Hey all,
I've reworked my patreon so go ahead and check out the new tiers!
Every patron automatically becomes a member of my patreon-only Discord server. So here's the link!
https://discord.gg/3UxRKqRaEY
$5 patrons will be able to take part in a randomly selected monthly commission!
$10 patrons will forever be embedded in the acknowledgements of my published works!
2023-08-25 23:45:48 +0000 UTC
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Across all polls that I have sent out, the two most popular stories were The School Counselor and Miami MILF. Being that the two stories are set in the same fictional universe, I decided to tackle them both, the first being The School Counselor.
I'm already pumping with excitement. I have a plan to greatly expand on both stories and I'm already two chapters into The School Counselor. (I might rename it to The Guidance Counselor or some other title). It's almost a complete rewrite that...
2023-08-15 04:07:26 +0000 UTC
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Holy Satan, what a fine piece of ass.
Mack could not stop thinking about Brenna Ramirez. From the moment he stumbled through the portal, he was smitten. There was no denying it. Brenna roused something inside of him he never felt before with her long raven hair that looked straight out of one of those Herbal Essence commercials from the Nineties (Mack’s sole source of information from Earth in the past hundred years had been from the humans who fell into his dungeon). That sh...
2023-08-12 00:38:36 +0000 UTC
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The demon Mack smelled of crisp wood and burning autumn after he stepped out of the rip in space. Brenna dared to think that it could be harnessed into scent for a Yankee Candle. It wasn’t unpleasant but it was also striking and alerted her olfactory nerves. He spoke in slow, enunciated words, speaking in a drawl that was not quite Southern but not quite Northeastern American. Something old. An Old English accent perhaps? How old was he?
The most surprising thing she found about Mack ...
2023-08-11 23:29:26 +0000 UTC
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If I were to revise and write a full-length erotic fetish novel, which of these would you want to read first?
Most of these are old stories that you can read on my DeviantArt account. I am most interested in them and I can greatly expand upon them into actual novels.
If you don't remember The Masked Princess, it was probably because you followed my DeviantArt after I deleted most of the chapters because I wasn't satisfied with it. Only the first chapter remains uploaded. The...
2023-08-05 00:35:49 +0000 UTC
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I've been thinking lately as I trudge along with these newer stories. It's been difficult figuring out some plot elements, which is why it's been taking a while to update. But I had an alternate idea that I am becoming dead set on the more I think about it, but I would like all your input.
Would you still follow my patreon if it was focused on me self-publishing one full-length erotic fetish novel online?
There will still be $1 and $5 tiers, but the $5 tier would have the added...
2023-08-05 00:31:54 +0000 UTC
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been a hot minute but I will update soon.
fucking hate this new facial/identity verification patreon has for content creation.
was hoping to never have to share that information.
but alas. regulations.
but anyways. will post soon!
2023-07-29 13:15:31 +0000 UTC
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I got the job the following Monday. I knew in the back of my head that I got the job but I didn’t want to jinx it by gloating, especially by thinking too much about Courtney. I actually jumped up and down in my living room after the official phone call. You can do shit like that when you live alone in a dingy third-floor apartment and not be judged. Courtney was the sole thing on my mind. Sure, I got to find the joy in working remotely, having good health benefits, dental, eye care, and a 4...
2023-05-31 23:53:51 +0000 UTC
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I started working from home during the COVID-19 pandemic. Like most others, I could go on and on about how COVID-19 changed our lives and shit like that. I feel cliché saying that but it did. It didn’t just affect people who got sick or died. It upended everyone’s lifestyle and, in my case, even had you meet new people despite being cooped up all day. I would have never met my wife if COVID-19 never happened.
I’m a web developer aspiring to get into cybersecurity, and also an art...
2023-05-31 23:12:13 +0000 UTC
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I will be juggling a few fetish stories. I had an idea for a quarantine-themed story that I really want out there. I will post the first couple chapters of that tomorrow!
2023-05-31 03:05:48 +0000 UTC
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Somewhere in Hell (otherwise known as Sheol, Annwn, Naraka, Xibalba, and among many others, the Underworld) lie the Dead Lands, a vast stretch of wastelands for miles. The sun is forever obscured by passing clouds, its full display never showing, and the sky is never blue even for a second. The ground is drier than dry. Nothing can grow there. There are dead gnarled trees every so often, but they are so ancient that even the Devil himself doesn’t know how old they are.
