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1. Losing the bet in Roommates with benefits
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ctracey
· 30 Jul 2025
Two roommates holed up during quarantine discover a new side of each other when one loses a bet.
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Early Morning News in Women have Needs
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onceatiger
· 17 Jul 2025
Danica makes her first appointment, and hears about recent strange trends in women's behavior on the news.
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Have you heard about Earth crystals, gaya, and soul energy? Surely it's just people rationalizing trauma, but what happens when a young man who has recently graduated with a degree in business administration finds himself in a dire labor market provoked by a recession?
Our protagonist finds himself making the universe work, repairing the lives of middle-aged women directly from the inside. To some people, being the universe's little janitor is better than working in Enron 2.0.
Jack moved to Concordia to accomplish his dreams of making a name for himself and proving that he is worthy of being called a genius. His ambitions are put on hold when the financial market crashes momentarily. Who could have thought that a company that makes carpets couldn't get us to Mars?
After an unfortunate job interview, Jack finds himself getting rolled for a piano and dying. When he awakens in a white limbo, preparing himself to confront heaven or hell, instead, the universe itself tells him that, well, souls after death just become background noise. The universe presents an alternative; he can return to the world of the living if he restores harmony in the lives of some chosen ones. He accepts, although he has no idea what the job is about. Darkness surrounded him, and he lost consciousness.
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Jack, the protagonist. A young man in his early twenties, having just graduated, was the youngest in his school and had the best grades. But being the best doesn't matter when nobody is hiring.
Concordia, the capital city. The city of dreams, so large and densely populated that it could be a state of its own. Filled with joys, sorrows, and lives that Jack needs to repair.
SETTING & WORLD
A world as mundane as our own, but where souls and esoteric forces exist.
Our protagonist finds himself making the universe work, repairing the lives of middle-aged women directly from the inside. To some people, being the universe's little janitor is better than working in Enron 2.0.
Jack moved to Concordia to accomplish his dreams of making a name for himself and proving that he is worthy of being called a genius. His ambitions are put on hold when the financial market crashes momentarily. Who could have thought that a company that makes carpets couldn't get us to Mars?
After an unfortunate job interview, Jack finds himself getting rolled for a piano and dying. When he awakens in a white limbo, preparing himself to confront heaven or hell, instead, the universe itself tells him that, well, souls after death just become background noise. The universe presents an alternative; he can return to the world of the living if he restores harmony in the lives of some chosen ones. He accepts, although he has no idea what the job is about. Darkness surrounded him, and he lost consciousness.
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Jack, the protagonist. A young man in his early twenties, having just graduated, was the youngest in his school and had the best grades. But being the best doesn't matter when nobody is hiring.
Concordia, the capital city. The city of dreams, so large and densely populated that it could be a state of its own. Filled with joys, sorrows, and lives that Jack needs to repair.
SETTING & WORLD
A world as mundane as our own, but where souls and esoteric forces exist.
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For more mind control and possession nanomachine antics, check out Mattslime’s story: “Social Network”
https://www.outfoxstories.com/blog/outline/ctmkurbqbyubntvxrlntoehtfupsbaka/
You develop nanomachines that can go into a persons body, taking control of their mind. From there, you can control them via remote, program an AI to take over their body, or use a VR headset to possess them completely
You is a junior at a large university where he has been working hard on developing nanotechnology that would allow full interface with the subjects brain. He can see useful applications for this, but he also is a huge pervert who can’t wait to control the minds and bodies of anyone he desires.
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You, the inventor of the nanomachines and a huge pervert. Has a mind control and body possession fetish
SETTING & WORLD
Current day on university campus
https://www.outfoxstories.com/blog/outline/ctmkurbqbyubntvxrlntoehtfupsbaka/
You develop nanomachines that can go into a persons body, taking control of their mind. From there, you can control them via remote, program an AI to take over their body, or use a VR headset to possess them completely
You is a junior at a large university where he has been working hard on developing nanotechnology that would allow full interface with the subjects brain. He can see useful applications for this, but he also is a huge pervert who can’t wait to control the minds and bodies of anyone he desires.
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You, the inventor of the nanomachines and a huge pervert. Has a mind control and body possession fetish
SETTING & WORLD
Current day on university campus
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A witch curses you to become an immortal soul eating creature. You have cursed since Emperor Nero died.
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Lucius: You. You became cursed to be a soul eater. You have black hair and Purple eyes. A scar over your left eye.
Eliza: The witch who cursed you for being unfaithful. Your ex-wife.
SETTING & WORLD
An alternative Earth that still has Magic.
