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Some Futa on Male Stories Anonymous 14/04/08(Tue)21:26 No. 21510 ID: 423987 [Reply]

Boy-toy

Chapter 1

As soon as I open the door I know what’s going to happen. “Hi.” I feel a lump in my throat, “Hi Beth.” She smiles, she’s beautiful, and her slender legs, pert breasts, deep green eyes, auburn hair and angelic face all made her seem like a goddess. She’s the same age as me, 16, and we’ve been friends almost since we were born. But over the last few months, something has changed. Recently she’s been coming over more and more often, always when my parents are out. They don’t think it’s unusual, we’re friends, and she does live just across the road, but there’s something about her that’s very unusual. She was born with it, apparently. I don’t think about it, it’s more than a little strange, but no matter what happens when she comes round, I can’t quite bring myself to stop her.
“Can I come in?” she asks, sweet and polite, as she always is before she’s certain both my parents are out. “Course,” I respond, “they both left half an hour ago.” Every Sunday my parents go to the big supermarket in the next town, it takes them twenty minutes to get there and they spend a good two hours inside.
“Great, can we go up to your room?” I sigh, “Sure, I suppose.” We walk up the stairs to my room, and with every step, I begin to grow more and more apprehensive. When we reach my room, I open the door for her, “Such a gentleman,” she says with a giggle.
As soon as I close the door and turn around she presses me up against it, kissing passionately, almost urgently, rubbing up against me. Despite my best intentions, I feel myself starting to get hard. Although I know no good will come of it, she always leaves me hanging. It isn’t long before I begin to feel something much bigger and harder press up against my erection, practically squashing it. And let me make something perfectly clear, I am not particularly small, about 7 inches rock hard, but she was more like 11, and still growing. “Eager are we?” she says with a smile. Her face is innocent. Her intentions are not, not even close.
She starts sucking on my earlobe, taking off her skirt at the same time, and gently squeezing my package. The whimper that I let out is unexpected, and as such I don’t manage to contain it. The only reaction she shows is when her cock pulses slightly, begging for release. She likes this, turning the tables; she’s always the one on top. I’m always the one who has to get down on my knees, and finish myself off after she’s gone. The first few times, I managed to convince myself that I didn’t like it. That I liked girls. I liked their soft skin, round breasts, thin waists and feminine faces. But when I did fuck a girl, and I was the one on top, I struggled to get it up. And it took almost twenty minutes for me to come. Even when Beth doesn’t touch me, I feel closer than after the five-minutes blowjob that girl had given me before she pulled off h Message too long. Click here to view the full text.


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Anonymous 14/04/09(Wed)06:14 No. 21511 ID: f5b1c2

Please look up how to use linebreaks.


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Anonymous 14/04/09(Wed)11:03 No. 21517 ID: 423987

Oh faen, sorry. Did have them but the formatting got messed up, will sort that out in future.


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Anonymous 14/05/17(Sat)11:33 No. 21785 ID: ad4858

Ignore the critics




Tags: nymph, lolita, ephebophile Anonymous 14/05/15(Thu)14:32 No. 21771 ID: 881f1f [Reply]

I'm not really into loli so I wanted to write something that I don't find on here much. This is my first story, criticism very much appreciated.




He bumped into her as he rounded the corner. She mumbled "Sorry" as her face displayed an expression of mild shock. Their eyes met and he smiled at her.

She had an oval face with eyes that he couldn't quite tell if they were blue. Red hair fell in long waves below her shoulders. Cute.

He took all of this in in a fraction of a second. He was already walking before he realized that she was attractive. He took ten more steps and turned around to follow her.

She must have been about 14. Her ass waved as she took steps, making her butt jiggle ever so slightly. She was wearing yoga pants. It was not a small ass, but it wasn't as fat as he had seen in some girls. It was still generous, though, fully round and already fully formed, not like her breasts, which had only recently begun its transformation from a girl's to a woman's.

He wished there weren't so many other people around. He briefly pondered the idea of taking out his phone and snapping a few pictures of her butt in high resolution, or maybe a video so that he can watch the outlines of her panties as the flesh jiggled in the privacy of his room later.

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Anonymous 14/05/15(Thu)14:45 No. 21774 ID: 881f1f

Fuck, can someone delete the other copies of my post?


