Fanfiction Horrors

There is a contingent of women who are fundamentally allergic to the term, 'same-sex attracted', believing it to be a TERF dogwhistle, leading to scenarios such as these where they will argue that penis-in-vagina sex is gay; that the vagina owner is a gay man, and that people 'struggle with their sexuality' by engaging in the sex acts that led to their creation in the first place. This is one such example.
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> Be 54
> Acknowledge that nothing you did changed anything and the world would be the same without you
> Wearing the Christmas squirts colour scheme to your university class
Sounds about right for a Chud.
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> A handsome faun
So he's a satyr? He's got inhuman legs? Oh, wait, she literally means a 'magical creature' with stick-thin lips. Or, as black women would put it, 'she ain't got no lips, nigga'.
> He was pale, covered in moles
> Is fully clothed and the only moles visible are the ones on is face
Make it make sense.
> His fingers encircled his slender waist
This. Fucking. Line. Are you really that fucking unoriginal you have to copy and paste the same fucking line every time?
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> His hand, smaller than his own
He's uwu so smol.
> A beautiful sheen highlighting the slenderness of his fingers
What, are his hands see-through now? We went from Elie Wiesel Viktor to Miquella Viktor. What a change.
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> Lets the water cool slightly before drinking
> Still waiting for his tea to cool down
I love it when authors have SNAFUs like this by virtue of forgetting what the fuck they wrote a few sentences ago.
> Several inches taller
He is several FEET taller than Heimerdinger. This makes it seem as if he's 4'10.
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> I have some research that Professor Heimerdinger let me borrow some of his books from
This doesn't make sense. Burrow books from what? Ending it at 'let me borrow' would erase this confusion.
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> His face suddenly flushing
> The man's blush continued to deepen
That's literally all he does: blush, giggle, and act like a schoolgirl who met the hottest guy in her life.
> Even though you're so young, you seem very intelligent
He said that already. And it sounds pretty damn condescending since you're in an academy for gifted people.
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> Who could blame him for wanting to listen to a handsome student spill his personal guts?
Trauma dumping is something trans men love to do, and wait until you hear what his excuses are.
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> Young adults are confused about their sexuality
> Insists he is a homosexual gay man associated with scandalous acts
> Insists he is not a woman even though said 'gay acts' include vaginal sex
> Insists he is a homosexual gay man and fulfills the stereotype (which happens to be true) of them being natural sluts, fucking and sucking his way to the top despite insisting he doesn't need help or want to be pitied
> Says their opinions don't matter, only the sexy DILF's does, because he wants to fuck him homosexually instead
Absolutely fucking delusional. No, bitch, you have to be the SAME SEX to be homosexual; it's in the fucking word. You are female as that is your sex. Fuck off with your gender bullshit before I push you down the stairs.
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> Nice to see the younger man blush again
How many times does he need to blush?
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> You're so cute, you know that
Yeah, you called him a faun, can't stop pointing out how uwu smol he is, and how pale and white and pale and perfect and WHITE he is.
> He was so big, the mere difference in size between certain parts of their bodies was almost indecent
Sexual dimorphism is a bitch. Every time you insist gender is a social construct, nature rears her ugly, TERFy head.
> He was astonished at being so easily manhandled
Why? You just wrote that Jayce is so huge he could probably solo a silverback gorilla no problem, and that Viktor is just so teeny tiny small. Why would he be shocked at being manhandled from an actual man? This is like that viral tweet of Twitter artists acting shocked that sexual dimorphism exists and that sex differences are real and apparent - and none so apparent as strength. All that testosterone won't give you male strength and your own fucking writing shows it.
> You're the most beautiful thing I've laid eyes on in years
I get the impression these authors, usually the farthest thing from being thin, want to be complemented and be called beautiful, and that's why they project so hard onto a character who is a 4/10 at best. They are jacking it to a fucking skeleton who could be bent in half from a stale breeze.
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> You're old enough to be a grandfather
A GILF with a flabby gut is a helluva look.
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> Another kink trying to pry from his flesh
Like what? Ripping his teeth out? Facefucking? Do tell.
> Was his posture holding him back? Was his leg?
Suck on some dumb bitch juice because that should be obvious.
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> Was that good?
Wait, he had an orgasm? I couldn't tell.
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> I want to fucking devour you
And add more to that GILF gut? No thanks.
> Reached down the trunk to kiss him
Reached down whose trunk?
> In case he needed a massage or even a quick fix for his brace
Massage oil is not the same as machine oil, you retard. One is for human use and the other is for metal. Then again, you need to be reminded of what an actual homosexual is so this doesn't surprise me.
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> Pale skin dotted with moles and marks
> He's still dressed
Ho hum.
> Bony arms, skin covering them
So basically a strung out piece of KFC wings.
> Faint scent of masculine cologne
That's not what you wrote. You wrote he smelled like shampoo and vanilla. 'Masculine cologne' can be anything.
> The rumours aren't true
So Viktor admits he's actually a virgin, and we get a lecture on how virginity is a social construct meant to exclude people based on their gender - without mentioning that the SEX that is demanded to be virginal and pure is the female sex, whereas men can fuck around and suffer no social consequences.
> Was he a pervert deep down?
> Says virginity is a social construct
> Proceeds to get horny when the vagina-owner confesses to be a virgin
> Gets excited that he will be the One and Only
Social construct my ass.
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> I don't often feel attracted to others
Uh huh. A stalwart virgin until the hot Latino comes around, eh?
> Drawing out more fat
What fat? He has no breasts.
> Lifted his hips and ran his tongue along his asshole
Hope he cleaned that shit out. Literally.
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> I never said which virginity I'd take from you
I thought that was a social construct.
> Viktor blushed
How many times does he need to blush?
> Finally pressed his mouth against his cock
And what does the author do? Compare it to the 'I'll make it fit, love' monster cock Jayce is whipping around.
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> He had wrinkles, stretch marks, and loose skin despite being active
> Extra belly
So a 'bear' type, but without the thick stomach. He's just chubby. Fun fact: overweight men will experience a drop in T and will have their dicks shrink. So this massively well-endowed man would experience a bit of shrinkage at his old age.
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> He discovered Viktor was sensitive in the connections
Sounds like he's tonguing a CPU.
> His small breasts and wet cunt
Hot.
> They would have more after this. Many virginities to take
And what happened to it being a social construct? Did we just forget that?
> Already at full size, imposingly commanding attention
> Do you think it'll fit
> I'll make it fit
"I hereby respectfully decline your death dagger" as the ladies on Booktok like to say. I doubt it'd even be at its full size with that blubber on his gut.
> He wanted to fuck his pussy and memorize every spot inside him
Lose some weight and then you won't need a fuckstick to do it.
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> It's just too much
12'' of Latino Heat will do that to you.
> You were made for me
Lines you'll never get tired of:
- I'll make it fit
- You were made for me
- I'm going to breed you
- You're an unblooded girlchild
- I'm not a woman (yet can get pregnant)
Etc etc. Complementary genitalia and all that.
> Drooling over the bulge in Viktor's belly
No 'slight' bulge this time, although men's penises do start to shrink as they get older. That Latino Heat is going to cool off like that tea he drank twice.
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> He just needed something
> His body confused as to what to do
??? This implies he's only ever had sex with women and doesn't know how anal works.
> There was resistance from the combination of virginity
I thought that was a social construct? It seems the author doesn't believe her own bullshit and admits that yes, sexual inexperience is real, and that 'social construct' means a lot of excitement for men who can claim a fresh pussy.
> Fullness in the nearby area
Anus. Just say it.
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> He knew that sensation too well
Why write that his body was confused, then? This also means he has no idea where the G-spot is and had to ask around to find it before our trans man here dutifully squirts as all women do in porn.
> I didn't know I could do that
You mean you didn't think your FEMALE body could do that after a man touched your G-spot because he realized it wasn't in your ass? Shocker.
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> This man could take a lot
You already showed that with your 'buried to the hilt' and the belly bulge.
> Confirming the rumours that he was a slut
He told you the rumours weren't true. The only thing that would be true was that a Councilor fucked him because he's a 'gay' man, a true homosexual, who slept with a man who didn't know where the G spot was in women.
>He wanted to kneel the younger man and silence him with his own cock
*Wanted to make the young man kneel
> Breed the man
Oh? Funny how you know which hole to use for a 100% homosexual gay man.
> Soft, plaint, submissive
So your basic trans man.
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> As if he never wanted the cum to escape
> Ponders how said 'homosexual male' and described slut would walk around
> Doesn't elaborate how a gaping asshole would not keep in semen at all
> Doesn't think his obscenely large penis would create a gape
Keep at it. Then you'll wonder if you'll need surgery or magic to make his asshole tight again - or if your dick is just that big he'll split down the middle like a hotdog bun.

Not bad for a 50-year-old man with a blubber gut. You'll go harder if you have a fit like Ralph Fiennes, and he's in his sixties. Hit the gym and maybe your white faun with the skin of a 60-year-old will have a hole so big the TSA can shove a machine up there.

SensualLettuce moves on with her groomer teacher fic, cementing her true faith in the work of a Gypsy who compares herself to Anne Rice. Stop reducing female characters to their relationships! Write ephebophilia instead.
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Cersei Lannister didn't fuck kids, but she did blow up a bunch of people. Comparing yourself to a widely hated female character is a choice.
> How fucked up could he be to feel attracted to a student?
Teachers are more likely to assault kids than priests. This is just staying factual.
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> Hippocampus
> It was as if he had memorized the details as if he had no say in the matter
...yes...that's what the hippocampus does.
> His too tight skinny jeans
Is that even school appropriate?
> What did his conscience care?
You just had an entire chapter where you were bemoaning the fact you want to fuck a 16-year-old. Don't tell me you don't care when your dick is doing the talking.
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> If he were an almost seventeen year old
Then I wouldn't have an issue with this.
> His pale skin seems even paler
We love our white skin, don't we, folks?
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> It's not you, it's me
Literally. You sexted a child - which is a CRIME - and you left behind evidence of said crime. I guess you can flex said male privilege and get away with it but the kid is trans so the Human Rights Commission is going to have a few choice words about that.

Viktor ends up going into Jayce's SUV for the ride home. Jayce babbles the whole drive and asks inane questions as if he didn't sext a minor. He asks if Viktor is doing well at school, Viktor retorts by basically saying Jayce is calling him retarded, Jayce says he 'never said that' when he just said that.
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Yes, calling a 16-year-old a tease is a problem. Next thing you'll be telling me is that he sought services from a certain island to get more 'desirables'.
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> He's rotten for that
> Common sense has left his brain and took a vacation
> His morality is crying in the back seat
TBF, a lot of men admit in polls if if they could get away with it, they would absolutely fuck teens. This is 'healthy male sexuality', as they like to say. Difference is, if he gets caught he'll be labeled as a 'groomer of trans teens' which hits even harder.
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Yes, because getting outed as a groomer would be such a blow to your reputation...all while still possessing evidence of your crime. Too bad TikTok doesn't exist because then you'd have a whole war arguing that the teen asked for it because 'who could resist such a sexy teacher' and the other half demanding he be put on a list. Hot teachers really can get away with anything.

BSWaves has come out with Chapter 4 of her jailbait fic. In this we dive deep not just in orifices, but a man's mind as he gets to have a teenage romp. The only thing getting on a list is this porn star dick.
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Can't be bristling at a woman showing you kindness. You might think you're a man, but notice how there is no male solidarity for you whatsoever.
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> The father wants you to terminate
We know what fathers are when it counts; we will use any alternative for female bodies because that gives us dysphoria.
> He's looking forward to a second dose of painkillers
Forget the abortion - you might just cause a miscarriage based on how many painkillers you're taking. Something tells me these aren't your basic NSAIDs either.
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> When he realized he was trans she was supportive
Of course. Because as we all know, misgendering is worse than child grooming and teenage pregnancy.
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> Meet this boy
Oh man, wait until she finds out he's a billionaire like Epstein, except without the private island and way hotter.
> Povety stricken teenager
But your transition goals are more important than food or the cost of living. Priorities. That binder costs more than a week's worth of food.
> his body isn't in any better shape than his mom's when she had him
Who gives a fuck? Getting pregnant is all you're good for. You WILL have that baby and it WILL look like a child of a god, goddamit!
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> That's the smartest idea
Indeed it is, but knowing how this is going, it's not going to be the option because we need that drama.
> I just wanna hear your voice
Already in it with the emotional manipulation, I see.
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> Is it wrong for him to crave the affection and attention?
You want a new daddy figure and this rich, sexy man is it. Literally Christian Grey but the Latino version.
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Baiting minors for sexts? A nice way to dig your grave deeper.
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> I'm not wearing my binder
So THAT triggers you because it reminds you of your female breasts, but pregnancy doesn't. Funny how that works.
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> I wanna see that pretty cock of yours
And it's barely the size of a Menthol breath mint.
> You're so fucking sexy
And he's fucking a malnourished teenager.
> He can feel the walls of his core flutter around nothing just at the memory of that thing inside him
Holy run-on sentence, Batman! Of course you're going to remember the mythical 10-12 incher rather than, you know, your personal health, because your ex-boyfriend was so tiny your fingers provided better pleasure. So glad our teenager is coom-brained and cannot think for themselves.
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> I want you to suck me off next time
ME ME ME ME ME ME ME. Always about the man's pleasure, and never the AFAB, because try as they might, they can't erase their male centrism.
> His clit - his cock
What are you calling your uterus, then? A seahorse pouch?
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> That he is desirable
This is all based on insecurity and a desire to be loved and wanted. Unfortunately it comes on the heels of a greedy, nasty piece of shit man - but that's OK, you can make any groomer look good if he's hot enough
> Five inches long
> Like his boyfriend's dick
In the first chapter, the author wrote that Viktor could 'barely even feel' his first boyfriend. This made me think the boyfriend had a micropenis. 5 inches is the AVERAGE SIZE OF A PENIS. This means that our Spicy Latino here is double the size - length and width. Nothing like a size queen at 16.
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> Against his cock
But if you dared called him a girl he'd lose his shit.
> Tries to imagine the weight of it on his tongue
> He never did it with his ex
But he's watched enough porn so that makes him a BJ pro, right?
> Hr evhhrgr
I don't even know what the fuck that is. It's clearly 'his vibrator' but she didn't edit it.
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> He can feel it inside him but it isn't big
It's perfectly average. Reminds me of when PrettyBadMagic thought 5 mL of semen was 'on the higher end' when that was the average, too.
> I'm trying to make you squirt
> He's seen it in videos
I love it how these authors always write teenage girls as having the bodily capacity and skill of porn stars. Not every woman squirts.
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> His little cock
You got that right.
> Sizes
*Seizes
> His cunt letting out one last large gush
Not the broken water main this time. It's a slow tide, this one.
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Note the language: I want. Never what the other person wants or respecting their boundaries: it's ME ME ME ME. Well done capturing the mindset of a groomer. He only gets away with it because he's hot - the main rule for chick lit that remains true even in fanfic. Pedophilic rapists, groomers, and men who belong on sex offender lists become woobified and painted with 'I can fix him' logos. I never thought I'd see such a fetish for fucking teenagers outside of the Joseph Bronski/HBD sphere, but here we are.

Porn parodies with dramatic titles? This author has you covered. They don't call 'em Spicy Latinos for nothing!
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The major consumers of FTM porn tends to be straight/bisexual men, because they know that they can get easy pussy. If they're men who don't want to commit to the gay bit and want to play pretend, this is where they go.
> A camboy who did ASMR
Hey, that brigns in a lot of money.
> Pretty boys who were too young for him to keep around
I bet he looks like a crossover between Willem Dafoe and Demi Moore, but aged worse due to porn.
> Nearly choked him on his cock and not in the fun way
Was he as big as Jayce, or is he the sole record breaker?
> Saw him purely as fetish fuel
Buddy, your entire genre of porn is fetish fuel. The gay men, if they do watch it, are there for the dicks, not you. You are simply a hole to fuck.
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> He was used to every top being bigger than him
Because you, as a trans man, are statistically smaller than nearly every man you meet. 5'8 men and 5'8 women are not the same, and going off this, this makes me think - again - that he's an uwu 5'0 pooner.
> Full pink lingerie set with stockings, garters, and a sheer babydoll
You want to be a man so bad and yet wear the most feminine lingerie imaginable, to highlight a figure that wouldn't be popular in porn. Not even blacks want to see a skinny chicken wing get pounded.
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> He had his stint in the kinkier side
Since this is the porn industry, this could be anything.
> Took his small waist in his large hands
He's just uwu so smol.
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> That was a huge cock
So the average in porn. They love picking men with big dicks there. He'd be the Well Hung Latino on Mandingo's level.
> Like a well paid whore
...YOU ARE A WELL PAID WHORE. YOU FUCK PEOPLE FOR SEX
> Fucking up into his throat
I'm amazed it isn't holey like a worn out oil pipe with how much torsion it's been through.
> Curled nest of pubes
That shit would be trimmed. The man has a nose trimmer, FFS, and recently, there's been a push for men to be well-groomed, too. Makes the genitalia easier to see.
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> Teeth on his flat tits
Guess you never needed a bra, eh?
> Fucked that thick toy into him
> When was sandwiched between two tops and they'd fuck his cunt at the same time
Knowing how long he's been in the industry, this man could probably stuff a live pig up that snatch. A few surgeries here and there and no drying out of the vagina from T and you're good to go.

A word on the 'top' thing: that's reserved for gays. It sounds stupid for heterosexual sex because it's complementary genitalia. 'Bottom' Viktor here is just a woman assuming her 'natural role', so to speak.
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> Stretched out to its limit
If it ain't ready to give birth, there are no limits.
> Nothing better than a top with a massive cock who knows how to use it
So he's not just shoving it in there, he's making an effort? Mandingo, take notes.

