ProlificWriter
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Part 3 by ProlificWriter
Chapter 5 in The (Unfortunate) Party
The house was quiet except for the faint hum of the TV in the living room, its blue glow spilling into the hallway. Olivia Rodrigo, 18 and freshly home from a late-night rehearsal, slipped off her sneakers by the door. She was a vision of youthful beauty—her petite 5’5” frame wra...
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Part 2 by ProlificWriter
Chapter 4 in The (Unfortunate) Party
The vocal studio was a small, soundproof room tucked away in the back of the music school, its walls lined with foam panels and a single window too high to reach. Olivia Rodrigo, 18 and brimming with raw talent, stood by the piano, her dark hair falling in loose waves over her sh...
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Olivia Flashback by ProlificWriter
Chapter 3 in The (Unfortunate) Party
The night was thick with humidity, the kind that clung to the skin and made every breath feel heavy. Olivia Rodrigo, barely 18, had taken a wrong turn after a late-night rehearsal in a part of the city she didn’t know. Her phone was dead, her GPS useless, and the streets she wand...
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TayTay Flashback by ProlificWriter
Chapter 3 in The (Unfortunate) Party
The air in the small venue still buzzed with the fading echoes of applause as Taylor Swift, an 18-year-old singer with dreams bigger than the dingy stage she’d just left, wiped sweat from her brow. Her blonde curls clung to her neck, damp from the heat of the lights and the energ...
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Later that day… by ProlificWriter
Chapter 6 in The (Unfortunate) Party
After Olivia had been brutalized she skipped the tour, instead going to apply for a gig. The audition room was dimly lit, a single lamp casting long shadows over the worn leather couch where Olivia Rodrigo sat, her arms crossed tight. She’d killed it onstage, her voice still ring...
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Bring Margaery Tyrell by ProlificWriter
Chapter 4 in Game of Thrones: What if?
"Margaery Tyrell!" Littlefinger says. Good Choice my Grace.. she is very.. comely. About an hour later Robert is met with Margaery in his bed chamber. She is technically married to Renly in this world, Robert had learned. He stood and kissed Margaery roughly and with passion, c...
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Fuck Cersei by ProlificWriter
Chapter 3 in Game of Thrones: What if?
Robert decides to have some fun first. He clambers atop his sleeping wife, clamping his gigantic hand down over her mouth as he viciously tears her nightgown apart. Before long she awakes and screams through his hand as Robert palms and mauls her fuckable body No! Stop! Please!"...
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What?!? by ProlificWriter
Chapter 9 in Game of Thrones: What if?
“I guess all the horniness went to me eh…” Robert said as he kissed her neck. She tried to reassure herself that Robert would not her again. She tried to ignore the fact that he had already done it once. But she couldn't. She couldn't help but remember how good his cock felt...
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The next day by ProlificWriter
Chapter 8 in Game of Thrones: What if?
Later that day, Margaery was called upon by the king to "join him in a private tour of the Red Keep." She knew that this meant he wanted to her again, and she was terrified. "No" she thought. "He won't. Not here. He wouldn't risk it." She tried to reassure herself that Rob...
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Loras comes back for seconds by ProlificWriter
Chapter 7 in Game of Thrones: What if?
"Hey, whore" he said, grabbing her hips. "L-Loras, no" she sobbed. "Shut up" he spat. He positioned his cock at her cunt, and shoved it inside. "O-ouch!" Margaery screamed. "Quiet, slut" He began pumping in and out of her cunt, grunting. "Ahh, you're so tight""It hurts!" s...
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