Last Updated – 8/12/19. It’s finished! Thanks all for your patience with this one. New stuff will be coming tomorrow.
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It’s that time again! If you’re a patron at the $5 level or higher, you can submit your own suggestions for me to tuen into a short story. You can leave your request as a comment here, or you can head over to my discord server and chat with me there! I included a couple of prompts to get you started too, but all ideas are welcome!
Alright, it’s fucking finished. Patrons at the $5 level and up can access chapter 9 and chapter 10 right now–everyone else has to wait a week. Prepare yourself, it was not easy to write, and I don’t think it will be easy to read. This is a tragedy after all.
I need a short break, after this thing. I still don’t quite know how I feel about it. This week will mostly be about getting the public version updated and posted, and I wouldn’t expect much else, aside from a conclusion to the interactive I’ve been neglecting. Next week, we’ll switch to something lighter, and move into short mode. Captions, flash fictions, odd little snippets of things. Coming up soon too, I think, will be the first round of commissions in a long while, so keep lookout for more details to come about that.
Chapter 8 is posted for all patrons supporting me with at least a $5 dollar pledge! After this, we have two chapters to go, and then we’ll be doing a few weeks of short content, captions, etc. as a bit of a breather!
I guess I’m on a bit of a roll this week! Another chapter of Straight Town is up and available for patrons, here. It’ll become publicly available in a week!
Patrons at the $5 level or higher can now access the next chapter of Straight Town! It will go public for everyone else next week.
Chapter three of Straight Town is posted for patrons! You can find it over here.
Have an idea for a story that you would like to see me write? Well here’s your chance! Each month, I take suggestions from Patrons at the $5 tier and higher, and turn them into short vignettes. You can go ahead and post your ideas over here if that applies to you, or post them over in my discord server if that works better.
Hey all! There have been a lot of changes for me over the last year, from moving twice, figuring out a new job in a new city, helping my husband with his job as well, tumblr collapsing, and so on and so forth. For the most part, all I’ve been trying to do is keep up with the general churn of content without falling too far behind on anything, and I feel like, for the most part, I succeeded. But with that year behind me now, with some time to think, and with a new site on a new platform, I want to talk about how my posting schedule is going to look going forward. To start with, though, I want to step back in time a bit to when I set up my Patreon, and what I was hoping for my writing at the time.
I work full time, but I love writing. At the time I set up the Patreon, things were a bit…easier. My husband was providing health insurance for us both through his work, and I hoped that as my Patreon scaled up, I would be able to reduce my own workload to some extent, and devote more time to writing instead–but things haven’t panned out like that at all over the years. Instead, my husband has struggled with a number of jobs, and at present I am tied to full time work both as a dependable source of income, and much more importantly, to provide health insurance for us both.
Anyway! What that means, is that the amount of time I have to work on my writing is fixed–there’s just no way for me to scale down my day job to provide more content, not as things will stand for the foreseeable future. This isn’t a huge problem–I still have enough time to produce content, and I’ve been working with essentially this load for years now–however, that’s not to say that there isn’t a crunch!
That crunch occurs between my longer form stories, and the shorter content I usually post on a daily basis, like interactive stories and captions. I just don’t have the time and energy to be able to produce reliable short form content, and at the same time, produce the long form stories that I have rolling around in my head. For a long time, I was able to make this work by posting long form stories as short form content–by breaking long stories into short chunks, and posting them serially, but the format was frustrating, and not something I want to return to, because I feel it disrupts the flow of the story too much. It was mostly a conceit designed for tumblr’s platform, but now that I’m hosting through wordpress, is makes even less sense to post long stories in short chunks, rather than by chapter, or in their entirety. However, I still want to provide some sort of regular content for everyone, especially because that’s something I’m somewhat known for! It’s a bit of a pickle, honestly.
Going forward, I’m going to be trying a new way to balance this out. Instead of trying to produce everything at once and trying to post both short content and long content and focusing on having something up every single day, I really need to be able to focus on one or the other, in order to get into a better workflow with less frustration. That means, when I’m working on longer pieces, there are, from now on, going to be fewer, but longer posts each week (Probably three to four) and when I take breaks between stories, I’ll post regular short captions and sketches instead (probably five to seven days a week, depending on various life circumstances). All in all, it adds up to the same amount of words each week–around 6000-7000, just delivered in different forms, depending on what I’m working on. I think it’s a better work life balance for me, and delivers a better quality of work for all of you, without completely sacrificing the regularity of my schedule. It has the bonus effect of making all of my writing easier to categorize, tag, and read as well.
