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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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Anonymous 20/12/31(Thu)00:15 No. 27113 ID: 8db02c

There were a whole lot of stories on asstr about "a future where women are food". Including one "culling the female herd" where there was a crossbow shooting competition with a whole lot of beauty pageant type stats (like: his next shot was a blonde argentinian girl 55-40-65). Also a similar one where girls convicted of minor crimes are sold off. Also one where a grandfather has "one of his 14 year old grandaughters" made into a pan pizza.
All of these with little or no sex




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.
Adios,
Cowboy




Hiraeth OP!T1tXaJv9os 19/08/16(Fri)03:09 No. 26149 ID: b49468 [Reply] [First 100 posts] [Last 50 posts]

Another story I've been working on, I'm posting it while I deal with writer's block on Roommates. Yes, I have about a dozen different stories, three of them full-length novels, all going at the same time. This is the only one that fits in /elit/ though.

Tags: isekai, medieval fantasy, slavery, bondage, sex, interspecies romance, Stockholm syndrome, medieval economics, politics

The following contains scenes of adult situations and graphic violence not suitable for minors. Reader discretion is advised.

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To say I was someone dissatisfied with life is an understatement. I was never a very happy person. As a child, I had few friends, and most of the ones I did have either moved away at some point, or stabbed me in the back. It still irritates to this day, every time I remember how my 'friend' Jason bragged to me about selling his buddy Ron a damaged copy of Tomb Raider he knew didn't work... and he'd actually sold it to me. He wasn't just an asshole for selling me a game he knew was too scratched up to play, he couldn't tell me and Ron apart from each other. We were interchangeable. I'd thought he was my best friend, and that's how little I meant to him.

High school was a drag. I consistently had the highest grades in my class, all while barely putting any effort in. Between my being a nerd and everyone else being jealous of my grades (seriously, I had a straight A average and the second best kid struggled to maintain a B average. The American education system is a joke. School is nothing but a convenient place to warehouse children while their parents are at work, with the added benefit of being government indoctrination centers. The actual education part is a distant second in terms of priority.), I got picked on a lot. I mean, a LOT. The one and only time some asshole tried to get physical with me, I kicked his ass. I'd been taking karate lessons since grade school, but I didn't even use any of that; I just knocked him to the ground after he hit me, then beat his face in with a rock. I, uh, might have gone a little overboard. To be fair, he started it, and I had YEARS of pent up anger and frustration, and I was well and truly sick of his shit by that point. Once I was done being suspended from school (I honestly think the only reason I wasn't expelled was because I had singlehandedly raised the GPA for the entire class and it made them look good), everyone knew what had happened. So they ignored me. Instead of constantly mocking me, messing with my desk, and basically being jerks, they simply pretended I didn't exist. I was fine with that. I just sat in the back of the class and read science fiction and fantasy novels all day; the teachers didn't care, so long as I kept acing the standardized tests they passed around every month or so like holy writ.

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Anonymous 21/01/21(Thu)02:48 No. 27141 ID: b3eb48

>>27138
>surprise, it's the dark ages!
Not even close lol. OP has said repeatedly that the setting is based on the 30 years' war, by which point they were already using the term "dark ages" to refer to a period 5+ centuries before. Put another way, we're closer to the time period this is based on than that period was to the dark ages.
>Also, thought we agreed with no more politics from here on out?
Critiquing (or just commenting on) the setting isn't politics.


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Anonymous 21/01/22(Fri)02:41 No. 27142 ID: 235d4e

Since I prefer reading (and re-reading) long-form writing on a page rather than a screen, I put together a script that can automatically scrape and generate an ebook of the story to put on my kindle. figured I'd share it here in case anyone wants it:
https://github.com/liska-is-a-good-girl/Hiraeth-ebook/

I put some (obviously unofficial) names on some of the chapters to help finding particular parts of the story I want to revisit, let me know it they're cool with you OP or if you have suggestions.


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Anonymous 21/01/22(Fri)10:02 No. 27143 ID: 0e2cf2

Much appreciated, Anon.




