Hello Everyone, @kingst here with the announcement for the STACH Short Story Contest #17.
What is a Short Story.
A short story is a story with a fully developed theme but significantly shorter and less elaborate than a novel. It makes use of plot, resonance, and other dynamic components to a far greater degree than is typical of an anecdote. You can read it in less than 90 seconds.
Contest Rules:
•Write a Short Story based on the topic that will be given every week.
•Write an Original Short Story (Plagiarism will be flagged and reported).
•The Story must contain no more than 199 words.
•One entry per user.
•Story should be pasted in the comment section below, no links.
•Contestants are permitted to post their stories in an article on their blog, so they also get upvotes.
Winners Selection.
Winners will be selected based on the topic, story plot, number of words and delivery as determined by the selected Judge. One word above 199, disqualifies the entry.
Contest Topic.
Write a 199 words story based on MY TWISTED FANTASY.
PRIZE.
THREE winners will be selected for a share of the 10SBD. The story with the most interaction gets a 1SBD prize from @ejemai.
First Prize: ----------------------5SBd
Second Prize: ------------------3SBD
Third Prize: ---------------------2SBD.
Good luck guys!
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MY TWISTED FANTASY 😂😂
"Upcoming Female's football match between faculty of Art and the faculty of education" grining with excitement as it echoed into my ears.
Soccer has always been part of my extracurricular activities and the excitement that flows through my heart when competitions spring up was always immeasurable. Nnenna,my faculty female soccer coach gave me a "We must take that cup" look.
Our practice began Immediately, we had limited time to the d-day.
I imagined the cheering of the spectators, the anticipation was just too overwhelming.
The day finally came, all dressed in our Jersey, studs and socks, we waited for the Director of sports to arrive with the female student president of south-south for the kick-off but it seemed they were taking forever to arrive.
Hours later, he arrived and we all gave him that girlish frown so he can pacify us with apologies, but he slapped us harder with the news that the match has been cancelled till next semester due to some uncontrolled event. disappointment spree! all these preparations were for nothing? those wild imaginations I coined in my head were in vain. I screamed "what a twist of fantasy" everyone turned and stare..*
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Touching story, nice bleed. Keep it up.
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Wow, I super love this
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She walked into the room, her skirt swishing with every step she took. Her shadow fell on me and her scent enveloped me. I breathed in, wishing I could take all of her into me; her soft skin, those pink bow shaped lips, those mounds that hung from her chest like papaya.
"young man are you not going to wake up today?" she asked.
I opened my eyes and stared at her. My vision of her did no justice. I stared at the burns on her face and her single eye and smiled;
"hey twinnie, come give your brother a hug." I replied.
She laughed, her voice tingling like tiny bells, like little birds welcoming the morning.
She joined me on the bed and gave me a soft kiss on my lips. Her scarred face rubbed mine but I didn't mind. I could feel her soft breasts squeezed between us like small pillows.
"young man, are you not going to the funeral? " she said again.
I opened my eyes again and saw that it was my mother. It is true, she died because she had gone on a date. I woke up.
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The richest ice cream
When I was a child in my country, I bought ice creams from street vendors who carried in their carts cups and lollipops. My favorite was one, called Chocolito, a mixture of milk chocolate.
I grew up beautiful and passionate and every time I fell in love, I thought my boyfriend's mouth was a Chocolito.
Until one day I met the man of my life, my husband, who taught me to appreciate the delights of a good lemon ice cream with milk.
He resembles a lemon ice cream with milk because he is tall, with white skin and green eyes and I am sure, unconsciously, that was the image that was fixed in my mind when I met him, lemon by his eyes and milk by the color of his skin.
Since then, not a day goes by that I did not think about disguising it with the packaging that covered those ice creams to pay tribute not only to his eternal love but also to the opportunity he gave me to concentrate on two different tastes.
And well wrapped, give a few nibbles little by little, until it dissolves in my lips.
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The final game.
It was down to the final minute of the game. Adekunle had been in possession of the ball for the past fifteen seconds and he wasn't intending on passing the ball to any of his teammates, 'this was a solo run and probably his ticket to stardom,' he thought.
He was in the clear now, he ran as fast as he could, dribbling every defender on the way. The crowd was was thrown in awe, the coach rose to his feet as he could feel an equalising goal coming up and that would guaranteee his contract extension with the club.
This was it, he was finally one on one with the goalkeeper. Adekunle's mother covered her eyes but still tried to sneak a peek at the television as she was sitting in a discomforting manner in her sitting room.
'HE GOES FOR THE CHIP!' the commentator yelled. Everyone stood up as the ball spinned over the goalkeeper gloves and slowly curled in the direction of the goal post still in the moment......
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Wow, that will be the best goal ever, Adekunle just get it done. Nice write up
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Thanks. I'm glad you enjoyed it. The complete issue will come up on my steemit wall.
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Love the idea with the concept of suspense at the end of the short story. Nice work.
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Thanks
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I want to see the end of the story. Did he score. Awwwwwooo!!!!
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MY TWISTED FANTASY
"If wishes were horses, beggars would play polo" she thought. She had nursed a fantasy for months; her father was wealthy, she'd all she wanted; good clothes, nice houses and cars, trips to exotic locations around the world and most importantly; the money and power to give those fools a lesson. She wished their fathers would either die or get sacked from their jobs. They would be working for her: making her hair and nails.
She would scream at them anyhow she dimed fix;
"Hey you, bring my phone" or
"Can't you see the shampoo is too much?"
She saw them running around in her mind. She could make them lie down while she walked on them if she wanted.
She was jolted back to reality when her boss called out at her...
Yes madam!
she said as a cruel smile found its way to her face.
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Lol... Dark!
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Lolz. Its just a fantasy
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madam, I liked it. You're good.
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Haaa. Uncle @vwovwe I am learning from you o. Thank you
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MY TWISTED FANTASY
I brushed my teeth for the fourth time, ran out
of the bathroom and grabbed my phone.
Slowly, I scrolled down to a name saved with
“BECKY Cali” and dialed the number with a
happy smile on my face.
Becky was a girl I met the last time I went to calabar. I met here with two of her friends, after talking to them (trying to be funny as much as I could), I got their numbers.
Tell you the truth, she’s not that good-looking. She doesn’t stand out in any way and nothing special. But I felt Becky was the 100% perfect girl for me because the moment I saw her, there was a rumbling in my chest, and my mouth was dry as a desert.
After months of endless chatting and calling, she was finally paying me a visit for the first time at uyo.
We had a wonderful night gisting, joking, playing and doing some other interesting things. she really was so good and sweet.
Becky left back to calabar and after some weeks I discovered she was my step sister..
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Sinful Desires
I drove back home and had dinner with my family, then she sent me the message. I turned the steering wheel cursing my weakness, I parked in that dangerous street, in the middle of the darkness the light of the headlights were reflected in the thick white legs shown by women who wore miniskirt, there she was with her friend, they got in the car and we went to that place.
I gave myself to my lust, uncontrollable desires that lead me to make carnal acts. There amid moans and cries of pleasure I surrendered to my follies, with them I found myself in a single thing, in something with no name, something sinful and twisted. We finished exhausted, but satisfied. I took them to their den, and I, full of guilt went home, it was already too late. I opened the door and in the dining room a candle extinguished, only a dish half eaten, the other clean and ordered, I remembered it was our anniversary. I go up to the room where she sleeps, and then a strange feeling invades me and anguishes me.
I live in my reality and in that life of sinful fantasy.
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My twisted fantasy!
I wake up very early in the morning; I have breakfast and, take my things to go to university. It was one of those days that I knew I could meet him, the prince of England who always waited for me in the corridors, with any excuse to start a conversation. And I'm not wrong, that day was like that.
I loved the idea that he liked my company, because in the same way, I enjoyed being with him. He invited me to go out, that night we went to a concert of modern music. Back home, stops his car and tell me: will you marry me? I do not want to let you go! I am able to sacrifice the crown for my happiness!
He wanted to choose the best time and the best place to introduce himself as his fiancée, although many of our relatives were aware of the relationship. The day of the official presentation as the prince's fiancée; I wake up from my twisted fantasy and return to my twisted reality, and of course, that morning, through the corridors of the university, the stupid boy who pretended to be my boyfriend was waiting for me.
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Fantasy or reality?
Hunger and cold become constant; a day of life more and I do not know if it will be a gift or a curse, this body bears the scars of thousands of fights but of no real victory, In the outskirts, in the concrete jungle are the vultures and thousands of hungry wolves, There is also the medicine that is my perdition, in it I live a world of twisted fantasy and terror mixed with happiness, for it the people who loved me abandoned me.
I gave my dignity and change the heat of a home for the cold asphalt of a road, leave my health for filth, change my clothes for filthy rags and twisted curses!, return back to reality, but I don't like what I see, what I hear and what I feel, I wish and need to go back to that twisted fantasy.
The sun hides and gives way to the night, where the cold is my blanket and the sky my roof, dawns, and my mind it is asked again: why am I still alive? Will it be luck or will it be destiny?, or is it just the curse of a twisted fantasy?
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Excelente participación ! esperemos esta vez vuelvas a estar dentro de los ganadores
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Thank very much!
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There I was, waiting for this girl that I had been chatting with every other night. It all began when i stumbled on her profile on single can mingle platform few months ago.
In my mind she is the one and 'like Oliver twist I couldn't stop asking for more. Every moment I talked with her I usually would have some butterflies in my stomach. Her voice almost would make my heart beat freeze. Could this be love?
Its 4:30 pm and I am still patiently waiting at the airport for her arrival. The next day was Valentine day and we thought it a perfect time to meet finally and spend quality time together and with family as well.
There she was finally and we exchanged greetings with a warm hug and a peg that I have not since recovered from.
We arrived home that evening by 7pm and
when she was in full view all attention seemed to be focused on me and i wondered what everyone was up to.
The cat was let out of the bag and only then I realised I had been crushing on my uncles second daughter. Hmm! My fantasy got twisted.
