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a story i saw in a site that dont have much activity so i will just contnue it here because i liked the idea is a story about a ray gun that turns man and woman into sexier versions of themselves body and mind

As Sheena you are cursed to the words "I Bet....................."

I just joined this site today and this is my first story. I've been working on this story for a while, and was intending on posting it on Literotica. I still intend to do that, but I also found out this site and figured other versions of my story might also be fun. I'm releasing my contributions—this site permitting—into the public domain, though I reserve the right to mock unattributed plagiarism (particularly if it's bad). The field's wide open. I'm going to do my thing, you'll do yours—though you might want to contact me by whatever PM system, or better still a forum thread, this site has for advice or discussions on continuity. The Club's several hundred hectares in size, disproportionately female, they're naked in much of the place—including barefoot, no sex in some of the area, groping of (consenting) women in most of it, and sex permitted in a few relatively small parts. Some of the women are totally naked (i.e. not even jewelry); some, such as many wives, wear expensive jewelry and dine in elegant rooms; some are collared and leashed; some are hippie-chicks who might not shave and might spend some of their time in allocated mud huts; et al. While this story is in English, I'd be humoured by versions in foreign languages. There's little or no plot in my contributions, just a narrative. I'm writing as an omniscient third person POV but you can do whatever you want. Maybe you're a member of this club—and thus likely a multi-millionaire, or a guest sponsored by one, or a female "gender sponsor" paid by members to show up naked so they can maintain the high female-to-male ratio (about 5 or 6 women to 1 man in the Main CMNF Area). In the latter, you might also be paid more to have sex with them, or not. If not, you can likely do a lot of things you want to at the Club, or maybe unofficially paid to do: swim, play soccer, play volleyball, tennis on actual grass, ping-pong, billiards, read, listen to live music, practice music, play music, do some gardening, paint, sculpt, dance (no striptease, of course, as you're naked from beginning to end of any dance), do yoga, jog, cook, clean, eat, launder men's clothes, sleep in one of the bunks in the large sleeping areas, whatever: depending on your agreement, you might not even have to talk to the guy who paid you. Just don't mind the guys' gawking. I intend it as a warm heartening feel-good story about lots of naked women with a relatively few clothed guys enjoying a lovely time at this country club or country-club-of-sorts.

You're a collage student just trying to get by despite the many hypnotic forces around you. Will you somehow make it through with your mind intact? (You won't)

A new super-villain has one thing on his mind...super heroines.

2 simple words gain lots of power

School decides sex is a necessary activity for a healthy mind.

Haze, a strangely colored and immensely powerful greninja , leaves his trainer to discover the truth about his mother's disappearance, confused and impulsive, he often zones out for long periods of time, hundreds of things racing through his mind all at once. And at the same time, a dark rises slowly and to everyone else, invisibly.

As Shen Yuan regained consciousness from a slight dizziness, his feet were already on solid ground. The air was filled with the cacophony of hawkers' cries, a strange scent of spices, and even a faint, tingling electric sensation. He looked down and saw that he was still wearing his modern casual clothes, while everyone around him was dressed in ancient attire, wearing Taoist robes and carrying swords—a stark contrast to his surroundings. "Where did you give this to me?" Shen Yuan only remembered taking a nap, and when he woke up, he found himself thrown into this strange world. Just as he was completely bewildered, a loli voice suddenly popped into his mind: "Ding dong! Your newbie gift pack has arrived in your account, please check it out~ Dear!"

A record of how I ended up with a mind altering smart phone and what I did with it.

A new sarcophagus delivered to the National Museum contains a long sealed secret. What will it bring to modern world.

Players raise the stakes by betting changes to their body, mind, history and reality.

Dale Curtis, a 'down on his luck' man is granted the gift of possession after receiving a continual shock of 34K Volts. His essence is absorbed into the substation he is working on when he receives the giant shock, firing through the power lines, towards his first vessel. This story is loosely inspired by an adult video lodged deep into the back of my mind which I have not been able to find in writing this where some form of spirit used electrical lines to reach people to possess. I believed this to be ‘Fleshwalkers’ but now after rewatching I’m not so sure..hopefully in writing this it may be uncovered. Thanks for reading, please let me know opinions, suggestions etc. This is my first published story after spending so long in this community. Appreciate you all. Hope you enjoy it! Chapters will be added as regularly as possible.

A feminine fox boy named Whispy explores an abandoned laboratory with all kinds of mind/body altering tech.

The vast majority of people fall almost completely and utterly within the average. Maybe they're notably more intelligent, or stronger than the average, getting outside the standard deviation or two that most of the population lies within. So, what happens if after - or, perhaps, during - , someone found out they were actually exceptional? And, even better, got a second chance? <[(I'm not including it as a primary tag because the usual (sexual/fetishistic) connotations don't apply, but there will be 'gender-bender' in this story, that being actual transgender/transsexual characters who undergo physical transition, both MtF and FtM. The main character does not, and is male throughout the entire story. Along with that, there's some general exploration of sex and gender and sexuality - I approach that sort of thing with an eye to realism in general. If you don't like that, don't read. If you think you won't mind it and end up not, don't complain.)]>

You are a 22-year old dude, finally returning home from college. One day, you are sitting in your room, when you feel a rush of wind come over you, and a thought implanted into your mind. Your life will change forever, and there are a lot of women who have pissed you off over the years.

This is a world dominated by large portals that shift ecosystems and spawn monsters that cause the mind to babble and bray. This story comprises the journey of many wastelanders who have molded the remains of the world through their words and deeds.

When a perv slob gets infected by an alien virus he discover that anyone who is infected by him will become another version of him. Soon he starts to copy his mind in the bodies of neighbors, family and everyone he can reach. With all this power nothing is out of question.

After discovering a body altering invention, you decided to try out all those odd fantasies and thoughts that ever crossed your mind. You can turn into anything or anyone, hell you might even find a way to change other people. Be that 20 year old college girl and see what actually goes on in the dorms at night. Use or you powers to trick or treat your loved ones and friends. Thankfully the device also helps you blend in, but careful if anyone tries too hard to look into who you are you might be exposed.

You are a Tharn, part of an advanced alien race- well... not really. Your "race" is a sentient ball of slime that was able to take over the minds of an advanced alien race and you've been using them to take over the galaxy. Unfortunately, that takes a really long time to do. You're bored out of your mind until you find a pleasant little planet populated by a most entertaining race of primitives. Earth. (All pictures are more of a suggestion than how a character or scene actually looks.)