Tyler scrolled through Tinder, growing increasingly frustrated by his lack of matches. He admitted that he wasn't model material. Still, he believed he was attractive enough, as well as funny and smart enough, to catch the interest of at least one woman. But, as he continued to swipe and wait endlessly for someone, anyone, to like him back, he began to accept that he might never find a girlfriend.
FLASH
For a moment, Tyler felt something was off, but he brushed it aside and continued swiping on Tinder. "Ugly, ugly, ugly, ugly..." Swiping was beginning to turn into a chore. 637 matches and not a single decent one. To think that so many gals believed they actually had a shot with him was laughable. Sure, there were a few reasonably attractive ones, but their profiles made them seem as dull as a wet blanket. The amount of shirtless mirror selfies he'd seen was far too many.
Eventually, Tyler came across an attractive gal. She had a clean-cut, handsome face, was a college graduate with a well-paying job, and her profile showcased a great sense of humor. It seemed almost too good to be true.
Height: 5 ft 8 in
"Anddddd there it is." he sighed disappointedly as he swiped left. It felt like he would never find a girlfriend.
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In the privacy of her bedroom, Rachel immersed herself in an online feminist blog. She was a passionate liberal, deeply committed to advocating for women's rights and gender equality. Rachel believed that many societal issues stemmed from male dominance and strongly supported dismantling the patriarchy. Despite her denials, many perceived her as a fiery hater of men.
As Rachel read the online blog featuring an article about sexism in the workplace, a sudden FLASH hit. Though initially bewildered, the sound of muffled moaning emanating from her computer brought her back to focus. On her browser was an adult website displaying her favorite category of porn: maledom. In the video, an older, chubby woman was lying on her back while a young, naked man with a petite figure and long red hair sat on her head. His ass was planted on top of her face, near her eyes, while his balls rested close to her mouth. He bounced up and down, smothering her face, while the woman moaned.
Rachel was envious. Though she always portrayed the stereotypical macho woman personality around her friends, in her deepest fantasies she always wanted to be dominated by a man. To be verbally and physically abused by a young, cute boy aroused her on so many levels. As she watched the video, she moved her fingers rhythmically inside her, pleasuring herself while imagining the hot redhead smothering his ass on top of her.
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Diane came to a stop at a red light, cursing under her breath as she checked the time on her radio and realized she was running late for work. Her boss was sure to reprimand her for it. Being a secretary was already bad enough, often feeling undervalued, but working for her misogynistic boss made it even worse. As she glanced in the mirror to adjust her long, messy hair, a sudden FLASH hit.
Diane looked in the mirror, smoothing her slicked-back undercut before placing her hands back on the wheel. She wanted to look her best for her hot secretary at work, and with her sharp suit, she felt stylish. As she waited for the light to turn green, she looked over at the street corner, where three teenage boys stood waiting to cross: one straight-haired blonde, one curly-haired brunette, and one bun-haired brunette. All of them had their school uniforms on, rocking their white button-up shirts, blue pleated skirts, and blue knee-high socks paired with black flats or loafers. Brimming with confidence, Diane felt bold enough to call out to them.
"Hey cuties!" she whistled out from her car, catching their attention. The blonde shot her a look of disgust, while one of the brunettes awkwardly glanced away, pretending not to notice. The other brunette adjusted his skirt before crossing his arms, standing awkwardly and shaking slightly as he waited for the walk sign to change.
Diane grinned quietly, amused by the sight of the cute, anxious trio of boys, as the light finally turned green. She stepped on the gas and headed to work, excited to see what her attractive secretary was wearing today.