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Heh, nice take on the theme
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Thank you so much
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😂😂😂😂
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Erick was a shy, thin, clumsy and intelligent boy. I did not have a girlfriend or friends. The girls saw him as a weirdo, to make fun of and tease. Over the years he learned that it was better to go unnoticed so as not to be bothered by the popular boys of the classes.
But inside him grew the idea of taking revenge some day of all the jokes and ridicule that for years endured. Being different does not give your schoolmates the right to treat you as they treated you.
Erick fantasized about going to school with a gun and forcing the boys to apologize to all those who bothered, to make them go through the same jokes that they made them go through. Erick would make them run in their underwear all over the school campus, so that the rest would laugh at them. Go out with the most beautiful girl in school, and despise those who rejected him.
Erick would make them pay for all the years that they underestimated and vexed him. Erick would be the king of the school and everyone would bow to his presence ...
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Excelente relato, que malvado se volvio Erick.....
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She watched them roister, boasting of how hot they were, how men couldn't resist their charm, and about their accomplishments, they were so full of themselves. She didn't blame them, she would have done worse.
As she stood there watching them, her mind drifted away.
She had nursed a fantasy for years; it started in her early teenage days. She wished she was someone else, a pretty, drop dead gorgeous, biracial hottie. Anytime she was left alone with her thoughts, she saw her biracial self with curvy features; round pointed full breast, nice irresistible buttocks, curvy hips, like those hot girls in music videos.
She could see the number of men drooling all over her and falling for her like dominoes. She smiled at the thought of that. She'd use her body to entice as many men as possible. She knew men were moved by what they saw and she was going to capitalize on this fact for her selfish needs. She wanted the best things in life too.
She looked at her reflection in the mirror and reality dawned on her; these were just mere fantasies, a twisted one at that.
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Cool story @veakypearl. Hmm twisted fantasy indeed
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Thanks for stopping by @hildaebong
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Choi, aunty. I hope this isn't you telling us about your fantasies o. Anyway I liked the story
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No @amashuga, it's just fictitious o
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Nice story @veakypearl, I saw into her her fantasy
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Thank you @emmanuella
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Really lovely story @veakypearl. I loved it.
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Thanks bro, I appreciate a whole lot @emmyllionaire
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There is an adage that goes thus;
We don't always get what we fantasize about or wish for. Nice story @veakypearl
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Thanks @etido
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@veakypearl, I'm loving this story. Good write-up. Keep it up
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Uncle @vwovwe, thanks o. Na you teach me na
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@veakypearl, most of us wish we were somebody else, have a different family or being born in a different country. I relate with your story. Really liked it.
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Thanks for stopping by @bobbyblanca
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nice write-up I love it @veakypearl
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Awwwwwwwwwn thanks for stopping by @imohpaul
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@veakypearl, your story is really a twisted fantasy. Good write-up though
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Thanks @kechukwu
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this fantasy is twisted indeed @veakypearl
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Thanks man, I really appreciate o
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We feel this story is amongst the best entries here, kudos @veakypearl
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thanks @steemit-uyo
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Nice story @veakypearl me likey
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@zhyorna, thanks for stopping by
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@veakypearl coman teach me how to write o. I like your story, fresh
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@zonek, thanks for stopping by
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MY TWISTED FANTASY
The man across the street is beautiful. I watch him leave his house every morning, off to jog. I watch him come home every evening, after work. He doesn’t know. He doesn’t know me. He doesn’t know the pleasure he gives me.
Running hands down my body, I imagine what it would be like to conquer him. To lock him up. To deprive him of everything. No food, no water, no clothes. To tie him to a chair, straddle him, and have my way with him. To keep him helpless. Feeble.
Mine.
Closing my eyes, I can hear his parched throat cry out in pain with every snap of my whip. I can see his dry lips crack and blister with every wail. I can feel the blood from his tortured slashes as it covers my raw hands.
I contort and curl my body in relief. I lay for a moment, blissful and warm. I look out the window and I see him returning from work. This time he’s with a woman.
Next time, he’ll be with me.
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Gabriel was a very handsome and wealthy businessman, one of those who had more than one girlfriend. He presumed the luxuries, his life was perfect.
He had many parties in his mansion where he met a beautiful woman named Pamela, they dated several times and finally they fell in love and got married, once again life consented him because he had everything what he wanted to.
Gabriel had days feeling strange, he heard voices that whispered his name without knowing where they came from. He thought he was going crazy.
One day he felt that his body was so light that it lacked gravity and floated away from his house, like a feather that flutters in the air.
Suddenly he opened his eyes and everything around him changed, he was intubated in a hospital, as a result of a traffic accident that he had had for driving drunk. People around him shouted for joy although he did not understand.
Gabriel was poor but very loved by his family, especially by his mother who never stopped crying at the great miracle.
His life was very different from that parallel world that he had created, living there a twisted fantasy.
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te quedo muy bien tu relato amiga, te deseo mucha suerte en el concurso!
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MY TWISTED FANTASY
On the street I used to see the same faces of sadness and anguish among people. In response to the economic situation of the country, citizens came out to protest and that generated large demonstrations against the current government The cost of food was very high, medicines were scarce and insecurity was overwhelmed. The country was in complete chaos. The people only asked for the resignation of the president.
I directed the body of the military high command, was the highest military authority in the country. At that time, take the best decision of my life, intervene in the management of the current government and ask for the resignation of the president. I was accompanied by a group of soldiers, we arrived to his house and we demanded him to leave immediately. His response was negative, he did not accept the reality we were living, we had to use force and obligate him to announce what we requested.
After intense torture by our team, we achieved the objective and immediately announced the departure of the current government. The country turned to the streets to celebrate the news, and betting that now we would have a better future for all.
by @williamjose
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MY TWISTED FANTASY
It is the city of dreams, the commercial capital of Nigeria. This is Lagos, I was greeted by the three statues. We have been mesmerized back home watching Nollywood how fast and easy the boy from village hustles his way up the social ladder in Lagos.
The passenger bus stopped at Oshodi with a laud call by the conductor “Laaaast Bus-stop”. Everyone was leaving the bus and I followed. I was terrified by the crowd it was like all the 183 million Nigerians just moved here or something, I nearly took to my heels.
To my right a man just snatched a lady’s bag. A Bus driver trying to escape the notorious LASTMA, swerved so much and so fast that the conductor almost fell off. The notorious neighbor that will always switch on his generator by 11:00 pm. The coalition of sweats and body odour in the bus ride back home from Obalende. I never understood the severity of living in Lagos through the TV screen.
I was fast loosing body weight due to limited quality sleep hours. As I relish my previous life and times in Ibadan -it dawned on me how twisted my fantasy about Lagos was.
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Come back to Ibadan already.
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Monday is it.
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My boyhood fantasies!
Mother found herself being a Co-worker when her twelve-year-old son was about to enter junior high school. The night before his first date at the new school he said to her, "Mother,if there were war, would there be school?"
"Probably there would be," she said, "because the war wouldn't be there." "but if they dropped atomic bombs all around the school, would there be school?" Asked again. "Probably not," she said, "because there wouldn't be any school to go to."
Not yet ready to let it go, he said, "what if I enlisted the armed forces? Then I wouldn't have to finish school." He's twelve, you know.
"I think they would prefer that you had a high school diploma," she said. They talked for a few minutes about the limited career opportunities he might have without a high school diploma.
The mother didn't jump to any conclusion over her son's twisted fantasy about war and bombs and enlisting in the service. She realized that he was simply afraid to go to junior high school for the first time. Instead of making judgements, she listened.
Tribute to my lovely Mother!
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MY TWISTED FANTASY
Just then, I noticed the date was 12th January 2018, it was not just another date on the calendar, it marked an anniversary in my life, a -not - so good one anyway, it was exactly the date I met Amaka at Shoprite Delta state, five years ago, where I was serving as a Youth Corps Member.
The date reverberated and echoed like the sound of a stubborn thunder bolt, clapping through the veins and arteries and perhaps capillaries of my heart. I saw an angel the very first day I set my eyes on Amaka, that I had to doubt her very human nature, she must have been a ghost, definitely not a human being.
I had fallen in love with her almost immediately, some would say it was a fall that could be likened to the fall of an object due to gravity, I fell flat, hopelessly, irredeemably in love with Amaka, we fixed a date for the wedding after three years of knowing ourselves and dating for eight months, but just on the eve of our wedding, news got to me, Amaka was no more; stone dead in a motor accident .
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This is lovely, such a drift in expectations
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Hahahahahhaah, thank you ma'am, u didn't contest?
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Awesome story. Mk it bigger on your blog
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I'll thank u
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Such sad ending
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That's life oo
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Life is really nothing, well done my bros
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Thank u
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are you for real!!! lovely piece
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Thank u brother.
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MY TWISTED FANTASY
So there i was,the world lost to me ,it was as if i had no worries .there was a significant measure of peace,all my pain became sweet,sweet pain,my heart felt what pain and pleasure could bring and i thought of how my demon tortures me while i sleep,sweet torture,i looked straight at him,and i wondered how could someone be so evil and still so beautiful.i looked at the buries and scratches on my hands and felt the ache of my back,i had grew used to it,they were sweet aches,i hated my body but loved the hatred,there were his designs,his twisted designs,it were him who tortured me in my sleep,and i could not wait for night,there he was,my twisted fantasy
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MY TWISTED FANTASY
the final promotion exam to the next class was fast approaching and every student was busy reading heard to get good grades and come out with good result. what amaze was was about yinka, the dummy of the class who has always been unseriou with his academic despite many ways that has been put in place to help him come out of such a dummy and a duller life style by parents, teachers and fellow students was to know avail.
Mathematics was the final exam and everyone was hooking themselves up with the mathematicians in the class while other where busy doing group study, yinka was still busy playing football, playing computer games and getting himself into some criminal acts which has made him miss several classes, and also some test in the class. It was obvious that yinka will not be promoted to the next class and will also lead the class from the back. due to so many test, assignment and exams he was unable to take.
