Nightstar Academia

Nightstar Academia

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Fiction
Science Fiction
Robots and AI
In this fantastical adventure you'll get to not only read about, but put yourself in the place of our futanari protagonist, Mia, as she discovers the secret power of dreams and the hidden truth behind this special and secretive program. Author's Note: This story takes inspiration from the anime genre as well as a dream I, the writer, have had in the past, but I'm very open to input on where you as the reader would like this story to go. Don't be shy and lend me your creativity in this adventure and I'll leave an afterward comment at the end of the chapter if your ideas inspired me to to branch off and who knows I might do one-off's of runner up ideas on the sidelines. Side note: I am a man writing a story from a futanari's perspective as that is what i was in my dream. So cut me some slack. Warning: This story will contain sexual content including full blown sex scenes. if you're uncomfortable or aren't old enough to read this please click away. Otherwise enjoy the show.
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Xan a stripper, works the vampire club, where she met two mysterious and dark vampire. Who have no problem sharing her...If you know what that entitled. : : "Kiss my ass," I growled. She smirked. "How much?" I snorted. "Your order?" Jager leaned over the table, her gaze fixed on me. "Tell me, Snow Princess. How much for a kiss on your ass? Name your price." I realized that for them, everything revolved around naming a price, and they could get what they wanted. That's how they had lived for years. "Blood wine and shots, coming right up," I said, ignoring her proposition. She leaned back, the purple lighting casting shadows on their faces, making them appear even more enigmatic. "Do your thing, Snow Flakes. But when you come back, I hope the price is on the tip of those lips," she said. I rolled my eyes. "Whatever," I mumbled. "Come here," Jager commanded. I couldn't help but smile inside as she rummaged through her seemingly endless supply of cash. She folded a few bills and leaned forward, slipping the money into the side of my skirt. Her hand lingered, palming my ass cheeks. "So damn full," she remarked, her words slipping through her fangs. Read to find out...

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