[Pre-story bit]
Greetings, my faithful readers!
This is the first chapter of my third commission, courtesy of another commissioner who prefers to remain anonymous. I hope you all enjoy reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it! This is the very tip of a very large, very impressive iceberg, and hopefully you’ll enjoy building up to the spectacular climax of this tale as it continues.
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Content Warnings: Unrealistic anatomy, Muscle, Incest
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The Beginning
The Fates’ designs are never clear to those woven into their tapestry. With each mortal and immortal birth, Nona spins the thread of fate, Decima measures it carefully, and Morta cuts its end. Together, the fates weave each thread into their loom, crossing and twisting and interweaving each strand with countless others, forming the great and glorious tapestry of destiny. But just as one cannot see the full glory of Roma while standing in the Flavium, no single thread can see the course their thread weaves through destiny. But, seen or unseen, the course of one’s fate is undeniable. See two threads, bound tight together since first they were spun, unable to know nor deny the fates’ designs, as they continue blindly towards a fateful crossing of strands.
Saturday, June 27, 2015
Saturday, June 20, 2015
The Gladiators: Ch. 1 [Preview]
[Pre-story bit]
Greetings, my faithful readers!
This is the preview of the first chapter of my third commission, courtesy of another commissioner who prefers to remain anonymous. I hope you all enjoy reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it! This is the very tip of a very large, very impressive iceberg, and hopefully you’ll enjoy building up to the spectacular climax of this tale as it continues.
[redacted]
Content Warnings: Unrealistic anatomy, Muscle, Incest
[/pre-story bit]
The Beginning
[preview]
The Fates’ designs are never clear to those woven into their tapestry. With each mortal and immortal birth, Nona spins the thread of fate, Decima measures it carefully, and Morta cuts it’s end. Together, the fates weave each thread into their loom, crossing and twisting and interweaving each strand with countless others, forming the great and glorious tapestry of destiny. But just as one cannot see the full glory of Roma while standing in the Flavium, no single thread can see the course their thread weaves through destiny. But, seen or unseen, the course of one’s fate is undeniable. See two threads, bound tight together since first they were spun, unable to know nor deny the fates’ designs, as they continue blindly towards a fateful crossing of strands.
Greetings, my faithful readers!
This is the preview of the first chapter of my third commission, courtesy of another commissioner who prefers to remain anonymous. I hope you all enjoy reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it! This is the very tip of a very large, very impressive iceberg, and hopefully you’ll enjoy building up to the spectacular climax of this tale as it continues.
[redacted]
Content Warnings: Unrealistic anatomy, Muscle, Incest
[/pre-story bit]
The Beginning
[preview]
The Fates’ designs are never clear to those woven into their tapestry. With each mortal and immortal birth, Nona spins the thread of fate, Decima measures it carefully, and Morta cuts it’s end. Together, the fates weave each thread into their loom, crossing and twisting and interweaving each strand with countless others, forming the great and glorious tapestry of destiny. But just as one cannot see the full glory of Roma while standing in the Flavium, no single thread can see the course their thread weaves through destiny. But, seen or unseen, the course of one’s fate is undeniable. See two threads, bound tight together since first they were spun, unable to know nor deny the fates’ designs, as they continue blindly towards a fateful crossing of strands.
Wednesday, June 17, 2015
Happy Birthday: Ch. 1
[Pre-Story Bit]
Hello, my faithful readers!
This here’s the first chapter of my second commission! I hope you enjoy it! I think fans of Daddy’s Home are really gonna like this one. There’s no actual sex in this chapter, I’m sorry to report, but once it gets started, it’s gonna get pretty crazy! There’s much more to come, and I hope you enjoy reading!
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Content Warnings: Incest, a huge cock, and generally unrealistic anatomy
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The Guest of Honor
The evening air was still warm with the lingering heat of the summer sun when a sleek black limousine pulled up to the curb outside the ballroom. The engine’s rumble quieted to a soft purr as it came to a stop, the chirping song of crickets in the grass reasserting itself as the loudest sound, only interrupted by the muffled beat of the music pounding through the doors of the ballroom. There was a soft click as the door latch opened, the sleek black door swinging wide to make room for the guest of honor as he emerged from the posh interior.
