Don't mind me... just taking notes as I change some stuff here...

I've been writing these stories for a long time... I only started collecting and keeping them in 2008/9ish So yeah... there have been stories other than these, but not all of it made the jump to asstr.org

I also have a bunch of short stories around my various computers I just threw together for /b/ threads and shit like that. I really like crafting elaborate lies for wincest threads and/or trap threads. Everyone has hobbies... right? Some day I'll get a bunch together in one file and edit them up to standards.

Without further ado... story comments in a somewhat shambolic* fashion:

Peeping in the Pool house was the first of these stories that I wrote. I really like that story because of the way it describes a summer I could have lived. I never had a sister as sadistic as Ashley, but sometimes I wish I had. I love the way she essentially grounds Ben (and rightly so!), ruining his summer... or so he thought. I absolutely loved writing the toilet scene and some day I'm going to go back and edit this story because looking back on it I realize now how little I really knew about grammar, sentence structure and, most obviously, punctuation. Isn't the twist at the end great? I love how it ends with a highly embarrassed older sister running off to her room, probably to cry herself to sleep and avoid her poor little brother for a week, at least.

And how about him? Poor little Ben's first sexual experience is pleasuring his older sister on the toilet. He probably should have known that's where it was going, but what does a kid know about what happens when a pussy is licked? Or for that matter what happens when a clit is bitten and nearly pulled off at the instant of climax? Poor little guy had no idea what hit him. Well... yeah he did, when he smelled it anyway. Poor Ashes though... pissing herself as she cums... I think that was the first time it happened to her. Never did give her or Ben back stories... maybe I should. An even younger childhood memory could really flesh this one out.

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Caught In Her Cheering Uniform was my second asstr story and I loved it even though I can barely look at it. That's what happens when you name a character then later on meet an idiot with that same first name. I didn't realize it till after I read it again because I forgot his name. Still gotta fix that...

...but if anyone out there wants to do it for me go ahead and stick your name in there. I'll upload the first one I see, so long as there's nothing wrong with YOUR name. We all know people, and sometimes those people have the same name as others, so don't be offended if I don't pick yours.

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Cousin's Closet is a tale I'm very proud of because I wrote a hacked up version of the beginning of it and left it in my fiction folder for a LONG time, but one day I wanted to write something else... the next chapter for A Tale Of Cum Filled Panties, IIRC... and I came across that instead. Yes that pun was intended because I spent the better part of a week cranking it and writing. When I was finished I had a very poorly edited, but incredible story (as well as countless orgasms). I was five chapters in and it tipped the scales at nearly 68k. The funny bit is that I never even uploaded chapter five at that point. I only did after I got an email from a fan who was confused when I told him to finish reading it because chapter five wasn't there. I did a quick edit and boom. there it was... months late. Thanks, whichever one you were!

I'm going to be uploading a short outline for chapter six when I'm done writing this, so if you want me to continue that story email me to tell me to get off my lazy ass and rub a few out while I write it.

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I Saw It Sliding Down Her Thigh was another story inspired by a story from someone else. I'm pretty sure it was a letter to Penthouse and it was about a guy who fucked his friend's girlfriend in the back of a limo or a cab or something right before he dropped her off for some kind of gala event. The story ended with the guy laughing to himself as he watched her and his friend walking into the ball because he was watching the jizz he'd just filled her with roll down her thigh. How fucking hot is that?

Throw in the element of incest and it becomes even hotter! I think I want to continue this one at some point because it's begging for a chapter four, but then again it also stands as a nice three part story. A perfect hour or so beat session, am I right? My favorite thing about this story is chapter two because in the story codes it says nosex. This is, of course, only a technicality because all of the hot as fuck goings on are just Jesse telling his sister Katie what he did to her the night before when she was passed out. Technically speaking nosex applies, but only because technically correct is the best kind of correct.

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If you want to know what I think about The Perks Of Heroism just go read the origins chapter. I absolutely love that tale because I'm rescuing that poor girl from a lot more than drowning... really. At least in my mind I am! I also really like it because I once got positive feedback about it from a woman who had a similar experience to what this Karen did. Here, she can tell you better than I...

Copied from her email, unedited:

Hi. I like your story The Perks of Heroism. It is so real. Thank you very much. I would like to read other parts if you have them. What happened to Karen happened to me when I was eight. I fell into a large wear on our property. Actually I was pushed by some boys fooling about. I was not a good swimmer and could have drowned. The boy of the family who looks after the wear saw me and jumped into the water and brought me to the steps out. He took me to the wear house and stripped me and dried me and gave me some boy’s clothes to wear until my parents could come to collect me. While he was stripping me and drying me and dressing me he kept feeling me. I had a crush on him for years after. Your story brought it back Many thanks again for the story.

-Alice

Hope you have the same email, Alice. I'm about to send you one...

