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May 5 2024 Updates
Fanfiction updates:
MAY-ting season, Undertale an update! Red and Sans go to the grocery store, where nothing at all happens 🙂
Best Omens, Undertale, Good Omens/UT AU. Red is Crowley, Blue is Aziraphale 🙂
The Greatest Trick (The Devil Ever Pulled…), Undertale, Ink who does not feel anything and Red, who gets caught staring…
Future Baby (Let’s Go Home), TMNT, Dubcon where Donatello gets drugged and Raph is drunk.
Bishop Protects Queen – Dubcon/noncon where Bishop raising Leonardo to be his queen.
Medium update:
Supremely Short Pumpkin Story — under 100 words, just a silly goofy short lol.
Kindle Vella Update:
The Family In The Shadows — Chapter one is out! Chapter two to come next week.
Ream Updates:
Ocean’s Heart — redid the first chapter and have popped it up on Ream, this one under my normal name.
My Ream — You can also see The Family in the Shadows here, along with Isabel’s Horrible Life and Tales From the Club! if you like what you see, please support me in creating them!
Itchio:
BIND MY MOUTH CLOSED-BIND MY MOUTH CLOSED is a solo rpg about the secrets we choose to keep and how they weigh heavy on us. Each secret you keep, each secret you give away, each secret you lose will matter. Just make sure you‘re ready to pay the price for it. 20 pages.
The Battle Menu-You walk into your favorite restaurant, eager for a delicious three course meal…of fighting!! DING DING DING, LET’S GOOOOO!! For the Menu TTRPG Jam, a three page ‘menu’ of battles one can possibly have. With simplistic weapons, armor, and HP, one can use this in their favorite TTRPG from DnD to anything, really! You can turn this into a battle tower situation or perhaps a day off gone wrong! The world is your oyster and the choices are limitless! Exp remains up to the DM-or you, if you’re soloing this-to decide.
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Ready for a B-B-B-BATTLE MENUUUUU?
For another game jam, Battle Menu is for either TTRPG’s or solos! You fight your way through a three course meal of however many fighters you want! From the Karen at the front door, to the teenaged cashier, to the police!
If you like what I do, you can also buy it for a simple $2! Please support what I do, or share it around so others can also have fun with it!
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Just A Simple Interview is live!
Made a game for the Dialogue Jam called Just A Simple Interview !
From the page:
You have an important interview for an IT position! Your interviewer, Amanda Stykes, was running a little late. That’s fine, you were meeting at a diner so you took the time to eat a little, take a sip of coffee. Ah, there she is!
You just hope all goes well…
For the Dialogue Game Jam, a conversation between you, Mister Johnson, and Amanda Stykes. Sporting several endings ranging from neutral, a few romantic, several bad, and one true ending.
And a joke one! if you get it, let me know, haha!
This does have themes of murder, regret, forgiveness, and murder/possible suicide. Please play with caution!
I was really excited about this, and ended up with quite a few endings! I hope you guys have fun trying to figure out the story ❤
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Subway Breeder Strikes Again! (M/F, Non-Con, Chikan, Subway, College Girl, Breeding)
Thought it would be fun to stretch my skills again, been really feeling the love for the trope of Chikan and train groping…plus breeding.
Can’t get enough of breeding.
Onto the show!
And hey, if you like what I do, please support me so I can keep making steamy stories like this! 😉
Read more: Subway Breeder Strikes Again! (M/F, Non-Con, Chikan, Subway, College Girl, Breeding)She hated the fact that she has to ride the subway today.
The bus normally came around three pm, when her college course is done for the day, but she’d had to stick around so the professor could go over a mid-term exam with her. It wasn’t bad, honestly, but it did make her late for her bus. So, subway it was, unfortunately.
She didn’t…not like the subway, it was more…it gave her the willies, okay?! Like, a feeling she couldn’t describe rationally. It just made her feel spooked.
But she had no choice today. It was either that or walk home and last she looked up, it’d take a good hour to get home if not more! So, subway it was…
Today, she thought she looked rather nice. Long blonde hair in braids with red ribbons tying them at the ends, pretty cute skirt to her knees, blazer, little kitten heels, dazzling earrings dangling from each ear. She made a kissy face at the window once she boarded the subway, her lipgloss shining in the light, catching her bright dazzling blue eyes.
She was VERY pretty today, and it was a nice feeling, you know?
The subway wasn’t very crowded, a small group had gotten on with her, and she’d ended up crowded against a window. Still, she wasn’t too bothered, pulling out her phone to play around on it as the train started up, trucking along once everyone was aboard.
She knew from the limited amount of times she’d gotten aboard that the crowd would thin out on the second or third stop, so that was nice to have some breathing room. For now, she started up Candy Crush, eager to beat out her cousin’s high score. Her thumb flicked around the screen idly, ignoring everyone around her.