First, a leg emerged, a polished wing-tip shoe planting itself on the sidewalk, swiftly followed by a strong hand, gripping the door-frame for leverage as it hauled the rest of the figure out of the vehicle. John Best climbed free of the limo and straightened up, standing to his full six foot height, clad in a black suit tailored to emphasize his broad chest, tight core, and muscular limbs. He clearly took great care of his appearance, his skin smoothly tanned, his light brown hair trimmed into an expert fade, short on the top, his strong jaw smoothly shaven. His face was handsome by almost any standard, with soulful hazel eyes set in a rugged, masculine face. He frowned, raising one finger to hook the triangular knot at his throat and pulled, loosening the deep red silk tie looped around his neck.
Hello, my faithful readers!
This here’s the first chapter of my second commission! I hope you enjoy it! I think fans of Daddy’s Home are really gonna like this one. There’s no actual sex in this chapter, I’m sorry to report, but once it gets started, it’s gonna get pretty crazy! There’s much more to come, and I hope you enjoy reading!
[redacted]
Content Warnings: Incest, a huge cock, and generally unrealistic anatomy
[/pre-story bit]
The Guest of Honor
The evening air was still warm with the lingering heat of the summer sun when a sleek black limousine pulled up to the curb outside the ballroom. The engine’s rumble quieted to a soft purr as it came to a stop, the chirping song of crickets in the grass reasserting itself as the loudest sound, only interrupted by the muffled beat of the music pounding through the doors of the ballroom. There was a soft click as the door latch opened, the sleek black door swinging wide to make room for the guest of honor as he emerged from the posh interior.
First, a leg emerged, a polished wing-tip shoe planting itself on the sidewalk, swiftly followed by a strong hand, gripping the door-frame for leverage as it hauled the rest of the figure out of the vehicle. John Best climbed free of the limo and straightened up, standing to his full six foot height, clad in a black suit tailored to emphasize his broad chest, tight core, and muscular limbs. He clearly took great care of his appearance, his skin smoothly tanned, his light brown hair trimmed into an expert fade, short on the top, his strong jaw smoothly shaven. His face was handsome by almost any standard, with soulful hazel eyes set in a rugged, masculine face. He frowned, raising one finger to hook the triangular knot at his throat and pulled, loosening the deep red silk tie looped around his neck.
Wednesday, June 10, 2015
Happy Birthday: Ch. 1 [Preview]
[Pre-Story Bit]
Hello, my faithful readers! Today, I bring you the preview of my second commission, Happy Birthday! I think fans of Daddy’s Home are really gonna like this one. There’s no actual sex in this one, I’m sorry to report, but plenty of sexiness and lots more to come!
[redacted]
Content Warnings: Incest, Unrealistic anatomy, Huge cock
[/pre-story bit]
The Guest of Honor
[preview]
The evening air was still warm with the lingering heat of the summer sun when a sleek black limousine pulled up to the curb outside the ballroom. The engine’s rumble quieted to a soft purr as it came to a stop, the chirping song of crickets in the grass reasserting itself as the loudest sound, only interrupted by the muffled beat of the music pounding through the doors of the ballroom. There was a soft click as the door latch opened, the sleek black door swinging wide to make room for the guest of honor as he emerged from the posh interior.
Saturday, June 6, 2015
Progress Report #5: I live!
Hello, my faithful readers!
Reports of my death have been greatly exaggerated. Sorry I've been all quiet lately, it's been an odd couple of weeks. I went off on a camping trip, then I was recovering from nature overdose, then I was just super lazy for a few days, then nexflix got its wicked little hooks into me... In the end, I was pretty much entirely unproductive for about two weeks. Not exactly pleased with myself on that count.
But I've gotten back into the swing of things, and I'm writing again! I've finished the first draft of my second commission, which shouldn't take all that long to edit/rewrite once the commissioner gets back to me. I think a lot of my fans are going to enjoy the subject of this one. Hopefully, the final version ends up being worth the wait in the end!
Reports of my death have been greatly exaggerated. Sorry I've been all quiet lately, it's been an odd couple of weeks. I went off on a camping trip, then I was recovering from nature overdose, then I was just super lazy for a few days, then nexflix got its wicked little hooks into me... In the end, I was pretty much entirely unproductive for about two weeks. Not exactly pleased with myself on that count.
But I've gotten back into the swing of things, and I'm writing again! I've finished the first draft of my second commission, which shouldn't take all that long to edit/rewrite once the commissioner gets back to me. I think a lot of my fans are going to enjoy the subject of this one. Hopefully, the final version ends up being worth the wait in the end!
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