I also have to love how Violet, a lesbian, is filming 'gay' sex for her 'ethical' porn company. So diverse to participate in the sex trade by having consenting old pooners vs trafficked women. But enough of that - Chapter 2 has the drama.
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> They were set up in the sun room
> Strolls into the sun room
He was already laying down in the sun room.
> His exposed, pale skin
Fun fact: the porn industry LOVES white women above all other races. Even if you're trans, if you have white skin, that means your pussy is prime real estate.
> some other hot piece of ass that was around his age
Good luck, as even aged out gays need drugs to keep it up. Shouldn't your vag be as dry as the Sahara by now?
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> He was a cock slut, alright? It's literally his career
Leave it to a well-hung Latino to tick off every box: big dick, big muscles, big heart. Women love that. And he knows how to make vagina owners come? Give him a raise. Get him off the landscaping job and put him on this.
> Pounded into his cunt like a feral dog hellbent on breeding him
Here we go with the dog imagery again. The Latino Lover is never escaping the 'obedient like a golden retriever, aggressive as a pitbull' stereotype, is he?
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> He won't let a pretty face, gorgeous voice, and a huge dick sway him into staying
He is letting a pretty face, gorgeous voice, and a huge dick sway him into staying.
> Takes his small wrist, easily encircling it
He's just uwu so smol.
> I can't even get hard around my girlfriend now
Is it because you're 'gay', or because she's too dark?
> Was fisting on the menu?
You ain't stretched until you can fit a volleyball up there.
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> How his smaller body writhed on his fingers
He'e just uwu so smol.
> His cock was so good at filling him up
> He's been giving it to him better than any man he's fucked with
Yeah, that's the benefit of Big Dick Privilege. Those white man genes came through for height, while some Ecuador spice came in for the dick.
> Massive cock fucking up into him
Is he massive by porn standards, or massive by average man standards?
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> Fucked away his remaining brain cells
Thanks for the quotable line, babe.
> Into his cunt like cunt
The floor is made of floor
> Getting stuffed with cock
> He was full of cock. Jayce's cock, really
No shit. You aren't getting stuffed with the ghost of Kimbo Slice, that's for sure.
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How many bulges has he gotten in his career? Real question.
> This shouldn't be happening
Oh my, are you catching FEELINGS? How...feminine. Maybe you should hang around gay men more and realize that there are no hard feelings in porn - you're there for a job. Who cares?

The rest was just our FTM star here getting upset that our spicy Latino is falling in love and how he 'just can't do it' and doesn't want to be heartbroken, yadda yadda. V tells our feral dog that it was 'just a fling' and was never meant to be anything more, and the man gets mad. You know a woman wrote this and not an actual gay man because this kind of drama doesn't even happen in circuit parties. Infidelity is common among gay men because that's just male sexuality. Viktor not 'wanting to get close' and the well-hung cis man wanting a proper relationship is the classic 'I fell in love with a porn star' trope. It's eye-rolling drama, and not very well-written, either.
I don't get this proship/antiship eternal war, this shit is NOT REAL, who gives a fuck what kind of horrific loli vore fanfictions people write it is NOT REAL. There's no obligation for written characters to act in a moral way anyways, except as the story demands.
It's less about morality and more that they treat fandom as culture and politics, and their politics start and end with 'don't fuck with my porn'. I would hold the same views if not for the lolicon/shotacon thread, which shows that even those horrific loli vore fanfics have someone behind them, and you can take a guess what their mental state is while they're doing it.
all that conviction falls to pieces and suddenly you're ruining the vibes, you can't tell us what to enjoy, I'm tired of people trying to enforce their morals on our corner of society, etc etc etc.
See point above: they view it as something sacred and something you can't critically examine without being seen as a bigot. They complain about media literacy and how 'people don't read', and yet refuse to examine their own biases, such as that AO3 chart which is meant to highlight how, despite being dominated by women, women will not engage with female characters. Those essays that user wrote back in 2013 remain relevant as the overall culture has not changed, even with a growth in those not identifying as women joining the stats (they are still female, though).

There's also the matter of their morals being inverted: if fandom culture is their only culture, than fandom morals must be upheld as those are the only ones you recognize, whereas their real-life morals are all over the place and do not have a fixed point. An example is during the lockdown era, a bunch of these people engaged in that discourse and said the 'antis' were hypocrites for calling out pedophilia while reblogging shotacon/lolicon. Meanwhile they were supporting Prostasia, an organization that advocates for the abolition of sex offender registries and sold child sex dolls to MAPs.

Recently, with the Kris Tyson thing, the lolicon/shotacon thing is viewed with far more distaste. You used to get dogpiled if you said anything bad about it.
 
And not even new Cartoons (and one which is actually good to watch this time, and is also in the process of being milked to all hell) is safe from being yet another setting for ABDL fanfiction:

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“So… how much do we ‘one hundred percent have to do this’ again?” Zoey peeled back the curtain to her changing nook. The scrape of its plastic rings across the metal bar mirrored the shriek emanating from her soul. She stepped out, unable to bend her knees, as she greeted the green room proper. Her friends had yet to finish, so she was alone, staring at herself in the floor length mirror right across from her.

The way she looked had her trying to bite her tongue in two. A white dress with baby blue pinstripes hugged her body. Big, obvious buttons ran down the front of it from the frilly collar to the waistline. There a white sash wrapped around her body and culminated in a bow at the small of her back. Poofy bubble sleeves barely made it beyond her shoulders, while the short skirt was fluffed up by about a half dozen built in petticoats. Knee high white socks and blue Mary Jane shoes did their best to cover her legs, but it left a section of flesh perfectly visible from her thighs on up. Visible enough that she could see… it.

A diaper, poofy enough that it forced her into a bow legged stance, hugged her hips. Zoey tried to move as little as possible, cringing whenever its soft, plush interior rubbed against her skin. Even with her wide, stiff steps, she caused crinkles to kick up. Red spread across her face in a blush. It grew so wide she was certain it even encompassed the twin buns poking out the sides of her head.

Her reflection made her self conscious. Squeaking a little, she grabbed the frilly hem of her skirt and forced it down. She succeeded in covering most of the diaper, but the skirt was a little too short to hide the part where the crotch dipped the lowest. Not to mention, as she did it, Zoey felt the fabric rustle and hike up behind her. She flinched, like there was anyone behind her who could actually see her shame. Grabbing the back of her skirt, she wrestled between the two ends to try and maximize how much padding she could hide.

The scrape of another changing curtain drawing made her freeze up. “We one hundred percent have to, Zoey,” came the shaky voice of HUNTR/X’s lead singer. “No band skips out on appearing on Play Games With Us.”

Turning, Zoey winced a bit at Rumi’s outfit.

Unlike Zoey, who had glumly accepted the first outfit offered to her by the variety show’s staff, Rumi had fought and pleaded her way up the chain of command until she reached the executive producers. After enough persistent begging, she managed to secure an outfit that showed off as little skin as possible. She was in pastel red footie pajamas that had a massive white heart on the chest, and smaller ones dotting the rest of her body. Built in mittens turned her hands into puffy claws with only her thumbs getting their own sleeves. The thing was a size too small for her, squeezing her chest and especially the bulge at her hips. Like Zoey, she had on a diaper.

The execs had gotten a concession out of her for their compromise on her outfit. Rumi’s usually long braid was much shorter now, the tip of it barely falling between her shoulder blades. That was because she’d wrapped the rest of it into a large bow shape against the back of her head. The bumpy ears reached far beyond the sides of her skull.

Why it was so important to Rumi that be fully covered was a mystery to Zoey. This wasn’t the first time, nor did she think it would be the last. But in this particular instance, she thought she understood. “Must be nice getting to cover up your pamper,” she grumbled, crossing her arms.

Rumi sighed. Twisting her lower body, she showed off the way every contour of her diaper made itself known against the fuzzy fabric. But she wasn’t just trying to show Zoey she was in the same boat as her. Grabbing the seat of the pajamas, she yanked. The snap buttons holding the hatch in place all popped out of place, the fabric itself falling down between her wide-spread thighs like a fat tail. Rumi’s diaper, the HUNTR/X logo so helpfully printed into the butt of the thing, was now on full display. “Happy?” she mumbled with a blush.

Zoey blinked incredulously. Okay, so hiding her diaper wasn’t why she wanted to wear that. Then why…?

Her thoughts were interrupted by the third and final changing curtain pulling back. Stepping out between them, her wrists curling at her sides and her pamper crinkling as she tried—and failed—to walk normally, was Mira. The sheer hatred radiating off of her was enough to make Zoey instinctively adopt a defensive stance. What scared her the most, however, was that Mira’s face was the same blasé ‘over it’ look she always wore. That mask was bound to crack any second now, given what she was wearing.

“Bobby’s a dead man,” was all she said.

Rumi and Zoey did a decent job of holding back their laughter. Mira had on what could generously be called a ballerina outfit. Pink hugged her upper body, while an aggressive tutu stuck out in seemingly every direction at her hips. It sparkled from all the glitter added to it, and the layers and layers of ruffly translucent silk did not shield her diaper from the world. Aside from light pink stockings and some ballerina slippers, nothing worked to draw the eye away from her padding. Zoey felt a lot better about her outfit all of a sudden.

Rumi cleared her throat, nearly choking on a last minute giggle that bubbled up. “It’s not his fault,” she said of their manager. He’d been insistent they do this show, but not without good reason. “It’s a rite of passage for every music group that wants to make it big.”

Play Games With Us was easily the biggest variety show in South Korea. When it invited someone onto its stage, it was a sign that they’d made it. Dozens of bands and idol groups before them had managed to launch their careers off the back of a PGWU appearance. And given how important it was that they became stars, passing on this invitation was a non-starter.

To protect the world from demons, the three of them—still fledgling hunters—needed fans. The more souls they could unite behind their music, the stronger they could make the barrier separating this world from the demonic one.

So far as HUNTR/X they’d released a few singles that had climbed the charts. But with the release of their first album on the horizon, they needed to do an all out push. That included Play Games With Us and their infamous Spicy Challenge.

Rumi had done her research. Any band that could out chug the host when it came to hot sauce saw the largest spike in interest. The ones that failed—or refused to partake in the show’s light hazing ritual of infantilizing their musical guests—didn’t. The diapers especially they had to wear. Bands that didn’t submit to them were slapped with a reputation of having sticks up their asses. HUNTR/X needed to be seen as light and fun. They couldn’t afford to tarnish their image before they’d even fully formed it. She grabbed a little at the sleeves covering her arms. It was just too important…

“We better be able to change for our performance at least,” was all Mira had to say to that. Granted, Rumi hoped for the same. She shifted her feet in embarrassment already.

“We’ll get a bathroom break before that too, right?” Zoey found herself asking.

“Oh don’t tell me,” Mira groaned. The way Zoey bounced on the balls of her feet only confirmed it. “Really?”

Zoey cringed as she continued her restrained potty dance. “S-Sorry, I… I didn’t need to go until after I’d finished changing.” She could feel her bladder swelling up, berating her for her morning coffee.

Rumi clenched her jaw. “You… might want to go while we still have time. We shouldn’t need to be on until—”

A knock at the door interrupted her. Zoey squeaked, feeling just a bit dribble out into her padding. As tiny wet spots formed, she winced, and decided not to tell the girls about that.

“All done in there, ladies?” Came the voice of the stagehand who’d led them to the green room earlier. “We need to do a lighting check.”

“Uh, coming!” Rumi called out. She shot Zoey an apologetic grimace. “Sorry.”

Lowering her head, Zoey forced a smile onto her face. She couldn’t be a burden, so she’d have to tough it out. “N-No problem,” she lied. “I can wait.” Her knees quivered, and she tried not to think about the drops of pee already in her pamper. Bare minimum she would’ve liked to change into a dry one.

Rumi opened the door as Mira threw back her head and groaned. Slowly the rest of HUNTR/X filed in behind their leader, trying not to strangle themselves or piss themselves respectively.
The stage hand had on a very forced smile as he greeted them. Better than laughing at the objectively ridiculous sight before them. “Right this way,” he gestured.

Rumi swallowed, just as nervous for this than any of them. Stepping out of the privacy of the green room, she found every little crinkle of her pamps added wrinkles to her face. And that wasn’t the only thing to worry about. “Hey, um… the hot sauce isn’t going to be too hot, is it?” She was the lightest of light weights when it came to heat.

The stage hand actually managed to chuckle at that. His voice turned a little colder, something Rumi would’ve picked up on if she wasn’t so busy knocking her knees and blushing. “Don’t worry,” he promised her. “We had it made special for you three. You’ll love it.”

Rumi breathed a sigh of relief. Today of all days, they didn’t need anything to go wrong.

— — —

“Chug! Chug! Chug! Chug!”

Rumi's tongue, lips, throat, stomach, and somehow her teeth, were all burning. As she fought down the unholy mix of tabasco and ghost pepper filling her cheeks, her overheating face found new shades of red to dip into. Eyes watering, she genuinely worried they were going to pop out of her skull.

She had to clasp the hot sauce bottle with two hands, her chunky mittens not trustworthy enough to fly solo. If, at any point, she pulled it away from her mouth then it was over. Her teeth softly grinded against the rubber nipple in her mouth. While these were standard hot sauce bottles, the team at Play Games With Us had to modify them a bit to fit the theme. Feeling like she was suckling from a baby bottle, Rumi forced more and more of hell’s molten diarrhea into her mouth. She felt her body start to quit on her, sinking in the oversized high chair she’d been stuffed into. Squeezing her eyes shut, she begged for this to be over with soon. But even still, she followed the crowd’s deafening advice, and chugged, chugged, chugged, chugged.

It may have been a three on one, but even with their advantage it was a dead heat. PGWU’s co-host had experience on his side, and a less embarrassing outfit that really only gestured towards babyhood with a too-small bonnet. Rumi couldn’t help but burn with envy at that. Or maybe she was just burning for other reasons…

To make matters worse, Zoey quit.

“Gah!” She ripped the bottle away from her now red and puffy lips. “Ahh! Ahh! No more!” she fanned her tongue, a tear of pain sneaking down her cheek. She was never going to last long in this competition. Nor was she going to escape added humiliation.

PGWU did offer a way for competitors to sooth the desert they turned their mouths into. It just—of course—had to follow along with the theme of their game. A bright pink pacifier sat on the tray table in front of each girl, their oversized rubber bulbs coated with honey. Desperate for relief, Zoey snatched hers up and popped it between her lips. “Mmmhh! …Mmmm…” She suckled, going half-lidded and eyes crossing as she sank into her seat. As the shield bobbed back and forth against her mouth, Rumi noticed it had the word ‘Wimp’ in cutesy magenta lettering across from it.

“Looks like Zoey’s wimping out on us,” the second co-host declared into the mic. Someone had to narrate the game, but Rumi angrily glared at him. Everyone should suffer equally!
The audience giggled at Zoey’s eager suckling. She seemed to come out of her stupor long enough to remember where she was. Shyly, she put a hand up to guard her face, while another snaked down to hike her skirt lower. It just generated more laughter, and even a few coos.

It wasn’t nearly as bad as the applause and occasional catcall the three of them had gotten when they first walked onto stage. Being celebrated while dressed like this felt too weird. Mockery wasn’t great, but at least it was appropriate.

“Mmmff—” Rumi nearly choked, coming back to reality as a glob of hot sauce tried to catch in her throat. She coughed and hacked, feeling a fire shooting back up her throat that she needed to let out. Doing her best impersonation of a dragon, Rumi let the bottle slip out of her grasp as she gasped. Her poor taste buds were scorched, to the point where even fresh air felt like raking hot coals across her tongue. “A-A-Ahh!” she cried, dealing with far more tears than Zoey. Pathetically, she eyed the pacifier sitting on the tray table in front of her.

C-Can’t let… people see… me using it…!

…Oh forget it!

She snatched it, plugging her flamethrower of a mouth up and holding both her mittens against the shield. Relief washed over her like an ocean wave. Maybe she wouldn’t need to go to the burn ward after all. The thick, cool honey coated her mouth and she suckled to try and draw out more of it. She heard the judge say something humiliating about her loss, but didn’t process the words. Rumi arched forward until her forehead rested against the tray table. She was out too.

But this was bad! She popped back up, forgetting the feeling of relief. The bonnet wearing co-host was still going strong, and— actually, he looked like his head was going to pop like a squeezed cherry any second now. But they weren’t any better off! Mira was—





Dear God.

Mira had her head thrown back, squeezing the hot sauce bottle to shoot as much of it as possible down her throat. She had a thin bead of sweat at her forehead, but the redness on her cheeks was blush-only. Without hesitation, she just kept draining her bottle.

The co-host finally collapsed, sputtering something incoherent as his bottle fell from his lips. He seemingly melted against his tray table, with the man on the mic throwing up a hand to declare Mira the winner.
“How on Earth did you manage that, Miss Mira?” He asked as she finally pulled the bottle away from her lips. Rumi’s eyes bulged as she realized her friend had only stopped because she’d run out.

Mira fought down a burp. “Eh,” she declared. “Kind of mild.”

The crowd roared. They loved it! They loved HUNTR/X!

“Woo did it, Miwa!” she cried, not even taking out her pacifier. She leaned over, throwing her arms around her friend, even though they were both practically stuck in their chairs. It didn’t matter, Mira deserved it and more. She’d practically guaranteed they were going to be a success from here on out!

“Aww man.” Zoey suckled her pacifier relentlessly, even though the honey was probably long gone at this point. “If I knew woo were dat good, I wouwdn’ta twied sho hawd.” She winced, clutching her stomach. “Ugh… eshpeciawwy cause my tummy huwts now…”

Now that Zoey had said it, Rumi felt a stabbing pain in her own gut. Releasing Mira, she pushed her fingers against her gut, trying to coax it to settle. They weren’t done here, after all!
“Mmnn…” Despite calling the sauce weak not a few seconds ago, Mira herself frowned and shifted in her seat. Her own stomach sounded unsettled, whining a little above the crinkles of her diaper.
“Well ladies, I think I speak for everyone watching when I say you blew us away! …Even if a few of you wimped out before the end.”

It was then that Rumi realized her pacifier probably had the exact same moniker on it that Zoey’s did. She almost reached up to take it out, but a stab of pain in her gut made her squeeze her eyes shut instead. “Urrgh!”

“Aww, don’t feel too bad about it. Before your big number, how about a few questions? I think all your throats could use a bit of a rest before you start singing.”

“Heh, not mine.” Mira tried to play it cool, putting her hands behind her head and outstretching her legs like they had something to rest on. Her growling stomach interrupted her, though. She sank back to her regular posture, grimacing.

“Word on the street is you’re about to drop your first studio album. Tell us, what’s the experience of making it been like?”

Rumi felt gas suddenly build up in her hips. She pinched her cheeks shut with a gasp. Something about that sauce was not agreeing with her. “U-Uh… you know,” she forced out, straining herself not to sound strained. “We’ve been having the time of our lives.”

Zoey groaned from her seat. “I’ve—Hrk!—been writing up a storm!” She hugged herself, taking deep breaths.

“Hey, get it together you two,” Mira whispered lowly. “You look like you’re about to—” A rumble from her gut cut her off.

If the one functioning co-host noticed their struggles, they tried to move past them nice and quick. “So give your fans a hint. What’s the driving force behind this new album? What kind of sound are you aiming for?”

“We—Hrrnngh!” Rumi couldn’t take it anymore. Pushing flat-palmed against the tray table, she lifted her padded seat right up into the air. Her butt decided to answer that question for her, in the worst way possible.
PPPBBBBBLLLLRRRRRTTTTTT!

Her fart echoed throughout the stage and all the way into the studio audience. Mira coughed from the nasty smell, fanning it away from her. For a moment, that was the only sound.
And then the laughter started.