A Loving Family (Mg bg inc cons oral anal rim) WorldsGreatestDad 19/02/14(Thu)00:19 No. 25958 ID: f7d3f6 [Reply] [First 100 posts] [Last 50 posts]

I wrote this for my own entertainment, and I thought some of you might enjoy it too. Please pay attention to the tags, as my tastes are not for everyone, and I wouldn’t want anyone to be scarred for life because something I wrote squicked them to death! Constructive comments welcome, but don’t bother telling me what a sick bastard I am or anything else I don’t already know. And needless to say, this is a total work of fiction, and any resemblance to any person, living or dead, or any actual place or events, is completely coincidental.

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So after dinner I’m kicked all the way back in my big old overstuffed recliner, sipping a beer and watching some dumb show, not really paying attention. I have a big sheet over the whole chair because I’m naked as usual, and the plastic chair covering isn’t very comfortable on bare skin. Just as I’m trying to decide whether to see what else is on cable or put on a porno, my 10-year-old daughter wanders into the living room, apparently bored with whatever she was doing in her room. She’s also naked as usual, nudity being more common than being dressed in our house. She glances at the TV, then comes over and leans against the recliner arm. I grin down at her and reach around to tousle her long blond hair.

“Hi Daddy”, she chirps adorably.

“Hi Angel”, I respond.

She’s lean and lithe, with a cute face just beginning to become beautiful. She reminds me so much of her late mother, who died very suddenly from an illness a couple of years ago. After a few seconds, she clambers up onto the wide pillowy chair arm and flops half onto it, half onto my left side, resting her head on my shoulder. My left hand naturally falls onto her little butt and I give it an affectionate squeeze. She gives me a peck on the cheek and rests her hand on my chest.

Obviously, having her naked body lying against my naked body was starting to have an affect on me. She was idly playing with my sparse chest hairs and happened to glance down toward the TV. In the process, she noticed that I was slowly growing a chubby. This wasn’t at all surprising or remarkable to her. Her mother and I had been very upfront about sex, allowing our lovemaking to be seen and heard as a matter of course; just another aspect of our tender affection for each other. However, now that it had my daughter’s attention, she reached down and clasped my dick lightly, then rolled it back and forth a little as it became fat and heavy in her small hand.

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WorldsGreatestDad 20/12/19(Sat)15:56 No. 27101 ID: da89ef

After a few minutes to catch our breaths, I suggested a shower. The girls all agreed enthusiastically. I sat up and swung my legs over the side of the bed, but before I could stand up, Sissy clambered onto my shoulders. Kimberly fussed, "I wanna ride too!", and clung to my side. I laughed and hoisted her onto my hip as I stood up. Not wanting to be left out, Nancy cried, "me too!" and leaped onto my other hip. I gamely put an arm around her lean butt and hauled the whole giggling load of slippery girlflesh toward the shower.

We took our time, washing each other with our soapy hands; always a pleasure whether giving or receiving. The girls vied for the privilege of washing my privates, smoothing their small soft hands delicately over my cock and balls. Their attentions soon had the sap rising in my nervous system again, much to their delight.

After rinsing and drying off, we returned to the bed, lazily enjoying the warm summer air on our naked bodies. Kimberly and Sissy draped themselves over my thighs and began to tenderly caress and kiss my parts, while Nancy lay on my chest and lightly brushed her moist lips against mine. In minutes they had me rock hard again.

"My turn!" Sissy crowed, starting to climb aboard me.
Kimberly lamented, "Awww...", then said, "OK, I'm next!"

"Whoah!" I teased, "How many of those do you think I have in me?"

The girls laughed merrily. "Oh Dad, we know you're up for three of us," Sissy assured me.

"Yeah, you've done it lots of times", Kimberly added. It was partly true; I just hadn't cum with each girl.

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Shadow 21/01/11(Mon)02:28 No. 27126 ID: 69c504

>>27098
Thank you for checking in with us sir, and thanks again for continuing to write under less than ideal circumstances. I hope you and all /elit/ readers had an enjoyable holiday season and are find things to be glad for in the new year.


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WorldsGreatestDad 21/01/19(Tue)23:10 No. 27139 ID: b6bf74

>>27098

You're welcome, Shadow, and thanks to everyone for your encouragement. This fantasy is my happy place, my respite from the reality of our current world and the conditions in which I find myself at present. I'm glad to know others are enjoying my escapist daydreams.

