish and reap the financial reward for your masterful writing. Do please continue with other stories. I can only guess that this is the work of the story master, OP.

Anonymous 14/04/15(Tue)23:40 No. 21552 ID: d8c23c

This is my first post after reading a number of lolis. Your story is an absolute masterpiece. I cried for over an hour after finishing it. It is an incredible sin in this puritanical country that you can not publish and reap the financial reward for your masterful writing. Do please continue with other stories. I can only guess that this is the work of the story master, OP.

Anonymous 14/04/18(Fri)12:54 No. 21570 ID: ae370d

From one writer with "actual stories" to another, let me stop to admire you for one second. You're more than aware I'm sure of the pacing problems and muddied themes throughout, but you somehow managed to bring everything full circle.

While I don't necessarily enjoy the direction you took with the story, I can't deny the emotional payoff and bewilderment of seeing Tabitha walk through that door. You've done something worthwhile here I think, even for a fantasy. Thanks for bringing some actual ability to this place, its not exactly common.

Guardian FlatulentSpliff 14/02/19(Wed)10:00 No. 21171 ID: d5b724 [Reply]

Hi everyone, this is the first time I'm uploading an elit I've written, and also the first time I'm publicly posting an english-written story. Please understand english is my second language, and although I try to be thorough when it comes to grammar and punctuation. I am also writting all of this on a phone (thankfully one with a physical keyboard), which doesn't really help, but I hope it's readable quality.

This story will eventually contain: M/g, M/f, M/F, F/g, f/g, (possibly F/b) mast, oral, anal, and maybe some more extreme tags, though probably not with the girl.

It is a slow, romantic story, definetely not for a quick fap (if you want one of those, may I recommend Phil Phantom or one of AnonyMPC's or Nicholas Fellheimer's tributes?), and won't have much sex for the first few chapters. Personally I like the tension and buildup of slower stories, and will try to accomplish that.

I ask for your imput and constructive criticism. If you have any suggestions, I'll also be happy to read those. Also any corrections to my grammar, punctuation, or false facts I've mentioned would be welcome.

Guardian, by FlatulentSpliff
Hope you enjoy.

(I realize I probably don't have to say this on this board, but hopefully it will keep some of the flaming idiots away.)
This is a work of fiction. All characters, events and story plots are product of my imagination. I do NOT endorse the sexual acts here described, it is a fantasy. I don't want to know anything about any experiences you might've had that resemble this story. This story is not real, if it were, it would be considered child abuse in most countries, consenting or not.
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Anonymous 14/03/29(Sat)00:42 No. 21449 ID: 332cd9

Any update to this?

Bump Anonymous 14/04/02(Wed)15:31 No. 21471 ID: 8bd047

More please

Too many Infected Mushrooms FlatulentSpliff 14/04/18(Fri)10:35 No. 21569 ID: 763fd6

<Okay, apparently I don't know how to be brief, so before you get your hopes up with this long post, this is not a story update, it's a long, drug-induced ramble>

Hey guys, just a small update on WTF have I been doing, apologies, excuses and explanation. So, having a loli-centered story is apparently not the same thing I have in common with other writers on this board, since apparently I also disappear without an explanation for months, something I had hoped I'd never do.

First of all, thanks for the encouragement, this story is special and sentimental for me. It's my first venture into erotica, and I am still frightened I'll screw it at some point, but I'll finish this, that I swear, since, as I said, it's a very important story for me, personally. Of course, other writers have said so before, so there's no reason for you to beleive me.

Second: Why the fuck haven't I updated the story? I can give you a bunch of excuses and they'd all be true, my phone broke, I still don't have a computer, my health has been shit, I just started school, blah blah blah. The two real reasons are these, and the first one is actually good news for me. There's a chance I'll have a some short stories I wrote published, so the last couple of weeks I've been focusing all my writing time (when I can borrow a PC for a few hours) on polishing said stories, and hopefully get paid something for them and buy myself a computer.

