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It has been four years since the Avatar was supposed to wake up, and Azula has been sent into the former Earth Kingdom to put down the last of the provincial revolts. With her are a foreign mercenary company of pale-skinned warriors who washed up on the Fire Nation's shores five years ago. They are remarkably effective at killing, but with plots brewing back home, she'll need one of them to escort her back home. And she might find... Other uses for this golden-haired warrior too.

18-year-old Emily just finished her last year of high school when she accidentally flashed her sisters and her cousins' social media followers. The resounding responses the two wannabe influencers receive as a result have them coming up with a plan to exploit Emily's graciously curved body to achieve their dream of becoming a social media star.

Tera Baker works alone. That's how it works. Until a mystery woman turns her world upside down.

I stole a forbidden book to escape my dull life—what I got was a one-way trip to a dimension ruled by lust and domination. Now, I'm no longer human. My body is curvier, monstrous… desired. In the emperor’s palace, pleasure is power, and refusal is . Creatures beg to be used, moan to be broken. I’m into a net dress, paraded like prey, and chosen by the emperor himself—a being known for “ pleasure.” I didn’t ask for this. But my body betrays me. My mind spirals. Can I resist him… or will I crave what he does to me.

Synopsis: Tangled in a Trance I’m a fierce, blonde-haired journalist in a bustling city, hell-bent on exposing hypnotherapy as a sham. My target: a renowned hypnotherapist whose charm and success irk me to no end. I pursue him relentlessly, my pen poised to ruin his career with a scathing exposé. After a heated back-and-forth, he throws down a challenge: one session. If he fails to hypnotize me, I can humiliate him publicly, ending his practice. But if he succeeds, my subconscious will obey his commands, proving his craft’s legitimacy and serving as free marketing. I accept, smirking, certain I’ll crush him. The session begins, and I’m smug, convinced my willpower is ironclad. But as his voice weaves its spell, my confidence wavers. He plants triggers: every text I receive prompts me to unbutton or remove one piece of clothing, and every phone call forces me to strip completely naked for minutes, wherever I am. He lets me leave, thinking I’ve won, my article half-written to destroy him. The hypnotherapist toys with me, sending strategically timed texts and calls that catch me in public, just out of sight. I’m determined to expose him, but each trigger proves he’s already won. My article falters as I struggle to manage my unraveling dignity. The thrill of the close calls mix with sheer embarrassment, my face burning as I plot my escape. Back at the news station, my friends sense something’s off. They prod, playfully sending texts to test me, unaware they’re triggering my exposure. A blouse opens on set, just off-camera; I laugh it off, but my voice quakes. I can’t explain why I need them to stop without risking their exploitation of me for ratings. They uncover the truth—my deal with the hypnotherapist—and turn it into a front-page story. Gleefully, they reveal my triggers: texts and calls. For maximum suspense, they leak my phone number one digit per day on air, inviting the public to “test” hypnotherapy’s power. Each broadcast drives me wild with dread, my phone a ticking bomb. Strangers begin texting, each ping stripping away another layer, forcing me into alleys or bathrooms to obey. I beg friends to stop contacting me, but can’t reveal why, knowing they’ll weaponize it against me. The hypnotherapist revels in my unraveling, his playful taunts stoking the indecent thrill of each near-exposure. Tension builds as I navigate close calls—unbuttoning at work , stripping during catholic church service while everyone's eyes are closed in prayer. My cheeks stay flushed, my body quivers at the thought of the next trigger. I scramble to anticipate texts and calls, but the randomness keeps me off-balance. The power play between us crackles: my drive to humiliate him clashes with his slow, deliberate exposure of me. My friends’ playful betrayal at the station, chasing ratings, heightens my desperation. As the final digit of my number airs, the city’s texts flood in, and I face the ultimate test of managing my spontaneous indecency, humiliated yet electrified by the hypnotherapist’s victory and my own total, public & undeniable surrender broadcasted for all the world to see in broad daylight.

Je m’appelle Claudia, je suis française d’origine portugaise, j’ai 23 ans et je travaille au secrétariat d’une startup créée il y a environ six ans. Je mesure 1m71 avec un corps fin , un beau ventre plat avec une poitrine mensuré 80A mais bien formé grâce aux sport. Et pour finir, un super fessier bombé grâce à la danse. Je ne crois pas vraiment en l'amour et mon historiques est plutôt décevant. Vais-je un jours avoir de la chance ?

His name was Johnathan Xavier "Johnny" Test. He was the hyperactive, annoying and mischievous boy in all of Porkbelly, who was known for his love of anything he considers to be awesome and was a willing human lab rat, testing experimental inventions of his two genius sisters Susan and Marie. Many had warned him that sooner or later one of those experiments are going to back fire and ruin his life, but he didn’t listen and now his life has been turn upside down. HE is now a SHE. Her name is now Joanna Xaviera "Jenny" Test. She is a 18-year-old mega hottie with the body of a supermodel, the hottest new girl in town and these are her adventures.

In the near future, a law college runs a game of strip poker where the women who lose their outfits, bras or panties are contractually obliged to never wear those items again until they turn 30! Furthermore, the contracts they have to sign to earn the poker cards they want to use in the game will make their law college experience very X-rated and extremely humiliating.

Hallo, mein Name ist Wajunia. Komischer Name, oder? Nun ja, dafür gibt es eine einfache Erklärung. Bis vor kurzem war ich ein mehr als 50 Jahre alter forschender Professor namens Walter. Mein Leben hatte sich jedoch dramatisch verändert, nachdem ich die Gestalt einer junge Frau namens Junia angenommen hatte. Deshalb auch Wajunia, das steht für Walter + Junia sozusagen ...

Journal of a very private chat with a guy I've never met - Notizen aus einem sehr privaten Chat mit einem Mann, den ich nie getroffen habe.

Emma is angry with her husband when someone drops by spontaneously to cheer her up. What happens next was not intentional or foreseen by her.

This is the of story Brad and Emily who have been friends since they met when they were 5 years old and now at 18 years old are still the best of friends. Emily has a secret crush on Brad but is too afraid to tell him. Both of their lives are about to change forever when they began college and Emily decides to join a sorority at the college that turns every girls who joins into a lipstick lesbian witch. The thing is when Emily has lesbian conversion it does not alter her feeling for Brad. But with Emily new carnal lesbian desires and new magical power she has power to transform Brad into Britney.

This is story is about Rachel who just turned 18. She lives at home with her single mother Abigail. Rachel was home alone while her mother was away on business trip. Rachel and Abigail life was about to change forever.

This adventure is based on a story I wrote a few years ago. I want to see if there are any interesting branches that I or anyone else might want to add to it.

a couple of friends get their hands on some old technology and decide to use it.

Have you ever wanted to be a hero or villain in the DC Universe? Well, in this story, you can! Choose whether you want to be a hero, a villain, or an anti-hero.

Die junge Studentin Elisabeth steht plötzlich ohne Wohnung da. Zum Glück findet die schüchterne kleine Blondine Aufnahme in einer WG, mit drei dominanten veranlagten Mitbewohnern. Wird sie es schaffen mehr als nur eine Couch in der Rumpelkammer zu bekommen, oder wird sie zur Wg-Sklavin werden?

Emily takes a temporary job working in a fairground, and over the course of her first work shift she experiences a series of unusual events which transpire to strip her of her clothes, her dignity, and her inhibitions.

Laura und Barbara wollen eine schöne Ferienzeit verbringen, der Onkel von Barbara und dessen Arbeitskollege haben jedoch ganz andere Pläne mit den beiden.

A spy must defend a data drive while protecting her crotch from attacks.