*The day everyone was expecting finally arrive, to know how everyone has performed in both test, assignment and exams. The result collection day. We were all assembly in a straight lin. When the principal was about to call the best student in time of academy in my class, Lo and behold, the duller and the dummy name was called. Yinka was called as the person who lead the class. I was confused and wondering, when I became to hear my name with a low sound. I was woken up, it was all a dream. What a twisted fantasy I said.
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Another night where her warm hands began to brush against her small breasts. He wa trying to lick her skin by moving her lips to the side of his neck, slowly directing her fingers to the edge of her underwear, which to him represented an exciting and the opportunity to make her feel how much she loved her, for Maddy it was a forced delivery. A delivery by commitment.
Maddy loved her husband, of course, if he was a great father and excellent husband, taking into account that he was an ardent lover, but in her lived a TWISTED FANTASY that day by day he remembered ..
3 summer ago, her husband went on a trip and she went to a party with her friends, what she never imagined is that her friends would take a ballerina, who would focus on her and dance sensually on top of her as part of the entertainment, what she never thought that this dancer would awake hidden desires that she did not know that they would succeed and end up in the garage making love.
Every day she revives that TWISTED FANTASY, which does not let her make love with her husband.
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me gustó mucho la historia, muy buena! te deseo mucha suerte en el concurso!
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MY TWISTED FANTASY
The sun’s brightness had soon begun to give way for a much cooler evening. I think I’ll have a beer I said to myself then wandering into a bar.
It was a fine environment with trees and a pool. The wind was now blowing softly through the tops of the trees and I could see rainbow of light hanging down underneath the leaves.
There were plenty of chairs around with individuals occupying them. In the pool a couple of girls were making a lot of noise and splashing water around as they swam.
In the mix of the fun, I then noticed that I was now watching keenly at the ladies as they played around.
Suddenly, one of them stopped and came out the pool. She was about twenty or less with a well-shaped body, brownish dark in complexion and a smile that reviled her dimples.
The girl paused drying herself and glanced in my direction, then waved! As-if to say she had noticed me starring at her. I was caught in twisted Fantasy as I for a moment taught she waved at me. Only to look back to see a guy smiling back at her!
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I didn't know I could attend church more than once a month until 3 Sundays ago. I mean, who wouldn't turn religious for a tall, dark and handsome man with a sexy beard, pink lips and a killer smile. Perfection, damn!
I fantasized that he shared my feelings. To me his fingers always seemed to linger a bit and even brush my tongue and lips when he served me the Holy communion at mass, and I would almost melt under the heat of passion right there. His sermon always seemed to be prepared for me, eulogizing me. His smiles always appeared to be directed at me, even when he wasn't looking my way.
He started preaching "As a Reverend father, I..." My heart burned. I had always been aware of this sexless existence he had chosen for himself but a girl can dream, right?
'Turn to someone and tell them "I love you"'. Our eyes locked for a moment and I mouthed the words with all the ardour I could afford. My heart burned.
Mass is over. I am smiling sadly to myself now. I appreciate my twisted fantasy..what harm could possibly come from it?
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Nice piece
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TWISTED FANTASY
A deep and twisted fantasy world with heroes, big battles, exploring weird locations, dodging traps, and permanent death. The government of Nigeria must be prepared to: Get their citizens out of danger, protect the farmers from attackers (cattle rearers), and empower their hero enough.
The attack and assault on unarmed and defenseless citizens is unacceptable to every lover of freedom. Nigeria is a democracy with constitutionally guaranteed freedom to assemble and express dissent in a peaceful manner.
It would be a Fantasy the day this innocent killing of our citizens would end!
It would be my Fantasy the day the government would stand up to the task and say enough is enough
The grazing land issue is very sensitive and the fears being expressed might not be misplaced given the incidence of deadly clashes between herdsmen and farmers in various parts of the country. It is therefore the responsibility of government to carry the people along when taking decisions that affect them.
When would the government of Nigeria start carrying its citizens along in decision making?
It would be a Fantasy the day this innocent killing of our citizens would end!
It would be my Fantasy the day the government would stand up to the task and say enough is enough!!
That would be my utmost and twisted fantasy!!!
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It would be hard for this day to come by. Real fantasy bro>>>>
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Na so oh
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Just keep powering. Tell them oh
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Thanks
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A twisted fantasy
For as long as I can remember, this has been my safe haven, this place in there, right here by the chimney in the basement. The smells that surrounds me as I creep into the dark gives me comfort. A scent of burned wood from the hardworking furnace, the weak rancid smell of enclosed humidity that fills the moist air of our basement and the ever present odor of the patiently waiting corpses beneath the cracking floorboards. The composition of smells instill calm in me, I know these smells, I've been living with them all my life. Every time They would come to our door I'd hide here, scurrying as fast as my blades and claws allows me, as far into the darkness I could reach. Monsters They call us, menacingly waving their pitchforks and blazing flames around, looking for blood, our blood, to spill. Maybe we are monsters, but it's They who hunts us, relentless and without mercy. We are not allowed in their world, they hate us, fear us, cursing the ground we touch. They are here now, I can hear them, my stomach growls in anticipation. They never learn, never will, humans are weak that way.
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MY TWISTED FANTASY
I fell in love the very first time I laid my eyes on him. Karo was all I ever wanted and more. He is dark, slim, tall and had a pointy nose. Oh! My beauty, my dream come true.
We became friends as soon as we met and from there things got heated up. We couldn't keep our hands off each other. He was mine and I loved that he was mine. What else could I ever want?
But all that was short lived. He left me for another. He left but I was still hoping he would come back for me. I loved him so much that I didn't care even if he left me for some other girl(s). He was my fantasy and I couldn't stop.
Right now, I've let go. Even though deep down inside of me I still wish he comes back to me.
Even though I still see us, in my dreams, cuddling and spooning and doing everything we used to do, I've decided to let go and I am letting go.
I loved Karo and I still do.
Now if this is not a twisted fantasy, tell me what is.
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Am sorry Karo lost you, and i'm sure it's because of Caro.
I had seen them together severally in Sabo along a narrow path.
I wish he'd think it over after telling him the treasure he just lost when i visit Kano tomorrow.
#NiceStory
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Sorry e hear.
Don't worry I'll talk to Karo when I visit Kano
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MY TWISTED FANTASY
I know it's wrong but it won't stop me, nothing anyone says or does will stop me. It was my reason for existence, it was all I had. Twisted maybe, but whenever I wanted to end the pain, this fantasy of mine was all that kept me from killing myself.
I formed it the night he raped me. It feels so real that I grow very excited whenever I think about it, with my palms sweaty and my hips undulating until his screams in my head quiet down .
I will kill him slowly for what he did to me. I'll walk into his office, of course he won't recognize me. Who would have imagined boring, drab Uchenna as hot, sexy Cheena? I'll sit and watch his handsome mask that hides the demon. I'll sit on his table, with my legs spread open. I'll let him touch me and then I'll lock his door. I'll pour him a drink with the same drug he put in mine and then wait. When he becomes weak, I'll gag him. I'll cut off his tool of wickedness and I'll shove it in his mouth. Then, I'll call the police and go to jail.
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Tick tock.
The clock on the wall made the sound as the seconds hand swung clockwise in uniform strokes. It was a few minutes to twelve midnight. The full moon shone brightly, shedding light through the open window and casting scary shadows all over the room where two little boys sat engaging their childish mind in the twisted fantasy of the appearance of death.
Toba and I had always argued about what death would look like when he came. The debate had started when death had come for our grandfather when we were seven. We had seen our mother cry for weeks, her eyes, regular bloodshot red.
Tonight was one of the many nights of our childish arguments. I told Toba death would be a very fat man because he always came for people’s souls. He must have eaten so many souls that he must now be so fat and he couldn’t look like he skeletal figures in story books. It was not possible grandpa saw a skeletal figure before he shut his eyes forever. Death had to be enticing, robust and comfortable looking to be followed. Death had to be a fat man, maybe even with a potbelly…
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What if death as a fast metabolism. Hehe nice entry!
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MY TWISTED FANTASY
Laying on the bed thinking about Kelvin, who is going to be my fiance in few days. His best friend Dave told me earlier today that Kelvin planned on proposing to me on our date the next day, he made me promise to act surprised. I was really excited when I heard this cause I love Kelvin, we have been dating for over a year now. Through the night all I could do was fantasize about our wedding, i couldn't sleep.
Kelvin called me the next morning to remind me of our date by 12pm and I assured him I won't be late.
It was 12:40pm and Kelvin was nowhere to be found, at first I thought it was part of the surprise but I was running out of patience, his number Wasn't going through and Dave wasn't picking up his calls.
I finally got a call from Dave, turns out he had been at the hospital with Kevin's family. Kelvin was in a fatal accident on his way to the restaurant, where I was waiting, he died few minutes after being rushed to the hospital.
My dream turned out to be a TWISTED FANTASY
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My twisted fantasy
He thrusted in yet another time, this time with so much force I thought my bowels were gonna reap open. For the ninth time in a row I could almost fill his tip emerge from my gut, but if my life was the price for this feeling then so be it. His junk's incredible size always had me running back for more. Lengthy as the Nile, mighty as the statue of liberty. Its thoughts alone made my inside slippery as slime and just when I almost got lost in the thoughts, a bloody hit strikes from the entrance of my cavity to the very last room in its corridor, sending loads of tinkly sensations up my head. This time I felt his tip in my brain but it didn't end there, he kept thrusting in and out like a horseman racing for a nobles girlchild, overtaking me with overloads of pleasure till I bumped into total black out. Even then, He kept hitting with more power while I struggled to fiddle with my pink frontlayer to enhance the pleasurement.
Yes! I could feel the awaited climax coming! But he didn't stop, he kept on thrusting in and out up until I let river Jordan flow down his island. I call him superman cause he's tough like steel and since I purchased him he hasn't let my smallville down.
What a good Dildo...