Rumi clenched her jaw, facing glowing red. “N-No, d-dat wasn’t—” BBBRRPBBTT! “—I-I mean I wouwd neber—” PBPBLRRRT!

The audience was doubling over themselves with cackles. Rumi’s face was a bright red beacon. She made a complete fool of herself, frozen stiff with her pampered butt jutting out, farting so impossibly loud… The pressure in her hips wasn’t even going away.

“Geeze, Rumi!” Mira accused.

“Grrrgghph!” Zoey hunched over her tray table, sweat glistening on her skin thanks to the stage lights. She was pink from ear to ear, and her face had more wrinkles than a raisin. “I— I can’t stop it!” she cried out.
“Will the two of you get a grip?!” Mira snapped through clenched teeth. “I— Hrrrggh!”

Try as she might, she couldn’t resist the mounting pressure in her hips either. All of the girls, all at once, were fighting for their lives. The interviewer looked on with a wince. “If… you girls need a moment, we can—”
“MMMRRRRPHGH!” Rumi cried, biting down hard on her pacifier’s rubber bulb. It happened. With a few more thunderous farts, the pressure in her bowels came rushing out of her all at once. She unleashed a long, coiling mudslide into her diaper. Steaming hot mush launched out of her, padding crinkling as it was suddenly forced to expand by the shotgun blast of her ass.

Lowering her head in shame, Rumi grunted and whimpered, feeling warm mess cover her backside. With the strain leaving her body she drooped down, and that was a big mistake. The browning mass that was her diaper came to rest on the back of her chair. It squished, making her gasp into a hiccup. Her slimy mess got the toothpaste tube treatment, squeezing forward into the front of her pamper and coating everything it could find in warm goop. The crotch of the padding swelled, and even stained brown through the footie pajamas. She let out a shaky whimper as she felt round two surge out of her.

Zoey fared no better. Slamming her face into the tray table, she felt her bladder actually give way first. Focusing all of her effort on clenching her cheeks had doomed her. A rush of urine raced free, and found a padded wall to greet it on the other side. “Ahhh! No wait!” she cried out. She tried to step the flow by clenching her bladder now instead, never mind the torrent that had suddenly joined the few tiny drops from before. Letting go of her cheeks was the death knell for her, however. She found herself unable to stop the pee from staining her diaper bright yellow, and before she could even accept that fact poop was racing out of her butt.

Sitting down, she flattened and compressed the mess the instant it came into the world. Her diaper squelched, not giving it many options. Zoey’s accident was forced to seep and ooze around, growing densely packed as she fought with her skirt to cover it. “Please!” she whimpered, tears falling. “Please no!”

“Gahh! Urggh!” Mira winced and groaned. She was assaulted on both sides by horrendous smells. Poop, poop, and pee. With a sinking feeling, she realized she was probably going to add to this noxious miasma. “No, no, no!”

She pushed against her tray table, raising her ass up as her legs limply opened up. She gave the audience a great view to watch her pamper suddenly sag back down to meet her seat. Mira gave out weak grunts of effort as she surrendered, pushing the mess along so this would at least be over with soon enough.

Some people in the front row gagged as a tsunami of stink hit them. Others pulled out their phones to record, as if this wasn’t already on live TV already. A few stared slack-jawed at the sight unfolding before them. Three K-Pop idols shitting themselves at the same time was almost impossible to believe.

But most people laughed.

A solid wall of sound hit the members of HUNTR/X. Pure humiliation in sonic form. They were all bright red with shame, and even Mira couldn’t resist getting tears in her eyes. Rumi choked on a sob as she finally opened hers again. The world was blurry around her. Blinking miserably through it, she looked away from the jeering faces of the audience. Anywhere was better than seeing that.

She found her gaze drawn to the wing across from her. There, a familiar looking stagehand cackled darkly. He laughed so triumphantly and uproariously, that his hold on his human disguise faltered. Spikey black and red markings appeared on his skin.

A demon! Rumi realized through her sheer embarrassment. She should’ve guessed something like this wouldn’t happen naturally.

She squirmed suddenly, violently, and caused her high chair to fall over. “Oof!” The laughter somehow grew louder, but she didn’t care. She squirmed out of the tray table, cringing as her poopy diaper squished and bunched up in the commotion. “Girls! Move it!” she yelled.

Zoey and Mira recognized that tone in her voice. As they finished pooping themselves, they did the smart thing and snapped their tray tables open. Rumi wriggled on the ground for the moment, crawled a few steps, and then got to her feet. She, Mira, and Zoey started waddling at top speed, squishing their messy pampers noisily all the way.

“Uh…” the co-host watched them flee. “We’ll be right back with HUNTR/X’s live performance after this commercial break.” Then his nose wrinkled, the stink finally catching him. “Ugh…”

— — —

It wasn’t much of a chase.

Normally the three of them could catch one lowly demon on foot no problem. But right now? Padded, with poop shifting between their thighs with every step? They were lucky to toddle at the speed of a brisk walk. The demon snickered as he tore ahead.

“I’m—Ew—nawt—Ew!—wetting—Ewewew!—woo geddaway!” The second they were out of sight of any people, Zoey summoned her knives. Just as the demon reached the back door to the TV studio, she threw them. With a Thunk! Thunk! Thunk! they impaled the handle right as he went for it. Squeaking, he jumped back.

“Woo wuined ouw fiwst TV appeawance!” Rumi cried, her sword shimmering into existence. In the heat of the moment she still had not spat out her ‘Wimp’ pacifier. Right now wasn’t the time for that either. She raised the blade up, coming to a stop just before him. She blinked back tears.

How were they ever supposed to maintain the Honmoon if they were seen as a bunch of pants pooping babies?! If this didn’t end their careers outright, it would take years to recover their image. And even then, they’d have niche appeal at best now!

“Yeah, that was the idea,” he snickered again. She was really starting to hate that sound. “How’d you like the hot sauce by the way? We made it special for you three after all.”

It was as Rumi feared. He’d snuck some kind of fasting acting laxatives into it. That, coupled with the damage the hot sauce already was going to do to their digestive systems, had made these the mother of all accidents. She could feel the heft in her pamps. If the pajama’s hatch hadn’t already been unbuttoned, it surely would’ve torn open from the sheer size of it.

“Bet it’s hotter in the demon realm!” Mira growled. She raised her spear to strike, lunging for him.

He was a nobody. Literally nothing. It should’ve been the easiest thing in the world to send him back to Gwi-Ma. And yet… Mira’s wide stance thanks to her bulky pamper put her at a disadvantage.
Sidestepping her strike, he suddenly dropped low and sweeped her legs out from under her.

“Ah!” Mira didn’t have the grace of the ballerina she was dressed as. She plopped onto the ground, dirty diaper squishing noisily as it compressed beneath her. “U-Uugh!” she groaned, toes curling in her little ballet slippers.

“Mira!” Zoey raced forward as fast as her spread gait would allow. Spinning a knife in hand, she aimed between the demon’s eyes.

He backed up quickly, before jumping to the side. When Zoey’s too-slow strike came up, there was nothing for her to connect with. “Wha—Woah!” She stumbled and fell on her face, stinky ass raised to the sky.
“Aww, too bad,” he chuckled. Just to be mean, he took his foot and pressed it against the seat of her diaper, smushing the mess inside.

“N-No don’t— Uooughh!”” Zoey’s whole body tensed up.

“Hrahh!” Rumi bumbled forward, not finding good footing. She didn’t want her slimy mess to rub up against her any more than it already had, instinctively keeping her gait wide. The demon danced away from her blade without feeling threatened. Grabbing the loop in her hair bow, suddenly he flipped her over. Rumi landed on her back with the wind knocked out of her and her poopy padding squeezed against the floor. “Uurrgh…”

The demon clicked his tongue. “Wow, you’re the hunters who’ve been giving us so much trouble? You’re nothing but a bunch of big babies! Seriously now…” His human disguise faded even more, a claw-like hand appearing with long knife fingernails. “Let’s just end this here, shall we?”

She gasped, fumbling for her sword. It had fallen just out of reach, probably already dissipated. The second she spent trying to get it anyway doomed her. The demon reared back to strike, and her pupils shrank. In fear, she felt a bit of pee dribble into her well messed diaper.

“Rumi!”

“Leave her alone!”

Mira and Zoey struck at the same time. They appeared on either side of the demon, weapons slashing in a strike that couldn’t possibly miss this time. He froze, face warping with fear. The upper hand the dirty diapers had given him made him overconfident; he wasn’t prepared for this at all.

And in a puff of red smoke, he disappeared, turning tail and running.

Mira and Zoey had just enough time to realize what had happened. Their momentum couldn’t be stopped, but they at least vanished their weapons before they impaled each other. They collided, dropping right down.

Right on top of Rumi.

SQUISH Mira’s dirty diaper suddenly dropped onto Rumi’s face. “MMRRRPHH!”

Warm, mushy padding swallowed her features. A dark weight encompassed her from her forehead to her chin. As the lumpy padding spread over her like pancake batter, the smell delivered an uppercut to each nostril. Pacifier pinning against her lips now, Rumi had no choice to breathe through her nose… if you could even call this breathing.

SQUELCH! Zoey came down over top of her hips. “GRRRPHHPH!”

Zoey’s messy diaper flattened over Rumi’s padded crotch. And intense warmth spread over her thighs, coaxing just a bit more pee out of her already stunned bladder. The two mingling pampers matched each other’s shade of brown. It was hard to tell where Rumi’s dirty crotch ended and Zoey’s stinky butt began. But one thing was clear, both girls were feeling their steaming accidents crinkle and squish up into them in ways they could have never predicted.

“MMRRPH!” Rumi screamed, begging them to get off of her.

“U-Uooghh…” Mira winced, recovering from the crash.

“A-AAHH!” Zoey cried as Rumi’s squirming basically humped her from below.

Arms and legs flailed as they tried to disentangle themselves from this very awkward position. And before they could find even a lick of success, a familiar voice called out to them.

“Girls, what are you doing?” Bobby, their manager, ran up to them out of breath. What they looked like, the situation they found themselves in, barely registered to him through all his stress. “You didn’t change your clothes yet? The show’s almost back from commercial break! The audience is dying to see more of you right away; they’re eating this up! Gahh, you’ll just have to do the song dressed like this. Come on, let’s go, go, go!”

Hearing that, knowing full well what they looked like, both Mira and Zoey let out intense, deflated groans. Sinking onto their backs, they fully gave up, not even rolling off Rumi. The knowledge that they’d failed to stop the demon and had to go back out on live TV in messy pampers again, was just too much. The idea that this might not actually be as damaging to their reputations as they feared barely softened the blow.
Still beneath them in the worst possible way, Rumi also heard Bobby’s words. And as she processed them, she screamed. It may have been muffled by her pacifier and Mira’s filthy backside, but she screamed. Long, loud, and hard.

She was never touching hot sauce again for as long as she lived.

And apparently the writer wrote this quickly after seeing a certain scene in the actual show:

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VeeForVindicta continues to show her love for all things underage, but this time, for once, the age gap is only five years - a 16 year old and a 21-year-old. No middle aged men, but there is a Christian youth group because these ladies love pissing on Christ. From the people who will tell you there's no such thing as masculine, read on how a man's masculine, manly scent can make any teenager go wilder than free Taylor Swift concert tickets.

This fic references a few Bible quotes. The author, a shotacon, should be reminded of what the book says on pedophilia. Or gender issues. Or just the entire Sodom and Gomorrah bit, pretty sure MAPs got merc'ed, too.

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> He wonders how pitiful the other teens assume he is
You know a troon/woman wrote this, because for the duration of this entire fic, the FTM is thinking of others pitying her vs how a MTF would act. The MTF would be barging in, kicking down doors and DEMANDING acceptance. The FTM, by contrast, wants to keep their head down, be silent and invisible, and not pose an issue.
> One of his classmates probably complained, didn't want him sleeping with the girls or the boys
You're a trans teen in a Christian camp group. What did you think would happen?
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Lest is 100% based on Hunter Schafer. They are both troons, and Hunter immediately came to mind. Great minds (well, one at least) think alike.
> A natural warmth that makes him feel something
Aww, is our lil trans teen getting all wet for the hot camp counsellor? I've never read that before.
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> How ignored he feels in every aspect of it
Transwomen: will demand you see them, respect them or honour them or you're getting the shit beat out of you (or repeat rape threats)
Transmen: Oh ummm I don't want to be a bother I just want to be ignored and read my yaoi, okay?
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> He's scared of what will come with that, what it might make him feel
You gonna argue you're a gay man and sinning with God, or that your 'homosexuality' is a bigger sin than your transness?
> They probably think I'm suicidal or something
We don't make those 41% jokes for nothing.
> I am not like other boys physically
You are female. You will never be like the other boys.
> There is a disconnect
Yes, and you're going to argue how vaginal sex is gay.
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> I am having some very, very ungodly thoughts
And those thoughts are about copulation with another man, while you are a woman. AKA straight sex with a different label. God is cool with that.
> It's always been difficult, fitting in
I wonder why that is.
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Mel once again catching strays and her crime is just for existing. Just say you want that dirty nigger away from your 'gay' porn, Vee. We can't soil those white (ish) babies with her black genes.
> What are all these punishments for? What is the lesson?
Not to deny your biology, duh. Because for all your want to be male, you go right back to your biological instincts when a hot man triggers them. I think that's a lesson on its own, no?
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> He doesn't want to seem too downtrodden, too much of a burden
Again with the contrast between FTMs and MTFs: the latter will never seem downtrodden despite being a homeless drug addict; they will literally fist fight you if you dare misgnder them. They will physically and metaphorically shove their dicks anywhere they can. The FTM will want to appear small, dainty and cute so 'cis' males won't harm them, because they are the one group they never attempt to convince.
> Every inch of sickly pale skin barely hanging off his bones
Fucking a chicken wing, like I said.
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> Realizing Jayce went through his clothes and even picked out underwear
That's weird as fuck, bro. Especially since be picked the white ones rather than just slap all of them on the bed (as a real awkward man would do).
> It smells like something warm and masculine
Oh? Define 'masculine' for me here. Apparently it means campfire smoke and musk and sweat. Men have a 'smell' to them that FTMs don't, regardless of identification. So weird how they know what men are when it comes to their porn...
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> He thinks of his large hands
> Those hands are so much bigger than his own
He's just uwu so smol.
> Would he cry like the girls in porn?
Porn is not a realistic depiction of sex. Why am I not shocked that the only sexual experience the trans teen has is with porn?
> Where it isn't so bad to want a man the way he does
You are female, he is male, so it's a fancy degree of straight. You are not male, and are not the same sex as him, so it isn't homosexual. God is confused, but the only sin here is you pretending to be something you are not.
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> Wants to dislike her
> They are a perfect couple
Of course he does. She's a black woman getting in the way of their true love. White pussy only, blacks need not apply.
> Respecting your own body
> Hardest thing that he grapples with
> Should he be thankful that he is alive at all?
Typical trans arrogance. You could be born braindead or retarded and never be able to enjoy life at all. You are just an upset girl who wants to be a boy, yet never learned the 'It Is What It Is' mantra. While the MTF will be forcing others to accept them, the FTM feels shame. They can never escape female socialization.
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> What do you do to feel connected with your body?
This is a good look into the mind-body dissociation trans people have: they want to feel disconnected with themselves; to see their body as an Other they can change at will. That's why they can argue biology doesn't matter: if they can't connect with theirs, you shouldn't either.
> I know you're different from the other people here
Was he clocked that easily? Lmao.
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> He's immediately bombarded with images of him shirtless and sweaty
Big dicked Latino men will do that to ya. All he's missing are the posters like a real scene girl.
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> Listen to your body
Meanwhile he pumps himself full of testosterone and thinks their skinny chicken wing body doesn't make them anorexic.
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> These are not really the people Viktor is concerned with getting to know. He can find better friends at school
You wrote that he had difficulty making friends and was exceptionally lonely; that no one bothered to know who he was. Even Lest, a transwoman, doesn't give a shit about him. What does that tell you?

Now we have a breakup between Jayce and Mel, because we need that nigger out of there. Here we find out Jayce is clingy underneath that sunny personality and wanted to pop the question four months in. The Kweens demand far more than that.
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She is right. Four months? At a Christian summer camp? You better bring in the Pope while you're at it so he can give his dual Glock blessing.
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> Why does he have to commit so many sins?
That's on you. You don't have to do them. You can start by accepting your natal sex, which you do when you masturbate.
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> The ones that are different
So it's a queer bar, not a gay bar, and it's a piece of shit because not even the high paying drag queens want to be there. Gay people have standards, even if they DO like to fuck in the bushes.
> I was born wrong
And you think taking testosterone and lopping off your tits will change that?
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> You're a queer
A gendersqueer, to be specific, written by a pedophile.
> Gay bar less than a mile away
The fact it's so run-down means they aren't even drawing in the closeted ones. They're drawing in the broke ass niggas.
> He wants that place that felt just a bit safer than the rest of the world to stay safe, too
Always about safety with pooners. Don't go on AskGayBros where they routinely mock female genitalia.
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> A man so devoted and godly
And he's going to have 'gay sex' with a vagina owner.
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Right - he wants Jayce to touch him like a woman, because he is one. Genius move, that.
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> It's a sight so attractive in a primal way
That 'primal way' is your female instincts getting turned on by an attractive male and wanting to breed with him. It's Just Biology, bro.
> Woody and musky and clean
All 'masculine' scents, right?
> He knows he shouldn't double layer
> He's already flat
Why even breast bind? There's nothing to show.
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> That happens a lot, like any time Jayce touches him
Which was only a few times, mind you.
> I didn't realize you could
Now, earlier in the fic, Viktor made a mention of 'sounding like the women in porn', meaning he's watched it. This makes it seem as if he has never seen pornography whatsoever, not even the written word, but he was able to formulate a trans identity and know what to say from the Internet. He is unaware of cunnilingus or other sexual acts when even teenage girls that age are pressured to give BJs and send nudes to their boyfriends. This is 100% a socially outcast 'Christian' here.
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> He feels like he's starting to understand why people kiss so much
Maybe if you remembered you watched porn, you would.
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> Complains about clichés
> The entire fic is about a closeted, socially awkward teenage girl finding her sexual wings with a hot counsellor
> It's an entire genre
Uh huh.
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> It feels massive, stretching him out to the brim
For the first time, this iteration of Jayce is not a rapist. He takes his time and doesn't prepare Viktor for the casket with his death dagger. He is gentle and kind. Odd how the fic with the smallest age gap happens to be a 'wholesome' one.
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> Against a spot he could never reach with his fingers
You can. It just takes practice. This would mean his fingers are smaller than two inches, which means he has literal baby hands - which may or may not be a play on the author's pedophilic tendencies.
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> This is not how he thought he would lose his virginity
You wrote that already. Of course you get every girl's dream: a big-dicked man who happens to be nice and give head before trying out that death dagger. What a sweetie.
> Man lying with man
Penis in vagina sex isn't a sin. The Bible is clear on what same-sex acts are and how you, as a woman, should dress.