I hope to switch modes with some regularity, hopefully every month to month and a half, to make sure content stays fresh, and to not keep people waiting for what they want for too long. The one constant feature I hope to run is the interactive stories. I’ve been enjoying those, and it seems like you all are as well, so those will be constant–with one or two updates a week, depending on workload at the moment. The other thing that won’t change at all is bonus Patreon content. Suggested stories, for example, will still happen each month, as they always have.
Another benefit of this, is that it lets me structure months around commissions as well. I can open up for four or six weeks at a time for short commissions, and simply post them as I finish them, instead of trying to write them and keep up with the regular grind as well–hopefully, the first commission month will be soon, in the late summer or early fall.
I’m in the middle of a long story right now, so July is going to be long format, as I keep working on “Straight Town.” After that–well, we’ll see! I haven’t tried something like this before, so there will probably be some kinks as things go along. Thanks for your patience and your support over the years. If you have any questions, you can comment below, find me on Patreon, on twitter, on discord, email etc., and I’ll answer them all to the best of my ability. Thanks for reading!
It was just supposed to be some harmless roleplay, or so Henry thought. The young guy was one of the hottest fuckers he’d seen in a while, and one who was available for a fuck, but when he’d looked at Henry’s page, he’d almost turned him down, telling him he was more into dads–whatever that meant. Still, he’d been open to playing, but told Henry that they’d probably have to roleplay a bit, to get him into the mood. If that meant the guy called him daddy, while Henry fucked him, then he could get behind that, he supposed–he’d been with stranger guys than that. But things…well, this is not what he’d expected, at all.
“Come on daddy, what do you want–tell me what you want!”
“I want you fuck my ass already, boy, fuck it hard–do whatever the fuck you want, just fucking change me the fuck back!” Henry felt himself say, horrified, but he couldn’t moderate the words coming out of his mouth–just like he hadn’t been able to stop the young man from…changing him. He was up on the bed on all fours, and this body–he was fat! He was fat, and hairy, and his hairline was receding, and…and the young fellow was just circling him, thinking about him, and Henry didn’t know why he didn’t just fuck him already!
“Hmm…just not quite…what I’m feeling like today. I think I know what would be hot though…tell me daddy, tell me again what you want.”
“Aww jeepers boy, I sure would like it if you would just put your big tool up in daddy’s hole back there ya know?”
That wasn’t his voice–what the fuck had happened to his voice? It was…nasally, and sounded like he was from the midwest.
“Fuck yeah–that’s better, getting me hard daddy, listening to you ask me all polite like that. That how you talk to your wife daddy? When you want to have sex with her?”
He didn’t have a wife–but…but there were these new memories, of a woman. His age–his new age, and he could…remember everything about her, fuck!
“I wonder what she would say, if she knew her polite, buttoned down, conservative husband never went bowling on Thursdays like he says, but he comes here to get fucked by my hot young cock–because that’s what he really wants. Hell, I bet you two don’t even fuck much, not with that puny thing of yours.”
“Aww no, don’t go and shrink my ding-a-ling too!” Henry said, but it was too late–his eight inch cock shrank down to three inches, buried up in his fat.
“Well, it works well enough to give you a few kids, right? You can’t be a daddy without a few boys running around, right? How old are they?”
“They’re…they’re uh, twelve, fourteen, and seventeen…oh my goodness gracious how do I even know that?”
“Oh, that’s too young…” the man said, and Henry felt his body changing again, adding another decade of life, more hair falling out and turning grey, glasses appearing on his face as his eyesight gets worse, his cock shrivelling up further, no longer able to get hard. “Yeah, your boys are 22, 24, and 27–I bet they’re handsome fuckers, aren’t they? I bet you think about them a lot, about how much you want your boys to fuck you like I fuck you.”
“Oh please boy, please put that horn stick in mah hole, you’re gettin me all riled up, ya know, talking about my boys like that…”
The man fucked him then–fucked him hard, just how Henry liked it, and he fantasized that it was his oldest son, working construction right now, that was fucking his own father, and when the boy was finished, he was a sweaty, heaving mess.
“Alright boy, you had your fun, now change me back, alright?” Henry said.
“And lose my favorite Thursday night hookup? No way! Now go on and get dressed daddy–you should get home before your wife starts to worry about you any more than she already does.”
His old life fading in his mind to a faint shadow, Henry put on his bowling shirt and slacks, and headed down to his sedan, his bowling ball, unused in years now, sitting in the passenger seat beside him. He looked at himself in the mirror, at his jowls, his glasses, his grey mustache…all the lies he’d told over the years to keep his marriage together. What other choice did he have? At least…he had this, once a week. Maybe that would be enough–or maybe the boy up there was only getting started on his new project.
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