1. Written on July 15th, 2009__________patreon. Cheers.
There was a woman who lived in the woods. She was tired of her treatment by the men of the town, and wished to be left alone. But that evening a man of some standing came to her house to have his usual way with her.
He lay down on her bed as if it was his own and orderer her to join him. She looked down at at the man and said, “Just this once, I want to see what you see when you leer at me.” And she plucked out her eyes and placed them over his own. But he turned away in shame and would not look at her again.
“And just this once,” she said. “I want to feel what you feel when you hit me.” And she cut the flesh from of her hands and placed it over his own like gloves. But he lowered his fists in shame and would not touch her again.
“And just this once,” she said. “I want to feel what you feel when you rape me.”
She cut off his cock and attached it to herself. And he lay there in shame as she had his usual way.
1. Written in November 2014
2. This story is pretty horrible
3. For which I apologise
There lived an expansionist king, whose policies of growth ensured his kingdom doubled in reach every single year of his reign.
In the 64th year of his rule, having seen the extent of his domain grow from the single planet of his birth to the 18,446,744,073,709,551,616 planets of its current jurisdiction, he called upon his most trusted advisor, and asked her how many more years would it take until he commanded power over the whole infinite expanse of the limitless universe in which they lived. For he wished one day to retire, and he wondered how many more years he needed to remain upon the throne before his dream of complete dominion over all was achieved.
“Infinity cannot be reached by multiplication, no matter how vast in scope the numbers are,” she advised. “So you could reign forever, less a day, and still not achieve your dream of an infinite kingdom.”
The King bade his advisor farewell, for he wished for solitude in which to ponder her words. He sat on his throne and spent the night contemplating the nature of the infinite. The King soon went mad, and died.
1. Written on 1st April, 2019__________patreon. Cheers.