They finish and Jayce leaves him a note on the verses that mean so much to him. Vee promises to 'fetishize underage Viktor'. Staying true to your pedophile roots, I see. Stupidsarah and The Horrible Person, who wrote a fic of an EIGHT YEAR OLD engaging in sex, kudos'ed the fic. What did Jesus say about pedophiles, again?

In line with the religious themes, ClandestinePasserine has updated her bumfuck Alabama/Kentucky fic. In the last chapter, our struggling homoguessusal spotted our chicken-wing white boi taking a bath in a lake without getting swarmed by leeches, and now engages in some erotic massages. Pick out your favourite verse because this guy is gonna be singing to Jesus real soon.
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> Seam of gold spills past the floorboards
> It's morning, not bright yet
> Far past dawn
How are you seeing gold if it's past dawn, but 'not bright yet'? Just say 'inklings of light' or some shit.
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> What if he sees my chest
All this and you are STILL afraid of getting clocked. I'm pretty sure the priest told Jayce you were a 'troubled man', but nothing about you being trans. There are a lot of unanswered questions here, particularly how an Eastern European immigrant kid landed up in bumfuck nowhere vs a paying family as white kids are in higher demand.
> He's safe
Always about safety with these people. Yeah, your bone are rotting and cracking and you have the body of a 70-year-old while being sixteen...BUT WHAT IF HE SEES YOUR NONEXISTENT TITS?!
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> It smells faintly of muscle cream
Oof, I know that smell. Same shit they use in pepper spray. Stuff will clog up your nose for days.
> A second skin and a most necessary one
That isn't cleaned or oiled, btw. It's probably filled with bacteria from all the sweat trapped in there.
> Or a man you've already decided to care for
It's hot when HE gets to be cared for, but it isn't hot when you're a nurse maid for a man.
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> It feels like surrender. Not of pride, but of privacy
It's because he's afraid of being clocked. Ages ago, I reviewed a fic that got rather popular and Jayce clocked Viktor from his femur length. And these hos want to tell you we can't tell.
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> Small, unconscious fists
He's just uwu so smol.
> He's stiff - guarded, like a man who lived too long on his own without allowing anyone to see him like this
I thought you preferred it that way. You don't want to appear weak. But hey, we need some alone time and bonding, otherwise the smut ain't gonna hit as hard.
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> He's never been shy about being seen naked
You had a mini panic attack over him seeing your breasts. In the prior chapter, he was naked in the pond, and wasn't concerned about his tits there, so...retcon or stupidity?
> It's not shame, it is resentment
> The sharp sting of helplessness wrapped in a quiet, insidious shame
It isn't shame, but it's shame, so let me show you how it isn't shame by writing it as an 'insidious shame'. Pretty writing cannot cover bad logic.
> The quiet comfort of someone else taking care of it, of him
You wrote that already.
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> Feels the flicker of something else
Aww, is that sexual desire I see? A sexual awakening, a blooming of adulthood?
> Water sloshes in
I assume he has plumbing for toilets, but none for the bath, despite him being a tinkerer. He's also using outdated pipes, too.
> Hates the smallness of himself like this
He's just uwu so smol.
> Still found a pair of strong arms
Nothing like a Greek god to take care of you, eh?
> Strong, capable hands
And a strong, capable dick - oh, we're not there yet.
> The iron tub fills slow
It should be reverse: the water should taste like iron, and the tub should be made of copper. He has a cast-iron tub in there that he presumably put there himself, but no plumbing. Who thought it was a good idea to send this kid here?
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> With this body that fails him in mean and intimate ways
I'm sure our huffing and puffing Bible Neanderthal will like your vagina just fine, because that's the only thing that works properly, eh?
> Knowing there's risk in being seen like this; in being known
Semicolons are your friend. It looks like this UK bitch is taking tips from queercatfan.
> A relic from another life
I'm still scratching my head how Jayce has working toilets and sinks but not a bathtub. He also has a working outdoor hose, if you recall.
> The slope of his chest under the brace
She discusses this 'slope' twice, btw.
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> One where he'd be seen, undone, known
You already wrote this less than a goddamn sentence ago.
> Not shame, not exactly, but something colder
So it's shame.
> He isn't used to being witnessed. Not like this, not whole.
You had no problem casually showing yourself off in the pond.
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> ...or jammed bolt, like Viktor's made of something valuable; like he's worth fixing, not forcing
See? Semicolons rock.
> And then - worse, the bare curve of his chest
YOU ALREADY WROTE THIS, YOU YOOKAY TOOTH BITCH
> The stove's gone quiet, like the air itself is holding its breath
> For violence, for ignorance
What, you want him to jump up and exclaim WOW, YOU'RE A WOMAN! I DON'T HAVE TO FEEL GUILTY OVER THESE FEELINGS ? Go on, explain how what he feels is a sin against God.
> The dead silence stretches, hangs in the humid air, thick as smoke
Commas are also your friend.
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> Viktor smells rosemary, maybe juniper, a sharp greenesss clinging to the air
The author has gone full queercatfan where she tosses out punctuation in favour of sentences sounding like they're coming through Morse code.

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> As though none of what he's seen mattered; as though the illusion he wore for weeks hadn't slipped off with the brace; as though it never needed to be worn at all
I'm surprised he didn't clock you based on how small your legs and arms are. The pond should've been a clue, but we need the reveal to be in a (literal) steamy scene. This basically implies Jayce COULD clock him from appearance alone.
> Doesn't force him to explain, or justify, or apologize, but the talking feels like a postponement; like Jayce is trying to ease the both toward a moment neither wants to reach
> Viktor feels it coming like a weight on the tracks
See? You don't have to make them separate sentences. And we don't allow any transphobia in this here neck of the woods, because God forbid a lil pooner take so much as a slap to the face.
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> Jayce has seen him
You wrote that three fucking times already.
> The failure of it, the ugly, unfinished truth of him
Keep at it, and I'll still shout from the rooftops that the person this fandom thinks is a gorgeous angel is as thin as a strung out KFC chicken wing.
> Swallows nothing, and keeps his gaze fixed to the tub's curve like it might offer some answer, like he could measure his future
COMMAS. ARE. YOUR. FUCKING. FRIEND.
> Cracked, almost inaudible
> Ami I still safe here, in this body?
You tell me. You smuggled testosterone across state lines and kept it out in the open during the Kentucky summer heat. Have fun injecting fruit flies!
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> There's a patience to it, a kind of learned love
I also love commas. See how I'm using them?
> The shame ignites immediately
I thought shame wasn't involved at all? Looks like that was a fucking lie.
> Ain't no thing about you God didn't make deliberate
Here we have the God Makes No Mistakes thing. The irony is that Viktor is using a creation of Man - testosterone - to be something he is not, because he spurns God's creation - his female body - because he thinks it's wrong. Internalized misogyny and smiting your faith? Wew, lad.
> Not tolerance, not even acceptance - but reference, clean-cut as a sermon, like Viktor is not an accident, nor an error or pity project, but something known and meant
YOU WROTE HIM 'BEING KNOWN' FOUR FUCKING TIMES. SHUT UP BEFORE I THROW A DELIVEROO BAG AT YOU
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> He hadn't expected kindness, and hadn't dared to
> He'd let himself hope, just a little, just enough to make this moment unbearable
> Now he feels it like a sin, like it's a betrayal of his own caution, his own hard-won disclipine
Undone because he saw your itty-bitty tits, lmao.

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> It's only a few inches
That's what I said about your 't-dick'.
> ...a small sift of weight, the back of his head resting against Jayce's palm, but it says everything
It says 'I hate punctuation'.
> You're safe
Always about safety with pooners.

Jayce takes Viktor to bed, and Viktor trauma dumps: he was born small and sickly, and his parents didn't know what to do with him. They prayed but nothing worked, and it's assumed they had no money to help him. This is set in the 90s, long before the 2020s, and the Czech Republic was coming out of Communism. His parents should, at the most part, be agnostic. Religious revivals didn't happen until later. That said, his bumfuck small town thought he was 'cursed' despite, you know, that country being under communism and knowing that a disabled baby is due to genetics, not an act of God. Viktor later says they called him a 'broken girl' and 'tried to fix him', but they send him away because Trans Rights! Of course, thinking on this logically, there are cities like Prague that have a lot of LGBT people in them, and he could have found a charity there, but no. Czechia is as backwards as some parts of the USA and are Bible thumpers despite, you know, LIVING THROUGH DECADES OF COMMUNISM.

The last half of the chapter is Jayce teaching Viktor how to shoot one of his rifles, and Viktor amazingly does not break his shoulder due to how thin he is. They're just out there shooting cans, and Viktor says he doesn't want to feel helpless anymore. No more lines about 'being known', but there is this bit that came before:
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Now he can tell God he ain't really gay, he's fucking a 'man' with female anatomy. He ain't breakin' no laws by having some BDSM sex, either! He's a top, y'hear? We don't allow tops to get their bottoms touched. That's a sin. But we can fuck those vagina havers all we like, it's kinda gay but Jesus ain't lookin. It's in the Bible somewhere where it's fine to fuck cripples!

It floors me how, despite being handed over to Jayce through a Christian charity, he never once went to a Christian hospital for treatment - EVEN IN ANOTHER EUROPEAN COUNTRY. Hell, Germany would take him in and at least help out! Or even the fucking French! THE FRENCH! But nooooooooooo we're handing over a severely disabled teen with a degenerative condition with no medicine or mobility aids...but hey, free testosterone! Don't ask where he got that THAT IS A SIN AND JESUS DON'T LIKE NO SINNERS.

SensualLettuce has come out with the third chapter of her Hot For Teacher fic. Once again, a 35-year-old's greatest opposition is another teenager. White boys need not apply.
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> What if he couldn't say no?
Nothing like a man using the 'you were too beautiful to resist' argument.
> That's the pervert
This isn't the first time he has this debate.
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> Those damn eyes. The way his skin had felt
> He naturally obsesses over it
Uh huh. But he isn't a pervert and isn't creepy, no ma'am.
> Has blacked out windows
> Says he feels like he belongs on a list
> Says he's a creepy adult
And how is this passing the Ick Test? Oh yeah, because he's hot.

I skipped ahead and cut right to the chase where Jayce obsesses over a teenager in a not-so-creepy way.
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> Feeling every bit as perverse as he was
He should. Have we forgotten he knocked this teen up?
> Edge of inappropriate
I have no idea if this is a private school or not, because why isn't he wearing a school uniform? Second, even public schools DO NOT allow you to wear clothing that exposes your underwear. He would absolutely be told to change clothes.
> Why was Viktor barely wearing a shirt to school? That didn't sit right with him
> Possessive streak
"Why is my jailbait dressed like a slut? That pussy is for ME."
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> Of course there's another boy
Annnnnnnnnnnd it's Dmitri. This man's greatest opp is another white teenager, lmao
> Jealousy, perhaps
'Perhaps'? Bitch, he IS jealous, and you confirm that just two paragraphs later. You were already possessive when you decided your flat chested Goth genderfriend and baby mama was your property.
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> Why did he care so much
> Why should he care
Because you think that teenager is your property. This is textbook toxic behaviour; nothing like making the Latino the possessive control freak who's ready to kill a white person at the drop of a hat.
> Nothing screams healthy coping mechanisms like opening a date with a small bout of jealousy
I thought he wasn't jealous? And you're right - you're a grown ass man. Do better.
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The jealousy is the problem, not the teenager you groomed and continue to groom. Oh, but the dicking is sooooo good. He could barely feel a completely average penis! 5 inches isn't enough - make it 15.
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> He was somehow stuck in the 1980s and not 2025 where he might ruin his life
Yeah, the 80s had a lot of teen 'comedies' where older men preyed on younger women. Molly Ringwald was one. Nowadays, thanks to social media, it just takes a few taps to out someone or put them on blast.
> He wasn't sure if she was interested in Jayce or if t was because he was with someone younger
Yeah, she knows. And yes, you ARE a cradle-robber. The excuse the author gives later is that Viktor is the one instigating this relationship, even when there is evidence that Sexy Professor here sexted a minor.
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> Closed and shiny
> is that lip gloss
Looks like your tiny-tittied Goth girlfriend decided to pack the grape lip gloss for dick sucking.
> He dressed up for this
Yes, he dressed up like a Colorado drug addict. All for you.
> Coming off as a deranged ex-boyfriend
> He wants his student to be okay
> Lost his shit when another teenager was hitting up 'his' property
'Deranged' doesn't begin to describe it.
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> Attraction in its purest form is natural
It's weird as fuck for a 35-year-old to be lusting after a 16-year-old. This isn't the 18th century and you aren't a property owner looking for a broodmare.
> Younger male
He's not a male. He's female.
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> Maybe this was a sign, a good sign
God was just looking the other way when you decided to jump for jailbait snatch.
> He knows grief well enough
This comes off as, 'Sorry your parents are dead, but it's free real estate for me.' It's a callous way of getting closer to his victim.
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She raises her eyebrows twice. Great editing decision there.
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> Only one person I want to open myself up to
Uh huh. Is he a 15-incher or is he normal this time around?
> Age is just a number
That's exactly what R. Kelly said to 15-year-old Aaliyah.

They continue talking, with Viktor playing footsie with Jayce. Jayce tries to brush it off by saying they can be friends, but Viktor continues to antagonize him, showing the audience that he is the sexually aggressive one and our dear professor is just the victim. Jayce makes a joke that Viktor is 'eating diabetes' when he should be more concerned about that sex offender registry.
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> His hand could easily wrap around it
He's just uwu so smol.
> The creamy skin against his brown one is such a stark contrast
Because everything looks better when compared to white skin, right? We love our white skin, don't we folks? White pride, worldwide!
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> He pushes it further in, testing Viktor's limits, past his lips and onto his waiting tongue
More queercatfan sentence structure. Fuck this bitch and the crimes she's done to fanfic writing.
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> He looks so innocently sinful
> he image goes straight to Jayce's pants
Who knew the goth could be the best at cocksucking? They don't have that reputation for nothing. He was dressing like a slut for his sexy professor. Forget the fact he got drunk and sexted a teen and even another adult laughed at it - he's hot! Hot Male Privilege is a real thing. You can be a nasty fuck all you like - if you turn someone on, no one gives a shit.

Turns out, SensualLettuce here is also a fan of M4M, which explains all the creepy/rapist Jayce fics she has. She took 'unblooded girlchild' too literally.
And not even new Cartoons (and one which is actually good to watch this time, and is also in the process of being milked to all hell) is safe from being yet another setting for ABDL fanfiction:
KPDH has been a smash hit and its fandom has grown a lot in the few months it's been out. It also pains me that I still know a man wrote that because a lot more men have diaper fetishes. Women like lingerie, I've found.
 
Male fic writers such as they exist are likely not going to self-report the way female fic writers are. There are a shit load of completely anon accounts on Ao3 and other sites that never give personal info and based on interests and writing style could go either way. The porn stuff is obvious which is which because female and male audiences and writers for that stuff focus on entirely different things. Not just the added emotion female fic writers tend to lean towards but the actual bits that are sexy focuses on different things. But yeah, obviously on the innocent side they usually go for world building and alt timeline stuff.
Confession, I read a GOT/ASOIAF romance fanfic once-written by a man. It was...actually pretty well done. (Actually straight too-married actually, wrote it while engaged).

One sex scene, (I think?)-an actual slow burn structure, and like...solid thematic and character build up. From beginning to end. Namely he remembered romance is a genre not catharsis-you still have to have characterization and a plot, just with two protagonists the story centers around and between.

I'd go as far as to say-men could write romance, they just usually don't. If they did-it would be cooking, fashion and every other "female coded" pursuit-men would do it better.

Women tend to focus on the dopamine rush, if men started writing romance(either actual genre fiction or fanfic)-you would see a real qualitative difference throughout.
 
Freezerjerky has come out with the third installment of her domestic wife AU, and decided to top it off with this author's note:
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> Birthing parent
But the ejaculator, sperm-producer, prostate haver and external urethra haver is called a man. We know what men, males, and fathers are. The vagina owner is the 'birthing parent'. She loves these characters so much, her biggest dream is to make them a tradwife fantasy, because every woman loves to settle down in a cottage by the stream. This one is different from the others as the author has decided to include a Caesarian section, a procedure only one to one half of the population that struggles during childbirth.
This is 11k words so I'll sum of most of it and then screenshot the juicier/lulzy bits. In the prior installments, we had our tradwife give birth to Mena, named after Jayce's mother, and they adopted Adrian. Viktor knew what sex Mena was by 'parental instinct' and, going off the 'four kids and a cottage' comment, this will be the fourth child. Viktor has a common cold and Jayce is crashing out, thinking it's the sickness that nearly killed him in canon. There's a mention of the babyfat on Viktor's body and how Jayce is so enamoured by it because he, the ejaculator, never has to get pregnant. The other daughter is Lenka.

Jayce later gets sick and all the childcare falls to Viktor (naturally) and he has 'mastered' holding them along with his cane. He still has his disability - that was never aggravated by the pregnancy - and does nothing but domestic chores around the house. He is quite literally barefoot and pregnant all the time.

Nothing beats Jayce admitting he's jealous of his own chldren because they take his 'husband's' attention away from him. He's perfectly fine fucking him full of his semen, but doesn't like it when said semen takes and produces children. In the business we call this a 'man child.' It's something I said in the earlier entries, and it looks like it's still true here.
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> Len isn't even a year old
So keep your dick in your pants or cum outside. But that pussy smacks so good you 'can't help yourself' and keep knocking up your partner. They're just too sexy to resist, right?
> That's not how human biology works
Oh, that is fucking RICH. The 'transmasc' is going to lecture us on fucking biology. You have an egg-producer, a uterus owner and vagina owned get impregnated by a fertilizer, an ejaculator and penis owner, and SHAZAM! you have an embryo. Well fucking done, you have done what all other humans have to perpetuate the species. Totally homosexual, bro!
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> I was the one up with her when she was colicky
FUCK. YOU. You were asked to do ONE THING and waaaaaaaaaaaaaah waaah you're bitching? Manchild is right. What, you want to suck his titties for milk, too? Be a man.
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> It's been years and he's gotten fat because he's literally done nothing around the house
> His stomach drops when his fried chicken wing of a 'husband' says he's beautiful despite that flap interfering with his dick
> His hands circling Viktor's waist
This fucking line again.

