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Farting For Profit
The following includes F/M, pain, and prostitution. The man sitting in the BMW was a complete mystery to me. I didn't know who or what he might be—and I found that incredibly exciting. His name was Greyson Vail, but that could just be an alias. No one on these fart fetish matching apps use their own name. He had paid for me to fart on him. It was a rather odd occupation, one as an eproctophiliac sex worker, but it wasn't unheard of. In fact, most of my clients were men like him: straight guys into farts. They were called "flatulist" by some people because they liked having women fart on them. My job involved meeting up with them at a prearranged place where we would have dinner together before going somewhere more private to make out and fool around (if you can call being pinned down against a couch while getting your face covered in ass gas fooling around). The flatulists usually wanted me to do all sorts of things related to fart fetishism; fart noises, smells, and even anal play
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Dots to Dalmatian - A Dog TF Story
Courtney was a soon to be high school graduate excited for this years prom. It was her final year so she wanted to make sure to be the spotlight of everyone at the dance. She had originally planned on bringing a date along with her but decided that would lower her chances of winning the title of prom queen this year. After making sure her dress and makeup were all ready and prepared for the big day tomorrow, she went into her bed and fell asleep excited for the prom. The next morning the alarm made Courtney jolt up in surprise. She quickly got dressed then sprinted towards her car ready to go to school. The day seemed to drag on for longer than usual, Courtney obviously couldn’t wait much longer for tonight. Eventually the evening came around and she had to get into her special dress and apply her makeup before leaving. Courtney was about to head out again before realising she did not use any perfume. Then her face suddenly grew to a face of joy as she remembered the bottle her mother
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Yesterday
I miss being ten. I miss freedom. I miss peace of mind. I don't miss ignorance, But I miss naivety. A lot. I miss being able to go where I want. I miss seeing friends on a regular basis. I miss having a regular sleep schedule. I miss not waking up early. I miss having time for the simple joys Of finding a frog under a leaf, And eating a wild blackberry Warmed by the sun, And laying in soft grass on a breezy day And watching the clouds overhead. I miss not caring what time it is. I miss not being afraid all the time Because in another few minutes I have to get into a car and drive it to work And hope that I don't hit anyone on the way Or that it breaks down on me halfway there. I miss when my back and my legs didn't hurt all the time. I miss loving what I do And enjoying meeting strangers for the first time. I miss liking people. I miss resting. I miss being still. I miss sitting quietly on a rainy day Reading a book by the window. I miss going swimming In a comfortable swimsuit. I miss
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Poem no. 1112. Written in 3 minutes 56 seconds exact. I did this as a personal challenge to see if I could come up with a short poem in less than 5 minutes, which had a story to it. Inspired by school trips from my past where the teachers would go off for their lunch and let us play. Though if it rained or we went out of sight; their meal was postponed.
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