Two naked demon...
2023-05-01 00:30:11 +0000 UTC
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Brenna was thoroughly drenched when she entered Mason Hall, despite covering herself with a thick rain jacket with a hood. She cursed, closing the large wooden door behind her and shutting the outside world with a dull thud. The ancient stone walls of Mason Hall muted the rain and the thunder. She shook herself like a mangy dog and placed her rain jacket on the coat rack near the door…but then thought twice and held onto it.
She technically wasn’t supposed to be here anyway. Anyone ...
2023-03-31 22:08:25 +0000 UTC
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Hey all!
Blowing the Mission marks the final short story I will be writing within a month.
As I last mentioned, I will be shifting focus to novel-length stories.
The way this is going to work is that I will be posting a couple chapters per month at a slower pace with the intent of dishing out a full-fledged fetish novel. I will be juggling various stories at once. I will be tagging them from now on by the title of the novel. Everything up until now has been filtered by "O...
2023-02-11 05:48:38 +0000 UTC
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They fucked once more in the middle of the morning. This time it was more of a quickie, a coda to their earlier, bigger session. They did it sideways underneath the covers, Ross humping her like a wild animal. She heated up the bed with her noxious farts, creating a Dutch oven. Ross reveled in the heat and the eggy scent. It was a short satisfying fuck, where she rode off another orgasm and he came in her yet again.
They slept through the morning and most of the afternoon. They cuddled ...
2023-02-10 20:07:16 +0000 UTC
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Haley drove to a safehouse in Rome. It was almost dawn by the time they arrived. She parked in a secluded spot of a parking garage. They stripped themselves of the special forces uniforms in the van and ditched everything there, walking to the safehouse the rest of the way.
The streets were still dim with the faintest hints of dawn. Ross had never been to Rome before. He marveled at the ancient architecture from nearly every period of history, from ancient aqueducts to Renaissance flair...
2023-02-10 19:57:37 +0000 UTC
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Ross and Haley slowly stepped out into the adjacent office. It was dead quiet in the small room. They briefly checked the desk with the computer hooked to the security camera. Haley then sat down and scoured the files to find the footage of the interrogation. She jumped when she opened the video of herself farting. The sound bass-boosted the speakers. She quickly stopped it and deleted it. She looked up at Ross and said, in a rather flustered way, “To clear our tracks. Obviously.”
R...
2023-02-10 18:54:44 +0000 UTC
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Tom Ross and Haley Steinfield snuck out of the hotel under the guise of employees. They hid their supplies in a laundry basket and rode out back on a small boat that Haley had hidden. On a secluded pier, they dumped everything in the back of a van labeled for dry cleaning and drove off into twilight.
BioSigma was in the middle of nowhere surrounded by thick forests. Haley had been driving for a little over two hours and stopped at a mountain path that overlooked the lab. The last rays o...
2023-02-10 18:20:31 +0000 UTC
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Agent Tom Ross wasn’t one for casinos. He wasn’t a gambling man and he hardly played poker. However, Casino di Venezia, the oldest casino in the world, was unlike anything he had ever seen before. It was small but had that faded old charm to it with Roman statues, creaky floorboards, and Renaissance architecture. Like all the other buildings in Venice, Casino di Venezia sat on the water, and offered some very lovely views on the balconies.
Despite not being a gambler, Ross enjoyed t...
2023-02-09 21:45:18 +0000 UTC
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Minutes, hours, days.
Nobody had seen Janira. She did not show up on her throne, and she did not call for anybody. The last anybody saw of her was that dreadful Mating Day, the day – as some came to know – that everything changed.
For the first time in many years, the men began talking to each other. Lightly at first, and then full conversations. Genji was afraid to show his face to anybody. In the times he did catch someone in the halls, he noticed their harsh glares, making ...
2023-01-30 06:48:55 +0000 UTC
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One day, hundreds of men were called into the throne room. Genji was tempted to ask Hiro what was up as they watched the grand hall fill up. The gathering didn’t solely consist of servants, but soldiers and farmers and every other man on the island. Soon, Genji realized that every man of the island had arrived!
When the throne room was filled to the brim, Janira finally rose to her feet and spoke to Genji.
