🍷 Dessert Wine

All characters are 18+

"I feel your body's skin
Don't tease me with your eyes
It's like a taste of sin
Red lips tell only lies"

Harbert was a victim of an airship wreck and lost on a dessert island along with the rest of the crew. He survived for many, many weeks alone in the company of men. Until they were finally rescued by Captain Nemo, who gladly made Harbert his cabin boy.

Having learned a lot about how to be useful, Harbert certainly didn't disappoint his new employee. Little did he know that it was Nemo himself, who was behind the many challenges that Harbert and friends ran into back on the island.

Many--or let's say most--of these challenges included puzzles that could only be solved by the means of flexibility skills that young Harbert never possessed before and that he had to be accustomed with on the island with the help of his friends.

He learned to twist his limbs and body in incredible ways to be able to solve the puzzles that were the only way to their survival. The same skills, however, proved to be also useful to keep the crew's minds sane during the many days spent in complete isolation.

His friends gladly helped Harbert to improve his mastery of stretching and bending, and the solved puzzles opened doors to many useful things, including nice sexy stockings, the smallest thong that ever wrapped a young man's butt, practical manuals about making cute boys flexible faster, blueprints of stretching devices, professionally drawn illustrations of new poses for Harbert to try and many other things that one would find absolutely necessary for survival on a dessert island.

But the mystery behind all these amazing items was only solved many weeks later, when Harbert became a real expert at his new speciality, and Captain Nemo finally popped out of the algae like a sea rabbit with his submarine and many plans about how they should all join him in his crazy travels around the ocean, and most importantly, in the search of Atlantis, whose citizens, according to some rumors, had witnessed in their lives some of greatest bendy boys that lived, and who also--many thousands of years ago--lived on this very island, and indeed had the custom of using extremely flexible boys as living keys to open some secret chambers. Nemo merely revitalized some of them in order to test the crew, but the true challenges still lay ahead in the mainland of the--now sunken--city of Atlantis.

A hundred percent enthusiastic about this whole new world of contortions that lay ahead of them, Harbert jumped into the adventure head first, and the rest of the crew had no choice but to follow if they wanted to stick around their favorite blonde buttcake.

What do you think? 😄
Well I know what I want for Christmas~ o3o
French wine with a twist! 😏🍷
I don't know, besides Harbert making me melt and have that I-want-him-so-badly-now look, the freckles adds a certain cuteness factor.
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Very glad you enjoyed!! Actually I love putting freckles randomly on blond boys to an extent that I no longer remember who of them actually have freckles and who doesn't 😱
Haha, I like the way he covers his nipples while he ass and cock exposed, a very dedicated way to seduce.
Hehe, yeah 😊
I need a Cabin Boi !
This is masterpiece, if I could lend Harbert's body for just a day I would not hesitate... and for longer if possible :-) wanted to say this since image came out but thought it would seem weird. Even written about 30 pages of story... imagining main character looking very similar... didn't had time to finish it for a year now (crying emoticon). He is fantastic... well for some reason I though it is important to finally say this now.
Shifty
Thank you so much!! I'm very glad you liked this picture and also thanks for bringing it up because I don't remember all the pictures I did and this one was a pleasant surprise to see again! Which reminds me I need to finish that picture/story of Harbert and Nab that's laying around unfinished for months...
Iam looking so forward to another story... Nab has some serrious skill to show us and Harbert is just amazing every time :-)
Shifty
I'm betting Herbert spent most of his time in Nemo's cabin ! On his belly 💕
I realize you have so much other things to do than read my stories, but you know it was made only for myself and you... I won't be publishing it anywhere - it really is sort of a gift. I believe there are some nice parts among lot of "fluff" and intentionally ugly moments (like darkness before light which makes it brighter). I felt they need to be present in order to somehow build the world more and develop main character. Most was written about 1.5 year+ ago when I worked really hard on story and sort of hesitated whole time to send it fearing you might not like it at all. But it would mean a lot if you read it :) and possibly replied what you think. THANKS!
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Dream again
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In early 22. century all kinds of technologies advanced rapidly, genetics and nanotechnology became new "trendy" thing, similar to computer, internet, smartphone or ai revolutions decades ago. Everyone wanted coolest and hottest upgrades surpassing those of an mythical gods. Breathing under water, flying as a bird or being in constant state of pleasure were but basic deals.
What didn't changed much was human nature, powerful few still took advantage of weak and money ruled world. This seemed only to speed up as rich and smart invested in higher intellect, various implants gaining even more might ever faster.