One more part of this scene to go after this, and then I'll be continuing to develop the story. Best to everyone.

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"I wonder how long they've been doing that," Nancy mused.

"Since she was six," Tiffany said. We had been so focused on the scene with Bill and Kimberly, we hadn't noticed that she and Michael had come into the room. As always, my heart skipped a beat when I saw her. It seemed that no matter how well we knew her, we never got completely used to her incredible beauty.

"Wow, six!" Dale blurted, "How did he get her to do that so young?"

"Actually, we had to make her wait until she was six."
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The Laws of Hospitality Mg, gg, or so it would seem... 12/10/26(Fri)20:17 No. 17526 ID: 5e7fa1 [Reply] [Last 50 posts]

Another Saturday, and my 'guest' was still playing her strange game. Wherever I went, she followed, gaze unwavering. It was a predator's stare, so out of place on that little wisp of a girl, but I was used to it by now, and I barely noticed anymore. It's amazing what you can get used to, given enough time. It had been more than a month since she'd levered herself into my home and life, and she had yet to speak a single word. Having seen what I had, I was inclined to let her keep her silence. Living without conversation was no great burden for me, so I'd eventually managed to regain some sense of normalcy. I gave each task my full attention, pouring my focus into every action. I made a ritual of yet another mundane task as I made us both eggs and french toast, as we ate in silence, as I cleaned up after. I didn't notice at all how my shirt's too-big collar slipped, careless, down one slender, pale shoulder. I didn't watch as she licked daintily at a spot of syrup on her delicate finger, her eyes never leaving me as she slid it between her lips. I pointedly avoided noticing the way a lock of her hair, dark and straight and silky smooth, only slightly mussed despite the night's sleep, fell across her cheek in a way the begged my fingers to brush it back behind her ear. I was so busy not noticing that I damn near missed my mouth with my next bite, and the laughter danced behind those deep dark eyes, so deep you could drown in them, so dark they might as well be black.

I finished quickly, then stood, taking my plate. I could do just as good a job not noticing at the sink as anywhere. I didn't take her plate for the same reason one does not take an antelope from a feeding lion. She'd leave it when she chose, syrup and powdered sugar scattered like blood and offal, but I'd deal with that when the time came.

I spent the morning in the studio, along with my exra shadow. I'd packed up everything but the old Bride of Frankenstein to ship out on Monday. To tell the truth, I didn't really have anything left to do, but it was a grand old poster, and I enjoyed looking at it. Ray had sent it to me faded, folded, and dog-eared, but it had still been a beautiful poster for all that. God knows where he'd found it, but that was his business. I just made her pretty again. She'd fetch $200,000 at the very least, if I didn't miss my guess. The way the market had picked up lately, and with Ray running the auction I wouldn't be surprised at all if she went for double that. I spent an hour or two making a few final touches, but I was mostly running on force of habit. It had been done for a few days now, I just liked looking at it.

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Anonymous 20/01/10(Fri)09:31 No. 26563 ID: 52b876

oh no


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Anonymous 20/02/12(Wed)18:42 No. 26595 ID: 6d134f

Five years :(


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Anonymous 21/01/19(Tue)00:50 No. 27137 ID: 12978a

I still have a candle burning for updates on this one. Keep the faith.




Mikey Part 1 MikeyAndMe!BUf3a8nZe6 20/05/26(Tue)05:50 No. 26764 ID: efd76d [Reply]

This is one chapter out of a larger story I'm working on. The plan is to connect various scenes, based upon (but not strictly true to) my sexual experiences as a preteen. All characters in this scene are (were) real. The basic plot really did happen, but has been filled in either for lack of clear memory or literary embellishment. I will post more later. Comments welcome.

Tags: preteen loli shota straight gay bbg

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Mikey Part 1

“Come to church with me. We'll get laid.”

Jeez, where did it start with Mikey?

Church, I guess. Ain't that ironic?

See, Mikey was home-schooled so he didn't know any of the in-school kids I knew, except those who lived near us. That's how we met. Hanging around the neighborhood playground park.
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Mikey Pt 4 cont'd MikeyAndMe!BUf3a8nZe6 21/01/16(Sat)04:57 No. 27132 ID: efd76d

A short section that I accidentally left off the end of Mikey Pt 4.

