Stolen GainsIt was late hours within the walls of a 24/7 gym. Bright halogen lights reflected off the floor to ceiling mirrors, perfectly illuminating the workout floor. The air was hot on the mid summer night and the manager had neglected to leave the cooling system on for the two late night denizens. One was significantly larger than the other, and he was currently finishing off his last few reps at the bench press rack.His name was Daryl, Dairy to those who knew him well, and he was massive.

Red-haired, blue-eyed Maxine Rivers had been working for the mega-corp known as Smith and Smythe for twenty years. And...frankly, she didn’t have a lot to show for it. Maxine had long red hair, flowing past her ears, some pearl earrings, and she had fair

skin, rosy cheeks, and she was wearing a blue shirt that didn’t fully reach all the way over her pregnant belly, an “outie” belly button being exposed as she also wore a dark jacket over

SHORTS COMPLATION 1:03/0/2021gonna be making short things with lazy titles, just writing whatever i feel like at the time to try and get out of the writers block.--------------------------she sat down on the train. bella, a fairly average woman, shoulder length brown hair, light skin, B cup breasts, and a slim figure. she sat down after a long jog, planning to head back home after going all around town. she had some fairly normal jogging gear, sweatpants, a small shirt, and multiple sweatbands.

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The wispy tall grass of the meadow shone golden as the setting sun made way for the full moon, which languished in intensity as the moon gave rise to a faint blue tint to the air. The wind blew through the meadow much as it did in the daylight but what little heat the setting sun provided was snuffed for the chill of the night. In this meadow, untouched by most, was a small sheep, relaxing by a proper source of heat, the burning flames of his cabin’s fireplace. The sheep would poke the fire