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Érica’s stories are excellent; I remember they were the first stories on the Yahoo group where I discovered the ENF genre and began reading each chapter one by one. It’s wonderful to know that, after a long time, new stories about Érica are still being created. Thank you so much for continuing the ...

Hey everyone!

I want to share with you several chapters of a story I’ve been working on. The idea is for it to be a bit long, so it’ll be a challenge for me to keep everything in context and pay attention to the details. I hope you enjoy it, and I’ll try not to forget to translate anything before ...

Amy felt the nervousness grow in her chest, but she didn't dare protest. She didn't want to seem weak, nor did she want to question something that, for Megan, seemed so simple. Megan nodded, confident that Amy would follow her, and both stood up discreetly, leaving their backpacks in the classroom ...

With a last look of indecision towards Megan, Amy took a deep breath and took a step towards the door, pushing it carefully until the glass opened completely. On the other side, the hallway stretched empty and silent, a long strip of white and gray tiles that reflected the fluorescent light, cold ...

The first exam question flashed on the screen: "Explain the concept of nested loops in programming and provide an example." Amy tried to concentrate, remembering the class lessons, but every time she typed a word, she felt Megan's eyes on her, and the sound of the phone, always ready to capture ...

As much as she tried to convince herself that Megan was only doing it for the contest, she couldn't ignore the subtle threats and the way Megan seemed to enjoy pushing her to the limit. Amy closed her eyes for a moment, trying to breathe and calm down, but the fear of those images and videos being ...

With a heavy sense of resignation, Amy took a deep breath and tried to gather her courage.

Her trembling hands crossed over her body, covering herself as best she could, although she knew that this gesture barely provided any comfort. Her heart was pounding, and the deafening sound of her own ...

Amy kept her gaze fixed on the floor, focusing on her own bare feet and each tile she crossed. She tried to concentrate on the rhythm of her steps, trying to silence the whirlwind of thoughts and panic that accumulated in her mind. However, when she briefly raised her gaze, she noticed something ...

As Megan returned to Amy, she looked at her with a mischievous and calculating glint in her eyes, clearly enjoying the total control she had over the situation. Amy, feeling the tension building up in every fiber of her being, hugged herself even tighter, as if her arms could offer her some ...

Amy emerged from the computer lab with Megan's note still clutched in her hand. Her mind was clouded by fear and urgency; the pressure to find her belongings as soon as possible was becoming increasingly pressing. She looked down the empty hallway and felt a mix of frustration and despair. At this ...