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Hi all!
So a LOT of content is happening right now, and I wanted to let everybody know what to expect!
- 20 steamy Futa-on-Male captions have just been uploaded, so for those who haven't checked them out yet, please do! They reimagine some of your favourite characters, as well as tease future hung ladies yet to appear....
- The story ideas have been collated, and a poll will soon be up for subscribers to vote on your favourite stories. Expect this in the next week or so!
- I have collated two of my biggest series (Community Service and 'F*cked') into full anthologies with bonus epilogues at the end. These bonus scenes are around 4000-5000 words and will not affect the plot in any way, simply adding a few fun, naughty extras! The upcoming 'Community Service' anthology (118,000 words) will be available for free to Vault tier subscribers, and be at a 50% discount for all other paid tiers (also available soon on gumroad and Amazon for other ebook users)
- the mini-scene 'Bad Neighbour' commissioned by a vault member will be released next month for all paid subscribers. Starring a woman in tight yoga pants who doesn't respect boundaries....
- Finally, Late pt.9 WILL be released on 4th April. A short excerpt is featured below.
That's all the stuff going on for now folks, a lot to enjoy!
TSG123 x
Late pt.9 snippet:
Jane hummed to herself, carefully flipping the pancake over. She didn’t do flashy stuff in the kitchen, but good, hearty food usually appeared on the other side. As she made to reach for the maple syrup to check the dates, she noticed a sock lying by the sofa.
“Hmph.”
‘Bitch better learn to clear up,’ she thought to herself, yet the presence of it seemed to inflate her lungs, her mind tumbling back over the early morning when she’d woken up spooning him. As the warmth began to descend south and inflate her boxers, she fidgeted with her hair before reaching to pick out the maple syrup sat in the back of the cupboard with dust on, and huffed at the near-decade old sell-by-date.
“Huh…”
She imagined drizzling maple syrup over the pancakes, mouth watering a touch until her twisted brain conjured something even more pulsating; her ball-syrup drizzling over Freddie’s face.
“Fuck…”
She began to rub the steel bar in her boxers. The pancakes were ready, sizzling and turning golden at the edges… but she had no toppings or condiments…. As she loaded them onto plates, she wondered how she could bring surprise pancakes with no toppings to him in bed?? Was that even legal?!
A pang of fear at potentially being alone once more hit her, Freddie walking out bereft at being served dry pancakes seeping into her mind, and she snorted.
“C’mon…. Get a grip Jane.”
She picked any one of a dozen intimate moments from the past week, and bedroom images filled her thoughts. Her manhood began to pulse.
“Mmm…”
She ground the hard cock against her hip with her fist, breathing accelerating. This clearly wasn’t helping the pancake situation, but Freddie was terribly distracting…
“Mmmhhh-“
A small wet patch appeared on the top of the cylindrical shape bulging on her hip. As it did, a lightbulb formed.
Pancake. Syrup. Freddie’s face. Cum….
“No….”
Surely not. She almost laughed out loud at the thought. Why on earth would she cum on the pancakes? The only issue was, the idea wouldn’t leave, and as she began to pump against her hardness faster, she found herself lowering the lip of her boxers, letting them fall to the floor.
‘Imagine him sliding it into his mouth… feeling the stink of my seed on his breakfast…’
All of a sudden she was jerking feverishly, spanking her dick whilst almost frothing at the mouth as she made to baste the lovingly-made meal in her man-sauce.
“Oooohhyeahhh…”
It came thick and fast. Jane grunted, panting in relief as she watched white, translucent icing fire all over the pancakes and most of the counter. After a minute her chest was pulsing as she took a few ragged breaths, staring down at the culinary disaster.
*
The full 'Late' part 9 story will be released on 4th April! Stay tuned..
“Hmph.”
‘Bitch better learn to clear up,’ she thought to herself, yet the presence of it seemed to inflate her lungs, her mind tumbling back over the early morning when she’d woken up spooning him. As the warmth began to descend south and inflate her boxers, she fidgeted with her hair before reaching to pick out the maple syrup sat in the back of the cupboard with dust on, and huffed at the near-decade old sell-by-date.
“Huh…”
She imagined drizzling maple syrup over the pancakes, mouth watering a touch until her twisted brain conjured something even more pulsating; her ball-syrup drizzling over Freddie’s face.
“Fuck…”
She began to rub the steel bar in her boxers. The pancakes were ready, sizzling and turning golden at the edges… but she had no toppings or condiments…. As she loaded them onto plates, she wondered how she could bring surprise pancakes with no toppings to him in bed?? Was that even legal?!
A pang of fear at potentially being alone once more hit her, Freddie walking out bereft at being served dry pancakes seeping into her mind, and she snorted.
“C’mon…. Get a grip Jane.”
She picked any one of a dozen intimate moments from the past week, and bedroom images filled her thoughts. Her manhood began to pulse.
“Mmm…”
She ground the hard cock against her hip with her fist, breathing accelerating. This clearly wasn’t helping the pancake situation, but Freddie was terribly distracting…
“Mmmhhh-“
A small wet patch appeared on the top of the cylindrical shape bulging on her hip. As it did, a lightbulb formed.
Pancake. Syrup. Freddie’s face. Cum….
“No….”
Surely not. She almost laughed out loud at the thought. Why on earth would she cum on the pancakes? The only issue was, the idea wouldn’t leave, and as she began to pump against her hardness faster, she found herself lowering the lip of her boxers, letting them fall to the floor.
‘Imagine him sliding it into his mouth… feeling the stink of my seed on his breakfast…’
All of a sudden she was jerking feverishly, spanking her dick whilst almost frothing at the mouth as she made to baste the lovingly-made meal in her man-sauce.
“Oooohhyeahhh…”
It came thick and fast. Jane grunted, panting in relief as she watched white, translucent icing fire all over the pancakes and most of the counter. After a minute her chest was pulsing as she took a few ragged breaths, staring down at the culinary disaster.
*
The full 'Late' part 9 story will be released on 4th April! Stay tuned..