The second reason, and this one is the real one (that before was just boasting haha), I broke up with my gf (OK, technically she dumped me), and (until recently) been in a fucking weird spiral of getting drunk, fucked up, or just not even getting out of bed. I believe this is a mini-depression, and if I wrote anything in this story it would've been Fran raping Lucy or some shit like that, and that's definitely not where I want to take this story, so I thought it best to leave the story on standby until my romantic side came back. I fall in love easily, so hopefully I'll continue this soon. I do have some of the next chapter that I wrote until the break-up, but it's still not in a readable state.

So, in summing up or TL;DR, been depressed, story not abandoned, just on personal hiatus.

Also, even though I appreciate the sentiment, please don't bump this post until I start adding more to the story. There are great writers around here, and I'm sure their stories deserve to be seen more than mine while it's not updated.

PS: After re-reading this, it sounds like I'm a creep and this story is special to me because it happened or something, I think this doesn't need to be said, and it's probably my pot-induced paranoia, but I've never, and would never do anything sexual with a kid, my personal rule is my age divided by two, plus 6, right no Message too long. Click here to view the full text.

Two Become One grotto 14/03/03(Mon)10:20 No. 21280 ID: 28d1dc [Reply]

Hey, I'm grotto and here's the current version of Two Become One. I originally wrote this story to be posted on 4chan's /d/. The version posted on Oblimo's site here ( http://oblimo.pbworks.com/w/page/5537707/Two-Become-One ) is from summer 2008, and what appears here has been edited significantly since then. Please enjoy... As always, I have many ideas for the story that I've been nursing for years, but I can't promise new chapters within any reasonable timeframe. I will post them when I write them.



Sara sat on her bed, still not quite able to believe what she was hearing. The person beside her seemed to be a ten-year-old girl, wearing a loose gray t-shirt, short brown hair and a baseball cap. "See, feel me, I'm just like normal, right?" Sara hesitantly reached out her hand and grabbed the girl's wrist. She could feel the bones in her arm, the pulse in her veins.

"Ok, now watch." The girl leaned forward and closed her eyes. In less than a second, gigantic breasts swelled into being on her boyish frame, stretching the fabric of the t-shirt. They were ludicrously large, puffing out into mounds around her areolae - C-cups in their own right - and the nipples were clearly visible, erect, three-quarters of an inch wide. The new breasts jiggled with their own momentum as the girl gently shook them back and forth. "Feel them if you want," she said. Sara reached out a hand and patted the monster on the left. It yielded and swayed around a bit. She began to knead, feeling the soft, warm boob tissue, not any different from her own except for the size. Still disbelieving, Sara reached down and tweaked the prominent, hard nipple. It was a firm nub, yielding a bit to her when squeezed, different from the soft breast tissue. The girl let out a squeak of laughter.

"That's too odd," said Sara. "It's not just boobs," said the girl. For a split second, her body lost all its detail, decohering in a blobby mass. She reformed a second later. Now the girl had deep red hair, tied back in a ponytail, wisps escaping to float in the afternoon sun that came down through the window. Gone were the ludicrous breasts. Her face was vaguely similar to before, but now she seemed to be six or seven years older. The T-shirt and jeans had become a beautiful dark green velvet dress, matching her eyes, cut to expose a hint of pearly cleavage. Although she was hardly recognizable, she had the same playful glint in her eyes.

"I can control pretty much everything about myself." the girl said. "Feel the dress." Sara reached out and took some fabric, rubbed it in between her fingers. It felt like fine fuzzy velvet. The girl smiled. "That's as much a part of me as my body or my Message too long. Click here to view the full text.

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grotto 14/03/27(Thu)15:33 No. 21442 ID: e66fa8

I will post in this thread when I have more chapters.

Anonymous 14/04/13(Sun)06:07 No. 21540 ID: c714b9

Ive gotta say, this story is one of the best things ive read on this board in a while. I am extremely eager to read more, and so have a question.

Do you know roughly when you will have an update? I check here every few days in hope, but a specific day would be fantastic. I understand if you are unsure, life gets in the way of plans, especially internet ones.

tSade!O9S.2cqv5k 14/04/18(Fri)08:58 No. 21568 ID: e1353d

If you have a RSS reder (NewsBlur, Feedly, etc), you can use my RSS feed for this thread to see when new changes show up.