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My twisted fantasy
I have never had feelings for someone for that long period of time. She was definitely my biggest crush. She was all I wanted for a partner and I would sit at the back of the class just to watch the way her hair falls over her shoulder. Simi was my coursemate. Simi is a fair-complexioned,tall girl with a glossy skin.
Simi is a very sophisticated girl wears expensive hair, clothes and makeup. Simi's class speaks for itself and broke boys like me don't even try to test our luck. I really liked Simi and my ego won't let me disgrace myself. I always thought,"What if she says No".
One fateful Sunday, I saw Simi walking to church without the company of her friends and I said to myself "This is my best chance, the worst I can get is a NO". I walked upto Simi and I said "hi" and she replied and said to me " how much is the perfume you are wearing", shocked at the questions and I replied "I am wearing none". Simi nodded her in disagreement and placed her earphones over her ear and walked forward, leaving me behind.
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MY TWISTED FANTASY
The dreams we had, the love we shared, our hearts twined together. There we were, lying close to each other with our hands held tightly together listening to random love songs on the radio when she said these words: "Can we pull through" and you could hear a slight speech melody consisting of tones emanating from the western part of the country.
Her parents crazy about her been in love with a man from the eastern part of the country. “This has never happened in my family lineage and it will never happen” – angrily Mr. Tayo Balogun kept ranting. With a tearful eyes Mrs. Balogun watched her daughter cry helplessly begging for a chance to be happy for once in her life.
“I, Bumni, take thee, Dayo, to be my wedded husband, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, till death do us part” – the words I heard sitting at the back pew, blurred vision honed on the one true girl I have ever loved as she placed the ring on his ring finger. She could not fight for your love.
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Wow. Profchydon from HNG Interns' slack channel. The world is a small place. Steemit is even smaller. Welcome sir.
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Hey bro, true the world is a really small place. Stay great.
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I was up around a few minutes after midnight, just staring at Anita as she slept, I wasn't in love or nothing like that, only just loved how calm she looked as she slept.
We were college students and had a working friends with benefits arrangement, we had shared a deep passionate moment that drained the energy out of her and invariably put her to sleep, I sort of still wanted more but couldn't get it, what a frustrating feeling.
I was up punching the keys in my phone and watching porn, maybe I'd be able to wank myself to sleep.
I went through my regular site but I was uncharacteristically uninterested in any of them, I couldn't get over how peaceful she looked while she slept and then the schizo voices kicked in "think she's peaceful now? imagine how peaceful she'd look dead, smother her with the pillow" it said. For a moment I contemplated doing it but luckily I didn't, instead we snuggled all night and had another session in the early morning. I'm glad we'll never know what would have been if I caved in to my Dark Twisted Fantasy.
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MY TWISTED FANTASY
I've always been a sucker for accent, that's why I'm crazy about Pedro. We met at my usual coffee shop, he was a cherub, with an accent. Aye! I fell in Love 'at first sight'. He walked me all the way to my office every morning; the perfect gentleman. We grew to 'besties', we had some late night hangovers in my office. Not once did Pedro touch me sexually or lean for a kiss. There were breezy evenings I badly wanted it.
The next day and the day after, he sends scented white roses to my office and apartment. How does he even know my address? Very attentive to details, I knew it was time to tell him I loved him.
Pedro's text came in late yesterday "Meet me where we first met, I gotta introduce you to someone special'. The butterfly rush in my stomach...Could It Be..? The next morning, I rocked my plain bodycon grey dress, with my bedazzled clutch, makeup popping. I met Pedro standing with a woman. He said to her, "honey, meet my friend Liz, the one I told you about. She's like a sister to me"
Alas, My Super Twisted Fantasy!
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MY TWISTED FANTASY
I've always longed for an opportunity to be able to make decisions on my own, right from when I was a kid.
yeah! I know that because mum keeps reminding me of how I always preferred to suck the right breast over the left and how I would cry anytime my choice was not adhered to!
I grew up gradually, loving to be loved and loving to love..
I've fallen in love with many girls in my life, some of them know and some don't
Mostly the ones I love are taken but that doesn't change my love for them..
I can remember my first love, she was dark, slim, sexy, a bit taller than me, but non of that attracted me like her attitude.
I feel in love again, this time with a girl that liked to have fun, she loved to have me around and that almost made me fall in love but yet... I still didn't fall
I've lived all this years, I've loved most of the times, but yet, I still can't figure out what I love the most in a lady.
My Twisted Fantasy
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My TWISTED FANTACY
I have never believed in love, i had this mindset that there is nothing like love. I have always lived a lonely and solo life. I have kept everything to myself. I have been like this ever since i was born. sometimes my friends will also tell me you are missing a lot and that did not make sense to me because i have taken my stand about love. To me there was nothing like love. I had a close friend Naomi who was a bunch of fun, sometimes i played with her but truth is ,i just took her like my sister and that was all. At some point, people thought she was more than a friend to me . Naomi was this caring person who will always come around to cook, help me wash and she did other stuffs for me. She was indeed a great and amazing person. Gradually constant contact with her, i started developing something for her but truth is,i did not know what it was. I came to understand that i always felt bored each time she was away but great each time she was around. This might be love,i said to myself but how can i believe in something i have not seen before. On my birthday, i was not feeling fine and i did not want to tell her so she will not have to worry about me since she had school stuffs to do so i hid from her.
To my greatest surprise, she visited and observed i was sick but she left with out telling me where she was going to. The next 1hour, she came back with a team of medical experts who treated me and gave me one of the best medication i have ever had. I did not expect that,gradually my TWISTED FANTACY ABOUT LOVE changed and i started seeing love differently from how i use to see it.
I found love in Naomi and i am proud to call her my queen.
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I am being followed, I know it. Around the castle like hotel, with stunning buttresses all around the outside, though I have never been outside, I know this somehow. There is a continued repetition here, the more I try to leave the more inward the structure I am going. The more I go along the higher my class rises in this gaudy illusion, the more I resist it lowers, and the more I am followed by the mindless drones posing as characters in the play going on all around me. I am stuck in this hell and it keeps repeating.
Finally I get to the exit after a countless amount of time in fooling my followers, I find an exit. The exit is a normal glass revolving door. I walk through and am on the beautifully designed brick, pillar, entryway littered with works of art, statues, but then guard dogs suddenly are howling after me. I look ahead and suddenly see a convenience store light. I am leaving my childhood church building to get to this safe place across the street. Suddenly Armageddon. Devastation everywhere. I am stuck in a dream and can't escape.
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My twisted fantasy
„What on earth are you doing?!“ she asks, horrified.
Almost instantly guilt takes over me, a cold shower runs down my spine and my poor heart skips a beat. Why did she have to come in now?
It is so late and usually my sweet wife goes to bed early and sleeps like a rock…
„Diana, I...“ my stuttering doesn‘t help and her face turns from shock to disgust. There are no words to justify the situation she uncloaks me in.
Her eyes close to slits before she turns on her heels and walks out of the room.
I run after her. „Please, darling, let me explain!“
Diana stops on the way to our bedroom and turns around again. "How would you explain this to me, exactly?"
I seriously don't know the answer to that, so I decide to go with the truth...
"This damn diet you put me on is killing me - I've been fantasizing about this sandwich all day long!"
(166 words, have a great day, everyone)
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"The candlelight makes your skin look even more beautiful" he said. He reached out and tugged my nose fondly. I would have preferred a kiss but any contact with man was appreciated.
I sat in the car across from the diner trying to relish the memory; our date on my 21st birthday. But the smile on his girlfriend's face was distracting.
I snuck out after him when had told me he was going out. I suspected that he was going to be unfaithful; i was right.
I hated seeing him with other girls, yet, i tortured myself with images of his dates everytime.
He was a popular Casanova. The girls knew, But still, they loved him. I looked up now to see that the pair were making out. Tears dropped from my cheeks to my skirt.
He told me he loved me everyday, But he lied.
It was just the two of us since our parents died, and my brother had been my father, best friend and i had hoped, my lover.
But it was clear that he didn't want me. So i would keep my twisted fantasy to myself and smile sweetly when he got home.
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I watch you
In the gloom of the night, I watch you;
but you do not know it.
As if you were a canvas, I see you drawn in a dark room, only illuminated by the white arrows of the moon. You breathe slowly, like the waves of a calm sea, and in the swinging of the air that is born and dies in your diaphragm, sway, like a ship, your hands. They, adventurous of your oceans, furrow the silk that sticks to the curves of your body; they explore your breasts, move through your belly and, very slowly, they anchors between your thighs.
Hidden in the curtains, I devour you with my eyes;
but you can not see me.
And those hands are pagan: mercilessly desecrate your sex and sacrifice before the altar of passions, your groans. Your lips of fire and your body consumed by the flames of sin twist with pleasure as you dig the roots of your thousand demons until, through your moist thighs, the transparent lines of ecstasy are drawn
Now I'm watching you; and you know it
... but, far from fearing me: you are pleased.
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DREAMER
They call me modern Joseph because I like to dream.
I wasn't comfortable with my little world, so I made little ones to escape into, but the problem was they were so awesome I couldn't keep it to myself. I was called a dreamer because I had learned to dream up things I didn't have, and go on talking like I owned them.
No. It wasn't greed, the world I came in just wasn't big enough for me.
Mom said I lived too high in the clouds, and to be careful because the higher I went, the more painful my fall would be. Dad never said anything but I guess he was just sorry that I had to result to a compensate fantasy world. I liked pictures and enjoyed filling up my room with painted worlds I have only head visited in my head.
People only know what I want them to. Truth is , I’ve gone in farther than they'd ever know.
I’ve seen places out of this world, extraterrestrial and mystical. Worlds that existed before the one they know. Worlds they’d only relegate as some of my twisted fantasies.
They call me a dreamer, well, who’s laughing now?
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MY TWISTED FANTASY
The night is cold against the warmth of our love. A love I have never met, or seen or even had the pleasure of listening to her voice.
