Chapters tagged ai

by Xolodnik

Chapter 16

Kyle leaned back in the office chair, his cock still slick and half-hard, watching Ulma's blank face with a satisfied smirk. He'd just filled her pussy with a thick load, and now she was waiting, patient and mechanical, for his next command. He considered his options. He was kin...

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Chapter 17

Kyle slowly woke on the wooden floor, a dull ache throbbing in the back of his head. The ceiling was unfamiliar—wooden beams, exposed, with the faint smell of something cooking nearby. He blinked, trying to piece together how he'd gotten here. The house. Eric's fist. The world g...

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Chapter 18

The first thing Kyle registered was the familiar wet heat. Claire's mouth had become his alarm clock, as reliable as sunrise, her tongue working his morning wood with practiced precision. *Slurp - Slurp... Gluck.* The sounds filled the dim room, wet and rhythmic, punctuated by...

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Chapter 19

February had settled over campus like a wet blanket, gray and cold and miserable. Kyle had been spending more and more time at Ulma and Eric's house, the warmth of their home, and Ulma's pregnant pussy, offering a welcome escape from the dreary winter. The arrangement had become...

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Chapter 20

The words hung in the air, and slowly, painfully, the pieces started clicking into place. The weird behavior. The constant questions about Ulma. He pushed her away, sitting up in bed. "What?" Claire propped herself up on her elbows, her expression innocent. "What? You heard me....

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Chapter 21

The routine was down to a science now. Kyle would show up at the Johansson house around noon, backpack slung over one shoulder, looking like any other student dropping by for extra credit. They'd eat dinner. They'd chat. And after twenty minutes Eric would be doing the dishes, w...

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Chapter 3

_ALARM! This piece of writing was produced with a help from a text generating AI. Additional thanks to frogogre1._ It is a beautiful spring day in the city, the sun is shining brightly and people are enjoying the warmth. Emma, owner of a successful lingerie company, is walking d...

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Chapter 3

"Watch where you are going, dork!", Connor Castellanos' voice boomed through the hallway, causing the usual ripple of laughter to follow. Tommy stumbled, his backpack sliding off his shoulder as he tried to regain his balance. His cheeks flushed with embarrassment, and he stared...

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Chapter 4

Tommy sat in the back of the archaeology lecture hall, his eyes glued to the chalkboard. The words "Neolithic Pottery" scrawled across it in a hasty script that was all too familiar to him. The smell of dusty books and old stone filled the air, but his mind was a thousand years a...

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Chapter 5

Tommy slumped into the cafeteria chair, his tray clattering onto the table. His eyes scanned the room, searching for a familiar face. The smell of greasy fries and overcooked meatloaf however did little to sour his mood, as he could still remember the taste of his archeology prof...

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Chapter 6

Tommy felt a strange mix of satisfaction and guilt. The power he had over these women was exhilarating, but he knew it was a destructive path. He couldn't help but feel a twinge of pity for Molly as he watched her go. Despite her feigned confidence, he knew she felt used. But he...

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Chapter 3

**Disclaimer: AI assisted text ahead** Kyle adjusted his grip on the shopping basket, scanning the express checkout line. Only a few people ahead—he’d be out in no time. He exhaled, shifting his weight from one foot to the other. Then it happened. A man in a wrinkled polo a...

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Chapter 4

Kyle was still standing by his car, the business card clutched tightly in his hand when it happened. He’d just slid into the driver’s seat when a car’s engine revved, followed by the screech of tires. A red sports coupe tore past, the driver swerving sharply as if they hadn’t see...

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Chapter 3

*AI-assisted. What do I mean by "*AI-assisted?*" I mean that I wrote the outline of each part story, fed it to AI to get the text, fixed the style and annoying AI-phrases, fed it to AI again to fix the orthography, then stitched the parts together. Fapped a bit, and posted.*...

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Chapter 4

The stadium was a cathedral of noise. Twenty thousand voices merged into a single, vibrating roar that rattled the cheap seats where Kyle sat. He was poured into a faded jersey that strained across his gut. A thin sheen of sweat, born from the combination of the autumn sun and th...

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Chapter 5

Kyles was not sure if COVID was good or bad for his freshman year at university. On one hand, the online classes meant he could sleep until noon, play games all day, and generally do fuck all. On the other hand, it meant his mother had stopped doing his shopping, citing "viral ex...