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eep"Alright, Mum, I've compiled the grocery list for the week," Jack said, his red hair a fiery halo in the morning light. "I want you to pop over to Sainsbury’s in the next two days and get a proper porridge, some Weetabix, Jammie Dodgers, Digestives, Rich Tea biscuits, a few loaves of Hovis, some ...

(No pictures for this one, although I am open to trying to make something)

"So, after all the bickering and wasting time, what do we do now, Jack?" Mum asked. She was clearly ready to get started “modeling”.

“Right, you lot, your kits are off,” Jack gave her his trademark cocky smirk, and ...

Just for fun

Jack continued on to pose Joy as he had me where I wanted and now, I just had to manage the position without wobbling over or giving in to temptations and reaching down to snap off the bit of snail juice forming at the base of my cunny and fling it somewhere like excess snot.

It seemed like it ...

Jack continued on to pose Joy as he had me where I wanted and now, I just had to manage the position without wobbling over or giving in to temptations and reaching down to snap off the bit of snail juice forming at the base of my cunny and fling it somewhere like excess snot.

It seemed like it ...

“It’s not that it hurts – I am not a prissy little porcelain doll – I can roll with a little discomfort. It’s just humiliating, and Jack isn’t just filming us! He’s bossy and MEAN!” Joy complained. Mom didn’t seem to care. They both had a few of the cherries in their mouth while they spoke, so it ...

This story is not illustrated, and in rough draft format.

It's based on the idea that in Bucksnort Tennessee and places like it - women folk have a specific gender role that's expected, subservient to the man and that's how it is for them.

“You girls, come and get sunscreen on before your cute little butts turn pink,” one of the women from the picnic table yelled sternly. I assumed it was their mother.

My stomach tightened into a hard knot, and I pressed myself closer against the fence, peering cautiously between two weathered slats ...

There was a collective groan from all the girls when Jessie mentioned he was a “Female Booty Inspector” and told them to spread their butt cheeks. He spun his finger in a circle; to indicate they should be the ones to turn around “Open up and say aaaaaaah,” he opened his mouth to pretend it was one ...

“Do you mind stepping out while I change?” I asked politely, and all three of them laughed heartily like I had just told the world’s greatest joke.

“You sat there watchin’ me twitch like a goat in heat at a fence post. I had to keep my hands behind my back while my brother wound me up and didn’t ...