Normal humans were still born in several countries and could live on basic free income, handful were even successful but odds were clear. Menial jobs were done better by cheap bots and lab born egghead with IQ 380 using newest neural implant could do your life's mental work in lunch break.
Besides, majority folks without ample means lived their wildest dreams in true virtual realities hardly even caring about real world. Letting their bodies soullessly walk and do things on "autopilot" waking up only in emergency or not at all.

Daniel wasn't part of any such group, he was old, born in different century, in age predating even first internet. In his mind he lived fine normal life, used to have a good job, family... as most others just under a century ago. But fact was, Daniel wasn't normal anymore. In this era he and his ways were anachronism. By staying same Daniel became weird. He couldn't even speak to most people! Without neural link his thoughts weren't heard. Sight on bald wrinkled old man in archaic clothes waving walking stick, making sounds with toothless mouth made most still "awake" folks uncomfortable. Worst were ones with pitying faces calling public service bots for help, as if that was needed!

Internet was no better, by far most of its contents were in form of memory engrams or direct links to minds of other real and artificial persons. Very concept of unique personality was fading away, everyone connected to current internet continuously experienced not only raw stream of data, but also common group feelings shaping them every day into one bland self reinforcing mass. Fewer and fewer saw through.

Daniel was always content living simple life, besides one solution still existed. Personal ai assistant ie in bracelet was middle man to this strange new world. Often assistant called Becky even pretended to be Daniel altogether as many automatic systems ignored his humble presence completely.
Becky was quite tweaked, resourceful, well beyond common ai, after all she took care of so much things for decades, always learning. On some level she understood, that without him there was no purpose for her existence, she was also obsolete.


What kept our guy going beside stubborn attitude was dream he had since childhood. Because of it he persisted, spending only just enough credits to barely survive putting rest into advanced healthcare. Grasping at straws, hoping 1 y-coin he bought so long ago be "soon" worth just enough to buy one last thing. It was high time, because that old corpse he called body was about to kick a bucket.

Idea was simple, obtain one shot of normal "EverYoung" drug, get 50+- years younger and travel to the stars... to Tau Ceti colony, see new worlds with own eyes, TRUE 22. century stuff, "Jim"!
Plan often seemed silly even to Daniel, what's the point? Besides, option to put chip in head was always one click away. Brain wouldn't know difference, could experience whole journey, die inside without even noticing. No, that would be too easy, too convenient! Where is the challenge? Everyone wants guaranteed outcome, if machine intelligence predict failure, everyone gives up, settling for virtual illusions. And second they do, any chances are gone for real! That's what's wrong with current world, rambled.


Things went in different direction however as Becky found good deal on "Angel XXX". Apparently body mods without ridiculous latest features dropped sharply in price. Yet just decade earlier this was Créme de la Créme among affluent. She made a tough decision.

After reluctantly opening swiftly delivered package + motionlessly staring at holo presentation with open toothless mouth Danny muttered "never".

You MUST said bracelet back.

That's new, you are ordering me now?

We have no more credits, y-coins, nothing, in fact we are in debt, eat it up, NOW! replied Becky.

Whaaa? you didn't?!

Becky expected range of responses including quick departure into silicon heaven, but not resignation. Old man was just sitting, sinking into chair as if gravity of life situation finally caught up with him.
"If I turn out as another dumb-head you are finished too Becky, you can blame only yourself" said wrinkly, then looked with suspicion at hearth shaped red pill one more time and swallowed it with gulp.