But I knew it, I knew it! Down deep in the coldest region of my heart that I never wanted to love like my peers did. Save me the Cinderella love stories, happily ever after seems to long for the love itself.
I crave a more self-destructive love, the type Romeo and Juliet had, or the life altering love Jack and Rose shared on the Titanic. How lucky they are to have experienced love at its brightest and shortest, a burning blue flame.
I do not know when, how, or even which form my love would take to rob me of my time.
However, I secretly hope it's a love from a distant galaxy, alien to this earth and to love in defiance to both worlds only to die in arms of one another... now that would make for the next generation of tragic loves, wouldn't it?
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MY TWISTED FANTASY
"What is the unit of force"? That's the last thing I heard in the class. A man with a terrifying look was right there in the lecture hall telling stories about a man he feels was super intelligent, Newton should be the name or maybe a name that had a " ton" in it.
Just then, I angrily walked out of the class, went straight to my car, I've always wanted to taste the burger sold in an eatery close to school, tales were told of it that the burger was imported from a country where cooks cooked with angels so no sensible human would want to miss that.I majestically opened the door, walked in and ordered for five burgers.
I had to sit in a place where no one sat so that no hunger stricken human would ask for my food, just as I was about to have a smooth bite of my long desired burger, I heard the name "Peter" echoing all over the room, I realized I was still in the class and this time the lecturer was right in front of me asking the most annoying question "What is the unit of force"?
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MY TWISTED FANTASY
The situation in my family was so deplorable that it got me thinking and started fantasising of a better life for me, my mother and my siblings.
I would fantasise that I was in this big house with maids and a luxurious car all to myself. Traveling to places around the world and meeting with the worlds greatest entrepreneurs for business meetings.
The most part was being the CEO of a multinational compamy with staff strength of over 5000. I was seeing myself giving back to society, the less priviledged and adopting brilliant students to take them through the university.
Having the coolest kids in the world to start up their own business at a young age and above all be committed to God as I have taught them to be.
All these My Twisted Fantasy was to serve as a distraction at the time but now it has become my reality.
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MY TWISTED FANTASY
Every day I think, about when I will stop thinking about him, and get away from that vice and that my twisted fantasy that I keep naming morning, afternoon and night ... many times at the end of the day I keep thinking, but I run sleep to forget about you ... Then at awakening I do not stop thinking about him, even though I want to avoid it always my mind thinks of enjoying it little by little, there my time is paralyzed and I just enjoy the moment, it has become I my vice, to twisted fantasy that does not leave me Even in dreams, whatever I do to avoid it, I'm always thirsty for it. There is no day that does not run to meet you, it is my darkest and my twisted fantasy, for which I wake up every day, I have no other choice and I run quickly step by step until you reach your meeting, its fragrance is unmatched, its Unimaginable flavor, and when I get to the kitchen, there is the waiting, rich, hot, divine, sweet, that's why every day I want to take my cup of coffee quickly.
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TWISTED FANTASY OF A THIRTEEN YEAR OLD ME.
This time? I'm in! 😁
This I thought to myself when the opportunity to see Nonye (my crush) for the fifth time came. We'd been invited for late night birthday /pool party at Goldies' that faithfully Friday.
Was I under dresses or a little too casual for the occasion? Eventually I settle for my favorite T-shirt and a pair of colourful jeans trousers. As a 13-year old lad, I'd imagined all sorts of fairy tale love story endings, how we'd fall in love and ride the sunset into the blissful gardens of "happily ever after" .
Oh snap! She's right in front of me!😨 what do i do? What do i say? I stood their numb and dumb. I think i may have muttered some gibberish when she said "hello" and smiled at me. Ones again I've let my TWISTED FANTASY. get the best of me. The reality was : I LOST NONYE FOR THE SIXTH TIME.
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TWISTED FANTASY
Young Amanda has been a gifted girl, she has so much joy for singing and has developed this habit right from a tender age. With her melodious and beautiful voice, her song can heal the wound of the sick....During their poem classes in kindergarten school, Amanda sangs beautifully to the greatest delight of her teacher. Right up till her secondary education, she has always been an amazing singer and song writer, and she has won various awards for her school by taking part in inter school talent show competitions. Amanda has been the talk of the whole community, as her singing performance has made her so famous and well known.. Amanda greatest dream is to be a great singer making fame all around the globe ..
But Alas! Amanda's dream and desire was cut short because her parent does not support her musical carrier. She was mandated by her parent to study law and become a lawyer...
WHAT A TWISTED FANTASY!!!
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Is a lovely sunday, Okeke and his age mate Nwankwo want to go to their age mates meeting . Okeke have arrange his calabarsh to drink sweet palm wine provided at the meeting. On Sundays at Amaigbo Village is always a love day as after church service children will be playing outside their compound. On the way to the meeting Okeke was only thinking about the test of fresh palm wine at the meeting. In the meeting he was waiting for refreshment time when the women sing and come to informed them of Mrs Okeke who has giving birth to a lovely baby boy. Okeke jumped from his chair and dash to his house without remembering his palm wine. Joy of a baby boy have overwelded him. Now is Okeke turn to provide palm wine . Okeke thank his God for his wife save delivery.
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MY TWISTED FANTASY.
Catherine gave me a shove, and I came back to the present.
" Kevin can't you, just for once pay attention, when am talking to you".
Oh God, I have totally forgotten that she was in the room.
"Am sorry, Cat".
"Tell me what you are thinking about this time."
I remember bending down so as to avoid her eyes. I didn't want to tell her. How can I tell her that each time I close my eyes I imagine myself being bitten by a vampire and acquiring the abilities of a vampire. Do you know what it is to be as fast as Flash, knowing that you are going to live for ever, ever young. God! I will love that. The first thing I will do as a vampire is to bite Claire, she is Catherine's friend. Yes, she is the one I wish to spend the eternity with. Then I will find a way to manufacture artificial blood enough to last us a life time.
I won't tell Cat, she will probably laugh at me. She will say am being childish. Its better I keep it to myself.
"It's Nothing sis", I replied.
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MY TWISTED FANTASY
I thought of living the life of a common man; reeling in powerlessness and lacking in authority.
Four months ago, I had gotten married to Kim Kardarshian in my palace, Russia. Ever since, we have been basking in the euphoria of never ending honeymoon, non-stop for four months. She added to my long list of concubines including Oprah Winfrey, Beyounce, Adele and Omotala.
I had enjoyed enough financial, geopolitical and military power, launching air and nuclear missiles on USA.
Fortnight ago, I was announced the world's most powerful man, world leaders were always calling and beckoning on me for military support and the likes.
But, today sitting on my well established sit, I started having a feeling of what the common man felt. I sought within myself that I should change the world order, allow prosperity to....... I felt a tap of a cold hand, it was my mother, she had yelled long ago, from outside coming inside, while I was lost, fantasizing in dream world.
I got up from sleep, washed my face, picked my cutlass and followed to assist her in the farm.
She had cut short my dream, my arena of twisted fantasy
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MY TWISTED FANTASY.
Money, the word that everybody in the world (the rich and the poor) cherish a lot. This word has occupied 90% of my thinking everyday. Because I want to be known, help the poor the very category I don't wish to belong, I need to talk with boldness. Well the Bible clearly stated that money is a defence and not having it makes me feels and look vulnerable. But I knew ways of having this word (money) that disturb my mind, legally or illegally.
I saw my self in a mansion surrounded by different kinds of individuals with a great feast chanting my name, I was their Lord in every sense basking in prosperity.
Where am I was now the word that need an answer in my mind, suddenly I felt a tap behind me and a voice as well, as I turned to look I was in a real world with my mother taping me out of sleep your phone is ringing she said.
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MY TWISTED FANTASY
I had always dreamt; both night and day dreams of travelling outside the country for my academics, this dream was always the first thing on my mind everytime I was in my solitude, it greeted my consciousness like the prick of a theatre needle, this was all I ever wanted, needed and hoped for.
"Hello, is this smart? "
The voice on the caller end asked
"yes I am" was my reply.
It was the American emissary at the embassy, my visa entry was just accepted, I was to be in Lagos in a week's time to be authenticated, what an awesome news this was!
Barely three days after I got news of my success at the American embassy, devastation hit me like an earthquake from the Middle East, dad was no more!
He had struggled for years with diabetes, sadly he couldn't overcome the pangs of death and lack of insulin he had suffered.
It was scarcely possible to give him an average burial, how much more my travelling.
Our source was gone, my fantasy twisted.
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MY TWISTED FANTASY- STACH SHORT STORY CONTEST
at his picture once again, the face of my twisted fantasy.
I looked at his profile picture once again on whatsapp,And I realized that I still loved him. Even though he cheated on me with so many girls ,those I know and those I did'nt even know,even though he smoke,drank,and kept late nights..I still had a soft spot for him. Even though he made me cry once a while, I couldnt think of any other person.
I was so confused with my feelings, and I didnt know whose advice to take, some of my friends told me to forget about him; block him on all social medias and delete his number; some said I should embarrass him publicly,while some said I should give him a last chance. My parents were not left out, they sat me down and gave me the ' man talk'. They said if a man starts cheating while dating,there was nothing that would change him.
Still confused as to what to do,I looked
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Plot Twist
So there I was, lost in thought again as I stared at this magnificent being. Whisked away in my imagination; my mind palace. The only place such twisted thought have a home; my fantasies come alive. The figure was dashing 6.5ft, obviously medium sized and the most ravishing tall glass of chocolate goodness you could ever lay eyes on. I couldn’t help myself, I was lost and in my thoughts, he would take me in his arms and stare into my soul with those piercing eyes as each thump of my heart was in perfect synchronization with his. We danced for hours as the day turned to night and we laid under the moonlight gazing at each other. In the silence, with no words spoken but a lot had been said. Finally, he reaches out and touches my face, his hand, soft but firm. He leaned in and yes, it was time. His kiss, like a breath of fresh air, like the first taste of addiction. Alas, I am knocked back to reality, as he in real life is a she, Brenda…My Twisted Fantasy
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My twisted fantasy
I was chatting with a nice girl for a while now and today should be the day for our first meetup. I got awake this morning and I was already aroused by the thought of seeing her the first time. We chatted for several What will she look like? Will she be beautiful? Of course! She will fulfill my dreams and I will fall in love on first sight. But what if I am dating a dragon?
