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by nacewasy
Chapter 1
Hi everyone, how’s it going? I’m really happy to see my English improving and to be adding even more stories here! English isn’t my first language, so you might still find some vocabulary slips or grammar mistakes — but I’m working hard to get better every day. If you’d like to...
7 months ago 306 Words 16 Likes 13,780 Views -
by nacewasy
Chapter 2
You’re in the tiny locker room of Futa-Corp, already dreading another “shift” as the receptionist. Two years in this hellhole, and the job still feels worse than any back-breaking labor. Your tasks sound innocent on paper—carrying documents, running errands—but the reality is pur...
4 months ago 688 Words 19 Likes 6,444 Views -
by nacewasy
Chapter 5
It’s only 8:30… “You can make it through the day without too much trouble,” you tell yourself, catching your breath after the elevator spanking. “I’ve had worse mornings…” Normally by now you’d already have been gang- by five futas at once or used as a human urinal while cow...
4 months ago 1,011 Words 5 Likes 1,449 Views -
by nacewasy
Chapter 6
You mutter under your breath, voice barely audible over the pounding in your ears: “Filthy bitch… one day I won’t need this shitty job anymore. I’ll get the fuck out and leave all these futas behind.” You hawk and spit onto the floor—trying to purge the lingering taste of Bety’s...
4 months ago 913 Words 4 Likes 1,123 Views -
by nacewasy
Chapter 7
“Well, everyone—look who finally made it! Our main event has arrived… Don’t be shy, come closer.” The CEO’s voice booms over the speakers, waving you forward like a prized exhibit. You stumble toward her on shaking legs, hands clutching folders in front of your crotch like a pat...
4 months ago 989 Words 3 Likes 979 Views -
by nacewasy
Chapter 9
You decide fuck it—you’re heading to your locker room while the entire company is still packed in the auditorium. No one’s around to grope, slap, or “assign” you extra duties. You grab your few belongings (a crumpled spare blouse, your phone with the cursed task app, nothing else...
4 months ago 1,251 Words 6 Likes 770 Views -
by nacewasy
Chapter 10
You finish your “meal,” but there are still thirty minutes left on your lunch break. You stand up from the central stool—slowly, carefully—drawing every eye in the cafeteria again. Your stomach gurgles violently, churning with the thick sludge of cum, piss, smegma, and pubes you...
4 months ago 884 Words 4 Likes 739 Views