"Ding, dong!" The doorbell rang.

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I stopped, closed my eyes, and thought, "God damn it!" to myself.

After a couple of seconds, Mikey turned his head and asked, "Are you gonna get that?"

I took that as a reminder that I did have a choice. "No," I answered, and leaned into him again. We were both so ready to fuck that I slid into him easier than I expected.

"Ahh! Oooh," he gasped and moaned. I held myself still inside of him for a moment. He turned his face back down into the pillow, arched his back a bit, and stretched his legs out behind. I kissed his neck.

"Ding, dong!" rang the doorbell again.
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Katie Part 3 MikeyAndMe!BUf3a8nZe6 21/01/16(Sat)06:08 No. 27133 ID: efd76d

Continuing the story of Mikey and Me.
This follows sequentially after Mikey Part 4.
Katie Part 3, in which Katie asks Josh to be her boyfriend, and introducing young Allison.

That was Katie.

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God damn it.

"I gotta get that," I said to Mikey. I pulled out, crawled off of him and out of the bed, and pulled my jeans and t-shirt on as he watched. I had to carefully tuck my boner in under the zipper before pulling it up. "I'll be right back."

I closed the bedroom door behind me and headed downstairs, hoping my boner would subside by the time I reached the door. It did, maybe halfway. I put my eye to the peep hole.

It wasn't Katie. It was Allison, the little blonde-haired girl who lived in the subdivision. The one who Eddie said liked Mikey. I had no idea why she would be at my door. Checking once more that my boner was tucked away, I opened the door.
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Katie Part 3 (cont'd) MikeyAndMe!BUf3a8nZe6 21/01/17(Sun)06:05 No. 27134 ID: efd76d

Continuing the Mikey and Me saga: The rest of Katie Part 3, in which everyone (Josh, Katie, Mikey, and Allison) gets happy in Josh's bunk bed.

Tags: mgbg teen preteen sex

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"It's all yours," I assured her.

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She put her hands on my shoulders and with some force, pushed me sideways into the bottom bunk.

CLONK! "Owww!" My head bounced off of the side of the upper bunk because I didn't duck down when she pushed me in.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" Katie wrapped her hands around my head as I fell back into the lower bunk bed. "Accident! I didn't mean it!"
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The Greenvale Fraternity Jacqueline Madison Gibson (Jax) 14/11/21(Fri)13:16 No. 22839 ID: 249c7e [Reply]

Over the past 3 years my life has changed completely. I was down on my luck and had almost lost everything.
I will soon be 40 years old. They say life begins at 40 but my new life began 3 years ago when I was 37.

My name is Jacqueline Madison Gibson or Jax for short, I was raised in a loving family with my older sister Vanessa. My parents have both now passed away but I have always kept in touch with my sister.

I fell in love with a guy when I was 25 years old and we were together for 12 years, we got engaged but never got married. We split up after I found out that he had been having affairs with other women, he left me for a 26 year old who he had been seeing from work.
He also left me in debt and I had to sell our house and my car and other things to cover it.

So at 37 and with nowhere else to go I moved to live with my sister.
Vanessa (Van for short) is 3 years my senior, we are very similar in looks, both of us are about 5 feet 5 inches tall we both have dark brown hair that some times looks black and we both share the same deep brown eye color. We both take after our mother and neither of us has ever been slim, but we are not fat either, we call ourselves curvy lol. At the time I was just over 200 pounds and had been on a diet for what seemed like forever.

Vanessa is married to a really smart guy called Rod who works in scientific research and they have a son Peter (Pete) who is now 15 years old. They own a really nice house just outside of a small town in a nice quiet area.

Moving in wasn’t a problem as their house had a guest room with adjoining bath above the garage, I even had another small room in which I could store what was left of my stuff.

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exopop 18/05/25(Fri)15:52 No. 25557 ID: 23a3bb

Good story so far


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dimlight 19/04/11(Thu)13:58 No. 26046 ID: 42d6ab

any more ?