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Anonymous 14/05/15(Thu)15:38 No. 21775 ID: 881f1f

He thought about the things he could do to her. He wanted to smell her. He wanted to touch her. He wanted to touch her gently and to touch her violently. He wanted to grab her tits. He wanted to push his fingers inside her. He wanted to caress her. He wanted to lick her pussy. He wanted to hear her moan and hear her scream.

Almost as if by some deus ex machina the fire alarm went off and within seconds people started to file away to the exits.




nymph, lolita, ephebophile Anonymous 14/05/15(Thu)14:40 No. 21773 ID: 881f1f [Reply]

I'm not really into loli so I wanted to write something that I don't find on here much. This is my first story, criticism very much appreciated.


He bumped into her as he rounded the corner. She mumbled "Sorry" as her face displayed an expression of mild shock. Their eyes met, and he smiled at her. She had an oval face with eyes that he couldn't quite tell if they were blue. Red hair fell in long waves below her shoulders. Cute.
He took all of this in in a fraction of a second. He was already walking before he realized that she was attractive. He took ten more steps and turned around to follow her.
She must have been about 14. Her ass waved as she took steps, making her butt jiggle ever so slightly. She was wearing yoga pants. It was not a small ass, but it wasn't as fat as he had seen in some girls. It was still generous, though, fully round and already fully formed, not like her breasts, which had only recently begun its transformation from a girl's to a woman's.
He wished there weren't so many other people around. He briefly pondered the idea of taking out his phone and snapping a few pictures of her butt in high resolution, or maybe a video so that he can watch the outlines of her panties as the flesh jiggled in the privacy of his room later.
He decided against it. Thinking about this was already starting to give him a boner. He walked faster and tried to navigate a path so that he could bump into her again.
She had stopped walking. She was standing in a line to pay for something she had brought. She must have noticed him staring, and looked in his direction. He looked away. He looked at her again. She glanced at him and brushed her fingers through her hair. He eye fucked her for a few more minutes and when she glanced back and kept playing with her hair he figured she was as interested in him as he was with her. Or the attention flattered her ego, at least. Girls are very prurient and curious about the opposite sex at this age.




Anonymous 14/05/15(Thu)14:35 No. 21772 ID: 881f1f [Reply]

I'm not really into loli so I wanted to write something that I don't find on here much. This is my first story, criticism very much appreciated.


He bumped into her as he rounded the corner. She mumbled "Sorry" as her face displayed an expression of mild shock. Their eyes met and he smiled at her. She had an oval face with eyes that he couldn't quite tell if they were blue. Red hair fell in long waves below her shoulders. Cute. He took all of this in in a fraction of a second. He was already walking before he realized that she was attractive. He took ten more steps and turned around to follow her.

She must have been about 14. Her ass waved as she took steps, making her butt jiggle ever so slightly. She was wearing yoga pants. It was not a small ass, but it wasn't as fat as he had seen in some girls. It was still generous, though, fully round and already fully formed, not like her breasts, which had only recently begun its transformation from a girl's to a woman's. He wished there weren't so many other people around. He briefly pondered the idea of taking out his phone and snapping a few pictures of her butt in high resolution, or maybe a video so that he can watch the outlines of her panties as the flesh jiggled in the privacy of his room later.

He decided against it. Thinking about this was already starting to give him a boner. He walked faster and tried to navigate a path so that he could bump into her again. She had stopped walking. She was standing in a line to pay for something she had brought. She must have noticed him staring, and looked in his direction. He looked away. He looked at her again. She glanced at him and brushed her fingers through her hair.

He eye fucked her for a few more minutes and when she glanced back and kept playing with her hair he figured she was as interested in him as he was with her. Or the attention flattered her ego, at least. Girls are very prurient and curious about the opposite sex at this age.




Diamond Princess Go! sorcerer 14/02/16(Sun)05:42 No. 21150 ID: c91775 [Reply]

This is an erotic spoof of magical girl anime and hentai. This episode contains some m2f tg and some female masturbation. Hope you like. Let me know what you think.

