Hold On

And don’t let go..I said something out loud, something dangerous Something she intentionally misconstrued The way she loves to do She said, "Okay, if that's what you want..." And then she drank, and made me drink And then she sat on me Suddenly Without warning Without a thought about my size She hid me from... Continue Reading →

Nap

I stare at my ink-stained hands, contemplating certain thoughts, and I know I only make sense to myself. What I think seems perfect, normal, desirable, even as I know that there are probably very few people in the world that want to spend any amount of time under someone's ass, and that number is reduced... Continue Reading →

The ABCs Game – J is for Jeans

I've been playing this ABCs Game for approximately a decade, and it's time to wrap it up. It's time to wrap up all my blog series so I can move on to other things I need to finish and start. I'm halfway done with the letters, some of which have been accidental repeats. Who cares? No... Continue Reading →

My ButtyJuly17 Story: Assed

Do you remember back when life was wonderful, and I entered that Size Riot contest that was centered around butt stories? Writers turned in fifteen stories for ButtyJuly17, and that was the best July there ever was. I wrote two stories I never posted anywhere, and after more than a year later, I suppose I... Continue Reading →

Pucker up and kiss my…

As you know, my friend Aborigen runs writing contests. It is now time to vote for the theme that will dominate the next contest. I want to write stories about giant asses... and I don't mean people of incredibly large sizes that behave unseemingly—I'm talking about that star-shaped enclosure surrounded by soft, embracing flesh, found... Continue Reading →

So anyway…

  I was looking for someone to work on an image for me, for one of my stories, but what do you look for when you want to commission someone to create something you love? You look at their past work. I have yet to find past work by artists that showcases their skill with... Continue Reading →

The ABCs Game – F is for Farts

I... don't know where I'm going with this. I'm thinking about it now, and you are just sitting there, so you might as well listen. * * * Gabriel Maurice Sanchez, experiment No. 132, walked into his psychiatrist's office and kept on walking. He only measured four inches in height, so it took him a... Continue Reading →

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