Summer Camp FapArtist 13/10/12(Sat)23:56 No. 19908 ID: 2c8403 [Reply] [Last 50 posts]

Alright guys, I'm gonna try to finish this one. Its picked up better than the other two I tried to start writing, but its still going to take me a while to really get it moving. As always, I greatly appreciate feedback. Also, this is just an intro chapter, so there's only some light nudity and brief description, if you want more, let me know what you wanna see and I'll see if it fits.

(Loli, solo, group, mild exhib, etc.)


The bus slowly rolled to a stop as children shuffled and I rushed to the door of the bus. The driver half-heartedly said to wait until the bus came to a complete halt, but the door was open before her sentence was finished. Within seconds, I bolted from the bus to my house, slamming the door shut and dropping my backpack as I ran to my room. Without missing a beat, I began to change into a swimsuit. My blue jeans and bright orange shirt from the day at school were carelessly thrown to the floor, followed by my panties. I threw the closet door open and began digging through my clothes for the right match of top and bottom. After a couple of frantic minutes digging naked through the closet, I matched a white bikini top with red strings to its bottom counterpart (featuring a strawberry on the back.) As soon as I had the bottom on and the top tied, I rushed outside to the swimming pool, diving straight into the deep end and lazily floating to the surface. There's no better way to start my summer vacation.

I had been floating around for nearly half an hour as I enjoyed the cool water on my skin. It had been so hot lately and school only made it worse. For the past nine months, I'd been getting home and going straight to my room for homework and studying. My parents would probably have me doing something boring all summer, but I was going to do my best to enjoy the three months before I had to go back. Last summer I had to take piano lessons and dance classes, which took four days of each week. I couldn't make plans to go anywhere, either, because I couldn't miss any practices or recitals. Luckily, they missed the sign-up dates for piano lessons this year and dance classes would be full soon, too. Of course, that just meant that they had other plans for me; They never missed anything by accident. I grabbed a purple chair float and climbed into it, deciding to soak up some sun and rest. Swimming wore me out so fast, I was almost asleep as soon as I managed to get into the chair without it flipping over.

A while after I fell asleep in the pool, my parents got home. I didn't hear them until they came outside to check on me. They talked to me for a little bit before telling me to get out of the pool and into the shower while they prepared dinner. I managed to float to the steps in the shallow end and, thanks to the warmth of the sun, only have to Message too long. Click here to view the full text.

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Anonymous 14/04/03(Thu)23:59 No. 21478 ID: b5c422

Get back up there.

FapArtist 14/04/17(Thu)03:23 No. 21559 ID: 790c56

Alright, I'm gonna have to split chapter ten into two parts. It's already longer than any of the other chapters and it makes it harder for me to write when I'm scrolling so far every time I open this. Hopefully you guys will enjoy. Also,

*MILD SPOILER* In the truth or dare game, the seating order, clockwise from left to right, is Nadia, Sam, Heather, Lilly, Mark, Luke and Phillip *END SPOILERS*


I looked down at my outfit, admiring Nadia's work. I had a layered, ruffled white skirt that stopped several inches above my knees, higher than any skirt I'd ever worn before. My shirt was pink with a solid tank-top shape and loose, see-through sleeves that stopped just around my shoulders. Beneath my shirt was the pink push-up bra, which swelled my chest considerably on either side, matched by the pair of panties under the skirt. I had to admit that my outfit was really nice.

As I slipped my shoes on, we all got ready to head out. I was getting pretty excited as we walked out the door and started our march down to the lake. We got there almost as soon as the boys, the fire still a little small to be considered a bonfire. We all got comfortable on some logs that the coaches had rolled to the sides of the fire for seating. To start off, they went over the obvious, telling us not to play in the fire or go in the water.

After their speech, they called Jenny, Little Sam and I to stand in front of the others. I nervously stood as they continued talking for a minute.

"These three are new here at the camp, as I'm sure you're all aware. I've seen them making friends and having fun all week with the rest of you and I've been really happy to see it. If they're up for it, as is tradition at our first-week bonfire, I'd like them to tell us about their experience so far. Now, I know the two little ones here tend to be a bit shy so, Lilly, would you mind going first?" Mr. Hardy looked at me, awaiting my response.

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Anonymous 14/04/18(Fri)00:52 No. 21567 ID: 140cc0


Argh, why is everybody splitting chapters. My dick demands more!

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