“Today is Mating Day. Once a month, every man on the island must lie wi...
2023-01-30 06:39:11 +0000 UTC
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Genji was nervous throughout his entire shift. Even after he had gone to bed and woken up, he was paranoid that Janira knew that he was fond of her. He had never met a woman so domineering in his life before. The women he grew up with back on Rishiri followed a strict stereotype of being “tame” and “reserved”. His friends made fun of him for never getting with a girl, even implying his sexuality was different. In reality, Genji never found the girls on his island very attractive. They...
2023-01-30 06:35:18 +0000 UTC
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Genji’s role as one of her personal bodyguards required him to be with her nearly at all times. The only time he wasn’t with her was when she was alone in her private chambers. He stood next to her door with another guard at the other day.
Genji wanted to speak to the other guard, but every single man on the island seemed like they had the life drawn out of them. Genji never knew the other bodyguard’s name, nor even what his voice sounded like. In his mind, the other bodyguard loo...
2023-01-30 06:31:41 +0000 UTC
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Janira led the way through the jungle. An ancient path had been made through some thick shrubbery that Genji failed to notice before. He was glad he didn’t, because he would have probably met this sorceress sooner, and who knew what she would have done to him then? The soldiers marched behind her in single file, never making conversation or acknowledging his moans. Whatever spell she had put on him mildly hurt. Every inch of every muscle wanted to relax, but the magic that held him gripped ...
2023-01-30 06:25:02 +0000 UTC
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For as long as the people of the Yatar Archipelago could set sail, many tried to venture south past The Abysmal Enclave but never returned. The waters were rough and the fog obscured one’s visibility up to a foot away. The fog was also notable for smelling very rotten, like food gone bad mixed with the scent of gassy marshlands. Sometimes the stench was so horrible that sailors would throw up over the sides of the ship, some would even jump overboard after being driven mad by the smell. Ove...
2023-01-30 06:08:40 +0000 UTC
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So I've been having second-thoughts now about "ending" or "halting" this patreon. I noticed someone on social media running around with an idea similar to mine for an erotic story. I really want to get on with my idea. Even if it's not published, I just want to have it out there as soon as possible floating around and have it become popular in the community.
I of course need to look out for myself and figure out a better way to balance my main goals in life with my side hustle as an e...
2023-01-20 04:54:13 +0000 UTC
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I've decided that February will be the last month instead. I noticed the last poll was really close between the sorceress story and the secret agent story. I've been working on the sorceress story right now.
Here's a little trivia though about the secret agent story: it was actually my first attempt at writing a fart fetish story. This was way back in 2010. I was horny and thought about two secret agents infiltrating a supervillain's lair by crawling through the ventilation shafts, an...
2023-01-11 17:13:18 +0000 UTC
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I never knew what to call it. Help. Maybe I can narrow it down.
2023-01-11 06:38:55 +0000 UTC
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The next morning Pawel found the forest quite calming. The sun cut through the gaps in the trees, revealing shiny dewdrops on the grass. Masha broke wind loudly in her sleep, suffering from a bout of morning gas. Pawel smirked and shook his head, amazed at how she slept soundly through the intensity of her farts.
Just when he thought that, she stirred awake with a snort. Another loud but short fart accompanied her.
“Ey, wha? We there yet?’
She then took in her surroundin...
2023-01-11 06:28:33 +0000 UTC
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“Masha…” Pawel murmured.
He let the name hang there in the stillness of the night above his bed. Who was the last person who remembered her name? Possibly the old captain of the guard whom she talked about. But he was dead by now, killed during the Walchan Civil War. The kingdom was in turmoil then and Masha, the Whore of Walcha, quietly sat through it in the dungeon. Maybe it was divine providence that she had been jailed so that she could one day meet Pawel.
“Masha,” h...
2023-01-11 06:26:47 +0000 UTC
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Pawel woke up with a splitting headache. He murmured with his face flat on the floor in his own drool before sitting up suddenly realizing he was still inside Baba Bosh’s cell.
What the hell happened? What time was it? What day was it? Panic surged through him, but he had little motivation to move before of the enormous gurgling coming from his own stomach. He hugged himself and groaned, bracing through a stomachache.
The dungeon remained dimly lit and damp as always. The stretc...
2023-01-11 06:25:45 +0000 UTC
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