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May
by pile69
Chapter 2 in The Printer
The photo is still open on your phone when the printer finishes. You'd scrolled past it three times before you let yourself stop. It's a shot you took last week, a Thursday, from the far end of the student union's second-floor balcony, the one that overlooks the atrium. May had...
2 days ago 3,437 Words 1 Likes 147 Views -
Making your way to their flat
by pile69
Chapter 8 in The Printer
The evening air is cool against Cathy's skin as you step out of your building, and the sensation is strange—different nerve endings, different sensitivity, the wind finding places on her body that yours doesn't have. You pull the door shut behind you, and the sound of it clicking...
3 days ago 1,694 Words 3 Likes 134 Views -
Just a fresh start
by pile69
Chapter 7 in The Printer
The hollow Cathy skin lies on the floor like a discarded thought. You stare at it, at the slack mouth and empty eyes, and your own cock twitches against your thigh—small, pale, forgettable. The shame burns, but underneath it, something else is already stirring. Hunger. Not for re...
4 days ago 1,094 Words 4 Likes 190 Views -
Leaving her body again
by pile69
Chapter 6 in The Printer
The afterglow holds you like warm water. Your cheek presses into the couch cushion, the fabric rough against Cathy's skin, and every nerve in her body still hums with a low, satisfied current. The candle sits deep inside your ass, a solid, unyielding presence that keeps you tethe...
5 days ago 1,292 Words 6 Likes 200 Views -
Try her ass
by pile69
Chapter 5 in The Printer
Your breath is still ragged, your chest still heaving, when the thought forms. Not a question this time—an intention. Cathy’s memories pulse beneath your skin, vivid and specific, and among them, one set burns brighter than the rest: the nights Matt spent fucking her ass, the way...
6 days ago 1,251 Words 5 Likes 224 Views -
A little roleplay
by pile69
Chapter 10 in The Printer
You meet your own eyes in the mirror. Your mother's eyes. Blue, tired at the corners, a flicker of something amused in them. You let your hand drop from her breast. You cover yourself instead—one arm across her chest, palm hiding her cleavage, the other hand pressing flat agains...
6 days ago 1,086 Words 6 Likes 251 Views -
Take a proper look
by pile69
Chapter 9 in The Printer
Your hand hovers at the hem. The mirror shows your mother’s face, lips parted, the pale column of her throat. You watch yourself do it. Then fingers close on fabric, and you lift. The hem rises slowly. The white sundress sliding up over tanned calves, knees, the soft inner thigh...
1 week ago 1,203 Words 5 Likes 270 Views -
A new familiar body
by pile69
Chapter 8 in The Printer
The shower is a revelation. You step under the spray as Dan, and the water hits a body that is not yours in every conceivable way. His shoulders are broad but soft, the muscles buried under a layer of flesh that absorbs the heat differently than your own bony frame ever did. The...
1 week ago 2,237 Words 6 Likes 304 Views -
Fun with a candle
by pile69
Chapter 4 in The Printer
The orgasm fades, but the heat doesn't. It lingers, a low thrum in your veins, a second pulse beating beneath Cathy's skin. Your chest still heaves. Your thighs are slick. And already, between your legs, that familiar ache is returning, insistent and greedy. You sit up. The move...
1 week ago 2,615 Words 6 Likes 313 Views -
Fun in her flat
by pile69
Chapter 10 in The Printer
The sweater comes off first. You grab the hem and pull, and the wool slides up your ribs, over your saggy breasts, and catches on a dreadlock. You shake your head, and the ropes of hair swing, and it comes free. You drop it on the floor. The tanktop is next. You peel it over you...
1 week ago 1,514 Words 7 Likes 310 Views -
Wren's flat
by pile69
Chapter 9 in The Printer
The memory surfaces as you’re reaching for the towel—Wren’s memory, fresh from this morning. She left her flat at 8:47 AM, her keys in the canvas tote’s front pocket, shoved under a crumpled receipt. She won’t be back until late. A bookstore meeting, then drinks with Jess. You d...
1 week ago 1,106 Words 5 Likes 354 Views -
Enjoying her body and memories
by pile69
Chapter 8 in The Printer
Your fingers are still between her legs, and the memory lingers like smoke. Wren, alone, coming quickly, rolling over to sleep. That was the surface. But beneath it, the memories churn, deeper and warmer, and you let them rise. You're in a living room. Not yours—a different fla...
1 week ago 1,995 Words 4 Likes 424 Views -
Enjoy your new body
by pile69
Chapter 3 in The Printer
Your hand stops just above the skin. The air between your palm and Cathy’s mound feels charged, electric, a gap you could measure in millimeters but that stretches like a chasm. You let your hand fall. The touch is soft at first, tentative—the pads of your fingers brushing thro...
1 week ago 1,584 Words 7 Likes 514 Views -
The leftist next door
by pile69
Chapter 7 in The Printer
The window glass is cool against your forehead. You're still naked from the dissolution, still standing in the kitchen with the vinegar smell fading, when movement below catches your eye. Third floor. The flat beneath yours. You've seen her maybe a dozen times—always in passing,...
1 week ago 1,291 Words 5 Likes 550 Views -
Your best friend
by pile69
Chapter 7 in The Printer
The morning light has shifted by the time you make up your mind. It's no longer pale and indifferent; it's full and warm, pooling on the kitchen floor in golden rectangles. You've showered, dressed in the same hoodie and jeans you wore yesterday, and made coffee that's gone cold...
2 weeks ago 2,355 Words 7 Likes 544 Views -
Cathy
by pile69
Chapter 2 in The Printer
The suit lies across your desk like a shed skin, except it isn’t shed—it’s new, impossibly new, the fabric warm and faintly pulsing under your fingertips. You reach out and touch it. The surface is exactly like touching your own arm after a hot shower, soft and pliant and alive....
2 weeks ago 2,305 Words 8 Likes 859 Views -
The next morning
by pile69
Chapter 6 in The Printer
Light seeps through your cheap blinds, orange and invasive, cutting across your face. You stir, and the first thing you notice is the weight on your chest. Not your chest. Her chest. You're still Janice. Still wearing her skin. Still naked, tangled in damp sheets that smell lik...
2 weeks ago 1,265 Words 8 Likes 760 Views -
Makeshift dildo
by pile69
Chapter 5 in The Printer
The air in your bedroom is thick with the smell of sex—Janice’s scent, your scent, the evidence of two orgasms already spent. Your thighs are slick, your chest still heaving, but the hunger isn’t gone. It should be. Any normal woman would be done by now. Janice would be done. H...
2 weeks ago 1,218 Words 7 Likes 795 Views -
Cancel your plans with Dan
by pile69
Chapter 4 in The Printer
Your thumb moves before your brain catches up. > "gonna skip tonight sorry feeling off" Dan replies instantly: "no worries man hope ur ok" You don't answer. The phone goes face-down on the sink, and the reflection in the mirror is already shifting, the woman's lips curling int...
2 weeks ago 923 Words 8 Likes 822 Views -
Your best friend texts you
by pile69
Chapter 3 in The Printer
Your fingers find your mouth before you've decided to bring them there. The taste is salt and something muskier, something that belongs to Janice. Your tongue curls around your middle finger, cleaning it slowly, and your eyes stay locked on the reflection. The woman in the mirro...
2 weeks ago 944 Words 10 Likes 997 Views
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