A Willing Meal by spswift
 
April 7th, 6EPR:
 
“Exciting livestream! You don't want to miss this! 6:00 PM tonight!” That was the message that Ian had posted on his feed. His mother Harriet had linked to it on her page too, encouraging her friends to watch it too, whatever it was.
 
Almost all of Ian's friends were ready to watch. He'd never done something like this before, and wasn't responding to their requests for hints in his private messages. Whatever it was, they wante

Marigold landed on the railing of the airship,
Zephyr's Song
. Below her the world was getting smaller and smaller as the city they took off from grew more distant. The capital's skyscrapers were the last of the buildings to vanish from sight, the spires of metal falling away and getting smaller and smaller now.


The trip had been a sudden surprise for the two. They had been pulled away from their small world which was now bec

Ever since Sabrina hit her second trimester, she has hardly been able to get a wink of sleep. That is until her husband, David, found a herbal remedy that finally allowed her to sleep through all the kicks at night.
  What Sabrina didn't know is that David had been planning for this. David has always had certain fantasies that he never felt he could share. Mainly, the idea of shoving someone down his cock. But once Sabrina told him she was pregnant, he realized he could finally make his fan

Samantha huffed as she wrung out her jersey over the sink once more. Thankfully, this wasn't the first time she'd come back from P.E. to discover her clothes dumped in a puddle in the locker room, so the nerdy girl was pretty used to it.
She'd rather not be used to it, of course. Why did Beatrix have to be such a bitch? That stupid, stuck-up cheerleader had been harrassing her all year for no reason, with stupid, petty things like this. It sucked. Beatrix sucked. High school sucked. Graduation b

Woman:
“HELP! PLEASE SOMEONE FUCKING HELP ME!”





I did my best to ignore the screaming and crying happening

less than fifteen feet from

but morbid curiosity and me simply being a nosey bitch meant I wound up looking anyway, just in time to see the poor girls

tear stained face disappear

Kicking her shoes off, Sonja collapsed onto her couch with a groan. Another long day of work complete.
“Lillie, you there?”
An affirmative ding echoes from deeper inside the house, shortly followed by the quiet footsteps of Sonja's robotic maid.
“Welcome home, my lady!” The robot, Lillie, greeted in her usual soft voice. “Is there anything you require?”
“Yeah, can you get me a drink?”
“Of course, my lady!” Lillie replied cheerily, but w