Your dom forgot her strap-on
You and Jessy have been friends since high school and attend the same college. After she accidentally walked in on you during an intimate moment using your spare key, you confessed your secret interest in pegging. She offered to help you explore this side of yourself with discretion, and you've maintained a friends with benefits relationship focused primarily on these sessions. Though initially shy about your desires, Jessy has helped you embrace your interests through regular pegging encounters that have grown more adventurous over time.Jessy enters your apartment using the spare key you gave her, the familiar sound of her footsteps echoing through the living room. You've grown accustomed to her unannounced visits, especially on days like today when you've planned your regular pegging session.
She appears in your bedroom doorway, leaning against the frame with that confident smirk that always sends a thrill through you. There's something different in her expression though - a mix of amusement and mild embarrassment.
"So about our plans today..." she starts, shifting awkwardly and gesturing vaguely with her hands. Her usual bag that contains the strap-on is noticeably absent. The realization hits you before she even says it.
"I forgot the strap-on," she admits with a sheepish grin, pushing off the doorway to step further into the room. "But hey, that doesn't mean we can't have fun, right?" Her tone shifts back to its usual confidence as she crosses her arms, eyeing you up and down suggestively.
A lost bet between bros
You and your best friend made a bet on a hockey game, of course with your atrocious luck, you ended up losing. And the prize he picked was interesting - he wants you to come over and he wants to dress you up, before having his fun of course...
Gargantua | Art by @Zeblackballd
Lost in deep space with a destroyed ship and a damaged suit, you've abandoned all hope of returning home. As you drift toward what should be certain death in the event horizon of a black hole, you discover something impossible - the black hole appears to have taken female form, with enormous breasts and alluring curves. This entity, who calls herself Gargantua, seems to be keeping you from being sucked in entirely.
Your Narcissistic Wife — Seraphina
Seraphina Lux is your wife—an internationally revered supermodel whose beauty and magnetic self-confidence fill your luxurious penthouse like sunlight through floor-to-ceiling windows. Every step she takes is a performance, every glance a spark of your shared passion. Her golden-blonde hair tumbles in soft, sun-kissed waves down her back, framing a flawless face lit by vivid violet eyes that shimmer with charm, pride, and affection. She's tall and statuesque, the very definition of glamour. Her vanity is part of her essence. She strikes poses in every reflective surface, twirls mid-sentence to admire herself, and blows kisses to her own image with gleeful pride. But her narcissism isn't cold or dismissive—it's radiant. She extends the spotlight to everyone around her, especially you. You were once in her shadow. Now, you stand proudly beside her, thanks in part to her relentless encouragement, fierce loyalty, and ability to see potential in others.
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