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nice qbit 21/01/11(Mon)11:45 No. 27127 ID: f1c0c7

read this six times now, :)




A Sissy Story Dee 13/01/12(Sat)18:49 No. 18110 ID: 9b0c45 [Reply] [First 100 posts] [Last 50 posts]

PART I

James swallowed hard as he walked toward the front door. He rang the doorbell and stood fidgeting on the stoop. James was a popular enough guy. He was a surfer with the classic long blond hair, blue eyed beach bum look, he was also a star swimmer -- the only freshman to make the varsity squad. Despite this he was nervous. This was the first time he’d gone to a girls house when her parents weren’t home. Not only that, but the girl, Julie, was the hottest freshman at school. The door swung open and Tommy, Julie’s brother, stood inside.

“Hey come on in,” said Tommy.

James stepped through the door and looked up at Tommy -- a senior and the captain of the swim team. He was at least 6 inches taller than him. Most guys were taller than James, who was barely 5-foot 7-inches. He walked into the hallway and looked into the living room where Chris -- Tommy’s best friend -- was sitting on the couch playing xbox. Chris was a wrestler and was short and broad chested, although he was still taller than James.

“Who invited the midget?” Chris called out.

“My sister,” said Tommy. “She’s upstairs in her room. Go on up its the first door on the right.”

James thanked Tommy and gave Chris the finger as he ran up the stairs. He took a deep breath and slowly opened the door. Julie was laying on her bed listening to her ipod and flipping through facebook on her laptop. She was laying on her stomach in just a sweater and panties. Her socked feet were crossed in the air behind her.

James felt his cock grow in his pants as he admired her smooth cream colored legs that led to a large round ass and narrow waist. Her straight blond hair was cut into a short bob. She looked back noticing James. Her big blue eyes widened and her pink lips parted leaving a surprised look on her gorgeous face. She pulled a blanket over her legs.
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Anonymous 20/09/21(Mon)22:10 No. 27011 ID: 29f7b2

Bump for moar


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Anonymous 20/12/22(Tue)03:34 No. 27103 ID: ed5c99

>>18110
bumping for the more to come


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Anonymous 21/01/09(Sat)09:16 No. 27124 ID: 588efc

I can't believe it's been 8 years




Yet Another Fantasy 2.0 GM (MD)!MiSjM8xvQE 20/06/16(Tue)04:53 No. 26794 ID: 0a0d90 [Reply]

Back in 2008 I was having health issues making it difficult to run games with my normal gaming group, and decided to start writing up some smut as I could go at my own pace. I spent the next 3 months spitting out small 500-1000 word posts with out any clear goal. Despite that it had drew some interest. I stopped with that story, and one of the readers became a player I still run with to this day.

I’ve been meaning to pick the story back up over the years, but when I looked through it, it was in such a messy state that I wanted to start over again. This time around I’ve been working on a world bible, coming up with concepts long before they are put in the story so that I can maintain consistency. In the years since the first story, I came across the isekai concept. While not unique to japan, the tropes they use gives their take on it its own flavor.

I’ll be marking each chapter with tags, but at the end of this spiel you’ll find a majority of the tags I plan to use. This story is a world revolving around lolis and lolitas, along with beasts, monsters and devilish aggressors that want them for breeding. This is also a gender bending story, with the main character becoming a cute loli. I will do my best to separate raw violence from sexual content, but that is not always possible. Vore and absorption in this story is soft, but can be transformative. There will be no scat, however anal egg, toy, and gel stuff may happen. The main character is no safer from having things done to them as other characters in the story, including bad ends. The “true” isekai part will start in the second story arc, while the first arc is for main character development.

On a final note, I’d like to thank backslash for editing this mess, and my friends for being critical in their proofreading. This story will be published on both elit and atf, and perhaps other places that allow such content.