Well, until a hand swept past her ass.
She made a face, tilting forward and away from whoever it was. Accident, right?
The hand came back, tracing over her hip.
She jerked away, face burning in humiliation, looking up from her phone and only barely holding in a shriek.
Over her shoulder in the reflection of the glass, a man in a business suit stood right behind her. His face was so close to her hair, and the way his nostrils flared as he inhaled her perfume…she shuddered, pressing her elbow back at him with a hiss. “S-Sir, please, move back. You’re too close,” she hissed, not really wanting to get any attention.
The man didn’t say anything, but she felt a shudder go up her spine as his lips pressed against her head, and his body pushed her closer to the glass. She let out a small whine, her phone tumbling from her hands to catch herself against the glass, his hands burning a brand into her hips.
Somehow, it was scarier that he wasn’t saying anything.
“Sir, sir, get off me, please,” she started to plead, but his hand flashed up to her face and she bucked back, trying to knock her head against his. His hand pressed against her mouth, and she gurgled out a yelp as something sticky pressed against her lips. His fingers pressed against the edges, then slid down to her throat, plucking at the button there first.
She blinked in shock at the thin, plastic tape over her mouth, now covering up any noises she could possibly make. She started to breathe heavily, her breath fogging the glass as his hand worked a button loose, then ducked down into her shirt, gripping a breast and making her buck wildly, trying to kick behind her.
It just made him push against her even more, letting out a soft moan, and she started to shake as she felt the line of an obviously hard cock against her ass.
No. No…someone had to be watching, right? Someone was?
She tilted her head a bit, but she couldn’t get anyone’s attention, just being forced to watch herself be fondled against her will. She felt his blunt fingernails pinch a nipple over her lacy bra, then yank the cup down and start to pull on it to force it to peak hardness. Her knees shook in a mix of horror and small sparks of pleasure, making muffled noises of discontent.
His hand left one breast to the other, warm hand pressing over the firm mound and pulling it out of her bra, being exposed under her button up shirt. Her eyes were filled with tears, her knees pressed close together even as he shoved his hand against her skirt, palm pressed against her mound.
She let out a few muffled shrieks and cries, stiffening when his head dipped down and he started to nibble her ear, sucking the lobe into his mouth and biting onto it sharply. She finally got a little brave and smacked the window with a fist, but he wrested his hand from her shirt and gathered up her hands above her head to pin them down, now resorting to just rutting against her covered ass.
She could only hope someone would stop him, that he’d get tired of this, sniffling and crying out as the subway bumped a little harshly and he pushed up against her, and she could feel the wetness against his slacks.
And then the train stopped, and she had a spark of hope for a moment. The doors opened on the other side, and people darted out or shuffled away, tired from their day or eager to start their night.
And in a sinking moment of despair, she suddenly realized they were all alone.
Oh God…
She flailed wildly, kicking and slapping and scratching when he started to back up, but he was faster than her and stronger than her, too.
He shoved her down onto a bench, slapping her across the face harshly to stun her, then grabbing up her hands with a roll of tape from his pocket. It was the same see-through packing tape across her mouth, and she kept trying to wet it to get it to peel away as he started wrapping her hands up in a ball of tape, shoving them above her head. For a moment, she thought he was an idiot since she could still hit him, but he’d taken his belt and wrapped it around her bound hands, tying it to the bottom portion of the bench and pinning her down.
He sat back with a grin, grabbing a kicking leg and taping the leg to the bench bottom, taping the other and forcing her to nearly do the splits as he bound it to a pole nearby.
She whined and wailed, chest heaving as he stood between her spread legs, unzipping his slacks with ease. She was at his mercy…
He gave her a wink, playfully shushing her as he started to stroke his hard, throbbing cock. He had on a mask from nose to chin, only the piercing green eyes haunting her as he leaned down, jerking open her blazer and shirt. Her breasts, ruddy red at the nipples from where his fingers had pinched and pulled, bounced a little, and she cringed away from his hand, wet with his own cum, rolling the muscle between his hand. He smeared pre across her chest with a hum, pinching one nipple sharply and making her arch up and squirm, before pulling on her breast until the nipple sprung free of his grip.
He repeated the effort with the other, and she was red-faced and full of tears as he pulled out two binder clips from his pocket, latching them onto her nipples and making her feel as if he’d lit her on fire. Her head shook back and forth in agony as he thumped one with a snicker, her body shaking in fury and agony.
He took out a knife, and she shivered, gasping as he flipped up her skirt, rolling it to tuck it into its waistband. He hummed a cheery little tune, pressing the knife against the edge of her underwear, sliding through it like butter. She let out garbled noises, her knees pressing together fruitfully as he laughed at her, a guttural thing that made her nauseous with fear as he shoved himself through the weak barrier.
He didn’t stretch her or anything, just pressed the head of his cock against her quivering cunt and started to push in.