Later, they go on their date. Viktor has a fancy green shirt with pearls and a nice lace backing that Jayce can't wait to tear off. Ximena has the kids because she has conveniently provided nothing but free labour. The two end up getting spicy over dinner.
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They end up fucking.
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> I am in a delicate condition
> You like to be fucked hard
Nothing line our 'pale and delicate' uwu smol trans man to get fucked by the spicy Latino.
> Bruise the pale skin beneath him
We just LOOOOVE our white skin, don't we, folks?
> As the universe has always intended
The universe 'decided' that the punishment for widescale mass murder and genocide, and the collective ending of entire worlds, is to give the man responsible a happy ending and a cottagecore life where all he does is shit out kids like it's Little House On the Prairie. Oh wow, you had your beautiful Aryan children (well, Aryan and a half) with your female body and male sperm. What medal would you like this time?

They end up having Ximena stay for the holidays. She asks when Viktor is expecting his fourth. He says June. She makes the following remarks:
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> We know about protection
You've never once used it. Apparently they sell latex condoms in their village.
> For a while we thought he couldn't and then we wanted more
Who the fuck is WE? It was YOU, you greedy fuck. YOU wanted them. It's never been about what the vagina owner wants but YOU.

Another time skip and they get snowed in at the cottage. We get this exchange:
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> He's an adult man who isn't bothered much by judgement
You're an adult man who was bothered by his own fucking children taking that pristine pussy away from you.
> I think I need to brush up on biology
Indeed, there are a few textbooks I'd like to throw at the author's head, namely that YOUR 'PREGNANT MAN' HERE IS A WOMAN, A FEMALE, AND ONLY FEMALES GET PREGNANT. Of course, she knows that HENS are the only ones who lay eggs, and not roosters:
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In case you forgot: the children do not call V 'mother'. They call him 'tata', because despite getting pregnant, he will get triggered if he is called a woman or mother.
> It's my stomach, not an egg
You are still an egg-producer just like that hen, genius.

It is later revealed that Lenka, the youngest, has the same disability as Viktor, because we didn't think of heredity when we were fucking a couple of fics ago.
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> Anything he says now would be condescending
No shit. Being jealous of your own children and admitting you'd like for them to leave the house forever so you can keep fucking your vagina owner is a shitty thing to say. Imagine your parents admitting you were just there for a 'redemption arc' and that they viewed you a an obstacle to sex - well, at least the father.
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He means a tubal ligation or a hysterectomy, procedures that only affect females. Unless he's talking about a vasectomy, which he could've gotten years ago when Viktor's health was threatened by the first pregnancy. Again, nice to see they have fertility clinics in bumfuck nowhere.
> A child that looks like you
Hey, Billie Eilish got hate for that while saying that in Ireland. Are we in an ad for American Eagle jeans, too?

We skip ahead to the hospital scene, where Viktor gets a Caesarian. No epidurals needed; they just rip and tear - gently, of course.
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> Been a few years
What's that? A pooner suffers from an anxiety disorder? You don't say.
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> This is not what they prepared for
Of course not. You assumed your vagina owning 'husband' would be hunky dory because of the miracles of the female body (that you loathe to acknowledge) and because it's 'just what he was made to do'.
> The fairest of their babies with a head full of white hair
All that and they got a fucking Aryan baby, lmao. Move aside, Nick Fuentes, we have a real Mexican white supremacist here.
> Until he's watched the feeding
Well he can't be breastfeeding because he has no milk ducts. I doubt the Arcane gave him his titties back.

Adrian, the adopted son, has a breakdown where he thinks his 'gay dads' are going to give him away. Given how these two really think about teenagers, I suggest this kid pack up his shit and run.

They automatically know their baby is a boy- no question about gender or sex there - and the other daughters coo over their new brother. There is no debate over a neonate being female, whereas with adults we have to doubt and pretend that this is a 'man' getting pregnant. Ximena stays for the summer and domestic bullshit happens. It's a bore, so it's no loss for me to skip it.
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Of course not. In this series, when has Jayce ever once asked what Viktor wanted? Never. It has always been about him and what he wants. The remark, 'This body is fully my own' is depressing, because this individual was literally used as an incubator for three children for a man who admits he gets jealous of them because he doesn't get sex immediately. It's the equivalent of men demanding blowjobs from their wives getting chemo. It's toxic as fuck and the author doesn't eve know it.
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> He feels like a brute because he's ben missing a certain intimacy
> After the first two babies, they barely lasted the recommended time
This man couldn't wait the 4-6 weeks for a vagina to heal from childbirth. He wanted sex NOW, NOW, NOW! It's all about him and his desires, intimacy, and sex drive, and nothing about his partner. His partner has been an incubator, his life reduced to chasing around children and giving birth, and the ONLY time he feels free is after a tubal ligation. There's a lesson here the author here isn't getting: she's really showing how her 'trad life' only benefits the man, and does nothing for the woman - er, uterus owner.
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> Viktor told him he loved him most
I remember this. Imagine saying that when having a litter of kids. You can't wait for them to grow up and leave to fuck some more, and even as children, they are nothing but obstacles for you. This is how you end up with kids who cut you off later in life. They're legit acting like Boomers.
> Engorged little cock
We're not doing this, fuck you,
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> Sweet, belly, soft skin
> Delicate skin
Well we know which one is the female, because they are always the 'small, pale, delicate one'. Forget the fact that the notion that these people didn't actually love their children and Viktor was forced into repeat pregnancies. Forget the fact that Jayce admitted he was jealous of his own children for stealing away time for sex. Forget the fact it's a tradwife fantasy gone wrong. It's supposed to be a cottagecore dream life and don't think too hard about it, you transphobe.
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Of course not. That line, "My body is finally mine" wasn't proof that there WERE regrets. You just went along with your jealous, egotistical, entitled piece of shit ejaculator's wishes, because in true FTM form, you didn't want to be a bother and kept your head down. While I am pleased there will be a final instalment to this cottagecore tradwife life, there will always be more. Enjoy your Aryan babies while you still can.

For once, Ethel Cain is not an inspiration, but the good ole Stevie Nicks. If it surprised you to discover that this fic, too, has a playlist, don't. Taking a cue from Fujofrankestein, it's another pseudo-incest fic with Halloween themes, featuring pumpkins, lattes, and dried up vaginas. The sentence used for the spoiler is a real line found in the fic, as is 'cock standing hungry and erect' and 'if this makes you such a slut, just wait until I get that pretty face of yours on my taint'.
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> passionate side of their relationship
> He was not Viktor's boyfriend, he was his dad, first and always
Taking a cue (read: all of them) from fujofrankenstein's work, Jayce is the hot foster dad who adopted the trans teen and subsequently fell in love with them. No dramatic roofie sessions yet or Glocks shoved up one's cunt, but we'll get there.
> He sobbed about how badly he was bullied at school
Now is it because of your bum leg, or because you were trans? Do tell.
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> He wrapped his arms around his broad shoulders
Was his intent to trap him with his cane? Note how said cane disappeared when he did that.
> What if we had a real home invader? I'm just a little boy, I need someone to protect me
Get a gun and shoot the bastard. Or you can offer up your trans pussy as payment; you are known to do that.
> The goober
Is Charlie White writing this?
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> He had always been possessive like that
Part and parcel of being Latino. It's Viva La Raza for everything.
> Tan Timberlands
WHAT ARE THOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOSE?!
> Autumnal and masculine
They'd also look ridiculous on your tiny ass feet.
> Wrapping his arms around the boy's waist
He's just uwu so small.
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> My loathing for teenagers grows by the day
There's that NLOG attitude so common in pooners. 'Ugh, these peasants!' Bitch, you're skinnier than a Gazan child. Calm the fuck down.
> There's no forgetting your first Rocky Horror experience
Get it? That film is the pinnacle of the trans and drag experience! It's literally their culture!

They end up going to an orchard to pick apples and hunt for pumpkins. Viktor makes a comment on how he loves to be doted on, but loathes other people viewing him as weak. Recall how he comes home sobbing due to 'bullying' at school. Clearly, he loves being seen as weak so he can be rescued by his hunky foster father.

Viktor spies a golden apple (that matches his eyes, as the author stresses) and demands that Jayce grab it for him. When Jayce says the tree is too tall, Viktor suggests lifting him up on his shoulders. He does so, and after grabbing said apple, Jayce has to check that no one is watching before peppering him with kisses. They end up finding their perfect pumpkins from a black cat named Eve. After getting in the truck to head home, Viktor gets a sense of The Horny, and they start fucking in the driver's seat.
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> Had been thirsty for this all day
> He was going to suck him dry
And lo and behold...our lil lad here is a virgin! He's only seen people give blowjobs in porn.
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> He had never given oral sex before
Of course porn would be his source of inspiration. I reckon that's what formed his trans identity, too.
> The tip of his glistening cock, growing translucent with the first hit of precome
This makes it seem as if his dick is becoming see-through. That's what 'translucent' means.
> Just wanna huff your daddy's cock like that' what you were made for
I told you this was a real line.
> It was the first time he had ever experienced his cock
You'd think it was a regular occurrence based on how the author set this up. Apparently, they haven't even had sex at all!
> If this makes you such a slut, just wait until I can get that pretty face on my taint
Also a real line. Hope you washed your ass, Jayce. Can't have him getting tapeworms.
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> Like he saw boys do in porn
Oh, so he DID get his trans identity from gay porn. Makes sense.
> Such a good cocksucker just like your daddy
Uh...does this mean Jayce was visiting the gloryhole back in the day?
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> Fills Viktor's cheeks with come until some dribbled out of his mouth
Why was I reminded of a chipmunk with nuts in its mouth?

They start carving their pumpkins to the music of 'Smashing Pumpkins', and Jayce jokingly (!) says to Viktor that he better not have stolen his cute ghost design or he's throwing hot cider on his crotch. How gentlemanly, threatening to give someone third-degree burns! But there's a silver lining: Jayce starts crying, and we find out the reason why (and for the reason why he's such a good dick sucker) he was assaulted as a child! Nothing like trauma dumping on someone out of the blue!
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So he was raped by another man, didn't tell his father because he would never believe him, and tells Viktor this because - get this - this was prompted by taking the guts out of a pumpkin. In the business we call this foreshadowing.
> I've known you shade my soul the moment I first took you home
...all this over a pumpkin?
> No goddess of myth shines a candle to how you look right now
And he has the figure of a Gazan child. Hot.

They have a movie night and watch Practical Magic. Viktor basically rolls his eyes and calls it outdated and cliché. Of course, from an outsider's perspective, this is hilarious to read as this is also cliché as fuck.
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> What such a handsome, experienced, king human being like him saw
Damn, this is some sappy shit. I expected some really nasty shit, but the guy values consent for once. Imagine that.
> Inadequacies of his age or his disability or his transition
Guess which took precedence over his leg and spine: that's right, the 'right' to those T shots that he's been on since he was 14. But minors don't go on cross sex hormones or get their breasts lopped off, no sir.
> Driving him to therapy
An FTM is on a bucketload of anti anxiety meds? You don't say. 17 going on 47 with all those mental issues.
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> Dark hair of his happy trail
Yes, we have the Tarzan pubes.
> Exposing his flat chest and teeny nipples
I've never heard 'teeny' be used on its own before. It sounds remarkably childish.
> Squeeze his soft chest
He's flat chested. There's nothing there to squeeze.
> He felt like a slut for needing more
He's a virgin.
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> The boy's dick
That's weird, man.
> Had been on testosterone for years, his little cock having plenty of time to grow fat and swollen
And it's still only two inches.
> Embarrassed at how hard he gushed
So, we discover that Viktor cannot handle penetration because of T drying up his vagina - despite just gushing all over the couch a sentence earlier. It went from wet to dry in a minute.
> He was one of those people with the unfortunate therapy symptom of painful penetration
Try 60%. And that's all due to testosterone use.
> His fingers were far thicker than his bony ones
No shit. He's got Peter Dinklage fingers.
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> I feel so broke
> This is a side effect of your T
Nothing like adding MORE problems to your health from a hormone you insist makes you closer to a man. FAFO.
> There was no denying he was obsessed with it
> He wanted to cradle it while Jayce peed
...what the fuck?
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> Feel his cock slide against his dick
> The size difference exaggerated in the contrast between his t-dick and Jayce's far larger one
Really laying on the comedy there, eh? You're comparing a school eraser to a bowling pin. THAT is how drastic the size difference is; you don't realize how funny it looks until you see the two compared against one another.
> He felt so small, so provided for
He's just uwu so smol.
> His belly, rounder and heavier with age, felt like a blanket as he fucked him within an inch of his life
*Thigh fucked. That belly fat is only going to shrink his dick and affect his sperm count.
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Makes me think of a New York sticky bun that went through a barber shop. Pooners love writing bears compared to their tiny, dainty self insert because the size difference turns them on. No, you cannot tell who is the man and who is the woman, you bigot. Trans men are men!

Moving to Rome, you say? Hope you don't get robbed or raped by a migrant. Then I'll have to read about your trauma dumping over more pumpkin yaoi. Keep that snatch closed, lass!


I had to hold my breath reading the summary, but thankfully, the 'underage' tag is just between teenagers - which it was originally supposed to be for. Who doesn't love a good high school romance? I sincerely believe the author is also a virgin as she writes a penis as a 'pleasure seeking drone' and has a bizarre fascination with the hymen.
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In the business we call this foreshadowing. Much like the cottagecore fic, I'll be skipping over details that are not too important or can be summed up in writing.
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> Still smart as a whip
I guess we're still forgetting that he's a genius, too. Him being in football is going to wipe away those intellectual gains thanks to all of those concussions.
> Felt his stomach tighten with butterflies
Aww, is our little dood in love?

They end up going to Sky's pool party, but not before Viktor says he is going to 'grab his bikini'...a curious choice for someone who claims to be trans. They want to be seen as men, yet wear a swimsuit mean for the female body. OK.
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A pink bikini? Really? You aren't even TRYING to be masculine. Good luck chugging back that vodka bottle - you'll be out like a light before the first drop. I also don't get why he's blushing so much when this teenager is flat as a board.

They end up going to the party. Lest and Mel are having a diving competition and Doodle Dmitri is talking to Sky, keeping the black women far away from our Destined Pair as possible. They listen to music (let me guess, Ethel Cain) and Jayce disappears. What for, you might ask? To get the pizza. They have a movie night and choose a horror movie and argue over blankets. He screeches over a jump scare, people laugh at him, and everyone falls into a routine of tongue-fucking each other. Jayce decides this is his golden opportunity to get some action with our chicken wing boi.

We get a spicy scene, and turns out said chicken wing boi is a virgin.
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> He's been wanting this for so long he can't pinpoint a time he didn't want to kiss him
How romantic. Very masc.
> He simply wanted to take the material into his mouth and taste it
Huffing a football player's sweat requires a degree of courage not many have. Ball sweat isn't the only thing you'll be getting a whiff of, lil bro.
> I've dreamed of kissing you like this.
How very romantic.
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> You're soaked
You already wrote that. I do love how the author was so addicted to the horny she forgot to capitalize their names.
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> Feels something snap inside him like a small rubber band
I assume this is the hymen we are talking about. I really do wonder if these authors have read much on sex-ed, if at all, because the hymen doesn't act that way. It's a stretchy membrane the same consistency of an egg membrane. Not all women even have them, and those that do, it can be broken with exercise or even by inserting a tampon. This is really leaning into the 'hot guy takes girl's virginity and the proof is in the hymen breaking' trope.
> Soon the pain turns to pleasure
Cliché.
> Viktor's cock
> Sensitive bud
Pick one.
> He's sure he wouldn't have been able to reach as deep
Because his fingers are uwu so smol.
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So Jayce fingered Viktor until he bled, even when Viktor was soaked. I again assume this is due to hymen breakage when, again, it doesn't work that way. It's better to assume he's bleeding because Aunt Flo decided to come at an inopportune time.
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> In relief, in heat
What, did this become an Omegaverse overnight?
> Fury of impending pleaure
Interesting way of putting it.
> He doesn't know how Jayce has the willpower not to just fuck him right there
He's a gentleman. He's just going to do it in his truck instead.
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> He will take care of him
How sweet.
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> We are two virgins in the back of your truck. This isn't going to be a mindblowing experience
He says after having a mindblowing experience.
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> Tongues tangling in a rush
A new twist on 'tongues fighting for dominance'.
> He always thought he would feel ashamed and dysphoric
You didn't feel dysphoric when you got your vagina fingered and your hymen broken. Why just the breasts?
> Naval
IT'S NAVEL, YOU DUMB BITCH
> It fights to fit into Jayce's palm
It'll fit into it easily because female hearts are smaller than male hearts. The more you know~
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> He's left in only his black panties
What happened to his gold bikini? Did we totally throw that out?
> The small bulge Viktor's cock makes in the fabric
And when we compare it to Jayce's, it predictably is a laughingstock. His a big, veiny, red one.
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> Viciously licking and sucking at the fabric
It's a pussy, not a jawbreaker. You can relax.
> Seeing the blood from Jayce's fingers breaking his hymen
These women think breaking the hymen is like smashing glass. It isn't. It can break easily with exercise without the woman knowing. If you're bleeding that much, I guarantee that testosterone is the big culprit.
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> Head of his swollen cock
And it's smaller than a marble.
> He isn't sure he's going to survive Jayce's cock inside of him
> His virginity - a nice, tight little bloody hole for Jayce to fuck into
Yeah this is 100% a virginity fetish. I've never seen someone outside of a whole ass man be this obsessed with the hymen.
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> The taste is bitter, vibrant and salty
It should taste like iron.
> Flushed, beautiful, tanned skin
We just love our hung Latinos.
> The head an angry red
I guess you can say it's an Angry Bird, eh?
> A pleasure seeking drone, ready and willing to sink into slick flesh
This is the first time I've ever read a penis be referred to as a 'pleasure seeking drone'.
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> I can't get pregnant
Oh? Are you on the Pill? Or did you already get your reproductive organs yanked out?
> The head of his cock rubs against the underside of his shaft with delicious friction
Like comparing a marble to a bowling pin.
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> Dizzying feeling of their cocks grinding together
Lol. Lmao.
> The pain of his cock splitting him open for the first time
Pleasure seeking drone doing its job, eh? It's hitting that vag like it hits a Gazan child.
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What a gentleman.
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> Split open on his cock
You wrote that already.
> Whose pussy is this
God, if this wasn't self-aware I'd start laughing. It's so fucking ridiculous. This isn't an 80s porn, dumbass. Get with the times.
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> Slam into a spot inside him he didn't even know existed
He knows he's trans, but he doesn't know what the G-spot is. Make it make sense.
> His handprint is streaked when he drags his fingers down the glass
That is a Titanic reference. No one in the comments noticed that. Hm.
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If you're wondering how many times 'pleasure' was used...16 times.