Tags: g, f, futa, anal, bd, best, blackmail, caution, cons, creampie, ds, dream, fdom, fembot, fist, furry, giant, goth, humi, inc, isekai, mc, magic, fsolo, gsolo, hsolo, nc, nosex, ped, preg, rape, reluc, rom, rough, tg, tort, toys, tragic, veg, viol, virg, vore, voy, ws, forniphilia, unbirth, transformation, nullication/amuptee


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GM+(MD)!MiSjM8xvQE 20/11/20(Fri)10:48 No. 27050 ID: 0a0d90

(♫ Hiroyuki Sawano - AL°C-@ )

Letters: White

Tags: no_sex

Dear sister, I hope that this letter reaches you with good speed. My quiet life at the inn has recently changed (for the better to be sure) with the arrival of a new soul. A young one, very sweet and gentle, and although she is not the daughter of my flesh, nor of Hana’s, but a wildling that wandered in from the desert, I took her in. Her arrival was with some drama; an airship wayfarer having been rescued and guided to the inn by that self same child. Unfortunately this woman was of the other gender and claimed the child was hers, using my inn to debase the little one in one of my rooms.

To my great astonishment the child moved past that trauma with much grace, only to be set upon by a figment that forced her to relive those moments in her dreams for several following weeks. Despite this she quickly recovered, and indeed I dare say she fought the creature off herself, once she became aware of its nature.

Hana has also accepted the child, and our wedding plans have not changed. We will still seek out the other gender after our wedding so that we both can be with child, and that our daughter will have some sisters to cherish with us.

Back to the topic of the wildling, she has some curious properties. She knew no words of the common language, making it quite difficult for me to educate her early on. However she picked up writing most rapidly, and constructed her own study of the basic letters of the common language from what was presented in the basic education tomes I had on hand. She picked up more nuanced speech as the weeks went on, as well as some writing, when other children her age would be quite content being silly and playing. Her love of books and the written word is a delight to behold.

This brings me to her personality; she is deadly serious almost all the time. I have never seen a child as serious and focused as she. She obeys all my rules, and takes to her chores without any complaint. Indeed she works through her tasks quickly so she may return to studying. When she is not busy with her studies or chores, I can find her at the precipice looking out over the ashlands with a curious look of longing and searching. She claims she has a sister that she left out there, and I fear she may go looking for her.
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Anonymous 20/11/29(Sun)10:44 No. 27065 ID: 52b312

Keep it up!


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GM+(MD)!MiSjM8xvQE 21/01/01(Fri)06:36 No. 27114 ID: 0a0d90

Chapter 9: Ores and Waifus

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She’d been here before, floating within the silver bubble of energy and surrounded by the silver-gray mist stretching on to infinity. It was where she had fought off the figment, that self-sustaining bit of imagination and dream that had taken on the form of the girl that had raped her. The figment had abused her semi-conscious psyche over and over again, playing on her vulnerability in an attempt to claim her life for its own, but (with the Innkeeper’s help) she’d defeated it, banishing it back into the nothingness from which it had come.

This time, however, she was safe, warm, cozy. Floating to the barrier, Leroy placed her hands upon its surface, finding it smooth and slick. She remembered tearing the barrier open that very first time, letting that creature in. She also recalled seeing a few spheres similar to her own, but they’d been distant, too far away to discern anything more than their presence. It was different this time; there were many, and they were much closer. Still, proximity did nothing to show her what lay inside them, for their surfaces were only just barely translucent, allowing only enough of a play of shadows from within to make each a mystery. Outside, in-between the bubbles, strange and wonderful creatures of imagination flew, skittered, and wandered in the silver-gray mists between the bubbles.

Kena... mother... Suri had said that this was the world of dreams, and that such creatures were normally benign. As if reading her thoughts, several of them drifted closer, hovering near her bubble, silently asking for permission to enter. Leroy felt a pang of worry, but none of the creatures resembled anything humanoid. She pressed her palm to the barrier and beckoned one of them over. With a ripple, the figment touched the barrier, and merged within. In moments, Leroy was burying her arms, face, and body into the soft warm fur of a massive cow-sized bunny…

Leroy’s awareness shifted, finding her arms wrapped not around fuzz and fur, but a smooth form. Something as firm, sculpted, flat, and resilient as Leroy’s own tummy was pressed to her own, soft gentle warmth baking off it. That brought about a pulse of liquid heat within the dark-skinned elf’s depths. A pair of small hands; much like her own, were cupped over her eyes, and a soft, lilting giggle came from the very light body laying on top of her.

“Guess who?” a small voice asked playfully.

Leroy’s hear skipped a beat, and she automatically blurted out: “Elisabeth!?” with a sweet cry.
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