She whited out, screaming against the tape as her mind stuttered to a stop, chest heaving in pain as it felt like he took a knife down there and shoved it in. She couldn’t even buck him off as he started to thurst into her, his heavy breathing echoing in the empty carriage of the train.
He started to go faster and faster, leaning down and pressing his mask against the tape against her mouth in a mockery of a kiss, and she felt tears dripping into her har as he slammed his hips into her so deep that she was sure she’d never be able to get everything out of her. She could feel each throb of his cock, each pulse and spurt of cum pouring into her, and she couldn’t help crying harder, body shaking as one of his hands gripped a breast, idly teasing the flesh as he rocked his hips slowly.
“Shh, shh, listen,” came a raspy voice, and she couldn’t help a hiccup, her body shaking as his cock continued to saw in and out of her, never deflating. “You’ve got such pretty blonde hair…our children will be so beautiful, yes, so beautiful.”
She wailed louder, shaking her head as a hand squeezed her jaw, forcing her head to stare at him as he planted his cock deep inside her, pinning her to the bench. “Yes, yes, I will fill you over and over, because I know this route. ANd then, when I am done, I’m going to shove such a large plug inside that little cunt of yours that you’ll never feel right without it, plug all my cum inside your womb until it takes. And then I’m going to tape over it so you can’t possibly lose it, ensure it all takes,” he groaned out, and she choked when she felt him cum again, her stomach feeling bloated from all the cum inside.
“Mm-hmm, and once I do that, yes, once I do that, I’ll put another of these-“ he flicked the binder clip on her nipple, making her chest heave in a muffled shriek- “on that itty bitty clit of yours and tie them all together. It’ll be hours before anyone finds you, but don’t worry. That plug of yours will vibrate you until you’ve cum your stupid little brains out.” He leaned down again, pressing the mask-covered lips against her hair as he started to thrust again, her thighs shaking as she tried to rip free to kick at him.
“And when you least suspect it, months down the road, after you’ve been saved, I’ll be there. I’ll be there, and I’ll check in on what fruit we’ve planted, and make sure you get another cookin’ in that little oven of yours,” he chuckled, bending back up as he groped at her breast, her head arching back as the knife she forgot about slid down her belly, grazing against her clit dangerously.
“And we’ll do this again, and again, and again…until I tire of it. Now, get prepared, darling. I’ve got stamina for ages tonight.”
Her muffled screams were heard by no one, and by the time anyone did find her, he’d held up his end of the bargain with a few extras. Her eyes were covered by a tie, soaked in cum that stuck to her hair that dangled to the ground of the train. The clips were tied together, each shaky breath making them move and tug dangerously at each other.
Her cunt held open around a plug that was taped inside her, and just below that, her ass leaking copious amounts of cum onto the bench, with her stomach just a tad rounder than it had been when she boarded.
And inside her womb, just as he promised, a little seed had been planted.
Just another strike for the Subway Breeder.
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I Made…Another Solo RPG!!
BIND MY MOUTH CLOSED is a Solo RPG about secrets and what devastation they can cause. You can make it as horrific or as chill as you want, honestly.
From the page: BIND MY MOUTH CLOSED is a solo rpg about the secrets we choose to keep and how they weigh heavy on us. Each secret you keep, each secret you give away, each secret you lose will matter. Just make sure you‘re ready to pay the price for it.
You can get it for free at Itchio, or here for a PWYW!
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Eating Together: Five sexy stories of couples having a delicious time in their kitchen on Audible!
The Audible version is now available here!
I have a total of 50 promo codes as well, if you’re keen on making this your first Audible book. If so, you can let me know here:
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I made a Solo RPG!
You can get it here at Itchio or here on my site! Both are free or $2 donation if you like!
What’s it about, you may ask?
That’s it! You’re on a train, and there’s a few options for you to roll dice. You control where this story goes! Is it heartfelt, mournful, exciting, hopeful, mysterious? You decide!
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Eating Together: Five sexy stories of couples having a delicious time in their kitchen
Hey you! Yeah, you! Are you interested in a bundle of stories that include cunnilingus, fingering, lots of oral, and sexy romantic couples in love? Boy, do I have a book for you!
Check this out on Amazon, which will go FREE, yes FREE, March 25th until the 29th! Then it’ll go back to $2.99.
Go check it out now, and support stories such as Dessert in the Morning and Someone’s In The Kitchen With Dinah, with THREE unseen shorts included within!
If you like what you see, you can also support me at my website and purchase those two individually, along with my other book, Isabel’s Time at the Tavern, a dark take on a historical erotica 3k short, full of degeneracy and as much fucking as you can stand!
I feel like I’m offering you the Matrix here, lol.
Take this pill, and you can see all the lovely fluffy sex that these couples adore about each other. Take this one, and you’ll see how dark we can get.
Have fun, and have a great day!
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