7 ENF Tales: A Short Story Bundle

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The CPUs decide to explore a dungeon that seemed to have appeared out of nowhere. Inside, they find a mysterious being who curses them to be thrust into several different ENF scenarios, all for his amusement. Series

Anna’s feet met the ground just fine, but something was wrong. Her shirt was tightly pulling against her body. Before Anna could figure out what was wrong, the buttons on the shirt gave way, causing it to open wide. Anna hadn’t even realized what was going on yet, and her arms slid through the sleeves of her shirt, leaving her in just a bra and her footwear. Short Story Writing | Writers | Read Online | Writing Contests | Writing Software | Writing Journals | Writing A Book | Writing A NovelLanguage: English Words: 53,036 Chapters: 26/26 Comments: 111 Kudos: 105 Bookmarks: 14 Hits: 12,178 Still, it wouldn’t do to get in trouble on her very last day and risk her father getting angry, so she sat still and paid attention to the lecture. Even though I was older than Charlie by five years, I was not that much bigger than him (I am petite, for those of you that don’t know), and I had a difficult time trying to fight him off. I did manage to wrestle him off of me and was able to stand up on my own two feet. The reality show star?” asked one of the patrons, “Didn’t she just lose all her money or something?” Before dinner, Hazel and I played a game upstairs. Mind if we finish that first?” Yasmin said, jumping up before Linda could answer, though she conceded anyway. The girls ran up, and according to plan, tied each other up. Without trust, our babysitters never let us cut their freedom away. We had to lure her into the trap. Troy also needed a wooden horse to fall.

No… no… no…” Anna repeated to herself. The bell ringing echoed in her mind as her hands moved to tightly squeeze her exposed intimates. She was about to be discovered, and she only had seconds to do something about it. Tracey, though embarrassed that yet another person would be seeing her like this, was relieved. Surely he would end mortifying experience! The nerve of him telling her to take off the only thing covering her top while standing in front of the entire class! She should give him what for! She approached it, seeing a potential escape. Could it work? It was partially open, the classroom was on the first floor, and the window itself was facing an open field. The only problem is that she would be outside. Half-Naked.Anna’s eyes widened as she held her intimates as tightly as she could, giving them a squeeze as the color drained from her face. It felt good for Anna to have clothes on again. A little bit unusual without her underwear, but she was now covered. Anna gave a heavy sigh of relief as she sat down to put her shoes on. All that was left was to head outside.

Wwwhhaaatt, are you okay?” her voice trembled after the yell. Yasmin laid tied up on her bed. Two scarfs kept her legs together, another her wrists behind her, and a fourth linked her hands and ankles. “What happened?”My cousin was at the door with her dog and lets herself in, while I try to act like nothing is going wrong. Her dog starts wanders around, she is talking to me,but I am not really listening that much and only thinking how to excuse myself and take off the harness and strapon and get my boyfriend free, so he can change out of the what he is wearing and because the bedroom door wasn't closed all the way. Someone was in the hallway! Anna couldn’t see wherever the voice came from. Just that they were coming.

The young woman was selected and called over to the screening table and asked to place her bag up for inspection. She was a bit put out but complied. Based on the color of the passport she was carrying (red) she was obviously a British subject. She tossed her bag upon the table rather forcefully and let out a very audible sigh. Of course she hadn’t “put out!” She found the very idea of rewarding the poor boy with any sort of carnal knowledge of her body, or even a kiss, simply repulsive. He should have been happy that she, as pretty as she was, would even talk to someone like him. She had slapped his face, turned, and strutted away. Yet, with four controllers, we could not all play simultaneously. The last of us would transfer the contents of the kitchen cabinets to our stomachs without anyone telling us we had had enough sweets. Perfect.

Jimmy, the younger brother, wanted to tie up my ankles (it was summer at the time, and I wore only flip flops, so my ankles were bare). I told Jimmy not to tie the laces too tight and to leave the knot loose. Fortunately for me, Jimmy was just learning how to tie his own shoes at this time, and he did a good job at keeping my ankle bindings sufficiently loose-fitting.