Dear lord, what an endeavor.
So, I come home from my usual friday night party with the guys. Our DM (Yeah, I play Mutants and Masterminds along with Dungeons and Dragons. Deal with it.) called in sick due to a suicidal friend. Understandable, but I was bored.
After plopping my literary ass into my super villain black swivel chair, I log onto the portal and get an idea.
"Hey, I'm bored as hell and horny. Why don't I write some vore stories?"
So, I ask myself.
"About what?"
"I dunno, you're supposed to be the smart one."
"What the hell is that supposed to mean? We're the same person."
"Oh, right, my fault. I'll stop existing now."
So, without thinking, I make...
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