Just one Line.

[Actingup]

Apparently, the AI Revolution was creating unprecedented, unparalleled innovation opportunities, and the team needed to lean into it, as though tying up half of the clean water resources on the fucking planet into a humungous plagiarism effort and crushing of the creative arts wasn't 'leaning in' enough.
Do you want us to chop off our limbs, and throw them on the pyre? thought Adam savagely, while keeping his expression neutral.

Adam underestimates the extent of his future commitment in 'Change Management' (thanks @Eosphorus for highlighting this one to me).

 

[yowser]

“We’re about to witness an orgy of biblical proportions!”

 

[Kumquatqueen]

Everyone remembers the first time they had sex. Very few people know when they're having their last.

I did.

(sorry, this story won't be done for Halloween. Probably not for Christmas, either.)

 

[ICantLeafYou]

Leon held a towel over his groin to cover up his problem and tried to look casual as he made his way away from the more crowded areas of the beach.

From a WIP I've been chipping away at this week.

 

[Kelliezgirl]

It's a bit more than one line, but I rather like how it turned out:

"Smores, the height of complexity?"

"Oui, Oui, Mademoiselle, the S'more a la Lumiere Lunaire," he began affecting a French accent that would have made Peter Sellers proud, "a sublime confection that elevates rustic simplicity to the zenith of gastronomic artistry!"

Helena began laughing.

"Please, Mademoiselle, you will break the Chef's heart, do you not know, this exquisite creation begins with a foundation of handcrafted graham crackers made by elves living in the finest trees, their golden surfaces are kissed with a delicate crunch, exuding subtle notes of honey and toasted wheat, evoking the warmth of an autumnal hearth.

The soul of the s'more is a perfectly roasted marshmallow, its exterior a caramelized, gossamer thin crust yielding to a molten velvety core. This ethereal orb, kissed by the gentle flame of an open fire, offers a whisper of vanilla and a fleeting smokiness. Reminiscent of ancient pagan rituals under moonlit skies.

Crowning this masterpiece is a slab of the finest artisanal chocolate the craftsmen of Hershey Pennsylvania can concoct. It melts into the warm embrace of the marshmallow, creating a harmonious symphony of textures and flavors."

 

[SmilingLez]

I currently have a non-erotic story.pending (7 days) - "Finally home, I put my house key and phone on the kitchen table, leaving the week and the world in airplane mode."