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Hey there cuties! A while back I wanted to think of something to do for higher-level backers on Patreon that wasn't just more of the same stuff  I've already been doing. At the same time, I felt like a lot of my writing was becoming much longer stories, which was becoming a barrier to new readers. So, to that end, I wanted to write a few shorter stories with a wider variety of subjects. 

So, short snippets! Today I'll be posting "The Beautiful Genius-Level Girl Is Secretly A Masochistic Cum-Chugger!" a free backer commission for DenimGiant. It was pretty great to write about one of my favourite smut settings, High School of the Dead, and one of my favourite canon girls, Saya Takagi. My main point of reference for this short was Shouji Satou dojins, so it's recommended you enter into it with a large amount of levity.

I've also written another short I'm releasing this update called "Widowmaker's Foot Pump." It's Overwatch-themed! However, due to the fetishistic nature of this content I won't be sending it out to everyone: when you receive your message with the link to the HSotD story, just reply with "widowmaker pls!", or something along those lines, and I'll forward it along to the e-mails of the interested parties.

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Shizuka let out a coy giggle. The moonlight, pouring in through the window clearly lit up Saya's face and that veined member, but Shizuka remained lurking in the darkness, a charming grin half-hidden by flowing blonde tresses. The wicked semen-slave pressed firmly into Saya from behind, goading the schoolgirl back towards the shaft. With nowhere to slip away to, Saya rotated her eyes upwards and met that naughty male's rude gaze.

Kohta Hirano. The unattractive, stunted, pot-bellied boy that Saya was going to be trained on until he was satisfied. Behind his glasses, the boy’s eyes were glimmering with held-back laughter, smiling very cheekily at woman and girl.

"Wh-What are you waiting for?" barked Saya, pointy anime-fang flashing. "Stick it in already! Stupid ass!"

Saya kept her hands on the floor as they'd instructed her, right between her spread knees. But the urge to just reach up and double-fist the angry-looking rod into her mouth was growing too strong to easily ignore. "Don’t you know how to face-fuck girls? Are you trying to piss me off?