Oh goodness, if I was catering to readers, I wouldn’t be writing any of these stories, I’d be hopping on the Fifty Shades of Grey Diarrhea bandwagon. This writing of mine is a niche genre within a niche genre. This is about as obscure as writing can get (ok, so it could get obscurer, sure, I suppose). If anything, the fact that I can write this strange stuff, find an audience, and make a decent monthly check from it is a testament to the power of the internet to bring together incredibly distant people together virtually so they can masturbate together.
So yes, these are definitely all my own personal fetishes and interests, down to the scat and snuff and violence and terror and whatnot. Which isn’t to say that all those things make my dick hard, but just that I find their application within the context of this genre compelling and worth writing about. Ok, so some of them make my dick hard too, but whatever. Apparently other people find it kind of interesting too! Never thought that would happen in a million years though. I secretly thought I’d just spend my life occasionally pushing strange stories out into the void of the internet forever and ever by myself.
As far as catering is concerned, my husband and I do own our own small catering business, so be careful with your puns and funny business.
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