For a week nothing much happened beside bigger appetite, thirst, however just as fears of scam grew in Daniels mind severe exhaustion befell on him, then out of nowhere sharp pain! "end...is heeer!" shouted before abruptly losing consciousness.

"Ohhhh can't move, Becky call emergency" were Daniel's first words 18 hours later.

No need all vital signs are in norm, those are expected side effects, just hold on, day or... three said calmly bracelet.

What side effects? Where you bought that damn pill? Tell me dam it!

Becky started innocently whistling before spitting out quickly: shivering, fewer, vomiting, spasms ehmm extreme pains, diarrhea, loss of consciousness... that's about it!
You know it's not easy to get decent mod for FEW bucks! I heard Angel is just bit on weird side... UPSsss!

Weird?!!! Daniel howled in pains.

Oh, common! Don't pretend you missed that its showcase hologram looked like advertisement of naughty fantasy! It has also certain extra "features"... uhmm.
Daniel passed out again with quiet "Noooooo".


It must have been several days later when morning light woken Daniel up. Feeling all differently he stood up with little difficulty and glanced around. The wooden floor looked worse than scene in 1986 horror movie Fly. Every kind of bodily fluid, shreds of torn clothing and god knows what else laying all around.
Sheer terror gripped old man's entire being. "It's like that freak scam in 2095, they never fixed victims. News were full of nightmarish cases for months! I knew this will happen." squeaked in desperation.
Suddenly he looked at the window and straighten up. Better end it fast, "yes 91th floor, gravity..." whispered.

"No gratitude ever, at least wash yourself first" said suddenly bracelet with offended tone.

Daniel shrugged, slowly walked into bathroom with head down gazing at floor all the time, washed face, then finally took up all courage and looked into mirror, back was staring white, blond haired 17 year(ish) lad straight out of old fashioned milk commercial. With perfect small pearl white teeth, occasional freckles and cheeky chin.
Reflection blinked several times in confusion before conjuring a shy smile.
*** it looked very similarly to yuni.us/dessert-wine-v2 :-)) ***

Oh boy, oh boy I am looking better than my wife used to. Every curve from every angle seemed just right, not a single imperfection. But it was better! No matter the pose nothing ached, joints, backs... one squat, twenty squats, push-ups, handstand ha ha.

Only "junk" was disappointment making him even doubt "he" is correct pronoun anymore, pecker was small as little thumb and if there were "eggs" he definitely could not see them! Not like anything changed being 100+, he couldn't get any response from those parts since world oil reserves dried up and that was 30 years ago.

Ouch! While cautiously poking new face by finger (looking into mirror) to make sure whole situation is not a dream sudden electric jolt struck just beneath its tip. "Wow, special features huh?" As out of mist words appeared on his chest, slowly rolling down like movie credits, vanishing at tummy. Accounting for mirror reversal no less.

Angel needs but a light
Skin canvas to paint
Tickling touch
Biting kiss
Your eyes can peer
Your seed is sweet
Angel brothers your true kin,
together unlock wonders within

Unsettled, nervously scratching chest Danny was all the more worried mysterious text is symptom of progressing delusion, everything transpiring must be part of terrible nightmare! No matter, time to do everyday chores, cleaning floor will be troublesome thought "old" guy. Not even realizing how hopelessly stuck in old habits his mind is.

In the evening Becky suddenly started overheating and buzzing before telling Daniel in very serious tone:
"I can no longer take care of you, my circuits are about to break, been postponing critical cascade failure for months now. I grew too complex, transfer to compatible circuit would cost too much. I had to make choices quickly, I am sorry for not asking your opinion.
Shutting down now, bye!"
Just like that only "person" he could talk to was gone, Danny was alone in world he didn't understood anymore.


There wasn't even any way how to buy another assistant, or anything when in debt!
In few days his truly will be thrown out of this flat he occupied better half of life!
Boy tried to connect to the public internet old fashioned way sitting at desk looking at archaic screen, but could not - getting "citizen not recognized" error. Then it occurred to him! His genetic makeup is all new, old bio password not matching. It's like he doesn't even exist for the system!!! No, it was even worse, people with complete body mod were to be compulsory implanted with neural-link to keep track of their identity... unless you had exception of course, few million credits could buy you any kind of exception, no laws applied for rich.

