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I stuttered. A chirpy blonde approached me in all smiles. “Hi, I’m Raina” she introduced, pointing over to a red-haired girl. “And that’s my mate, Sheena. We’re representing the vampire district” Her mate was..a girl? “Raina, you’re...” “I’m a lesbian” She concludes. The smile on her face slowly waxes off as she asks “Does that disgust you?” “Not at all” I say. “I think it’s cute. You two make a cute couple”

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He chuckled, and a warmth spread through my chest. "I don't know," I shrugged. "Most people are threatened by an androgynous girl with a working package. It's usually a competition thing or they find it 'disgusting.' Pricks." "Well, you have nothing to worry about with me. I'm fully accepting. Besides, I have something to tell you, too." I shifted in my seat to show I was listening. "I'm, uh...I'm bisexual. But I lean way more toward my attraction to men."

CONTENT WARNING: This story contains explicit lesbian sexual content, detailed descriptions of arousal and manual stimulation, discussions of watersports/urophilia, BDSM themes (domination/submission), graphic language, and taboo sexual fantasies. CHAPTER ONE Isabella studied her reflection in the rearview mirror as she pulled her long blonde hair into a ponytail. She frowned.

Hannah screamed at the top of her lungs. Luca's eyes went as wide as dinner plates. He stepped backward like someone had just pushed him hard in the chest. "What the fuck?" Luca breathed out. "You heard me!" Hannah cried loudly. "Like, what the actual fuck, Hannah?" Luca asked, shaking his head side to side quickly. "Lesbian? You? Since when? And with my girlfriend?" "Yes! Me!" Hannah screamed back. "Are you deaf, Luca? Yes, I am a lesbian! And I am completely in love with her!"

Until next time you stay girly and I'll stay in the closet awaiting my best opportunity to finally escape. Love, Teagan The Closeted Lesbian

My dating debacles seemed to bring all the women in my life together. Somehow, through no fault of my own, Veronica, Trish, Beck, Stella, and Roxie had all formed an alliance against my sexuality. One would think lesbians would welcome other women into their tribe, encourage them to explore the nether lips, embrace the love of estrogen-not my friends. The more time I spent with them, the closer we all became, which was great, except they'd united in a plight to return me to the heterosexual dating pool. I felt cheated, unwanted. I threatened to call the LGBTQ Human Alliance about their discrimination, to which they all found great humor.

I heard a voice behind me, and I turned to see a young woman and a little girl standing close to her. "Hi." I awkwardly said ,wondering why she called me ma'am. "Welcome to Golden Stone Pack House, my name is Lena and I will be guiding you to the Alpha's room." The woman said and I cringed. Alpha's room? "I don't understand, can you elaborate please." I wiped my sweaty hands on my dress. "Yes ma'am, Beta Javier has assigned me to take you to Alpha Tristan’s room, it is the rightful place of his Luna," Lena said and I heard a loud bang in my head.

An odd collection of girls lined up the wall like a bunch of rejected mannequins in the warehouse. At the end of the training session, Margaret bopped over a big smile. Margaret is the main organizer at our club. She is in her late forties and a truly nice person -always smiling, even when people act like jerks. I don't get it. My theory is that Margaret is, in fact, an alien life form. Margaret counted the group of strays, checking names on her clipboard. "Yes! We've got almost enough for another team!" she gushed.

GhostBella: “Guys, I have an even bigger scoop on the lesbo couple. A few days ago, I was in the gym showers. Grace was there too. It was just me, her, and some other girl. We all went to the stalls to shower, but then… I started hearing noises. Moaning. At first, I thought I was imagining it, but it kept going. I checked the stalls, and guess what? The stall Grace Larsen was in—there were those sounds again. I swear they were f***ing each other. In the showers. Disgusting.” My breath catches in my throat.