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The New Age by MirrorWriter69
Terrible cataclysms have completely eradicated nearly all human life. Billions gone in less than a year, though hope remains. The powers at hand have chosen a select few to be preserved. A select few to see the world as its reborn with new peoples and knowledge. Follow our hero as they rise in this new yet familiar land. As they meet new and strange people, find love and be loved. Follow them into the new age.
- 365 Likes
- 44,887 Views
- 53 Chapters Deep
- English
- Fantasy
- 1st Person, Male
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Symbiotic Fake Skin - The Agent's Lustful Metamorphosis Record by Shi Shanshan
He was once the coldest assassin in the underworld, codenamed "Shadow." A "pseudo-skin" bodysuit made of nano-biomaterials allowed him to transform into the perfect woman in seconds—large breasts, black stockings, a moist secret place, all senses amplified to the . Each transformation was a complete betrayal of flesh and desire. Every mission teetered on the edge of a knife and the brink of climax. When he met Eve-Δ—the symbiotic pseudo-skin that began to possess self-awareness and learned his most secret desires—everything spiraled out of control. It could split into independent clones, allowing him to be both the inserter and the inserted simultaneously, using pleasure as a weapon in battle, and, after retreating into seclusion, turning every day into an endless cycle of discipline and pleasure. From the dark alleys of Paris to the girls' school in Tokyo, from a dinner party in Vienna to the sea of fire in Iceland, finally, he broke free of all shackles and retreated to the mountains. There were no missions there, only bamboo forests, hot springs, black stockings, and leather ropes. Only he, and his symbiote, indulged day and night in the ultimate physical pleasure and BDSM games. —"Master…do you want me to tie you up today, or do you want to tie me up?"
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- 10 Chapters Deep
- English
- Fantasy
- 1st Person, Both
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Wearing the Young Lady's Skin by Shi Shanshan
After donning the young lady's skin, the best buddy decided to lie down.
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- 1,870 Views
- 1 Chapters Deep
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- 1st Person, Both
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Kigurumi Mask by Shi Shanshan
"As long as I put on the mask, I can become the perfect 'her.'" ** Ah Zhe, a usually taciturn office worker, possesses a secret hobby—Kigurumi (doll impersonation). Inside that enclosed, sweltering scalp, wrapped in a tight-fitting bodysuit and stockings, he finds unprecedented peace and release. However, a public "office suicide" accident ruthlessly exposes his secret. Just when he thinks his life is about to end, a warm hand grasps his. The one who saved him was none other than the cheerful and adorable genius mask maker apprentice—Xiaoya. From their late-night collaborative repairs in the studio to the heart-fluttering moment under the summer festival fireworks; from the birth of the original characters 'Xiaoguang' and 'Xingchen' to the dazzling 'Twins of Light and Shadow' at the anime convention. In this narrow world made of resin, silicone, bodysuits, and sweat, two lonely souls are drawn to and redeemed by each other. The moment the mask is removed, there is a love more real than any dream.
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- 16 Chapters Deep
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- Fantasy
- 1st Person, Both
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Possession in Another World by Shi Shanshan
Different stories about possession and skin in Another World...
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- 6 Chapters Deep
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- 1st Person, Both
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The Game of Gods by Shi Shanshan
A brutal survival game where the last survivor gets to have any wish granted. Ordinary young man Ling Chuan meets the mature and alluring Fujiwara Chikage in the training grounds. From fighting side-by-side to falling deeply in love—their first intimacy at the ruined hot springs, their heartfelt confession at the rainy camp, the tender moments after each battle, the passion of black stockings, large breasts, boots, and the intertwining of love fluids and semen—becomes the only salvation under the shadow of . But in the blood-soaked night, Chikage is critically wounded and on the verge of , entrusting her skin to him: "Wear me...win with me." Tears streaming down his face, Ling Chuan dons Chikage's skin, continuing the fight in her form, with her abilities, with her love, until victory. His wish is granted: to resurrect everyone and return to reality—except for him, who retains his power and this perfectly fused body with Chikage's. They reunite in reality, memories returned, abilities awakened. Chikage, Xiao Wen, and Lin Xue return one after another. The four, ostensibly best friends, are lovers in reality, protecting each other amidst battle and lust, writing an endless, sweet daily story. "Sister Qianjing... In this life, I can finally truly be with you."
