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This is a very short story, designed more to evoke than to describe.

It’s not like my usual writing style, but I wanted to try something new!

**Kink List**

Rape, drugs/intoxication, addiction, impregnation, cheating, somnophillia, Stockholm

This piece was written as a free commission. The user who requested it does not wish to be named.

**THIS story IS ENTIRELY FICTIONAL**

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I stayed out too late with my friends…. Dizzy, drunk? Wait, did someone slip me something?

Can not concentrate. Couldn’t have, my friends were there. They’d have told me. Wait… what if James…? No, he’d never.

Ugh, too far home.

>Hey, Millie, you look a little rough, need a lift?

James, see – he’s helpful and sweet. Shame on me for thinking that.

I slur a response, he smiles, blurry as I climb in his car. Asleep most of the way.

He carries me home. Wait, not home… Where is this?

Can not concentrate, asleep again. His hands are strong.

Fuck, it feels nice. Sexy dreams, my husband haha. No, sounds like James. Ugh, I feel nauseous.

* Ged off….

A grin

>No

Fade out again.

Wake still dizzy, but a little better. James is there, his arm around me, I cannot remember right…

* Did we?

A grin

>Of course not, drink – you look unwell

Bitter, sour water. Dizzy again quickly this time.

Dreams of sex, waking sex. I think something is very wrong, but I cannot work out when it happened. I need a taxi…

I wake again, my head pounding, my wholebody aches. I need something, it feels wrong without it.

>Millie, you’re awake

Its james

* My head… what happened

A grin

>Drink this, it’ll help

Bitter again, but it helps. Headache fades, scary thoughts fade, body limp again, James is inside again.

Dreams are better after the drink.

I wake with james, he’s naked, drink in hand, I take it.

A grin

Legs spread as I slip into warm sleep again.

Days later? Maybe a week or two.

I’m home safe, husband relieved, missing persons cancelled.

>Where were you

* Don’t remember

Half true, of course.

Life resumes, memories blurry, feelings blurry, pregnancy test clear.

James calls

>Come for a drink?

I drive over

I open the door

A grin

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And that’s the story!

This is a “Free commission” – by that I mean the story was requested by somebody and I liked it enough that I wanted to do it for free!

It also let me try out a very different writing style.

I hope you all enjoyed it!

To see more of my stories, check the list of stories posted on my user account or the newly re-claimed subreddit r/horrotica

NSFW: yes

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