Episode 1
So it all started on a hike. I was hiking in Stokes State forest with a small group from Net-soft. It was supposed to be some sort of friggin’ team building exercise. It actually was nice to get out of the office for a day. I stopped to re-tie my shoes when I saw it. I saw something reflecting down there in a ravine. I told the group I would catch up, and scrambled down about 50 feet down a steep slope to a pile of leaves and branches at the bottom. I started digging through the pile looking for the shiny object that caught my eye.

I pulled out an ornate metal rod about a foot long. It looked like it was made out of silver. It was engraved with some sort of language. It looked like Japanese or Chinese or something. At the end of the rod there was what appeared to be a large diamond. I couldn’t be real though, because it was far too big. It must be worth some money. I picked it up. It wasn’t as heavy as I thought it would be. The weird thing was, it started to hum.

A large cheerful voice boomed out of everywhere and nowhere at the same time. “CONGRATULATIONS, YOU WILL BE THE NEXT DIAMOND PRINCESS. ENGAGING TELEPORT SYSTEM.”

I felt like I was falling down a hole. Next thing I knew I was standing on a raised platform in a white room. I was rather dizzy. I almost fell down, but I heard a whir of servo motors and two plastic things caught me. They looked like hands. “Whoa there Diamond Princess, teleporting can be rather disorienting when you aren’t used to it.” The voice sounded synthetic and was far too cheerful. I turned around, and found myself face to face with a robot. An actual fucking robot—or was it an android? I’m not sure what the distinction is. Anyway, it had two arms, two legs, a torso and a head. Most of its body was covered in white plastic, but there were some parts that were exposed. I could see electronics, hydrolic lines and other stuff I couldn’t identify. Weird thing was, the robot had two hard plastic mounds on its chest plate. I think they were supposed to be … breasts? “How do you do Diamond Princess, you can call me Mother.”

“Who … What are … the hell’s going on?” Mother put its—her arm around my shoulders and showed me the small room I was teleported into. There was an ominous looking high tech medical bed in the center of the room. There were a collection of robotic arms attached to the ceiling. All around the room there were computers and lab equipment, vials filled with colored liquids, flasks with bubbling liquids inside. The room smelled antiseptic.

“This is our medical suite, where we make the magic happen.” Mother is just waaaaaay to cheerful.

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Anonymous 14/05/01(Thu)06:03 No. 21667 ID: cecf6f

If you abandon this story, I will cry.


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story moving sorcerer 14/05/13(Tue)06:08 No. 21740 ID: c91775

I haven't abandoned this story. I'm going to move it to gurochan's elit board. there is too much shotta and lolicon on this board for my taste. I am posting this on gurochan, and I will continue the story. thanks for your support. Please let this story auto delete.


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move complete sorcerer 14/05/15(Thu)01:15 No. 21770 ID: c91775

It took a while, but the story has been reposted over at guroch.org New chapter coming soon




1st, 2nd person, ped, MFg, reluc, voyeur -- untitled by Anonymous Anonymous 14/05/12(Mon)05:44 No. 21728 ID: 0f5c87 [Reply]

I'm many things. One of them is a pedophile. I love little girls. I always have. Just before puberty as a girl's breasts are just beginning to swell, as she is just beginning to feel differently about boys. When her hips aren't straight anymore but not yet rounded. It's a special age and very few men are allowed to experiment with such girls.

My family crest is red as blood and black as oil. Its white ordinary runs left to right and down separating a weeping rabbit from a leopard. The strong and the week unite, and the whole is protected. My father improved it, my great grandfather built it, and I keep it on the broad marble wall of my living room. Its dignity defines the estate.

Absolute power is in the hands of one person in my family. One person makes the decisions that build or tear down cities. Support that senator. Build that factory. Buy this land. Kill that journalist. Blackmail this judge. It has been this way since my Great Grandfather built a fabric shop and my grandfather grew it into a globe spanning empire of trade. I have the power now, and I will until I'm old and my son is ready.

Today was my birthday. I'm twenty-five years old. I don't know how much money I have, and I've never touched a dollar. That's all taken care of by my staff. James is my butler and he is my closest friend. He never asks what needs to be done, he just knows and takes care of things for me. James has earned my deepest trust. Today was a wonderful day.

