Some quick updates: Work on the game has begun! I'll be keeping up the polls until I do my big website update, which is rapidly approaching. After that, I'll throw up a few more to see what kinds of content everyone would like to see first. Since it's going to be Choose-Your-Own-Adventure style, I can include a bit more variety in the content, as everyone can simply avoid what they don't dig.

Also coming up with the site update - Series reform. Some standalone tales are being turned into their own series (Like this week's entry!) and some series are being finished up, or dismantled. More on this soon.

Lastly, but definitely not least important, I want to say thank you again to all of my readers. Whether you've just read one, or you've read them all, you've helped to make my dream of being a writer a reality. I'm eternally grateful, and I hope I can continue to provide stories and content that'll keep you reading for years to come. Cheers!
New story available: Billionaire Breakdown!

Meredith Dawson is an unstoppable force in the business world. With limitless ambition and equally unending funding, she's managed to steamroll through many of the city's most powerful and elite. Her plans are halted, however, by the mysterious Mr. Hale, who's cheap, trashy neighborhood sits in the center of what would otherwise be Meredith's prime territory. Despite numerous attempts to buy him out, the billionaire's only chance to get her hands on the property comes when Hale gives her an offer she can't refuse: One weekend in one of Hale's houses, and if she doesn't like the place, he'll give her everything. What begins as a simple trial of patience becomes a battle to hold on to her inhibitions and her rapidly decaying standards, leaving Meredith to wonder why she'd ever want to leave...

This is the sequel to Trust Fund to Trashy, which is now its own series!

"Trust Fund to Trashy, where high society gets down and dirty. Featuring women going from ivory towers to trailer parks, this series focuses on turning rich, prudish girls into cheap, raunchy sluts."

(Heavy focus on degradation and humiliation, as well as a hefty dose of moral decay and mindless nymphomania. Sometimes a bit heartless, but definitely hot. Enjoy!)

Excerpt

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Meredith stood in the center of the cul-de-sac, peeling off her sweat-soaked clothes to reveal a ratty red thong and neon green pasties over her nipples. The whole neighborhood watched as she gyrated her hips to the beat of an unknown tune, and she basked in their gaze. Smiling at each of them, she let her dance grow less and less restrained by the minute.

Her hands roamed over her sleek, athletic frame, giving extra attention to her small, firm breasts. The crowd hooted and hollered at her as she peeled off the pasties and began tugging at her pink nipples, and her eyes fluttered in uninhibited pleasure at the touch and attention. All around her, the neighbors were getting more and more into the dance as well, until their own displays were just as lewd as her’s.

She watched in unmasked envy as the two young girls made out on their porch, her heart beating in time with their wide, bucking hips. Meredith practically began to drool when one of the girls dropped down behind the other, dragging her friend’s panties down with her. The young billionaire could feel her pussy throbbing along with every clumsy, messy lick.

A masculine grunt caused her attention to shift, and she caught sight of  the same shirtless, dirty man she’d seen before. Now though, instead of disgust, she felt nothing but aching need as she let his bare, muscular body soak into her mind. Her heart skipped a beat, and her sex twitched when her eyes drifted downward. He certainly wasn’t scratching himself this time, and she openly moaned as she watched the man’s hand pumping up and down on his thick, hard cock.

She felt herself bend over, pushing her ass out like a bitch in heat. Reaching back, she spread the thick, round cheeks of her ass and wiggled her hips invitingly, while all of the neighbors cheered her on. The thin strap of her cheap little thong rubbed between the swollen lips of her sex as she moved, causing her to cry out loudly. All the while, her pussy dribbled down her soft thighs and down onto her shiny plastic pumps.

Yet, despite her eager presentation, no one took her up on her offer. All around her were similar displays of needy flesh and blatant sexuality. As irresistible as they all were to watch Meredith wanted more. She wanted to be touched, used and debased. She wanted them to fuck her right there on the sidewalk, and leave her dripping, dirty, and waiting for the next in line.

“Please… fuck me! Any of you… all of you! Fuck me like a cheap whore! Fuck me!”

As she shouted out the words, she dropped down to her hands and knees on the rough, filthy concrete. Her tits hung down below her, bloated and massive. Her nipples pointed out below them, nearly dragging on the ground as she continued to rock her body. Drool spilled from her open lips as she begged, leaving her gaudy pink lipstick glistening with lube.

“Fuck me… Fuck me… Fuck me…”

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Enjoy!

 


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