They wake up in the back of Jayce's truck and Jayce asks Viktor to be his boyfriend. He says yes. They have a talk on how they 'always wanted to do this' and were too scared to, yadda yadda. Has a very masc, 'WHATEVER, YOU'RE...WHATEVER' line. They continue their dalliance and Jayce has sex with Viktor after football practice. He gives him a note in class - a literature class that Viktor somehow fails at - saying that he wants to try something new. What is this new position?

Doggystyle. There's a line about how his cunt clenches after imagining himself getting pounded from behind from that pleasure seeking drone. Very vanilla.

As it so happens, this fic was based on how StupidSarah wishes her virginity loss was like:
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Omegahoney, the author who wrote an 11-year-old Viktor getting groomed by rocker Jayce and said she was also molested, was in the kudos. Real recognizes real, as they say.
I know I talk a LOT about that one specific ship, but I'd like to bring in some F/F stuff for once. I posted this on the Pooner Zoo, but what happened is that a CaitVi Kinktober event had a rule that all sexual scenarios should be consensual, as in no rape. The post on Twitter got dogpiled by fujos, many of whom were not even fans of the ship and wrote nothing for the pairing. One snarkily said, 'This is why F/F isn't popular' meaning that the only reason why people like M/M is how common rape is in it.

On AO3, some people decided to mock the mods by posting shit like this:
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And compare that to WE ARE NUMBAH ONE:
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They literally cannot go a day without writing shotacon shit.
Confession, I read a GOT/ASOIAF romance fanfic once-written by a man. It was...actually pretty well done.
The ironic thing about GOT is that despite the medium being filled with rape and sexual assault, the fandom actually tends to be more sex-positive. In the HOTD you will have shippers posting ABO - common in the Lucemond ship - but I found that even when rape was written it was treated seriously and not as a fetish. GOT/ASOIAF also has ships of every flavour so if there are shipping wars, they're solely on Twitter and they're quickly shot down. There's something for everyone there. Just get the lore right and people won't call you a nigger in the comments, lmao.
 
True my point was more along the lines of the gender differences-men don't write or read romance because "girl coded"-I actually believe they'd do a better job of it if they were interested in it, then women usually do.

For me-the main stickler is, where is the theme? What is the actual story? If there isn't the former-you are writing erotica(porn with letters not computer pixels).

I don't have anything against the genre though-its part of the human experience and human longing.
 
Just got done arguing with some dumb fag on reddit about how fanfiction is predominantly M/M, so asking for fics to read that aren't full of fags isn't inherently Homophobic.
 
I always find it amusing when I go to AO3, add "Exclude: M/M" and then see the number of fics instantly be cut in half, or have over two thirds be filtered out due to all the other exclusions I add.
 
BTW, do you guys think that on the rare occasion that a gay guy writes a gay fic on AO3, it stands out in style as being different from all the other gay fics on there?
 
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BTW, do you guys think that on the rare occasion that a gay guy writes a gay fic on AO3, it stands out in style as being different from all the other gay fics on there?
I mean I dîd see a A/N where the author said he did anal for realism so I'd imagine that most people write their experiences. (Which explains the Y/N fics being oddly specific, and we all know reader inserts are just the author.)
 
The ironic thing about GOT is that despite the medium being filled with rape and sexual assault, the fandom actually tends to be more sex-positive.
It seems like this happens a lot: horrible, grimdark, murder rape canon gets predominantly fix-its and slice-of-life AUs. Kids' cartoon show: shota and scat fanfic.

This might not be truly accurate, just more notable when it happens, but it seems like it's back to the ancient saw of "people write what they wanted to see in canon."
 
It seems like this happens a lot: horrible, grimdark, murder rape canon gets predominantly fix-its and slice-of-life AUs. Kids' cartoon show: shota and scat fanfic.

This might not be truly accurate, just more notable when it happens, but it seems like it's back to the ancient saw of "people write what they wanted to see in canon."
Kids who watch kid shows aren't writing thousands of words of fanfic on relatively niche websites. The reason you see this is because most adults who would watch kids shows and then feel compelled to write fanfic about it are probably weird. Where as GoT is adult content from the get go so you have a larger net of people with normal brains. That is my theory at least.
 
Sticky webs, squirting, choking and cocoons - this fic has it all. I regret to inform you that it has the queercatfan sentence structure, where it makes you feel as if you are choking on every sentence. Punctuation doesn't always have to involve commas. Semicolons are your friends, too.
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> It happened quickly, like a nightmare exploding behind the eye
Unfolding would be better. See? Commas make everything better.
> Fled to him
*Flew to him
> It had killed him instantly
He was actually still alive.
> He was stronger than he'd ever been before, but he felt changed - different, and not jut physically
> He knew Jayce was his person
Is that the Hexcore talking or your glowing vagina?
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> And nearly tumbled out, but he was free, finally
> This feels right
> It felt right
Any other time you want to write that it feels right, babe?
> Was he glowing internally?
> Did he glow? He wasn't entirely sure
...you just wrote that he was, indeed, glowing internally.
> It felt powerful, in a sense, like he was meant to have this, meant to be powerful beyond humans
I told you you would get tired of this sentence structure.

Jayce wakes up and we get a copy of the scene that happens in the show, along with abrupt changes in POVs. We go from being in Viktor's head to Jayce's, and we still have that annoying as fuck sentence structure. Viktor announces to Jayce that his purpose is elsewhere and he makes to leave, much to Jayce's heartbreak and confusion.
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> maybe that was his feeling, that he felt like he had to get out of nowhere (?)
I don't know if this is English. It should be, 'he felt he had to get out of here' or something alone those lines.
> I cannot begin to explain how I feel, how I've changed, but I know that this isn't for me
Very masc, being vague as fuck. Even the way he describes his new body is very feminine.
> I alter myself from any human here
??? This doesn't even make sense.
> Especially after the explosion, he knew he belonged in the lab with Viktor
You can't just leave behind your duties like that because you want some white pussy. It's cowardly.
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> It was hard to feel anything underneath the armor of his new skin
> Details the emotions he's actually feeling, even if minor
> later is capable of feeling anger as he is actively seething
> Can't show guilt, but does feel guilt, but shouldn't show guilt because he's a machine now
Holy consistency, Batman!
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> Jayce didn't ask for any of this? He didn't ask for any of this either
Technically you were both asking for it. FAFO.
> Seething with anger
I thought he wasn't capable of feeling emotions.
> Maybe it was just the growing coldness in Viktor's nervous system
Then you wouldn't be seething.
> Of course the entire situation felt off
You're telling me.
> He was overpowered by anger
If it wasn't for the author's retardation, one would think V was getting angry again.
> Viktor's new body was apparently too strong for him, way stronger than he used to be, that's for certain
No shit.
> Fuck, he had no idea how bad off he'd get if Viktor didn't stop moving his fingers
?? Do you mean, 'He had no idea how hard he'd get if Viktor didn't stop moving his fingers'?
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> This was certainly out of the ordinary
> They never fought, and even if he did, he had no interest in hurting Jayce or getting hurt
You already wrote that.
> Torn, tear-filled eyes
Are his eyes tearing in two, now?
> His eyes were filled with expression
> Love, fear, shock, all of it
> His expression was so pathetic, so sweet
His expression sure is expressive to show all of those expressions.
> He was angrier and demanding with this new change, which isn't right. That's now how it's supposed to be
1. So much for him being 'cold and emotionless' if he can feel all this anger. 2. You already wrote that this 'isn't how it's supposed to be' just a few paragraphs ago. I am BEGGING these authors to actually re-read what they write so they don't sound like a broken Skyrim NPC.
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> He wasn't exactly sure what he was doing or why
> Gives examples of what he's doing and why he is doing it
> He needed Viktor to stay
> He could get him to stay
> It was screaming at him to stay
> He wanted to stay, he wanted to leave
> He'd give Viktor a reason to stay
Six. Fucking. Times. And this is baby's first Jayvik after migrating from Stranger Things. I hope her other shit wasn't this repetitive.
> It wasn't what Jayce was used to
You already wrote that.
> He was blinded by his touches and pleas
So much for being unable to feel those things.
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> A body that isn't used to feeling anything at all wasn't a good idea
> Proceeds to detail how that body does, in fact, feel a lot of things, including repeat orgasms and squirting
> What would Jayce show him? He didn't know
You just answered your own question.
> He should just leave
> He needs Viktor to stay with him
> Would slowly eat at his brain if he reciprocated
You mean if he DIDN'T reciprocate.
> He thought of how much he needed this. It was Viktor, it had always been him, he should've known that
Yeah, fuck that black bitch. Get that coal-ass nigger outta here! The white boi here is peak pussy material!
> He'd hoped not for this
You just wrote that he wanted this all along.
> It doesn't even make sense
You got that right.
> The body isn't built for such
You already wrote that.
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> Only goal in life was to make Viktor feel good
> He was making him feel so, so good
> Too good, almost. So good, Jayce
Fucking Christ.
> He thinks his heart might be beating so fast it'll just malfunction
Was it doing it in a knot like a pretzel or no?
> So beautiful
And he's a fucking emaciated corpse.
> He made sure that no part of his body would go untouched
You already wrote that.
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> He needed to feel it, he needed to feel all of it
Redundant.
> He needed to be told that he was doing good, that he was making Viktor feel so good
> Because he could make Viktor feel good
> He just loved to be told that he was doing god, had always known that good and well
SHUT THE FUCK UP, YOU AUTISTIC NPC BITCH
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> Viktor was so pretty
You already called him beautiful. I fail t see how an emaciated corpse is beautiful, but these women will masturbate to anything as long as it's a white man.
> The chills that were sent up his spine every time his cock throbbed were entirely knew to him
This suggests he never masturbated as a human. And for the record, that isn't a new cock. It's just a magic purple clit.
> Making the most gentle noises of pleas
This isn't English. 'Making the gentlest pleas' - there, you low IQ bitch, I fixed it for you.
> Would Jayce get scars from the Hexcore on his face if he ate him out like that?
Good question. Is Hexcore cum acidic or not?
> He kissed Viktor's cock before licking it gently with purpose
As expected, when it's compared to Jayce's actual penis, it's the 'eraser and the bowling pin' comparison.
> So good for me
Enough.
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> It was a feeling that he never wanted to go away, a feeling that he wished would stay forever
Redundant.
> He needed more, so much more
Redundant.
> Jayce was definitely the one to do exactly what he was told to do and more
You already wrote that.
> He couldn't take the idea of Viktor begging and moaning for him
Isn't this contradictory? That's what you WANT him to do, so you can 'feel good', and second, HE WAS ALREADY DOING THAT
> He knew Viktor felt so good right now
> All he wanted was for Viktor to feel good
😑
> A drug he'd get wildly addicted to, a drug that he was already addicted to
FUCKING. REDUNDANT.
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> He wanted to test how many times he could make Viktor's shimmer and Hexcore fused body come
> He wanted to make Viktor come so hard he'd still be coming down from it for weeks
Redundant. Also, magic Latino cock plot device: it's always big, always veiny, and always does the job.
> A gush hit Jayce's face
Always a squirter. Must be that Hexcore magic.
> His orgasm being a thousand times more sensitive than it would've been if he wasn't beyond human form
??? This doesn't make sense. Is it better or worse now that he has a pseudo-robotic body?
> His entire face from his nose down was dripping wet
Nothing beats that GTA firetruck hose.
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> He was scalding hot on the inside
Like a bowl of microwaved food, eh?
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> Stretching him farther than he'd (ever) been
> It was too much, really, the way Jayce pushed in slowly
> The stretch and burn felt so majestic
In a single paragraph we have discussions of how Jayce's cock stretches out his pussy like a Stretch Armstrong doll three times. Amazing. True to form, he has a red, angry, veiny cock that's 10-12'' long and 4 inches thick, a real battering ram. Thanks to the Arcane, it doesn't suffer any damage and if you look hard enough, you can find Zelenskyy's missing Patriot Missiles up there.
> It felt as if they shared a soul, which metaphorically, they did
That's what a metaphor is, yes.
> Ever so slowly, Jayce began to drag his hips out and slowly push back in
> Dragged his cock out slowly
He was already doing that.
> You're doing so good
> Knowing that he was doing so good
😑
> Beginning to fuck into him rougher than he'd been doing before
> He moved his hips a little faster, setting a perfect pace for the two of them
I love how the author had to write him going slow and then fast twice, as if her audience forgot which pace he set a literal sentence ago. These are not intelligent people. He was already slamming into him.
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> Pulling him close enough that he could slam all the way in
He was already doing that.
> Precious boy
Uh huh.
> Viktor loved his noises
He isn't making any - you are.
> You're doing so perfect, good boy
Let's see if our Latino dog can really go the full Rio mile.
> His way too sensitive cock
And then you compare it to Jayce's and it's barely bigger than the head, lmao
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> Letting out such quiet but filthy noises
It was previously written they were fucking so loud someone outside could easily hear them; that the slaps of their flesh was as loud as the couch springs creaking. None of those noises were quiet - but I don't expect the author to remember when she's so focused on Jayce being the goodest boy who ever gooded.
> He didn't want it to
> That's all he wanted
But that's not what you wanted earlier. You wanted to leave, and then we had goodest boy Jayce here convince you to stay six times over. He was so good you forgot everything because the goodness was so overwhelmingly good all that hate was replaced with good. Those expressions of his were so expressive, it really made such an expressive expression! With his good expression, he does convince Viktor to stay, and the author wraps it up by saying it's her first Jayvik fic as her other ship, Steve/Eddie from Stranger Things, is no longer popular. I do wonder if she writes them both as men and has them 'making each other feel good' six times over or if she just saved it for her self-insert here.

From the author who race bent a Latino man to an Italian - a big no-no for PeeOhCees, only whites can be race-swapped - comes one of the most bizarre and fucked up fics outside of shotacons that I have read in a while. It features a grown man getting jealous over his own infant for nursing. In case you're wondering: yes, an FTM is the 'birthing parent' and they are 'completely comfortable' with their female reproductive organs doing female things which makes you wonder why they're even trans in the first place. 'Are you going to fuck mommy's pussy now, fill up my womb again' is a real line.
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He doesn't care about gender, yet demands to be called a man because...well, he doesn't care. He just wants that label and none of the commitment. You can criticize the author for being ableist, but don't you dare point out her stupid as fuck gender thinking.

Viktor calls himself mommy, breastfeeds normally, and does everything a new mother would do - and still wants to be referred to as a trans man. Meanwhile, Jayce gets turned on by this at first, before jealousy sits in. Men who get jealous of their own infants tend to be very, very disturbed individuals.

Their daughter - yes, they know their child is female - is named Astra, and keeps them away from intimate activities. Jayce does not like this.
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> Chestnut and pale honey
He is only blond at the tips. He does not have blond hair.
> Milky, enticing skin
We just LOOOOVE our white skin, don't we? 1488 FTMs all the way!
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And there it is. It won't trigger the FTM because it's a kink - even when you thought pregnancy would do them in.
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> They've always discussed kinks...they weren't exactly vanilla
Having penis-in-vagina sex and subsequently getting pregnant is the most basic, vanilla shit you can do. Come back when you start an actual pregnancy fetish orgy.
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> When you address her as mommy I have to physically restrain myself
Oh, that'll be a nice conversation when they're older: 'Yeah I was jealous of you as an infant because you got to breastfeed and I didn't.' This is unironically how sex pests and pedos are born.
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> Perky little breasts
> His chest is a little bit bigger than before, but his palm covers it entirely
So A-cups. Mosquito bite tits. But he's 100% a man.
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> The other twitching pink thing
...you mean his nipple?
> A warm liquid hits his taste buds, a taste so divine it drags a moan out of him
Don't let the breast milk enjoyers know, they'd want to buy it by the bucketful.
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> God if it looks delicious, like a five star meal laid out just for him
I'm sure Marco Pierre-White approves. I can just see him looking at this shit with pure disdain. Even the late Anthony Bourdain doesn't want to touch this shit.
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Oh? We aren't using cock? Imagine that. We can use all female terms for female reproductive anatomy, but don't you dare call this character a woman. They are a man, goddamnit!

I skipped ahead because Jayce just keeps calling V 'mommy' and it gets really tiresome.
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> Are you going to fuck mommy's pussy now, fill up my womb again?
This is a real line. That was published because the author thought it sounded hot.
> His nonexistent tail wagging
Going with the dog allegory, eh?
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> quite literally humping his pussy
...yes? That's the point of heterosexual sex?
> Sucking at his perky pink nipple
I thought it was a 'twitching pink thing'.
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I can't believe these lines are real.
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"I was too lost in pleasure because I was jealous of our own daughter, an infant, taking away your attention from me." The author tries to cover up this fucked-up aspect by having Astra call his sperm producer 'dada', showing that infants will recognize their mothers first and their fathers second. Babies can tell apart the sexes by gait alone at six months. Jayce pouts again when his lunch will NOT be breastmilk, which the gestating parent intends for their infant. It's just a weird behaviour, real JFG shit. Next you'll be telling me his 'husband' went missing while going out for burgers while he gets sole custody of the kid.