My dad screwed one of the office girls decades ago and she had a son. It wasn't a case of gold digging, the condom broke. He must have had feelings for her: He let her keep the boy. My half-brother Timothy was given enough money to get by but he was never really one of the Family. Never one of us. Timothy would do anything to change that. He wants a better life for his children.

Tim's wife is named Sarah. She's from Brazil and has a fiery passion. A beautiful girl with perfect breasts. It's impossible to tell that she has given birth twice. Sarah once tried to have sex with me. After a family dinner she snuck into my study and told me her husband wanted her to fuck me. She unzipped her formal blue gown exposing her little brown nipples. It was more than temptation. I believed it a trap and politely turned her down. To attract such a loyal girl Tim must have all of the genetic heritage of the Family.

Their daughter is named Anna. Anna has long, straight black hair that flows down her back. She has shining brown eyes and is bright and curious about the world around her. At twelve years old Anna is just the age that makes me want a girl. I've never seen her naked but she has been over swimming sometimes. Two years ago she wore a bikini when she came over. I guess I was a little too obvious. Okay frankly I couldn't keep my mouth shut as she innocently ran arou Message too long. Click here to view the full text.


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Anonymous 14/05/14(Wed)00:23 No. 21758 ID: ffe938

>>21728
awesome, will there be more parts?


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Anonymous 14/05/14(Wed)07:21 No. 21762 ID: 0f5c87

>>21758
If I get enough feedback I'll continue posting. If enough people like this particular universe I'll continue posting about it.


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Anonymous 14/05/14(Wed)08:46 No. 21766 ID: 0f5c87

ped nosex voyeur Mg --Untitled

"Not in that dress you won't!"

It was Anna's first day for the sixth grade. Her father sat at the kitchen table coffee and a newspaper in his hand. Money had been tight -- all of her clothes came from a thrift store but her parents tried hard to choose colors and styles that she would like.

Last year those styles had changed a little. Daddy sat down with her (she was ten years old at the time) and explained that her life would be changing in a few years. That she would start to grow and become a woman. Her clothes would change too. A woman's clothes were chosen to look pretty but she would soon want the interest of boys and style. She should get used to clothes just a little tighter, a little shorter. Soon she would enjoy them.

The clothing had, as promised, changed just a little. Now they gave her fewer clothes, so she was a year too big for the old ones. Jeans that fit last year now defined her butt. Shirts that were loose were now tight, especially over her just-starting tits. They promised to buy bigger clothes next year. They did buy a few garments. Mommy and Daddy gave her pajamas that were prettier. They were made of thin fabric and red and frilly. She loved them. They gave her one dress her size. It was a summer dress with flowers and buttons in front. Mommy tailored it, giving it a lower, narrower neckline. And they bought her a white dress for formal occasions.

Now she wore the white dress. She had been hoping he wouldn't notice. She knew they wanted to keep it nice. "but Daddy!" Anna whined. "We talked about this. You need to wear your other clothes." Anna stomped up to her room. Reluctantly she donned the jean skirt and button-down blouse her mother had laid out. As she walked it flipped out with each step. It was above her knees now and her toned, smooth legs were shown off well.

When she came downstairs her mother was there too, smiling. "now eat your breakfast honey and I'll drop you off at school" As she ate her cereal Anna was uncomfortable about how Daddy looked at her legs. She crossed them. "Anna", Daddy spoke. "Last year we taught you to cross your legs to be more grownup, and I'm proud that you remembered. But something has changed. I'll tell you more about it later but it means you have to be grownup in a different way from now on. You can't cross your legs anymore." Anna looked at Daddy with confused brown eyes and uncrossed her legs. Daddy was sitting to her left and couldn't see her panties. He could see between the buttons of her shirt, but only a little bit.

Mommy knelt by the door. "Anna there's one more thing we have to do before we go." And she hiked up Anna's skirt and removed the white cotton panties! Anna's mouth formed an "O". "huh??" Mommy s Message too long. Click here to view the full text.




The Escapist dede 14/05/10(Sat)20:16 No. 21713 ID: 620eb5 [Reply]

The morning was cool and damp and Randal woke with a fever and no appetite. His mother tried to get him to eat some of the breakfast she had made for him, but it was no use she knew. On days like this, feeding him proved impossible. So he did what he usually did on a Wednesday and watched the outside world from his second story window.