What if her profile picture was fake and she is in reality a man? So many concerns running through my mind right now. It’s getting more and more difficult if you get older and look for the perfect partner to marry, even if you don’t know if you’ll ever want to marry someone at all.
One thing I definitely know is I want to find a “soulmate” a girl that underdstands me and whith whom I can talk about important topics like future relationship and daily needs. As I know I’ll be death one day after our marriage because I have to give up all me freedoms I have at the moment I am probably not going to marry …
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Just here for the comments.
Lots of beautiful stories and potentially great writers here? Is there an accelerator hub for writers? Anyone knows?
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I always had this great fantasy when I was in high school. Whenever I thought about going to college, this big grin engulfed my face. I had always fantasied about college and the excitements that came with being in college. The freedom, the endless parties, the hangovers and above all, the fact that you wouldn’t have to study as hard as we did while in high school.
I went into college and the first year I couldn’t understand what was going on. I felt so confused and lost. I wondered to myself, “could the reason be the school I was attending at the moment?’’. It was a private school and all the freedom I thought I would have, was nowhere to be found.
There were restrictions on virtually everything, from when we were to sleep every night, to the kind of foods we had. The worst was the fact that we were mandated to come to school in a particular uniform. I almost went crazy because the academic work load was hell.
My fantasies were all twisted, but perhaps, that’s the world we live in. you don’t always get what you expect.
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MY TWISTED FANTACY
Doris, my very pretty next door neighbor, has for the past two months being what was on my mind. She moved in three months ago and has since put me on a sojourn with delusional end. We started by being friends until we became so close, anyone would think we were dating. I started seeing her early last month, however, it wasn't official as the love I had for her clouded my thoughts. I had to assume we were dating. Surprisingly, she reciprocated the love, everything seemed to be moving fine. I always think about her: while on bed, in class, anywhere. She is the only girl I ever loved so dearly. I was already planning about marrying he after school.
But she was keeping a secret from me. It was so obvious that anybody could notice but I was blinded by love to notice that she was married! She broke the news to me the night I told her my plans for her after school. I was so heart broken. Though she's married, I can't stop thinking about marrying her, a twisted fantasy maybe. An illusion that cant come to pass.
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Hi, thanks for making this contest. Here is my entry. :)
Twisted Fantasy
I cannot remember the exact time when I last visited our ancestral home. Took me hours before I finally reached it from where I am currently working. It looks really old now since there were no recent renovations. The last happy memories I have with it were the memories with my grandmother. Standing on its front door now gives me mixed of emotions.
I open the door as it was left open and look around. Every corner still looks the same and I like it that it remained that way. Then I look for the rocking chair. It was swaying slowly and grandma smiles at me. What a lovely site that makes my heart filled with joy. The most precious smile in the world, I have seen it once more.
Then my cousin tap me and uttered. "Hey Sally, long time no see. Very few relatives came here now since grandma passed away." I answered, "I think because a lot were still saddened". Then I looked back at the rocking chair without grandma in there. Seeing her smile again although it was just a twisted fantasy is always a beautiful sight to me.
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MY TWISTED FANTASY!
It was another sunny Monday afternoon, I'd just returned from school after a long strenuous and stressful day. Hungry and tired, I ditched my school bag in the sitting room and dashed to the kitchen... Mom left a note rather than food and even before reading it I knew my food was at the farm, which was about 30 minutes walk from the house so I set out after drinking a cup of water to gather some strength.
As I drew closer to the farm, I began hearing the sound of her melodious voice, a sigh of relief "at least I'm almost there". I thought to myself. I took a turn to have a piss and what met my eyes, just by the bushy road left me in awe. It was an open bag with stacks of cash in it. "Oh! My dreams have turned into reality ". Often I'd fantasized picking up a pile of money in the bushes.
As I reached out to the bag, I heard a knock on my door, mom was knocking, it was morning and I had to be in school... "Oh! This was just a dream".
Word count ; 193
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There was nothing. He dreamed of light and dark, and awoke to the day and night of his fantasy.
After enjoying the contrasting night and day he slept once more. Now he dreamed an endless turquoise sky presiding over an endless azure sea. He awoke to sky and sea. He spent time enjoying both and slept again.
In his fantasy there was land born of the seas, with verdant jungles covering the land. When he awoke there was land and vegetation.
Now he slept a long time, with dreams of an endless expanse of glittering stars. And he dreamed of life beginning in the seas and skies he had dreamed of previously.
He awoke to find stars, sun and moon, and a world teaming with life in the seas and skies.
Finally he dreamed of land animals, and men like him having dominion and stewardship over all his fantasies. And upon awakening he found it was true.
He slept one final time, and this time he awoke to a twisted version of his fantasies. A world that had been crippled, seas and skies befouled, land raped, animals imprisoned, and men with no love in their hearts.
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My twisted fantasy?
I take a walk to the supermarket, cos I'm craving ice cream so badly, at the freezer, this very sexy light skinned girl walks up to make a pick as well... then I say 'hope u dnt plan on taking d chocolate', she smiles and asks why... I say 'just freeze Milo instead'.
She laughs, we get along and she says 'wah u think bout hanging out right now?' Oh boi... he'll yeah!
We hit the bar, have a swell time and it's getting late. She makes a phone call, 'whr r u? I'm at d bar, come n pick me up'. I don know say slip don cut.
23mins later, a black slick Benz pulls up and she says 'that's me', I stand up to say my good byes and she says 'ur coming ryt?'
Hell no! Ain't nobody having a threesome with some other dude. Then d driver door opens... fuck me! It's her identical twin!
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Thank you for this challenge. I got 0.5sbd last time. So motivated to write again. Thank you once again.
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My Twisted Fantasy.
So it was so very easy to be together and look forward to being together and our love affair just blossomed the more we saw each other and the more we were together, we learned more and more about each other. After a short period of time we became engaged and had a very small intimate wedding with just family and very close friends, the friends we continued to have for the rest of our life and then came two adorable little boys. And...my wife just adored our daughter and adored the two boys, and I feel I just gave her a wonderful life. A good marriage. I had this fantasy of a perfect love life, though I did not believe it would be a reality. But here am I. "Twisted fantasy turns Achieved fantasy".
Word Count: 136
Thanks @stach
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My twisted fantasy
Just as I stood on one side of the road, waiting for a good Samaritan that could just drop me off to my friends place, still trying to dilute what happened to the 1000 Naira note I was having. I've lost the Money! Oh my God how are my going to get home, if I had known, I wouldn't have gone to the market today. I was still pondering on this, when a beautiful lady in Her late twenties I guess, started waving at me to come over just few meters from where I was standing.
I haven't noticed she's been there for long due to the terrible experience I just had in the market that fateful afternoon. Maybe God has finally answered my prayer, I thought. With my school bag on my back where the stuffs i bought were, I moved to answer her. As I got closer to the ash colored Lexus 300, i noticed that one of the rear tyres had gone flat.
Hi dear, please can you assist me in changing the bad tyre with the spare she said in a tiny lovely voice. I've tried calling my mechanic but I couldn't reach Him she continued. OK I answered, I haven't done this before at least I've watched my dad do it few days ago. cmon I can do this I said to myself. Immediately I got the spare tyre and fixed Jack the beneath car and turned the stock. Searched through the till box and got a spanner. After taking of flat tyre, I fixed the other, aligned it and Tightened the nuts. I told her I was done. She thanked me and asked me of my destination, I told her and she gave me a lift.
On our way, she introduced herself to be Anna and she's a student of Unilag. I didn't notice I was close to my apartment. She asked if she could have my contact, oh God! Not only did you give me tea, you also brought bread I said to myself. As I was about calling the last two digits of my number, I heard my lecturers name telling me to explain the topic on the board. Alas! I've been day dreaming for about an hour. Quickly I stood up and everyone in the class were already laughing at me . I haven't heard of that topic. In fact, that's the course I hate most.
How do I get over this? The previous week I didn't perform well in His test, now I'm sleeping in his class too.
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God bless you @stach for helping writers along
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MY TWISTED FANTASY
Ever since I turned 18years, I keep having imaginations of satisfying myself sexually with the few guys that were hanging around as friends due to the fact I was into guys.
I have a best friend who was a boy but looked like a girl, I had in one way or another persuaded him to help relieve my sexual urges/feelings for him but I was quite unfortunate each time i tried because he wasn't interested in a male-male relationship.
One day, I was fully convinced and determined to go and seek sex from him no matter how crazy it looks/sounds. I visited him at home due to the fact his parents travelled, hoping to see him 'home alone' because he was the only child of the family.
To my dismay I didn't meet him at home but rather met a young lady, who seemed to be the maid lying naked on his bed. I was surprised as I felt a high sense of sexual urge I haven't felt, I never knew what came over me, I had to relieve my sexual feelings for the first time with a girl rather than for a boy; I had ever imagined for. (199 words)
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I had always thought that traveling on a plane was going to be a very cool thing. It had been a dream to get into one, traveling with hundreds of people in the sky; sleeping, getting to eat, drink, watch movies, listen to songs, get superb service from beautiful air hostesses as the plane sweep across the white clouds.
I wore my suit to portray nobility not knowing I had made a terrible mistake. Getting onto the plane I saw that other passengers were casually dressed. I thought to myself that I was the only cool one. It was while I was conversing with the person sitting next to me that I discovered that the journey I was expecting to take 7 hours was actually going to take 22 hours. I was devastated thinking of how I was going to survive in those tight, weighty wears. Apparently, I had read the time on my flight ticket wrong by misinterpreting the local time.
All I had expected to enjoy on my first time of traveling on a plane was now being endured as I felt queasy all through the journey. All my expectations turned out to be a twisted fantasy.