SensualLettuce continues with her Professor Groomer fic. Hot Male Privilege is real, and you can get away with being horny for your students if you happen to look like a beefier Justin Baldoni - with said student looking like a 2007 MySpace Goth. The queercatfan sentence structure reigns supreme, so please pack a drink so you don't choke. 'Assault that beautiful pussy with his mouth' and 'a man truly starved for his student's pussy' are real lines.
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> Jayce felt drained, like his balls after the session he had last night
That's a surefire way to open up this chapter, eh?
> Proceeded
*Preceded
> The bags under his eyes could be sold at the Prada store
So they're cheaply made, foreign pieces of shit? Nice metaphor.
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> ...as nonchalant as possible, with the poise of a man who has nothing to hide
Commas are your friend.
> Imagined something far less wholesome
AkA your dick. Now, is your tip as bright red as a lollipop or are we going with the police baton?
> Creamy skin and eyes that rivaled the sun's shine
*With eyes that rivaled the sun's shine. This makes it seem his skin is so bright it's blinding.
> That sense of dread and lust, or somewhere in between. He doesn't fucking know
Commas are your friend.
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Nothing like a Lolita character, eh? He really was just asking for it.
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> Professional with his star student, like a monk, except with better hair
Maybe if you had better writing this simile would work.
> Growing more and more concerning, enough to have Jayce considering a lobotomy
Please do.
> As if they were in some Hallmark movie and not a 'How to Catch a Predator' episode
At least there is some self-awareness.
> Probably illegal in six states - okay, fifty
What, are you going to bring up the AoC laws in all 50 states, now? Why is a high school teacher in a non-Catholic school called a 'professor'?
> The past weekend had been filled with thoughts of creamy skin
How many times must you obsess over his white skin? Next you'll be reciting the 14 words. These people CANNOT stop talking about how beautiful this white twink is.
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Should be: Local Latino uses black woman as beard to hide his white fetish; black community enraged. Time to stoke those race wars even more.
> That tenseness he had been carrying on his shoulders like a wet blanket
I don't think of tenseness when I think of wet blankets. Wet blankets are heavy and can't be 'snapped' easily. Do you mean a wet towel?
> Pink choker, white plaid skirt that stops at mid-thigh, cinched at the waist, fishnet stockings, hair in two buns
Did he just walk out of a 2007 MySpace profile? None of that is school appropriate, let ALONE a private school. This person would be told to change vs looking like a 'Come Hither' Depeche Mode prostitute.
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> Not the skin
He wants to put that 1488 skin on display. Jayce needs that bloodline BLEACHED back to purity.
> He should be keen to my needs, he bitterly thinks
Always about entitled men and THEIR needs and THEIR wants. Women are fucking DOOMED if this is how they think relationships should be. SensualLettuce is a sentence away from saying women shouldn't withhold sex from their husbands or else they have the right to cheat.
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> Not surprising when it was mostly the female students
> The females
Troons and pooners will tell you that using 'females' is a TERF dogwhistle, yet here we are. We have to make random, faceless teenage girls the enemy for daring to get in the way of a Latino sex pest wanting white pussy.
> It bothered Jayce in ways he didn't want to talk about
First we have Mel, now our boy EKKO gets shit on. What did he do? Are you going to start calling him a nigger, too?
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> He pretends he isn't ogling, like he's not watching his every move
Should've hired me as your beta reader, but then I'd be calling you a nonce every other second.
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> Weighs nothing in his arms
A sack of potatoes would weigh more. This 'lustful' and 'sexy' teenager has the physique of a Japanese POW. This is what these pooners lose their minds over.
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> His hands itched to drag the hem higher, throat going dry at the amount of skin he was seeing
White skin makes brown men go mad, news at 11.
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> He contemplates on that, tries to remind himself this started innocent
You sexted a teen. Don't forget that.
> Now it slowly melts into desire, into something carnal
That's much better, no?
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> He knows he shouldn't, knows that he'll hate himself later for it
Hey remember when you sexted a teenager and your so-called 'sister' laughed at it and said you should do it some more? A real Ghislaine Maxwell.
> A feathery, teasing touch, the sensation behind it heavy
> His skin is so soft, flesh so tender
We just love our white skin, don't we?
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> Jayce will fucking sniff and lick like the dog that he is
Jayviks sure do love writing him like a dog, when he isn't a brute, a Neanderthal or a rapist. Fits the bill. But stop reducing him to his relationships, yeah?
> He finds that nub quick, his touch deepening, finger curling with intention. He doesn't waste any time
See? Much better.
> Trimmed hairs there
No Tarzan pubes? That's rare.
> Assault that beautiful pussy with his mouth
These are real lines, and they aren't written by gooner men. It's feminist, yo.
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> He sits, pretending everything is fine - like he's not one throbbing step away from disaster
Em-dashes are your friends, too.

Heimerdinger comes in and informs them that a robotics competition is underway and that their school will be hosting it. A student will be co-piloting it, and that student is Viktor, giving Jayce more access to him. Viktor eventually leaves the room, but not before this happens:
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> Even this hot and cold game is going to get old eventually
Nothing like making the 16-year-old the 'siren' who pulls a grown man into 'sin'. Asking For It but make it hot.
> Kneeling on the ground, cock tightly stroked in one hand. Nose buried in the cushion where his pretty little cunt had been
> A man truly starved for his student's pussy
Real lines, yo. We're almost on the level of 'his pussy drooled like a dog'. Keep at it, SensualLettuce - I need more lines for 'shit fanficcers say' that people can laugh at for all time. More people need to mock retarded fujos and the shit you write.

Women write M/M way way more than men do. Why...I genuinely don't know.
If you visit the yaoi thread, you'll see varying reasons why, but the biggest one is that women don't want to be sexually objectified, so they project themselves onto the feminine man - the 'woman-lite' - so they can be sexually objectified but be treated as a full human. That, and they admit that female characters make them jealous and feel inadequate.
BTW, do you guys think that on the rare occasion that a gay guy writes a gay fic on AO3, it stands out in style as being different from all the other gay fics on there?
Yeah. Even in published works, one could say, compare Samuel Delany to Maria McCann, who wrote 'As Meat Love Salt'. The former has an 11-year-old literally eat out shit from a man's anus and describe the taste, whereas the latter tried to paint a bisexual rapist (mostly gay) in a good light for 400 pages. If there are gay men on AO3, their style will stand out because they don't bother with flowery language and go for the action. You will see it when comparing bara artists, too: as men are visual creatures, all the men with have large penises and the 'tops' and 'bottoms' are well-hung and muscular. With yaoi, you can see who the stand-in for the woman is.

Oh, and @Troon Whisperer a lot of M/M fics do have F/M and other ships in them, because they're multiship. Even if you filter them out, M/M continues to dominate as fujos are infamously male-centric.
 
Who doesn't love a good vampire romance? Eternal love and the agony of wanting to turn your One True Love into your Forever Love is a struggle very few can deny...until your beloved pulls a line like, "you can suck me down until that pretty little mouth of yours forgets what hunger feels like'. Hot!

Update: when I finished screenshotting this work, it was deleted, and then re-uploaded. It remains the same work.
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You mean 'shirking'? Interesting that these vampires don't turn into dust when exposed to sunlight, but rather become weakened. So long as they don't sparkle, I'm good.
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> Reveal a pair of tiny fangs
Oh I can think of a few things that are tiny, HEYO
> Not without consequences, neither of them is ready to face
This doesn't make sense. 'Not without consequences' stands on its own.
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> Ever mentioned the horniness that came with bloodthirsty hunger
Well, good thing vampires can still feel arousal. In certain cases like Anne Rice's vampires, they don't get erect at all, because they're basically demons.
> His fangs are more prominent
So his fangs can grow based on arousal? Interesting.
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> If Viktor ever did bite and feed from Jayce like his instincts begged him to
You already wrote that.
> Now moving to thread his hands around Viktor's waist
It's not 'his thumbs met in the middle', but it's damn near close. He's just uwu so smol.
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> Still he has to - as much as his cock disagrees
See? An em-dash adds so much drama.
> You can suck me down until that pretty little mouth of yours forgets what hunger even feels like
I told you this was a real line. Never stop with these bangers, pooner fujos.
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> Pale curve of Viktor's neck
We cannot have a proper vampire fic without that pure white skin.
> If Viktor was as soft then, pliant and sweet, as he is now
It has never been lost on me how the trans man is always required to be sweet and demure, while the Latino is always sexually aggressive and dominant. Keeping up with those heteronormative structures, I see.
> He's fully hard, cock flushed and leaking on his stomach
Wanna take a guess how big he is? There's no fucking in this chapter, but you can bet our Hispanic Hog will be utilized to maximum potential in the next one.
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> The peak pebbles tight
'Until the peak pebbles' works just as well.
> Kissing every inch of flushed pale skin
We love our white skin, don't we, folks?
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> Curls at the apex of them
1000 years old and still rocking the Rapunzel pubes, eh?
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> Over soft curls
You just wrote that.
> The first taste is pure salt and musk
So his pussy tastes like a salt lick. Interesting.
> Swollen clit
Yes, the author pivots from this to cock on a dime, how could you tell?
> He licks everywhere he can reach
So he has a dog's tongue.
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> Could die here, actually
Cliché.
> Tease his cock
Clit, you mean.
> Brunette
Nice misgendering. You should use 'brunet'. That's the male term. Comes with the territory of going into things confident while not knowing jack shit. Not much material to go on, but we'll see how the second chapter is like.

Up next are two fics that I skimmed and found just too garbage to post here. The first I'll only post the relevant parts, and the latter I want to highlight how the author randomly capitalizes words she means to stress with the italicize button. The title for the first spoiler is a real line in the fic.
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> Fat ass and juicy lips
And they have no ass, skinny as fuck legs, and basically look like a 2000s pro-ana model. Viktor does pilates in this and still manages to be as thin as a rail.

Also, take a look at how this bitch writes a grown-ass man. You would never know that was a man if you didn't read the tags.

So much useless bullshit goes on, so I will just skip to the meat of the fic. Jayce worries that he's such a perv and tries to 'Pray the Gay' away, and then we get a confrontation:
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Very masc, wearing lace panties with a bow.
> Are you upset that I'm a guy
You aren't a man, because men don't have vaginas.
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> His nipples sat hard in his tiny breasts
> What, you don't like them?
Hard to like something that doesn't exist. You're flatter than a Walmart pancake.
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> My thing
Yeah, you can tell an autistic female wrote this. A man will just say his cock is too big and brag about it.
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Wanna guess how big he is?
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That's right! He's 26 cm! If you thought 26 inches, you are forgiven, because the author only clarifies that later in the fic. This means he's bigger than the Jayce in 'mango loco' who shouted GET PREGNANT GET PREGNANT
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> Both hands trying to fit the whole thing, but they barely covered half of it
These pooners love making Jayce have the biggest dick imaginable, larger even than those in porn, and don't think that shit looks retarded out of their porn-addled brains. There's a time and place for big dicks and Jayce is NOT Trundel or a fucking cave troll.
> All of a sudden he fit every inch into his mouth
So he shoved 13 inches in his mouth and Jayce didn't howl in pain because his dick got bent. Even people in SFM don't do this.
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> His hand still covered its top
?? You mean the base? I'm still here wondering how that dick is bending while it's going down his throat.
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> Pulsating firmly against Viktor's throat
Still wondering how you fit 13 inches in there.
> Bursted inside Viktor's mouth
*Burst inside his mouth
> A vigorous load that almost made him choke
So along with having no refractory period, he comes like a horse. Also, do you mean, 'voluminous' load?
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> Ew why does my brain think like that?
Very, very fucking masc. I can tell you are 100% a man just by the way you write, girl.
> He then feasted on full force
This isn't English.
> I ah waited weeks for ngh this
Are you having a stroke?
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> Pearly gates of heaven
She means it literally.
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What dynamic sex talk. It doesn't read like shitty porn at all.
> His pussy was fully shaved except for a line above his slit
HE'S GOT A HITLER STACHE JOB? HOLY SHIT
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> He needed something bigger
And how does the author describe this 'bigger' thing?
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More tortuous than Abu-Ghraib, eh?
> He goes in no problem, and Viktor takes all of him
He must have a pocket dimension in that pussy.
> He pushes out more and more fluid
This makes me think he's fucking a waterbed.
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> Viktor was stretched to the limit, and he knew that if he wasn't such a slut, he would never be able to take something this inhumane
*Inhuman. Yes, there are porn stars who can take toys that big. Practice makes perfect. But this is just fucking ridiculous. You're giving a Latino man a horse-sized dick because that's all you see him as. At least you can be a little more creative.
> The bulge on his belly was enormous, stretching all of his skin
So it's a fire extinguisher cock.
> His cock shape could be seen almost entirely through his stomach
Maybe if H.R. Geiger drew this, he'd get a larger fanbase among pooners.
> Honestly, hitting every single place
I'm surprised he isn't dragged out his uterus at this point. Shit's a skewer.
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> His hands were sweet but his dick wasn't
Told you this was a real line
> Obliterating his way through, splitting him apart after every lunge
I'm surprised he literally isn't being torn in half. Being trans apparently gives you a Flexseal/Gorilla Glue pussy, where no matter the size of the dick, it stays in one piece.
> Each thrust felt like being forced open by a metal bar
Ouch.
> An earth-shattering squirt, expelling Jayce's cock from his now gaped hole
Along with Jayce having a horse cock, Viktor squirts like a fire hose and is able to push out a 13-inch penis no problem. On top of the exaggerated proportions, it is difficult to not laugh at this. The shitty writing, the shittier dialogue, the Latino man who has no personality other than being a big-dicked retard, it's all there. Unfortunately, because these fujos tend to be on the lower end of the IQ spectrum, they're never going to have anything to say other than collective drooling. If I were to read a book with these lines in it, I would put it on blast - as Booktok does - for sounding so laughably retarded. Fanfiction doesn't excuse you from this.

Having normal men get enormous penises doesn't make it hot. Save that shit for Dark Souls knights - they are actually eight or nine feet tall, and need proportional genitalia. I should not be seeing a 6'2 man have a dick that should belong on The Nameless King or Radahn.
The second fic is unavailable to non AO3 users, but for once, I'll include it as a download for a quick read. It is only 4k words, but the way it is spaced makes it appear double the length. It is entirely based on a seahorse pregnancy, and even features a citation on gender diverse 'people' getting pregnant.
I will not bore you with the particulars of this fic, because all it is is the classic, 'I thought I was sterile, now I'm pregnant with a miracle and it'll upend our lives' trope. The author has now idea what the bold or italicize options are on her word document. She is also unaware that a diet of exclusively rabbit is going to lead to a wonderful thing called 'protein poisoning'.
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These random capitalizations are meant to add emphasis, but it just ends up looking and sounding incredibly autistic. What do YOU mean when YOU capitalize WORDS like this ONE?
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> Squirrel stew and rabbit kebab
You can say hello to protein poisoning from all that rabbit.
> New Things I Love About Viktor (Wilderness Survival Edition)
You're in the wilderness and yet cannot make weapons to hunt big game? Losers.
> QUITE intimate
Enough.
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> His mouth folds into a familiar little M
This isn't an anime. You try doing that and you'll look like Steve Tyler.
> The decades of bravery it took and countless injections
Yes, you're so brave by...getting pregnant using your female genitalia. So, so brave there, lil bro.
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> Male patient
Males don't get pregnant, you retard. Females do. Identity doesn't erase biological sex - which you'll admit exists in your Omegaverse fics.

I should also mention that these are geniuses, and they don't know what ah OB/GYN is. Jayce has never heard of an obstetrician. Something tells me this author hasn't, either.
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> That little bluster of cells
*Cluster of cells
> It would be completely unfair to pressure him into enduring a deeply dysphoric and painful ordeal
And yet you had heterosexual sex, and this was the result of that. He wasn't that dysphoric if he kept getting backshots from that dick going into his 'hole'.
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> Months of squirrel stew
He's still skinny because he's probably shitting it all out from the protein poisoning you're giving him. There's an entire term for it: Rabbit starvation. Rabbit is a very lean meat and was historically saved for fancy dishes only - it doesn't have the fat or carbs seen in deer, moose, bear, or domesticated animals.
> Mkay, new rule
NEW RULE, OKAY
> Especially from unlicensed hags
You didn't even know what an OB/GYN is. Why are you calling random women hags?
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> Having a child is dangerous
> Has the child anyways because it's essential to his character development
> He does nothing else aside from walk around barefoot and pregnant
And there we have the classic, 'I thought myself infertile. Here is a litter of kids' trope.
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He refuses to read medical textbooks because, get this, he doesn't want to be reminded that he is female. Yes, genius: you ARE a sum of your FEMALE BIOLOGY, because you got fucking pregnant in the first place. I am so sick of this moral lecturing from people who get triggered at anatomy books. No, you do not get to insist that you are a 'man' who 'made a man of himself' when your 'feminine' parts got you pregnant to begin with. You had penis in vagina sex, got impregnated, and gave birth like the rest of your female sex class. If that offends you so much, find a ceiling rafter and a chair.
> Learning children from wombs like Viktor's are often smaller and weaker, and often it is safer to cut them out
...no? Unless there's a breached birth you don't need a C-section. Repeat C-sections are not good.

Viktor eventually gives birth - thanks to midwives, all female, because we know what women are when we need their labour - and names the child Ciela, because we also know what sex neonates are. There is no discussion of dysphoria or gender identity there. That's only for 3-year-olds.

This originally started as a tweet thread, and I wonder if that's the reason the italicize and bold buttons weren't used, because you only get access to those if you pay for Twitter. Someone has never told this author not to randomly capitalize words - and as it so happens, it's a feature in all of her fics. Here's another example. Her VikJayce pairings have them both male, but she saved Arcane Viktor as the sole trans man. I wonder why that is.

BSWaves continues with her grooming fic. Dmitri the Doodle appears as a plot device, because we need that white boy to get his shit pushed in for getting in the way.
As expected, Dmitri the Doodle is the stand-in boyfriend for our pregnant pooner. However, as much as the author wants to make him the villain, he is an absolute sweetheart. He finds Viktor in the bathroom, having a good ole manly cry, and gives him Zofran, an anti-emetic so he won't keep vomiting. He had some leftover from his sister's pregnancy, and discovers that Viktor is pregnant too from his mood swings and his constant vomiting. He asks who the father is, and Viktor dodges the question. He says it isn't 'someone he'd know' and that the man is 'older than them'. Dmitri is unaware that the man is 35-years-old.

Dmitri then decides to pull the pro-life card and says the 'baby could cure cancer' and tells Viktor not to abort, because it's 'wrong to kill it'. Viktor snaps that it isn't his choice and that he is proceeding with the termination because his body is not prepared for pregnancy (he should have planned for that beforehand if he decided to be sexually active). Dmitri relents, and offers him his sister's number if he wants help, and his own if he's into 'older guys'. Dmitri is 18, and Viktor 16. The age gap there, at least, is not big enough to raise eyebrows.

Later, Dmitri gives Viktor the phone number to his aunt, for 'additional options'. Viktor laments how Dmitri isn't the father.
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I am BEGGING for these authors, who insist that trans men are men, LEARN HOW TEENAGE BOYS TALK. This is how a teenage GIRL talks. Who fucking knew this was turning into a darker version of 'Juno'?
> You're gonna break
Since when do these people consider health implications? Get that fucking trans teen pregnant!

