[Finale – Christmas Special] Taylor’s Third Strike
I’m a fucking pariah in this shitty real world, no job, no outings, nobody believing this latex leotard is my […]
Story Time!
Jade as a Room Fixture
My head pounds like a sledgehammer splits my skull, vision swimming in this dark cement-walled room. The gold frame welds
Rhea’s Ruin Training
I’m Rhea, red hair flaring like a fucking blaze, blue eyes sharp enough to cut. I was prowling this ancient
Jade in the Glass Box [Part 2]
My head’s pounding like a fucking sledgehammer, that sound wave’s buzz still screwing my brain as I snap awake. I’m
Jade in the Glass Box [Part 1]
My head pounds as I come to, my body fighting before my vision clears. I am Jade, my blonde locks
Elsa’s Final Stance
In a clearing amidst blooming flowers and green grass, Elsa stands—or rather, does not stand—in a state of profound stillness.
The Forest’s Elsa (Chapter 3)
Elsa awoke to the searing pain of chafed skin and the constricting pressure of the metal chastity belt digging into
(Continued) Elsa’s Prison Sentence
Elsa woke up with a start, her eyes adjusting slowly to the dim light of the dungeon. She was cold
Elsa in Latex Leotard (draft)
In an endless winter, Elsa stood outside in the snow, her long blonde hair flowing behind her like a banner