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Lucius: You. You became cursed to be a soul eater. You have black hair and Purple eyes. A scar over your left eye.
Eliza: The witch who cursed you for being unfaithful. Your ex-wife.
SETTING & WORLD
An alternative Earth that still has Magic.
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Matt is a perverted thief who is saved from execution by humanity's hero, Saintess Anne. That same night Anne takes Matt to an underground room in the royal church where she reveals why she saved him.
Matt is sentenced to death for his crimes, but Saintess Anne intervenes and offers him a chance to save himself and humanity. Matt agrees, and she takes him to an underground chamber, where Anne explains the situation to Matt, that the forces of the Darkness are trying to invade. But she will soon run out of mana.
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Matt: A perverted thief with a love for stealing jewellery. He is arrogant and has no regard for the law. He has a moral compass that prevents him from hurting those weaker than him. He is saved from execution by the Saintess Anne. He has dark hair, a lean build, and a scar on his face.
Saintess Anne: Humanity's hero and a spiritual leader. She is beautiful, kind, and has a mysterious aura. She is the one who saves Matt from execution. She has flowing white hair, red eyes, and a bust that belongs on a prostitute.
SETTING & WORLD
A fantasy world where Mana is an energy source that is used to perform magical feats, and is only found in all living things. Every soul has a limited quantity. Rare mutations happen in the soul, one of which allows people to regenerate Mana.
Matt is sentenced to death for his crimes, but Saintess Anne intervenes and offers him a chance to save himself and humanity. Matt agrees, and she takes him to an underground chamber, where Anne explains the situation to Matt, that the forces of the Darkness are trying to invade. But she will soon run out of mana.
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Matt: A perverted thief with a love for stealing jewellery. He is arrogant and has no regard for the law. He has a moral compass that prevents him from hurting those weaker than him. He is saved from execution by the Saintess Anne. He has dark hair, a lean build, and a scar on his face.
Saintess Anne: Humanity's hero and a spiritual leader. She is beautiful, kind, and has a mysterious aura. She is the one who saves Matt from execution. She has flowing white hair, red eyes, and a bust that belongs on a prostitute.
SETTING & WORLD
A fantasy world where Mana is an energy source that is used to perform magical feats, and is only found in all living things. Every soul has a limited quantity. Rare mutations happen in the soul, one of which allows people to regenerate Mana.
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Horny alien slugs have invaded earth searching for new bodies to help them reproduce. Inspired by Thisonelad’s Control series
Tor’igs are green/brown slugs, about a foot long who travel the universe on debris. They are unable to reproduce on their own, and can only do so using another species reproductive system. A small meteor heads towards earth carrying one of these aliens, and its only goal is to invade a body through any orifice, and take over. Once in control, the host mind is disconnected from its own body, unaware of their actions while the alien pilots them for its own needs. The Tor’igs can access their host’s memories.
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Tor’igs- slug like aliens who can invade a human body through any orifice. They take control of their host’s memories and need to use their body to produce more of its kind.
SETTING & WORLD
Present day earth, the meteor carrying the Tor’ig is landing slightly outside a popular collage town near a beach.
Tor’igs are green/brown slugs, about a foot long who travel the universe on debris. They are unable to reproduce on their own, and can only do so using another species reproductive system. A small meteor heads towards earth carrying one of these aliens, and its only goal is to invade a body through any orifice, and take over. Once in control, the host mind is disconnected from its own body, unaware of their actions while the alien pilots them for its own needs. The Tor’igs can access their host’s memories.
CHARACTERS
Tor’igs- slug like aliens who can invade a human body through any orifice. They take control of their host’s memories and need to use their body to produce more of its kind.
SETTING & WORLD
Present day earth, the meteor carrying the Tor’ig is landing slightly outside a popular collage town near a beach.
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Have you heard about Earth crystals, gaya, and soul energy? Surely it's just people rationalizing trauma, but what happens when a young man who has recently graduated with a degree in business administration finds himself in a dire labor market provoked by a recession?
Our protagonist finds himself making the universe work, repairing the lives of middle-aged women directly from the inside. To some people, being the universe's little janitor is better than working in Enron 2.0.
Jack moved to Concordia to accomplish his dreams of making a name for himself and proving that he is worthy of being called a genius. His ambitions are put on hold when the financial market crashes momentarily. Who could have thought that a company that makes carpets couldn't get us to Mars?