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I've always wanted to fit into fiction casts, i read every piece that came my way, i wanted to find me, i was tired of her. She was always beautiful, her smile would always take his breath away as she had a perfect dentition, he would always want to look into her eyes because they were pure, she can have any man she wants with her supple breast and well carved curves, and her inviting voice crowned it all.
I need a place for me, i know nothing is wrong with me, just that he wouldn't want to look into my eyes because they are permanently swollen from all the nights I've cried and my breast can be likened to fallen heroes. I would have had a killer smile but my step mother made it mission impossible the morning she slapped my tooth out of place when it was 4:02 and i wasn't up from my bed. Please don't look at my skin, every mistake i ever made has its story on it. I write to fiction writers, i want to see me in your piece.
My twisted fantasy...
Word count - 189
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My Twisted Fantasy
Lai wouldn't take anything less,she had to oblige,for he had put in all effort in trying to woo her,this was his dream,being the master as they say, she was the slave and would derive as much pleasure as he decides to give,nothing more,nothing less.
He stared at her with a far away look as she twitched,for the ropes binding her feet and hands gave mild discomfort,but he knew it was the from pain that pleasure becomes ecstasy and the master gives such with love. For he love her.
He kissed her lips fervently and the moans that escaped her lips signaled the fire he had set in her bones,craving for more and so did he,for theirs was beyond the realm of natural bliss,and slowly he slid in, basking in the warmth that could only be fueled by passionate intimacy.
Plunging in with brute force as he was near to climax, he could feel her heart beat racing in fear as she gazed into his eyes,he felt it too, she had given in to his oddity,his twisted want and fantasy,though scared and in pains, it was in love,and that was all that mattered.
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My twisted fantasy
I had always loved her, i'd think about her everyday. I was lost, i could not think straight, anytime I want to meet her, my heart fails me. She approached me, we fell in love, it was like a dream, we got married. She started to feed the both of us, I surprised, I got pregnant, what is going on, I carried a protruded stomach for nine month.
I was in the labour room to deliver, then I thought, ooh wait, am a man. I pinched my self hard. Then I woke up
Plot twist 😁
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Always worth every bit of time investment.
I appreciate @stach consistency.
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MY TWISTED FANTASY
Phew! Boom! that's the sound of cars that woke me by 11pm, I stretched myself, made a move to the fridge with the intention of devouring the soft creamy bread I left last night forgetting that I had mercilessly consumed the poor thing before sleep visited. With the burning urge, I staggered through the dark streets in search of her alluring fragrance, at least I can always spot her through the aroma she wields. I remember telling my father "dad, my bread is my baby", with a conviction that he didn't know what I meant so he only giggled and walked away.My weak feet fluttered along the way as an aroma just struck my nose.
Just as fate as always been kind to me, I got a hold on her flesh lying in a kiosk, slowly she curled mildly between my fingers, like a child losing her breath in the arms of her mother. Just then, it dawned on me that I had violated my curfew and I hurriedly ran home, carefully mashing her, leaving her gasping softly for breath while i munched desperately on every pieces of her enjoying the world of my weird illusion.
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This is about ‘bread’? Wow!!! The unusual love for it rings clear. Good job. Weird, but good.
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My Twisted Fantasy - Fruity Females
While exploring an underwater cave, I fell asleep. When I woke up, I was not alone. I was surrounded by these “jelly” people. They were only about 5” tall, and so cute. As I sat there, awestruck, one of the 4 pink jellies, who were standing up higher than the rest of them, spoke to me. She said that they are called the Fruity Females and that they were made for eating. In fact, I had to eat if I wanted to leave. All exits had been blocked. Okay, this is weird, but I’m hungry, so picked up an orange one and gave it a taste. The more I ate the more she giggled. Soon she was gone. I had to eat one of each of the 10 flavors, the pink one last. When I got to the pink one, she did a little chant first. After eating her, I had to go to the restroom. When it came out it was different colors, 2 of each color, except only 1 pink. I thought, “Ha! I’m a momma”. I was then shown the exit. The next thing I know, I’m waking up in a hospital bed. A dream?
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My Twisted Fantasy
Lai wouldn't take anything less,she had to oblige,for he had put in all effort in trying to woo her,this was his dream,being the master as they say, she was the slave and would derive as much pleasure as he decides to give,nothing more,nothing less.
He stared at her with a far away look as she twitched,for the ropes binding her feet and hands gave mild discomfort,but he knew it was the from pain that pleasure becomes ecstasy and the master gives such with love. For he love her.
He kissed her lips fervently and the moans that escaped her lips signaled the fire he had set in her bones,craving for more and so did he,for theirs was beyond the realm of natural bliss,and slowly he slid in, basking in the warmth that could only be fueled by passionate intimacy.
Plunging in with brute force as he was near to climax, he could feel her heart beat racing in fear as she gazed into his eyes,he felt it too, she had given in to his oddity,his twisted want and fantasy,though scared and in pains, it was in love,and that was all that mattered.
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This is repetition.
mistakenly sent
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A FANTASY QUITE TWISTED
As a footballer in the Nigerian National team, it had been a lifetime totally dedicated to soccer and to the love of my Nation, patriotism if you may.
There had been no single nation we never got to, either for training or matches, both friendlies, International and club sides. My net worth was by this time placed at 100million USD.
Just then news of my meeting with the president of America got to me through my coach, that was to be a dream come true and a turning point in my career.
We had boarded a chartered flight, 22 of us, members of the National team, were midway into the flight when I heard a bang.
Could it be a Plane Crash?
Just then u woke up, armed robbers were at the door!
Oh good Jesus!
Another silly nightmare.
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MY TWISTED FANTASY
My boss is talking. At least I thought he was. His lips were moving. He was saying something about me coming in for work on Saturday morning. Something about it being important. He sounded an awful lot like he did last week, and the week before that. That time, he said it was a one time thing, but he lied. I had to go home for my Aunt Matilda's birthday on Saturday, but he doesn't want to see reason.
I looked at my boss, what an overweight, foul smelling, ill mannered old man. This isn't his first time making me work extra hours, and I know it wouldn't be the last. He has a big mouth, maybe that's why he talks a lot. I think about sealing it shut with an adhesive tape. That would help, but he's super good at mannerisms. His flabby hands would have to be bound together. He would be furious, and no doubt, his nose would be flaring, stealing away a tad bit too much oxygen. That wouldn't do. I'd have to glue them shut. Of course he wouldn't be able to breathe after that. His eyes by that time would be popping, trying to wiggle out their sockets. I'd think about blindfolding him, but that sinister part of me would want to watch life slip out of them. So I'd leave them open. Maybe in his next life, he wouldn't overwork me.
"Emmanuel, have you heard a word I've said? I'll see you on Saturday morning, are we clear?"
"Crystal boss, crystal."
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I got married two yrs no child. I was diagnosed with PCOS, where they told me getting pregnant would be difficult without assistance. We spent all we have, did IUI, no success. The doctor suggested IVF but hubby refused believing since I have womb i will conceive when it's time". Few months later I conceive.
At 20 weeks I started bleeding and I was placed on bed rest, which I could not observe because we were trying to raise money to deliver in US. Finally, we were able to raise some money and the date scheduled to travel came.
We got to the hospital at 4am, my flight was for 9pm... By the time I got to the hospital, I was having endless bleeding the doctors said they had to take out the babies for me to survive.
After the surgery, the babies barely survived an hour and died one after the other. There were no words for the pain, it took the doctors and my family a weeks to break the news to me, and I felt dead inside. After all the suffering, pain, sickness, money spent... only for it to end like that? WHAT A TWISTED FANATASY.
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IF WISHES WERE HORSES...
There I was, seated at the reception, taking a review of my life. I remember when I was in High School and I vowed that I was going to get married to a beauty queen. I always made jest of the girls around me, calling them ugly, and irritating. I was so sure my wife would be a classy lady.
I met Sade immediately after college. She is not my dream girl but I thought I should just enjoy my youthful age before I settle down in marriage later, to my dream woman. Sade and I got so close and fond of each other. She is neat and caring, but she is too reserved and too dark-complexioned for my liking. Well, I was just with her for a moment. Soon, I would breakup with her, I had thought.
It was like hell was set loose when Sade broke the news of her pregnancy to me after her mum discovered she showed the symptoms. Both parents insisted that we must get married as it is against our tradition to do otherwise.
Lost in thought, nurse tapped me. Congratulations Sir, your wife has a baby boy...
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MY TWISTED FANTASY
I could not help but stare at him. He was just so perfect, his dark skin, brown eyes, pointed nose, dimpled cheeks, curly hair...drove me crazy.
All I could think of at that moment was to be his, I was so deep in thought that I did not realise he noticed me and was there standing right in front of me.
With a snap of his finger, I came back to reality. He smiled attractively. I covered my face in shyness and blushed underneath, till he left. I felt embarrassed.
I hurriedly left the shop. Just two streets away, I saw a large crowd of people gathered around a dead body. Taking a closer look, it was my crush.
I suddenly woke up, and realised it was a dream. Till date, that has been my craziest twisted fantasy.
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Monkey Biz
I was waiting at the bus stop for the bus, and the strangest thought came in to my head. "Why can't I be a monkey?".
What a dumb thought, and yet it would not exit my conscience. Why can't I be a monkey? That's not how it works, silly. You have to be born a monkey, I thought as the bus bobs up and down.
The bus stops at a zoo, and I thought why not? Let's see one of these darned monkeys. I head to the zoo and navigate to the monkey enclosure. There I see him. A strange monkey, with human like facial features, such as cheekbones and a buck chin. I look around, and there is no one else.
I climb into the enclosure and take a close look at the monkey. But before I could get close the monkey swipes my wallet and escapes. Just my luck. I try to climb back out, but I find it impossible to climb out, because of the slippery mud. And nobody is around to help when I yell.
Just then I realise that my twisted fantasy came true. I became a monkey. If only for a little while.