Feedback like this just rocks my world!  Here I am writing what an overly PC sensitive nutjob would describe as kiddyporn, but I get a thank you from someone who had the same thing happen to her? Sounds to me that perhaps heroism SHOULD have its perks, although not till the girl in question is 14-21 years old depending on Age Of Consent laws/ages of the individuals in question/jurisdiction/and all that bullshit.

I'm also proud as hell that the first bit of feedback I ever got for it was from Rufus Fugit himself and that he's looking forward to how it progresses. Don't worry, Rufus... I still have happy plans for Karen, but I need to overhaul what I have so far before I execute them. Hope you're enjoying how alternate universe Karen's life is going. I sure am!

P.S. Rufus, thanks for the term cupid's bow. It's soooooooo fucking cute!

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A Gift From My Best Friend's Girl is just a quick jack off fantasy that I just had to write down because it was so vivid. I only gave it one final edit and shipped it that day. I should probably go over it again...

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A Tale Of Cum Filled Panties took a while  to name. It was originally called An Acquired Taste, but then again every cum eating story as some time or another was... I had to rename is specifically because I realized it was the title of another story I'd read in Letters Magazine. It was actually inspired by a story from another issue called 'Bringing Home The Bacon', which was about a man who'd hurt his back skiing so he had to take off work because of it. His wife, Linda, took another job which was commission only to help pay the bills. At first there was no money from it, but then all of a sudden the cash began to roll in. Why you ask? Well... if you're an astute observer you'd probably guess she was fucking her clients. Also unsurprisingly he discovered her extramarital affairs when he found the evidence in her panties. This story still gets me going and I intend to read it again after I type this.

If you're the curious sort, it's in the December 2000 issue and the official title of the magazine is The Original Letters. If you can find it online please share, but I'll just keep reading this copy. Funny thing about that... There's a mistake in the production of this issue, at least in mine. The very next story is called Licking His Stamp... and they ran it twice in a row.

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Servicing My Mistress is only getting three  sentences here because who the hell wouldn't want to orally pleasure the Snow Queen? Did you notice how the story is written in the first person AND gender ambiguous? If you spot a mistake with that second part please tell me so I can fix it!

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My most favorite detail about The Holiday Hamper Gift Basket is the fact that Aaron is absolutely disgusted by the taste of his sister's panties. He knows it's foul and he knows it leaked out of her pussy mere minutes before her panties went into his mouth. Knowing all of that though, he simply cannot take them out of his mouth. His lust is so in charge of his body that there is nothing his brain can possibly do to make his hand pull those cute little gift wrapping panties from his mouth. I also had a bit of fun giving the four kids from that story A names. Yeah... families do that shit sometimes, just ask George Foreman.

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I've been looking over some of the feedback I've gotten as I write this... It's really weird how some of the suggestions I get for how I could progress my stories just plain gross me out sometimes. It's funny, of course because the other shit I write about surely grosses out some of you! Here I am thinking it's kinda sick to lick a menstruating pussy, but the guy who suggested it might just think I'm going to hell for all eternity because I've written a number of mild incest fantasies. And of course the really weird thing is that after reading that the same thought has obviously been on my mind, too. Look at Perks if you need the proof.

OK, I've spent roughly the past four hours writing this, reading and editing other works, and going over feedback. I think it's about time I jack it already. Maybe I'll make` another one of these files next year. Hopefully I'll have started some new works or fleshed out old ones by then... In any event, this will remain as unedited as I can allow myself to leave it for posterity. Knowing me though, I'll look over it next year as I write the new one. Being a perfectionist is hard work!

Speaking of which... I guess I'll make up summaries for the stories I've missed some other time.

CHEERS!! And thanks for wasting your time reading this pretentious douche's jumbled thoughts. I'll be manking the spunky now... I hope you do, too!

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I'm not going to bother leaving contact info here... if you really wanna chat I hope you'd know where to find me... heh

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P.S. if you've read this far, there's a few treats if you've missed them. I just uploaded a couple of other pieces I've been working on. One of them is an unnamed draft about a boy who is feminized by his babysitter. You should definitely read that. Also, I'm including my working file for The Lemonade Stand, which I didn't even mention in here, so go look at it if you haven't read it. The working file contains stuff that happens right up till Casey fills the next day's request.

I use the RTFs folder (where you're getting all the new` stuff I haven't copied to .txt yet) for working on things because RTF editors are much nicer to work with that notepad. Because I like to use a computer that is as responsive as possible I use a tiny little freeware program called Jarte for my writing. I love messing with fonts, but I hate most professional software because there's too much bloat in it that I never use anyway and the bloat might cause the save as dialog to open 0.16 seconds slower and that's too much wasted time. I feel the same way about image programs which is why I use Irfanview, an amazingly robust yes super lean image viewer which also has paint and photoshop like features. I primarily use it for slideshows and viewing because I still prefer mspaint's simplicity for doodling. It's definitely better for mild photoshoppy crap like doing the levels and applying filters/resizing. You can even D/L plug ins that will allow such functionality as CMYK support.

* Google currently only has About 693 results for the phrase "in a shambolic fashion", I bet it's about to go up by one or two pretty soon...