After an unfortunate job interview, Jack finds himself getting rolled for a piano and dying. When he awakens in a white limbo, preparing himself to confront heaven or hell, instead, the universe itself tells him that, well, souls after death just become background noise. The universe presents an alternative; he can return to the world of the living if he restores harmony in the lives of some chosen ones. He accepts, although he has no idea what the job is about. Darkness surrounded him, and he lost consciousness.
CHARACTERS
Jack, the protagonist. A young man in his early twenties, having just graduated, was the youngest in his school and had the best grades. But being the best doesn't matter when nobody is hiring.
Concordia, the capital city. The city of dreams, so large and densely populated that it could be a state of its own. Filled with joys, sorrows, and lives that Jack needs to repair.
SETTING & WORLD
A world as mundane as our own, but where souls and esoteric forces exist.
Our protagonist finds himself making the universe work, repairing the lives of middle-aged women directly from the inside. To some people, being the universe's little janitor is better than working in Enron 2.0.
Jack moved to Concordia to accomplish his dreams of making a name for himself and proving that he is worthy of being called a genius. His ambitions are put on hold when the financial market crashes momentarily. Who could have thought that a company that makes carpets couldn't get us to Mars?
After an unfortunate job interview, Jack finds himself getting rolled for a piano and dying. When he awakens in a white limbo, preparing himself to confront heaven or hell, instead, the universe itself tells him that, well, souls after death just become background noise. The universe presents an alternative; he can return to the world of the living if he restores harmony in the lives of some chosen ones. He accepts, although he has no idea what the job is about. Darkness surrounded him, and he lost consciousness.
CHARACTERS
Jack, the protagonist. A young man in his early twenties, having just graduated, was the youngest in his school and had the best grades. But being the best doesn't matter when nobody is hiring.
Concordia, the capital city. The city of dreams, so large and densely populated that it could be a state of its own. Filled with joys, sorrows, and lives that Jack needs to repair.
SETTING & WORLD
A world as mundane as our own, but where souls and esoteric forces exist.
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I'm Alex, a nurse major in college.
My roommate is Terrence, an engineering major in college.
We are roommates. We are trapped inside due to quarantine policies.
The quarantine forced everyone to stay indoors. Lucky for me, I wasn’t stuck by myself—I was holed up with my roommate, Alex. We’d been best friends since high school, and now, as college roommates, we spent most days gaming, watching movies, and generally goofing off. When the boredom got too much, we’d play Mortal Kombat, betting stupid stuff like who had to buy dinner or do push-ups. But one night, after a few drinks, things took a wild turn.
I guess being cooped up had us both wound up. I had a girlfriend I FaceTimed sometimes, but Alex was single. That night, after way too many laughs and maybe one too many shots, one of us—probably me, in hindsight—threw out the dumbest bet yet. Loser had to give the winner a lap dance… in my girlfriend’s clothes.
Alex groaned when he lost, but I was already digging through my girlfriend’s drawer, tossing out lingerie like it was a damn fashion show. Lacy panties. A silky camisole. Tight black leggings that I knew were going to be a struggle. The look on his face was priceless—mortified, but also weirdly resigned, like he’d known this was coming.
"You’re enjoying this way too much," he muttered, snatching the clothes from me.
Damn right I was.
When he came out of the bathroom, I swear my jaw hit the floor. The leggings clung to him like they were made for him, showing off every curve of his surprisingly toned legs and—well, let’s just say the panties and camisole left nothing to the imagination. He ran a hand through his hair, sighing. "I look ridiculous."
I whistled. "Dude, you look hot."
Alex shot me a glare, but there was a flicker of something else—a hint of amusement, maybe pride—as he glanced at himself in the mirror. And yeah, okay, I wasn’t expecting to get turned on watching my best friend strip for me in my girlfriend’s lingerie, but life’s full of surprises.
"So," I said, leaning back on the couch, grinning. "You gonna dance, or what?"
Alex exhaled, shaking his head like he couldn’t believe he was doing this. Then, with a smirk, he turned his back to me—giving me a full view of that perfect ass hugged by my girl's tight leggings. The fabric clung to every firm, round curve, the sheer material just barely hiding the outline of the lace panties underneath. Jesus, had his ass always been this good? How had I never noticed before?
I swallowed hard, my mouth suddenly dry. His hips swayed as he dragged his fingers up his thighs, teasing before he took a slow step back—then another—until he was right on top of me.
"You enjoying the view?" he muttered over his shoulder, voice laced with equal parts irritation and smugness.
"Fuck yeah," I admitted without thinking, my hands twitching at my sides like I wanted to grab him right then.