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MY TWISTED FANTASY
I've always had the hots for Jane. She had the figure of a trigger, legs that could go on forever. Her being a dark girl was the icing on the cake I would so love to eat. Jane was so innocent, compared to all the other girls. I should know. She always sat listening and penning down everything I spoke during class.
Yes, Jane was my student, my eighteen year old student.
I know my thoughts were wrong in all levels, but I couldn't help stealing glances at her well rounded breasts from where I stood on the podium daily.
Being thirty-seven and her teacher, the impure thoughts I had of her could not be pulled through, but it could not stop me from fantasying over her, not matter how twisted it was.
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I wake up in the morning, to a beautiful room, covered with silver curtains,glittering in the beautiful morning sun. Slowly, with a soft smile on my lips, i rise from my Egyptian cotton sheets, feeling the soft texture careessing my skin. I walk to the kitchen for breakfast and i get a delicious plate of spaghetti Bolognese, with a glass of pineapple juice to wash it down.
I take a warm bath and adorn myself with a dress made by prada and a Jimmy Choo shoe.
Now I am dressed for work, i take the elevator from my pent house apartment to the parking garage and my G-wagon comes to life as my driver smiles to me.
As i settle down in my car to enjoy the ride, next i hear is "madam, can you please adjust a bit?.. and wheeewww... i return to my real world. Here i am sitting in a commercial bus filled with so many people, with an old man peering into my face waiting for me to adjust my sitting posture. I realise that i have been fantasizing how sweet my life could be. Though twisted, i know my fantasy can still be achieved .
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MY TWISTED FANTASY
"Is this the car?" Matthew asked in surprise.
Jimoh didn't answer, instead he entered the vehicle and sat in the driver's seat. Matthew followed suit; got in the front passenger seat and tightened his seatbelt too when Jimoh appeared to do so.
Matthew studied Jimoh's face curiously as the boy fumbled with switches. His hands went to the dashboard, caressed the gear, while his feet digged deep into the accelerator.
Matthew scratched his head in amazement as he recalled how his friend had rushed into class this morning, beaming. When their class teacher asked him why he was late, Jimoh blamed it on a fever.
Then he had whispered in Matthew's ear as he joined him in their seat.
"I was up all night, driving my new car!"
Matthew had been so eager to see the ride that he and Jimoh had raced all the way home from school. To think that he had gone through all this effort for Jimoh's father's wrecked and abandoned Camry made Matthew laugh suddenly.
Jimoh now twisted the invisible ignition key and placed his hands on the Camry's nonexistent steering wheel.
"VROOM, VROOM! Welcome to my twisted fantasy," He said.
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MY TWISTED FANTASY
You are young and pretty, naive and stupid. Grim, yet true.
It was that Sunday afternoon, wasn't it? You went to his room to get water. Silence had received you, until the door broke open; and he stood in your face, his right hand buried in the pocket of his gray shorts. You remember, don't you? The struggle to pluck your eyes off his yellow legs.
When he said "come in", a nervous collar had found its way around your throat. He didn't ask you why you'd come, but gave you a bottle of fanta and something else...
No one noticed the blood on your skirt when you got home.
And you liked it. You liked him, especially because he was gentle, till he stopped. Till he began to push you against the wall and hold your throat and suspend you leg in the air, his face emotionless. You knew he'd lied about leaving the priesthood to elope with you. Till the day you the peed on the stick and it was red, went to the pastorium and found his room empty.
You are young and naive, and stupid. And like your fantasies, you are twisted.
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This is an amazing opportunity for steemians to test their writing skills and get rewarded. A big shout out goes to @stach for this wonderful initiative.
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My Twisted Fantasy
I returned home to Nigeria, having completed my studies in Havard. After months of searching for my ideal girlfriend material, I finally found one in the mall, and was captured by her exceptional beauty and her Coca-Cola bottle physique.
I immediately envisaged the pride my friends would have for me, if I could make such a goddess my girlfriend. I also didn't fail to undress her and test her 'bedmatics' skills, in my imagination.
Well, I didn't just fantasize. As a sharp guy, I hurriedly went after her.
"Hello damsel, my name is Daniel Elohor, and I must say you're very beautiful".
"Thank you. I'm Veronica. Elohor sounds familiar, are you the son of Mr Fidelis Elohor?" She asked.
"Yes i am", I answered
"Wow! he's my Dads distant cousin, and I am glad to meet you Daniel", she exclaimed
Those words pierced my heart. The only girl I'm attracted to, both emotionally and sexually, turns out to be a family member. "Apparently, I'm having a twisted fantasy, and, I'm going to die single", i sadly muttered to myself.
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I turned around, and saw him kneeling on the ground. His eyes were tired, his left shoulder naked, peaking from his dirty, ripped up shirt. He was just five years old. Holding a book with his small hands, he turned towards me.
˝Hello dear lady! Would you like to buy a book?˝
I felt pain in my heart and forced myself to smile. ˝Yes, darling. I see you have a lot of books. Which one should I choose?˝ I asked, kneeling down.
˝Oh... They are... They are all very good.˝He stammered, confused.
The books on the ground were dirty and damaged. They all had silly titles, nothing very interesting. I started blinking faster to hide the tears, and took the book from his hand. It was called ˝My twisted fantasy˝. I smiled and whispered: ˝This one looks amazing.˝
His eyes widened with hope. I took all the money I had in my wallet and stuffed it in his hand. ˝But the book is five cents dear lady!˝ he screamed, worried. ˝Keep the change, darling.˝
I walked away very sad. If only there was no poverty in the world. But I guess that will also remain just a fantasy...
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MY TWISTED FANTASY
In my childhood, I fantasized that I would become a great actress. The whole room will lie near my feet, and fans will start wearing flowers, cakes and chocolates :)
But my fantasy crashed when I went to the theater studio at the age of 15. There were only 1 boy and 15 girls in the studio.
And it turned out, I have no talent. A month later, I began to dream that I was given at least the role of one of the wives in the harem of the Sultan. But I was entrusted to play the role of a flying bomber - that is, together with a dozen poor people loudly buzz.
For a week, I tore off my voice, and left the studio. This was the end of my great dream ...
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IT WAS JUST A DREAM
I sat at my usual seat which was at the back of the class, I looked out the window and then I saw him. He walked into the class majestically and I couldn't help but notice how broad his chest was and how he looked so good in those jeans. As if on clue, he walked towards me and was starring deeply into my eyes and I felt so conscious of myself all of a sudden and I blushed. He stopped in front of me and then knelt down, he tucked the loose strands of my hair behind my ear and as his finger brushed my ears I couldn't help but notice how good his hand felt against my skin and how my body reacted strongly to his touch. He took my hands in his and kissed them gently, then he brought out a small jewellery box from his pocket and opened it, behold inside it was the most beautiful promise ring I had ever seen. Then he looked at me and said; ever since I met you, I have never been more fulfilled and satisfied, you complete me Jasmine. This promise ring is a symbol of my promise to always love you. Please will you be my girlfriend Jasmine? I was overwhelmed to see the guy who I have always had a crush for , asking me to be his girlfriend and without hesitation I said yes.
I opened my eyes suddenly and discovered that he was no longer there, then I realized that it was just a dream and will always remain my twisted fantasy because he already had a girlfriend.
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MY TWISTED FANTASY
A piece was missing in my heart, a puzzle was scrambled, and you came in just in time sent from heaven to me. Every time an incoming call comes in with your name, my heart miss an heartbeat. I feel happy when we are chatty. You mesmerize me with your level of intelligence, your smartness, decency and composure. Never have I found a guy so lovely like you are to me. I feel your soft body envelope me, a petite helpless girl, and a kiss to seal the love. Have I ever told you how distinct your dark complexion is? I call you my black diamond because you sparkle in the dark. How can I ever repay you for your love, care, tutelage, time and treats? My brown sugar, if I am asked to chose between you and a $50 SBD, baby I'll chose you without regrets. You kissed me goodnight and we slept off while cuddling, only to be awake the following morning just to realize my brown sugar was in my wonderland (dream) and I was sleeping next to my teddy bear. Oh! What a dream.
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MY TWISTED FANTASY
I had already prepared myself to travel, my mum was very happy. With the level of her happiness, she had to call all the villagers to come and celebrate with her and to thank God for giving to her a son like me. I was very happy because I was about to travel to the United Kingdom through a scholarship scheme that was organised by the Niger Delta Development Commission (NDDC).
With the joy in my heart, I made friends with everyone who offended me, started a mentorship platform where I direct my colleagues on how they should take their lives and their future very seriouly. In this way, I urged them not to be taking alcohol, smoking or committing one crime or the other as these will lead them to destruction and as such, they can never be like me who has gotten scholarship to study abroad. My pastor was very proud of me.
So on the d-day, I was set and we were all at the airport. Immediately I entered the plane, I discovered myself on the ground from a bench I was sleeping right outside the front of our compound. Oh no! my fantasy was twisted.
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Gud!!! This will be my second intellectual challenge on stach...i hope i make way this time....optimistic!!!
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Thanks to @stach for this platform to showcase talent
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I have always fantasized long and hard about a life in a Lagos
with many stories about the city and how many on arrival, struck fortune and fame.
How enticing this is? Though it sounded twisted logically, it came with a lot of fantasy. Sequentially it was time for youth service and incidentally, I was deployed to Lagos by a stroke of fluke, this brought me great ecstasy.
Prior to my deployment I started talking with this beauty on face-book and the talk went far, she painted a perfect picture of the city in my fantasy.
On arrival I had her called and she offered me accommodation but there was more. She wished for a stable relationship, I played along but she went a step further; she wanted commitment with a legal backing, and then I knew that I was headed for the rocks.
On my refusal to follow her pace, she threw me out the cold blooded streets of Lagos; Sleeping from one church to one dilapidated building. I had a better understanding of Lagos firsthand.
It became clear that I have nursed a twisted fantasy of Lagos.
...........Lagos helps only the strong to continue.........
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