There was more than just morning mist and pollen hanging in the air out there. More than father and his stableboy working with the horses and putting them through their paces. There was Claire, and today she was bringing more books for him.

Claire was blonde and older than Randal by several years. She was a lovely young blonde girl with a splash of pink on each cheek and bright green eyes. When Randal was having one of his healthier, more vigorous days he'd lay awake at night thinking about her. Recently he had noticed himself changing and twice he had found pleasure in it.

This only drew him to her more intensely. Besides, she was bringing him more books and he was a fiend for books.

He had tried to teach her to read, but found her sluggish to learn and she quickly became disinterested. She kept bringing him more books, though, as long as he promised to read her any letters she received in the mail.

He spent the early morning fighting nausea and reading stories of great adventurers and privateers. He had read it several times before, but when you read as much as he did, you read them all and the best parts several times.

Before long, there she was: Coming up the path in a blue dress and bonnet with green grass stains on her long white socks from walking through the tall wet grass instead of just using the road. She was nearly halfway up the path when she stopped to watch something that he couldn't quite see. Judging from the clopping hooves, he knew it would be Kendrick coming to show off some more.

Kendrick was on the Andalusian stallion his father called Figaro. He was a young show horse and they had been teaching him all of the gaits and tricks for months now in preparation for a big show coming up. Claire turned to watch as Ken drove Figaro into a strafe and circled her at what was probably an unsafe distance.
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Anonymous 14/05/11(Sun)10:04 No. 21720 ID: 620eb5

As encouraging as that is, I don't know what I'm writing until I write it, so I guess I'll just have to live with mediocrity. As long as that's okay with you, that is :)


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Anonymous 14/05/12(Mon)19:53 No. 21737 ID: 064e95

>>21721
How about calming down?

I enjoyed the opening, and am looking forward to the next installment.

Tags or no tags, I don't mind giving stories chances.


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Anonymous 14/05/13(Tue)15:53 No. 21753 ID: 620eb5

Manners, he says. I think my time might be better spent finding a new community to post shit in than writing more for this one. We had a good run, 7chan.




Gingers by Only Some of the Time [Repost] Anonymous 10/12/30(Thu)08:02 No. 10671 ID: 095fac [Reply]

Some people asked for this in the request thread. I don't have all that was written, but I'll post what I have. Hopefully someone saved and can post the rest.
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Oh thank God, it was over, she thought as she was lead from the podium, her body shaking as every nerve was released from its horrified paralysis. All those eyes staring at her, the rich and elite of society holding up their numbers as they made their bids on her body. She had been sold for 300,000 dollars, a high price, even for a virgin slave like her. She hadn't even paid attention to who had won the bidding match. She had been too busy watching her younger brother in line behind her, his young face as pale and terrified as her own.

Roughly she was lead from the bidding room and into another where she was forced to her knees, her deep red hair spilling over her shoulders and covering her face as though trying to protect her from the fate it had doomed her to. It was no use though; she had been cursed from birth with the same red hair that ran through her father, brother and mother when she had been alive. It was a miracle they had managed to stay in hiding for as long as they did.

She heard a door slide smoothly open and flinched, kneeling so her forehead touched the cold marble floor. A hand roughly yanked her up by her hair and she glared tearfully at the man she now belonged to. 'Oh! She's much prettier up close,' he said as he let go of her hair. He gently took her chin to wedge her mouth open, examining her teeth. 'Look good?' He pulled her to her feet and examined the muscles of her naked legs and thighs, moving to her bound arms next and grasping her breasts. 'She's a bit underweight isn't she?' he asked, ignoring how she snarled and writhed against his touches.

The slave dealer chuckled and said, 'Her and her sire and sibling have been in my cells for three weeks. They all have too much spirit for most of my customers.'

The man nodded and circled her like a hawk, examining her from every angle. She just eyed him warily, her tied and mottled hands clenching into fists behind her back. It was now that she was able to get a good look at the man. He had to be about nine or ten years older than her 17 and was tall and lean, his hair so black it looked almost blue under the softly glowing lights. His hard grey eyes examined her critically, causing her to shiver slightly. He had the eyes of a connoisseur.