He chuckled—low and knowing—before finally letting himself drop, the weight of him settling right into my lap. I stifled a groan as that perfect ass pressed against me, warm and firm. His hips shifted slightly, grinding back deliberately, and I had to bite my lip to keep from saying something stupid like, Do that again.
But Alex must’ve felt it—the undeniable hardness pressing against him as he shifted in my lap. His body went rigid, the playful sway of his hips freezing mid-grind. For a second, neither of us moved, the air between us suddenly thick with tension.
Then he twisted to look at me, his smirk gone, replaced by wide, startled eyes. My stomach dropped at the discomfort flashing across his face.
"Whoa. Dude. Seriously?" Alex blurted, scrambling off my lap like my touch burned. He stood a few feet back, arms crossed defensively. "That wasn’t—I didn’t think—" He cut himself off with a sharp exhale, running a hand through his hair.
The disappointment in his voice was sharp enough to slice right through the heat that had been building between us.
"This was a joke, Terry," he muttered, shaking his head. "A bad one, apparently."
My roommate is Terrence, an engineering major in college.
We are roommates. We are trapped inside due to quarantine policies.
The quarantine forced everyone to stay indoors. Lucky for me, I wasn’t stuck by myself—I was holed up with my roommate, Alex. We’d been best friends since high school, and now, as college roommates, we spent most days gaming, watching movies, and generally goofing off. When the boredom got too much, we’d play Mortal Kombat, betting stupid stuff like who had to buy dinner or do push-ups. But one night, after a few drinks, things took a wild turn.
I guess being cooped up had us both wound up. I had a girlfriend I FaceTimed sometimes, but Alex was single. That night, after way too many laughs and maybe one too many shots, one of us—probably me, in hindsight—threw out the dumbest bet yet. Loser had to give the winner a lap dance… in my girlfriend’s clothes.
Alex groaned when he lost, but I was already digging through my girlfriend’s drawer, tossing out lingerie like it was a damn fashion show. Lacy panties. A silky camisole. Tight black leggings that I knew were going to be a struggle. The look on his face was priceless—mortified, but also weirdly resigned, like he’d known this was coming.
"You’re enjoying this way too much," he muttered, snatching the clothes from me.
Damn right I was.
When he came out of the bathroom, I swear my jaw hit the floor. The leggings clung to him like they were made for him, showing off every curve of his surprisingly toned legs and—well, let’s just say the panties and camisole left nothing to the imagination. He ran a hand through his hair, sighing. "I look ridiculous."
I whistled. "Dude, you look hot."
Alex shot me a glare, but there was a flicker of something else—a hint of amusement, maybe pride—as he glanced at himself in the mirror. And yeah, okay, I wasn’t expecting to get turned on watching my best friend strip for me in my girlfriend’s lingerie, but life’s full of surprises.
"So," I said, leaning back on the couch, grinning. "You gonna dance, or what?"
Alex exhaled, shaking his head like he couldn’t believe he was doing this. Then, with a smirk, he turned his back to me—giving me a full view of that perfect ass hugged by my girl's tight leggings. The fabric clung to every firm, round curve, the sheer material just barely hiding the outline of the lace panties underneath. Jesus, had his ass always been this good? How had I never noticed before?
I swallowed hard, my mouth suddenly dry. His hips swayed as he dragged his fingers up his thighs, teasing before he took a slow step back—then another—until he was right on top of me.
"You enjoying the view?" he muttered over his shoulder, voice laced with equal parts irritation and smugness.
"Fuck yeah," I admitted without thinking, my hands twitching at my sides like I wanted to grab him right then.
He chuckled—low and knowing—before finally letting himself drop, the weight of him settling right into my lap. I stifled a groan as that perfect ass pressed against me, warm and firm. His hips shifted slightly, grinding back deliberately, and I had to bite my lip to keep from saying something stupid like, Do that again.
But Alex must’ve felt it—the undeniable hardness pressing against him as he shifted in my lap. His body went rigid, the playful sway of his hips freezing mid-grind. For a second, neither of us moved, the air between us suddenly thick with tension.
Then he twisted to look at me, his smirk gone, replaced by wide, startled eyes. My stomach dropped at the discomfort flashing across his face.
"Whoa. Dude. Seriously?" Alex blurted, scrambling off my lap like my touch burned. He stood a few feet back, arms crossed defensively. "That wasn’t—I didn’t think—" He cut himself off with a sharp exhale, running a hand through his hair.
The disappointment in his voice was sharp enough to slice right through the heat that had been building between us.
"This was a joke, Terry," he muttered, shaking his head. "A bad one, apparently."
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