Jayce eventually picks Viktor up from school and takes him to a pizza place. Weird things begin to unfold, but since our FTM is too addicted to dick, no alarm bells are raised.
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If you said that, then the cops are going to get called. You're already in love with your abuser, and he can use the 'but they'll take me away form you!' argument. You're already up Shit's Creek without a paddle.
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> The only one who has cameras in the house is me
Oh, great. He's a real Jeffrey Epstein. It's OK though because he's sexier.
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The funny thing about that statement is that MEN say it to WOMEN. They don't say it to other men. BSwaves should learn that before insisting that her 'trans experience' makes her a man. There's nothing more irritating than when a man says that, because it implies women are bitchy. If they say it to a man, they'd be called a faggot, end of story.
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Viktor huffs twice in being carried around like a bride, because he's just uwu so smol.
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I'm glad we remembered Viktor is disabled. I almost couldn't tell over the fact that his bodily autonomy is thrown aside by people who insist they have no bodily autonomy.
> Viktor swallows at the sight of it, knowing it's about to be in his mouth
You know how big Jayce is. You had sex with him twice already. Remember that this author thinks a normal, average sized penis - 5 inches - is 'too small' whereas Mr. 12'' Big here is 'phenomenal'. Unlike the prior fic, Viktor has a few difficulties giving him oral sex.
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> The whole process is weird, but Jayce is enjoying himself
You know it's a groomer because the man doesn't give a damn about the woman's pleasure, but his own. He later admits he's choked more than one person with it.
> It's pretty hot, actually
For you.
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> You're gonna make me throw up
> He has no qualms gagging him, each one feels worse than the last
> His body screams that he is going to vomit
> He ends up vomiting a bit on Jayce's lap
Yeah, that's what happens when you actively try to choke your partner. It's just sadism.
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> Throws up on that 12'' dick
> Jayce says it's the hottest thing he's ever seen
> Claims that most of the people he sleeps with likes it when he chokes them
Yeah, something tells me that's your narcissism talking. Most women don't like getting choked. The only ones who would would be size queen gay men, but they're not the types to be pushed around. They wouldn't tolerate this kind of grooming.
> Can I do it again
Yes, choke the teenager on your big cock while it stews in vomit like a fucked up Kitchen Nightmares episode. Make this predatory Latino look even worse.

As for whether his girlfriend will ever find out...that depends on whether the author wants to include her or not. Fujos are natural misogynists, so if she does appear, guaranteed she'll be Psycho Bitch Numero Uno.

Ah, fiveblessings. You always have a treat for me, don't you? She's decided to write a stalking fic with some very masc attributes like baking cookies and sending them as gifts...and some consensual non-consent. You can 100% tell the difference between males and females just by how they stalk people, and fiveblessings is no exception. 'His cunt was positively hungry' is a real line.
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> Whether his disability is congenital like his
Nothing like a disability totem pole. FB later forgets Viktor has a disability as he expresses the desire to be 'folded in half' as if he doesn't have bolts in his spine.
> A modern Adonis made just for him
It's very common for these pooner fujos to write their Dream Man as the most masculine man possible: big muscles, dark hair, tanned skin (never dark brown or black, ew, we like our covenants white here), big dicks, and big money. Usually the Adonis trope is meant for exaggeration, but for them, they mean it literally. Anything to highlight the big, masculine top, and the tiny, feminine bottom.
> The things he'd do to feel the coarse hairs of his happy trail or maybe against his cheek while he worships his cock with his tongue
As you can imagine, Jayce is well-endowed. FB loves writing him as huge and Viktor as tiny - IF she even writes him as a man.
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Very masc, having the trans man SEND BAKED GOODS to the person they are stalking. You can even get male-pattern stalking down right😭 Imagine opening the door and there's a plate of sugar cookies and tea like you're Santa. It'd be howling in laughter.
> Sneak in and snap a few photos once he's sufficiently red-faced and sweaty
And you didn't get caught? Most gyms have a no-camera policy. If he has a big online presence, you can just watch his videos.
> The scent of Jayce's perspiration should add a little realism to his masturbatory fantasies
> Imagining it's Jayce's armpit
Yes, huff that Latino sweat. Be reminded of your place, chicken wing white boi.
> A testament to how unobservant, or just plain rude, his fellow commuters are
He says while masturbating on public transit. He's luckily he's not in a black area because they'd start beating on him.
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> How strong and thick Jayce's thighs are compared to his
FB loves highlighting the sex differences between these two; there's never a time when she has shut up about it.
> Ease and confidence of his posture
Did you forget he was disabled, too, or we were so charmed by Modern Adonis here that we just forgot about it?
> Miasma of sweat and diesel
FB should learn what 'miasma' means because it doesn't mean a nice scent. It means a 'noxious fume.' She basically just wrote Jayce stinking like a burning oil well.
> He's hesitant not to make too much sound and get caught
Watch his pussy be turned up max 100 once he gets home.
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> He's framing his opening in a V
There's that porn spread.
> Jayce would be strong enough to pry them apart
Honey, TWEEZERS would be strong enough to pry you apart, because your limbs and body are as thin as KFC chicken wings. Don't fool yourself.
> Dripping down into the seat of his pants
Imagine you're a user of public transit, and you have no idea some pooner masturbated in the chair you're sitting on. Suddenly, a miasma of sweat, hormones, and something that smells like foul onions reaches your nose. You find something wet hitting your trousers. You look down. There's a wet stain there. It doesn't smell like urine, or something from a homeless person. It's the smell of a pooner who decided to rub one out to her Modern Adonis, the man she decided to stalk with plates of cookies. You could laugh at the entire drama, but for now, the utter stink of it makes you want to vomit. 'New York', you think. "Niggers are more civilized."
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> His cunt was positively hungry
Never stop with these ridiculous, belly-bursting, 'too shit to be real' lines, ladies. I'll use them to teach others.
> He knows a stranger has been using him as masturbatory fodder on a public train
The twist? Jayce knows, and he's turned on by it.
> Making Viktor's fingers brush maddeningly against his cock
Now I want to see how big Jayce is, so we can compare and contrast.
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> Has bulk and determination on his side
Because he's male. Males are bigger than females - shocker.
> Trapping him with just one limb
I bet he could be Lanky Kong if he decided to cosplay.
> How long had Jayce known Viktor was spying on him
> He knows he's been watching
You answered your own question.
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> Trapped there by an iron bar of muscle
Mm yes, there's your Modern Adonis. Your Latino sexy man, all sweaty and stinky and smelling of gasoline.
> Wave of shame comes flooding back
Since when do pooners have shame?
> Images of Jayce folding his legs in half, slipping the cock that Viktor's mind has had to fabricate into his waiting cunt
I'm glad you can imagine your disability disappearing, because you cannot bent his right leg in half. A lot of fanficcers have him bending like a silly straw when he isn't physically capable of that. Ableism for thee but not for me.
> He should be fighting to get out of Jayce's hold
He can't. He's a 5'0, 100 lb pooner against a 6'2 200 lb man. You are getting thrown.
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> His body forming an impenetrable fortress
Yes, FB, keep stressing who the REAL man is. I couldn't tell beforehand.
> He must feel how much slick has been spread over Viktor's fingers
I feel bad for the other passengers. They'll be touching that shit.
> It might've been a sob that ended up spilling at the word stalking
...that's literally what it is. You wanted to get him with COOKIES.
> Viktor's cock, with the pressure only a foreign hand could manage
'Brown hands typed this' but literally. 'Brown hands' instead of 'foreign hands' would be giving it away.
> This was what he'd wanted
> Extended fantasies
You know it's a safe, clean public transit because they'd otherwise be hearing rap music and black baby mommas yelling about child support on their phones.
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> His swollen clit
I thought it was a cock?
> He thinks he can hear the wet sounds of Jayce's fingers pumping inside of him
Over the sounds of the train? Damn, that pussy be LOUD
> How mortifying it would be to have the sound of his cunt drooling around his assailant's fingers become public knowledge?
You'd probably get a citation, if not being filmed and lambasted on TikTok for how loud that pussy is being. I don't get why these authors keep writing the vagina as 'drooling', but they need to stop. It's retarded.
> You're a pretty little thing
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> His brain doesn't have the slightest clue how to unpack it
Because it's a bimbo brain, get it? He's just too horny for logic.

Of course Viktor is an anal virgin. Of course if the 'cis man' decides he wants to pop that anal cherry, he will, because our lil dood here is physically incapable of shoving Mr. Indian-In-Spirit over here.
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> Bat at Jayce's bulk behind him
> It does nothing
You probably get bullied by hummingbirds, you're so weak.
> Anticipatory pressure breaking as his width stretches him apart
True to form, the Latino man has a big, whopping cock that makes that pussy clench, vibrate, flutter and drool like it's a Kitchenaid mixer.
> You're a natural, I wonder how many people you've let fuck this tight little hole
He already asked that. And, spoiler, the twist is that this is all a roleplay; they are fucking in front of unconsenting people to rub it in their faces. The audacity.
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> I wanna know how well-used you are
About as used as a McDonald's ice cream machine. Does that help? And he already asked that.
> He wants to spin around and push Jayce off of him
He can't. He's literally so tiny he can't do that.
> So he can see the full magnificence of Jayce's cock
She wrote him taking it out to masturbate, had him shoving it back in, and then back out to masturbate again.
> Heavy balls
He sure has them because he nearly got caught. Going by the way esophagus is spelled, FB is from the Yookay. If this is on British public transit, ain't go way they are going to be private because every single Indian and Pakistani in the area is going to be watching them AND want easy pussy themselves. Imagine that the greatest unbelievability of your work is...peaceful, quiet transit. In the UK.
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> Hope you're not thinking of letting him fuck you next
If he's a Paki, guaranteed he won't be getting anywhere near that. Unless he's wearing a schoolgirl costume.
> Will every commute from this point forth be characterized by slipping his pants to his thighs?
Keep doing that. One day, Akshit and his buddies will get the wrong message and the wrong brown skin will be colonizing that pussy. Your dreams of getting gangbanged won't be fun when the wrong type of men do it.
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> The shame of letting himself be fucked
He never had any shame, especially since he was masturbating on public transit. That requires a lot of audacity to do that.
> Whose body he's fucking into like a toy
Always a toy, fleshlight, child or tradwife...funny how that works.
> His seed filling him to the brim, so much of it it'd leak out of his used hole
> So virile, he'd probably get knocked up on the first try
Nothing like a fertile man who comes like a horse, eh? In real life, they only produce a teaspoon. Sorry, FB, you aren't getting your spicy, sexy Latino with bucket loads of cum - you will just get a shrimp-dicked Pakistani. Enjoy!
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> He didn't get to experience the sight of it
Well, yeah. It was inside you.
> Thick length and ruddy head
> It's a marvel he managed to fit the whole thing inside him
Of course it's the Coke can dick. That is a staple of fics like these, and FB's in particular. The cis man has a dick other men can only dream of; the 'bottom', aka the woman, happens to have a pocket dimension vagina.

Predictably, this was all planned: just some hubbies going to town like the Teletubbies. Men masturbating on public transit isn't new; hell, people get set ON FIRE on New York transit. The most unrealistic thing about this, again, is the fact no other brown hands were filming wanting to get a piece. That is the Yookay experience. Good luck telling other 'foreign hands' that you're a man when you're pissing yourself everywhere and the stench draws them in like the Ganges river.
 
When did menstruation become a kink that fanfic writers specifically write about? One example is this RWBY fanfic that also has Scat:

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[Pllithhh- rguwrwuruwgurrgugrurugburgrubugtutgugushsguhrtsurtusrrtsughrggurggrursturstsrt- ]

May held her stomach tightly, diarrhea launching from her ass. Her anus ached as muck flooded the water she sat over. She hardly needed to push to get it to move, but she wanted it out ASAP. Her fluid stool bubbled as it crashed into the bowl. Her heart sank with fear, thinking about how much water her stomach was evacuating. The scents of mulch and sulfur in her shit pulled forth her gag reflex like it was on a leash.

[ -thuhhhuruqguwurgurugwurwufurfragrfgrgagrgrfabrubburb urbbtrubbruobobtbrlorullbot brolrlutolubrbpopvvouvffofurrpluopvhoughtuortgouhttrt- ]

Squeezing her gold eyes shut, the Huntress pushed out all of her liquid mess. She felt a sharp movement down her spine, sucking up the venomous gas through her teeth. Upon pushing, pain shot up her rectum. It was impossible to do her business around this time without random, alarming snipes of agony.

She took a few deep, grossed-out breaths before giving the turtlehead just a nudge. The long, thin loads snaked out and hit the cloudy drain below.

[Kthihhirrrppp! Pgglooipptk! Fffllilllrrtttt- PLOOINK!! Throtoorhhroplroprloprltolptlroppptt- ]

[ Tgithghigitgittggtihggiftggitidgifgisitgisfigistsftsighistsggiggsgtisggshtifsggistfigthsfigsgtisigfggishiigshgsirgishgsirsighisrgsihigzighzghizhigzghizhhhlll!! Dink! Donk]

May’s cold dick peaked out of her tightened skin and pissed. She panted and panted, her pulsating colon squishing her bloated, sensitive bladder. She coughed up a moan as her shit thickened throughout the ride down the chute. Her soft shaft drained at the front of the bowl, just above the filth and water. Her length’s head dripped with the last of her urine. Leaning forward, what was left in her gut fell out quickly in irregular shapes.

[ Tgrugbubburbutbbutb- wrurtulputlprguhtgulutpltpghugtltuplguthuhlrlltultpltplurppp! Pppipplillilllzlluzllzurrrzurrrzuruzturzutuzrtzrruzrrtururttttt!! ]

May farted wetly, her winds cascading out with loose trails of mucus. She harshly gathered her TP and gently pinched her cock’s head with it. She aggressively wiped her balls and ass, the slipperiness of her crack making immediate cleanliness difficult. After the flush, which May didn’t dare to look back at, she pulled herself up to the small vanity the Huntresses all shared. Were the lights always this purple and green? she thought, sloppy washing her hands. She scrubbed until the soap’s smells muffled that of her stool.

May wobbled out of the bathroom. She spent so long shitting her guts out she forgot what rooms outside the bathroom looked like. Her vision looked like an oil spill, the water throughout her body spread thin. Her slender arms swung from side to side as if she couldn’t pick them up. She headed to the couches where Joanna and Fiona were already resting for their cramps. Joanna was curled up, turned away from the room, presumably asleep. Fiona laid her head on Joanna’s thigh, looking through her Scroll, holding her belly.

Fiona perked up her head. “How’re you feeling, May?”

“Fiona, just… not right now.” May put a hand on the couch to balance herself and then fell forward. She tucked in her legs and then pulled a blanket over herself. She bundled up within the blanket a bit more to keep warm, even if all her pumping blood kept her sweaty. Her breath sounded stressed, like something was still sitting in her gut.

Fiona turned around and gave May’s ankle a few consoling pats. She looked back at her Scroll.

[Mmmmuuurrr bbboooouuuuuuuuurrrrrpppp! ]

Fiona covered her mouth and pushed out a large burp. Having four stomachs, the bloat she developed tended to rise and escape her mouth. Fiona couldn't “menstruate,” Faunus like her experienced estrus, but if her human-ish hormones knew one thing, it was that her gut and ovaries had to go through it together. Hanging out with the other Huntresses for so long meant that today would be a bad tummy day for everyone involved.

Robyn, who had been standing by the couch since May first had to go, pulled the door open for her shift.

“Goddamn, May,” Robyn teased, her eyes starting to nip. “Really left your mark in here.” The bathroom light went back on, and the door clicked shut.

[ Pppippipsiss sshhihhwwiwwiwlguglulgugggulluguglssisssiihhhhhh- ]

[Bllwrwubuo pruowbuobuolrowblwoubuoproubporowubpwupbuowwugowgouwowruogwgwg… ]

[Mmumurbbburllggrrooooowwwllullulluguggguggg]

One of Fiona’s stomachs made a long blurbling noise and Joanna’s responded. At least being surrounded by rumbling bellies covered the sound of Robyn pissing. Joanna’s faint breath came from her side of the couch, followed by May's: deeper and shakier as the blue-haired Huntress laid curled up for extra warmth.

Robyn’s pissing stopped. She took her time in there. Fiona focused deeper on her Scroll in case she had to hear more of her team leader in the bathroom. The apartment was otherwise quiet. The bright sun bleeding through the shutters created a still, patient atmosphere. The rumble of the air conditioning put Fiona in a sleepy trance, hardly able to keep her eyes open.

[Pwwwvurbrruo buorwbwbbuobbrbbruobrbwuowrbubruobtrrtbrt ]

[Ppppptititttttvvvvuuuuuuuurrrrururrurttttttt!]

May farted and then so did Joanna. May had some bubbles to her sound and Joanna’s was more tonally consistent. Fiona could smell a little bit from both their blankets: May’s was tangier and Joanna’s was more muted, like mildew. Fiona was closer to Joanna’s ass than May’s but she thought it’d be weird to just stretch over and check.

A long flush came from the room before her. The gushing sound of running water came after. Fiona gave Joanna’s tummy some supportive rubs.

The bathroom door opened again. Robyn walked out, her shiny hair drooping low and her shoulders slack. A smell emerged with her, the fragrant fruit of her labor. It spread throughout the room, back and then some. It felt like getting lost in a sewer system—too lost. The acidic shittiness of it all made Fiona feel genuinely sick.

“Robyn, that really stinks.”

“Can't help it if I’m basically shedding skin from the inside out.”

“You say that, Ms. Lie Detector, and then eat those cookies I was saving for all of us, and then turn it into a fat log for all of us to smell.”

“You didn’t tell me what you were gonna do with them. You didn’t even take care of the laundry like I asked,” argued Robyn, arms crossed.

“I was catching up on sleep. Heat is awful for my sleep,” Fiona complained.

“And just disregard the schedule? Isn’t that your job!?”

“Well, as team leader, you-”

“Guys, no fighting… please…” Joanna spoke, raising her head before it fell back down.

Robyn took in a breath and let it out, shoulders sagging and face flushed.

"I'm sorry. I just… we’ve all been feeling so sluggish, and I don't know what to do and I've always known what to do, and by not knowing I feel like I'm at a dead end and I can't turn around."

Fiona's ears folded back and she took a step forward, putting a comforting hand on Robyn's cheek. She took her hand and held it, closing her eyes

"It's okay, Rob. You don't always need the answers. We'll... we'll figure something out! We're not going anywhere, so we have time, alright?"

Robyn sat back down between Joanna and May, slumping down and laying her head back. Joanna put her feet on Robyn’s cushy thigh and May tucked her legs in further. Fiona crawled onto Robyn’s lap and wrapped her lithe arms around her stocky middle. Fiona’s head fell against Robyn’s bosom, listening to her heartbeat.

[Guuuuuurrppp! Guuuuuooooouuuuurrrrpppppttt]

[Uuuuugullugulr gulrulgulGRULLUGULRglrglgllgrlgrg ]

Fiona could hear Robyn’s upset stomach from her chest. Even the Happy Huntress’ founder and leader was still loaded with wind. Fiona and Robyn had some call-and-response between their tummies until Fiona started to shift in her seat.

[Pwwiwwififfiffi vvivvivivvrurrrrussusssshhhihhiggigig tittititttttttt!]

Fiona pushed out a hefty fart, her smell quickly filling up the couch. Robyn’s brand still lingered, but now had overtones of the moist stench of a barn. Joanna groaned and May stuck her nose deeper into her blanket. Robyn sat up and coughed into her arm.

“And you say I'm the one leaving you guys with a smell,” said Robyn.

Fiona laughed, then closed her eyes, resting on Robyn’s chest for the rest of the day.

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