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 Greetings true believers! We begin our story in a world much like ours, where something strange and exciting is about to unfold!  --- It had been a long long day for Ben, and the sight of someone in his room had officially capped off the evening as by far the least pleasant day he’d had.  He was epecting to be shot, or stabbed, or hell who knows what this dude could do since he’d snuck up into  his room on the second floor. However,  “Do you believe in the multiverse theory?”That's what the man in the grey jacket said to Ben with a calm voice.  Ben honestly found it hard to believe in anything these days, only a few years out of high school and stuck in a dead end job delivering pizzas while still iving with his family. He’d barely made it out of high school with a passing grade and he was voted most likely to...well..deliver pizza for the rest of his life.  It was an unpleasant life he’d lead, unpopular and generally having a hard time socialising from traumatic experience growin

Another from the pit of Tumblr. This was my first time experimenting with gradients as text background, as well as sometrhing short and snappy.   

So decided that gonna be posting some of the old tumblr caps that got nuked in the purge from my old blog.  They aren't good. but I hope you enjoy them regardless. 

       Every once in a while when not taking or sucking on a hot dick, in between moments of dancing out for customers, when I’m not the center of attention that I have moments of clarity, moments of just how far this has gotten out of hand, and in moments like that I always recall  and ask myself; How did I get here?       It was weeks? Months? A year ago? Time is a blurry detail these days when I have so much more on my mind. I remember it clearly. I had applied for a local pub that had opened up a few months earlier and had exploded in popularity, almost never not stuff to the brim with business.  Dolly’s, what made Dolly’s so intensely popular was because it’s staff was almost 100% the hottest women you had ever laid eyes on, something about the ladies though was almost supernaturally hot as if they’d all been made in a lab to each be a solid 11 out of 10        The interview was for the most part completely normal, I’d applied for whatever spot they had needed me and to start I’d

So it's probably jarring that I suddenly changed avatars, I blame blogger for not allowing me to have a separate display picture for multiple blogs.   but anyway, for those who know, you know, and those that don't; when I'm not writing for this blog I kind of write intermittently some other weirder tf stuff that sits in the realm of the furry and other niche departments.  I'm hoping to start writing between that blog and this one in as equal measure as I can, but for those who are interested in checking out that weirdness the blog can be found here https://adras-grave.blogspot.com/ I'm working slowly on two stories for this blog, and I'm hoping you all love them as much as I have been writing them 

He lay there feeling his naked nubile body, staring at a nearby clock.  His right hand lay on the pussy of his feminine form, lightly stroking fingernails over the top of the slit he’d been given for a solid weekend.  His left hand lay on the back of his neck, feeling the catch at the base of his neck, intimately aware of the knowledge that if he sink a finger under it he would release the suit and be able to pull it off, and be free of this.  “No man would willingly let themselves become a woman” he remembered the version of himself from before the start of the weekend echo in his mind, foolishly proclaiming.  He felt his body heating from inside the suit all the way out to the skin his delicate finger gently caressed. There wasn’t a trace of the old him to be seen with this body, he moaned in response as he felt the tingling pulses ripple out from the entrance at the intersection of his legs and pelvis.  “You wanna bet?” Dan, now Amanda grinned at him. The memory flashed followed by

Cody had finally found the secret to escaping the school principal and her pet alpha clique at school.  He purchased a book from a woman in his town that had promised him freedom for his friends and himself, in the book were so many incantations and rituals, and all sorts of ideas for how to finally get back at Alice and all her bitchy friends.  There were many ideas; turn them into cats and hand them to the animal shelter. turn them invisible, banish them from reality. every idea made his cock feel hard with the power he now wielded and yet nothing felt right enough for the kind of hell he wanted to inflict on the people who'd made life hell for himself and his friends.  The effort it took wasn't easy, strands of hair, ounces of sweat, bits of finger nails, but Cody had sacrificed dignity and effort acquiring these ingredients, mixing them with his various other ingredients to create a drink that bubbled with his evil intent.  And when he drank it, her body bubbled with evil i

 

  Dennis had to find someone, anyone. The elixir was accelerating, but if he could find someone he could trust then maybe there was a hope he could pull himself out of the hell he’d created for himself.  Months ago he’d stumbled on it, a metaphorical fountain of youth. A potion known only as the “Elixir” an alleged dirty secret floating around in less reputable portions of the scientific community, written off as laughably absurd at it’s best, and downright dangerous by less charitable. But worse, supposedly there were scientists he’d met that claimed to have experience with it, or at the very least had heard through a friend of a friend of what it could do.   It could make you younger, and sexually desirable to everyone around you, more confident. As a scientific mind, he had to explore this. A means to refreshing your youthfulness? To enhancing confidence? If that could be reliable reproduced and made accessible to the world..he couldn’t fathom the possibilities.  Her name was joan.

  I'm supposed to care.  I'm supposed to be better than this.  I'm supposed to give a fuck about self preservation.  My friend caught the bimbo virus, and now there's a 50% chance that after I bust inside her as many times as I can and we pass out that my dick will go the exact same way his did.  But I can't care, I've never fucked a pussy this hot, or squeezes tits that good. or kissed lips that soft.  If Adrian was still in there he would be pissed off that I was taking advantage of him, but I know if it were flipped he'd have ripped our clothes off the minute he saw this sexy thing.  And honestly, I don't think I'll care if I lose when I bust either. 

 December 31, 2021.  I am the center of an orgy. Or a foursome...or however it is that delineation is determined. The cock sawing in and out of my pussy twitches and lights up my core with a tremulous heat of passion. The cum provides more lubrication for the next cock that I’ll accept inside me. And I am in ecstasy.  Every thrust in and out of my body sends ripples along my core, my tits bouncing as his hips meet mine and my songs of praise only muffled by the cock held in my mouth.   Somewhere, I am acutely aware that I’ve only had a pussy since christmas. January 1, 2021.  I bought a journal today from a thrift shop. With it I hope to improve myself over the next several days. I write at the first pages one goal “Be the Best I can be”  November 1, 2021 This I’ve lost track of how many times I’ve taken it up the ass at this glory hole. My muscles go wild as I flex my ass around the strangers meat, in appreciation I hear him grunt and in spite of the clear sounds of attempted restrain

 So a contest on Evie's discord was held and the greatest slut in the world won! And in reversal to the way the reward is normally done (Evie can't very well write her own reward now can she?) it was decided that she would present a request to various members of the discord to accept and write up.  And so here I am.  I hope you love it, Evie!