Silly Fantasy L&C Stories

Hi, my name is irrelevant. My story is not. Every one’s dream is to live a normal life . I do as well . Looking back , I’ve everything - loving wife , a career to be proud of, happy children , but I also have a … curse. My eldest son is going to college. He was chosen to give a speech at his school graduation . I attended it and he said “my papa is my inspiration.” My heart melted and I held my wife’s hand as we heard rest of the speech which praised me. Then my son said - how I persevered and taught him how to win and more importantly how to lose. His speech went on as he said talked about his father me, “is so strong and so accomplished yet he got beaten up by a woman half his size in a playground when they were really young. As a young kid, I saw it and thought wow , nothing can be more humiliating for an army man and father than getting his ass completely kicked and owned by a shorter smaller stronger woman. She took his pants off - and beat him up senseless in front of her kid and...

“ Are you sure you wanna go out this late in that area”- asked Jhanvi Kapoor. “Yes, am a member of the guild who is gonna mess with me” - said ananya pandey. The lands were largely at peace. Katrina used to be the strongest woman of all time . Jacquilene came and beat her up and took her queen dom and raised an army of women (shraddha, sonakshi , disha) . Katrina came back and took the queendom right back with help of kriti sanon. In kriti’s absence, Katrina got attacked by priyanka along with 3 really tough Hollywood girls (Kaley cuoco , Eiza Gonzalez , Sophie turner) . Katrina got beat up but was helped by jacquilene and Amanda cerny. Disha rose and beat the crap out of both of them and took the place and it turned dystopian . Thankfully, Kriti led a brave resistance and installed Anushka as the new queen after she was able to overpower disha. Things seemed stable. Anushka built a guild of women based on respect such that there was no more fighting. Some held out of the guild. Ananya...

 I have been married for 4 years. It was arranged. Rashmi is a good housewife . She’s an excellent cook, really good at managing the house. My parents love her . She is so sanskari. Always wears Indian around the house - mostly a saree or suit. She packs me lunch and sees me off and welcomes me back with a big smile. I am so taken care of. That doesn’t mean, we have no oomph in our marriage. During our honeymoon I saw a side of her that I haven’t seen since. She was free on the beaches of Bali, looking like a million bucks in her mehendi stained hands, draped in bikini and a cover up , and her gorgeous hair. We had sex for the first time there and it made me see the stars . I don’t know if she finished but I was tapped out . Anyways, it was a Saturday night, I was eating dinner watching TV and she was making rotis and bringing them fresh to me. There was a loud knock on door , I asked her to get it but she said , in a minute as she was working on gas. There was another knock. I got...

 The Mediterranean shores of Corsica were full of tourists. It was a beautiful sight , submitted beaches , beautiful people from everywhere were at the beach in their swimsuits. So was me and my group of friends. I decided to take a walk to get away from them. They can be a bit much. I was wearing a resort shirt and swim trunks. I didn’t look bad but was not hella comfortable with showing my upper body. I stumbled on a shack that had no waiter but lots of people chilling. Kinda odd, “went to shred a wave or two, please have a seat” said a sign. I took a seat and looked around taking in the vibe. Everyone went quiet and started cheering and looking to the sea. A wave had one person on a surfboard , such a serene sight, it got a bit closer , I saw a woman riding the surfboard on that wave . She had excellent form and grace and it was something else . There were so many surfers but her skill and grace just gave her that main character energy. She rode the wave all the way to the shall...

 20 years later - each choice can have an impact on a story.  In this timeline, Zara the spoiled pretty girl from an influential Pakistani family was also a fitness junky. Her Bebe (nanny) was also her trainer. Underneath the vibrant salwar suit, lied a ripped body. A girl capable of lifting up enormous weights. Couple that with her self defense classes with bebe, she was a one of her kind. But in post partition Pakistan, kept it hidden. Her Bebe died and her final wish was to have her ashes be dropped in Indian river. An ever zealous Zara sets out in a bus to India to a neighboring country with iffy hostility. As fate would have it, the bus gets into an accident. Zara leaves her belongings and helps people escape the narrow cliffs. Carrying children from back of the bus to the gate, helping women, and old people. There was one family left, Zara helps them out but the bus is so unstable. As a last act to save them she attempts to get to the back of the bus and and use her body...

 The night was wild. My fiance Jenny who I always thought was cute and somewhat submissive was carrying me in her arms. She was smaller than me but I felt so scared of her. Why ? Well, there was this badass sorta ex of mine tattooed and muscled biker chick. Somehow Jenny beat her in a fight and threw her off a balcony. Katie was capable but I don’t know how Jenny managed this feat. She carried me home and dropped me on the sofa and started making out with me passionately. I had never seen this side of her and was enthralled. She led me or dragged me to the bedroom while making out and rode me to completion. Just as sex gasmed. There was a knock on the door. She grabbed her robe and her undergarments and went to check. I came out wearing my robe to see who came at this hour. Jenny got pushed inside and then I saw Jenny leave the ground as she got lifted in a throat lift. I saw biker boots and leather jacket on a frame broader than Jenny as it was totally Katie in her biker avatar, w...

I was full of rage. I was assertive, argumentative, always wanted my way. Everyone at work including my boss was sick of this attitude. They realized I am qualified and capable but didn’t like how I would piss of everyone. At home, my wife complained about the same. Apparently calling out women are not capable at work is “too crass”. I was so sick of this woke bullshit. My work sent me an email that I’ve to seek remedial action if I want to continue my employment . What does that even mean ? Well they sent me a link where I was mandated to go to a rehabilitation procedure at a spa . The spa was called an ego spa . I had to take off from work and drive all the way to this weird place. The neon sign illuminated even in the day. Inside, there was a nice  citrus smell like rest of the spas. There was a hulky guy also waiting in the waiting room.  The receptionist was this chirpy Indian woman no older than 25. Her features were soft - she asked “do you have an appointment ?” I said...