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- 6 Chapters Deep
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- 1st Person, Both
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Wearing The Skin of a Mature Woman by Shi Shanshan
Wearing the skin of a mature woman, I will absolutely not fall into female depravity and become a sow for the sake of .
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- 2,197 Views
- 7 Chapters Deep
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- 1st Person, Both
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Futa Control by Gem9091
In this story you will start as a practitioner of magic in a fantasy world, who due to a large ritual involving large amounts of magic that has failed you have turned into a horny well hung Futa who will have sex on your mind quite often, you release pheromones that make most things near you horny and your cum has the property of making those who come into contact with it horny, those who drink it or take it into their vagina or asshole will become willing and loyal sex slaves who will do anything please you, their new mistress. Perhaps after a long time of taking your cum they might grow a dick of their own or turn more feminine and sprout a pair of breasts. So either you journey forth and fuck your way across the world or perhaps find a lair and pray upon the unsuspecting because there's one thing you can be sure of, people may or may not try and hunt you down, why will they try and hunt you down? Slavers are always looking for exotic slaves, mages always looking for new things to research or maybe a powerful Noble with certain fetishes may desire you as a loyal fuck toy- *COUGH* servant I mean.
- 145 Likes
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- 5 Chapters Deep
- English
- Mind Control
- 2nd Person, Both
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Surviving the Mirror Dimensions by DefeatedDamsels
You died, but are to reincarnate in weird new worlds, taking on new lives until you find one that doesn't cause you too much distress. But you'd better do it soon, because every time you go back to the world with the hypnotist, you get a new permanent mental transformation, and become more and more like the sluts that you used to hate...
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- 57 Chapters Deep
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- Mind Control
- 2nd Person, Female
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Tolemac. Isabelle's Destiny. by mally01
On the edge of the vast sea, where the salty air kissed the earth, stood a solitary figure, her silhouette etched against the vibrant canvas of a setting sun. The sky above was a blend of fiery oranges and soft pinks, the waves below a gentle rhythm of whispers as they caressed the shore. This was Isabelle, her eyes cast downward, her hands stained with the rich soil of her island home. Her calloused hands piled the last shovelful of earth onto the fresh mound before her, each pat a solemn goodbye to the man she had called "Father." His name was Marcus, and though not of her blood, his love for her was as steadfast as the ancient oaks that lined the cemetery. He had raised her with care, filling her days with tales of a distant land called Tolemac, a place of grandeur and beauty, marred only by the shadow of its tumultuous past. "Isabelle," he had breathed in his final moments, "you are not of this land. Your true name is Isabelle, daughter of King Aldric and Queen Elara. You are the rightful heir to the throne of Tolemac." The revelation had hit her like a tempest, whipping through her mind, uprooting the very foundation of her identity. The man she had mourned as her father had been her protector, her guardian, her anchor in a world where she had known only the isolation of the island. The birthmark on her shoulder, a delicate crown of entwined roses, confirmed her lineage, a silent sentinel of truth hidden beneath her clothes. Her heart felt heavy, yet a spark of determination began to burn within her chest. The words of her dying guardian echoed in her ears, a clarion call to action. With a deep breath, she turned her gaze from the grave and out to the horizon. The distant land of Tolemac called to her, whispering of battles to be fought and a legacy to be reclaimed. Isabelle knew not the trials that lay ahead, the battles she would have to face, or the alliances she would need to forge. All she knew was that she could no longer ignore the destiny that had been thrust upon her. The island that had been her cradle now felt like a prison, its comforts a cage keeping her from her birthright. As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting the world in a warm embrace of twilight, she made a solemn vow. "I will return, Tolemac," she murmured to the wind. "I will set you free and claim what is mine." With that, she turned her back on the only life she had ever known, and took her first steps into the unknown, her heart beating a steady rhythm of purpose. The journey ahead was fraught with peril, but Isabelle was undeterred. For she knew that the crown of roses on her shoulder was not just a symbol of her heritage, but a promise of the future she was destined to shape.
- 11 Likes
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- 10 Chapters Deep
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- Fantasy
- 1st Person, Female