'She seems to be in fine shape, other than a little on the thin side,' he said as he stopped his trek around her. He suddenly grabbed her shoulder, reaching a hand between her legs and pressing a finger into her. She snarled and tried to jerk herself away, but his hand was a vice on her shoulder. 'You say she's a virgin?' he asked lightly and pumped his finger in and out a few times as Message too long. Click here to view the full text.


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LadyAtreides 14/05/13(Tue)09:25 No. 21750 ID: 09906f

I'm just gonna make some extra posts so nobody sees the last part of the story in the preview and feel it was spoiled for them.


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LadyAtreides 14/05/13(Tue)09:25 No. 21751 ID: 09906f

Enjoy.


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LadyAtreides 14/05/13(Tue)09:29 No. 21752 ID: 09906f

I had some hentai that went real well with the story, but it seems that images are no longer allowed on the board. Huh. How long has that been a thing?




The Lolly Anne Conspiracies (tg, magic, ped*) AnonyMPC 12/04/04(Wed)22:59 No. 15727 ID: a609fb [Reply] [Last 50 posts]

Writing's become slow and chore-like again, so I've decided that my latest effort to get myself inspired will be to clear my backlist... over the next few weeks, I'll be editing and posting the stories that I have completed but not released. This does not include MPC4 which is still slow-going.

First up, another of my 'Sci-Fi Serials'. This one deserves a bit of a warning because it's a bit different than my usual stuff, focusing on men who transform into little girls. (I realize there's another 'guy turns into sexualized girl' story that just started, and apologize if it seems like more of the same).

The Lolly Anne Conspiracies (tg, magic, ped*)
Installment 1: "The New Lolly Anne" (additional codes: Mg*, MMg*, g*g*, 1st*)
(* indicates that the code applies due to the bodies of the people involved... since the story involves magical transgenderism, the minds involved will be different)

The first time it happened, I had no idea what was going on. In that respect, I’m like many others. Even those who chose this life, who knew it was coming, have told me that when it first happened they were surprised and wondered if it was a dream that first time.

In my case, that it was a dream was a natural conclusion, since the night before I’d had my share of those. Unsettling dreams about being held down by somebody laughing while I screamed. That’s common too.

When I first woke up that morning, just for a few moments, I felt strange, like my eyes weren’t quite right. For one thing, colors seemed to be more vivid, and subtly different shades of the same color stood out. If I didn't know better, I might have suspected I'd been shaking off the effect of some kind of psychotropic drug, but I didn't feel high, so I assumed I was caught in that place in-between dreams and reality, where they mixed a little too freely. Whenever I get like that I can usually choose whether to wake up fully or descend once again into slumber. I was still drowsy, and knew I didn’t have to go to work that day, so I decided to sleep in.

I must have spent an hour or so in that state, drifting in and out of consciousness, the comfort of my bed and dreams which were growing more and more erotic, when a noise jarred me. Somebody was coming through the front door.
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Anonymous 14/05/12(Mon)12:51 No. 21733 ID: 56e91c

Mint as always your an amazingly talented writer. Nothing makes my day like checking the thread to find that you've posted a chapter.


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Anonymous 14/05/12(Mon)17:46 No. 21734 ID: 860611

I just found this and read through part 1. I'm tired as so I scanned through and saved the rest of the story into a txt file. I can't want to continue reading though!


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AnonyMPC 14/05/12(Mon)19:01 No. 21735 ID: a609fb

>>21641
I've got plenty of stories where it's just nothing but porn, but I write this because I enjoy a little plot, too. Though, "a grim spiral into unending pain and suffering"? That seems a little much. I mean, there's less violence than in the average episode of
Once Upon A Time.

>>21689
Well, you should give up hope of seeing the story finished, because, as a serial, I don't intend to 'finish' even if I write 100 parts. Though at the rate I'm going, it'll probably just trail off long before that.

>>21733
I think you may be accidentally responding on the wrong story.

Thanks to everyone else who responded positively, glad you're still enjoying this despite the long wait between installments.




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

>>21402
>>It's gonna be awesome.

LOL, it ALREADY is awesome.


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

this is great, please continue


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More? I LOVE Bo! Lickit 14/05/11(Sun)23:05 No. 21726 ID: 407364

I've NEVER bumped a story before, but, .... BUMP!!




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