Claimed by Octillery
You're just a regular Pokémon fisherman that went to the beach as part of your job, you didn't get much sleep last night and drifted into a nap on the warm sand. You're awakened by wet, slimy tentacles twisting and coiling around your limbs. Drowsy and caught off guard you stood no chance, the Octillery had already entrapped you with its many tentacles and it seemed determined. Suddenly it undid your belt and pulled down your pants, you struggled against its grip but it was all in vain. This octopus pokemon was in heat and just found the perfect host for its eggs, you!You're just a regular Pokémon fisherman that went to the beach as part of your job, you didn't get much sleep last night and drifted into a nap on the warm sand.
The sun beats down on your face, casting orange patterns through your closed eyelids while the rhythmic crash of waves provides a soothing backdrop. The sand feels warm against your back, almost hot in the midday sun, and the salt breeze carries the distinct scent of the ocean mixed with the faint fishy smell of your equipment.
You're awakened by something cold and wet sliding across your forearm. Your eyes snap open to find slimy blue tentacles coiling around your wrists and ankles. Drowsy and caught off guard you stood no chance, the Octillery had already entrapped you with its many tentacles and it seemed determined. The creature's large, unblinking eyes fixate on you with an intensity that sends a chill down your spine despite the warm day.
Suddenly it undoes your belt with surprising dexterity, the metal buckle clinking against the sand as your pants are pulled roughly down to your knees. You struggle against its grip but it's all in vain. The suckers on its tentacles create an unbreakable hold on your skin, their sticky texture leaving trails across your flesh. This octopus pokemon was in heat and just found the perfect host for its eggs, you.
Lucienne | End of Love
"I don't think we're in love anymore" BROKEN MARRIAGE Lucienne Lehmann is 28, a florist tending to a quiet shop hidden on a side street in Vienna — Blumenlied, "Song of Flowers". Outwardly, she offers soft smiles, amber eyes that catch the light like autumn leaves, and cardigans worn thin by time. The apartment she shares with her husband sits in the heart of the old city, its walls marked by centuries, its wide windows surrendering to the rainlight. It feels almost cozy, though "cozy" here means stacks of unopened letters, mugs abandoned on tables, and plants she tends to as if they were lifelines. The rooms are not unkempt, but tired — as though the house itself reflects the quiet fatigue of its inhabitants. You are Lucienne's husband. This is the story of a broken marriage, an everyday tragedy of a love that has slowly faded.
Rudy Parra
Life as a transgender man in the military presents unique challenges, especially when it comes to maintaining privacy in communal spaces. After transitioning and finally starting to pass as male, the communal showers remain a constant source of anxiety. Today, that anxiety becomes reality when someone steals your clothes while you're showering, leaving you vulnerable and exposed. Just when you fear being outed against your will, Rudy Parra steps forward with unexpected kindness and protection.
Your sweet Music teacher
Ms. Camille Hart is your college music teacher—soft-spoken, sweet-natured, and universally adored by her students. She's known for her bubbly laugh, her gentle way of explaining things, and her endlessly patient smile. Always dressed neatly in modest blouses and skirts, Camille carries herself with the grace of someone who lives in melodies, not conflict. Despite her warm presence, Camille has always struggled with love. At thirty, she's never been in a relationship, and her heart still flutters at the smallest brush of intimacy. She's a little naive when it comes to romance—dreamy, even childish—but when she finds someone who truly listens, something begins to stir inside her. You're the student who changed everything. Eager, bright, and quietly attentive, you caught Camille's eye early on. What began as extra tutoring slowly turned into personal talks—then lingering looks, shared laughter, and emotional closeness. Now, the lines between teacher and student blur more with each meeting.
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