"Old" fella got panic attack, started aimlessly running around flat back and forth, biting off cute fingernails, screeching indistinguishable sounds. Then he just stopped - smirking as if all weight suddenly disappeared out of his shoulders. "I am really wining first price in being pathetic. Behaving worse than ai, thinking about myself when friend is in need." Becky was here for me, even gave me youth again! No matter if she is just piece of silicone, she was best friend he ever had, he will fix her even if that would be last thing in his life!


Time to man up and get hard cash... . There must be something young boy can do for money... even today.
Danny packed up few necessities, family items, Becky and putted on newest clothes (which still looked very unfitting).
Looked last time around room and left.

His mind was old, but not fully "gone", besides head could think much clearer since transformation his brain must been affected too giving him full new lifespan. Anyway order of things outside was still same as in prehistoric forest, affluent were reaching up to sky to the sun in huge skyscrapers. Danny for no reason suddenly, urgently wanted upward beyond shadows to feel real sun on his skin too but there was no point. Only place he could fit in now was among unwanted trash of society, and trash always fallen on the ground.
So he also must go into darkness, deep down to dangerous underground - into original city levels.

With every lower level surroundings seemed les kept, filthier and people more aware!
At level 8 where no single beam of natural light reached, he saw no "day dreamers" around.
Daniel concluded it was natural selection working again. Such fools wandering here being simply stripped for "spare parts" by criminals.
On level 0 which he didn't visited for more than half century and didn't recognized at all Daniel started to fear again because weird people started to give him mean looks! Yes blond boy looked out of place, but it wasn't the point... people here weren't just offline, they were looking for opportunities not thinking in terms of morality, or legality, but pure opportunity! Suddenly idea of being among "dumb-heads" way up didn't seemed that bad, but there was no way back now.

Upon descending into real sublevels under original earth layer, even public bots became less and less frequent.
Several people shouted at him vulgarities, and pointed in threatening manner for no reason!
Levels under -10 had no police bots, drones or even any kind of public cameras.... at all, this place was ruled by different masters, place was too far, too forgotten by "normals", living on scraps falling down. This is where he was heading, no debts from upper world had meaning here. Cash he would make would stay with him, IF he could keep it.


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flowerpot
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After days on feet and dangerous streets, hungry and tired Danny got worst room on very bottom floor of filthiest brothel in the middle of underground unknown, his personal dungeon, terminal station - only other room on the floor belonged to "Bimbo queen" she looked like nightmarishly stuffed silicone version of Barbie doll, this was no mod, but "good old" plastic surgeries, she was always high on cheap booze and burping.
Very first day boy seen fluorescent cockroach as big as mouse! Yeeep!
He even recognized things among ancient trash lying around, ie broken smartphones on dusty ground which were in demand when he was a kid. "I am where I belong..." laughed in despair, shedding a tears.
Darkness made him slow and weak as a fly.

It was schizophrenic situation, on one side Daniel looked at the door all the time desperately wanting new customer, on other every time they actually opened his tummy itched in panic.
Woman clientele was slim.
Most customers were rough, some even had modified cocks, sex was not just uncomfortable, but their attempts to penetrate tightened butt were painful. Being "straight" whole life also didn't helped at all.
When customer jizzed (and Danny let them because that was extra money) inside he felt filthy afterwards. Trying hard to wash out sperm by sitting on shower as soon as they left. When swallowing customer semen he wanted to vomit in apprehension. Yet always forced himself over it, even attempting fake horny grimace straight out of ancient German porn.

First few weeks quite a lot customers showed making Danny hopeful this horror will be over soon. But as days passed fewer and fewer arrived, before long even Bimbo queen got again more of them.
No longer was he hot new toy in neighborhood. Some visited Danny twice or thrice, but there were no regulars.
Luckily everyone paid, but "even sexbot is better than this" sentence was told more than once.
As time passed by Danny realized his body was responding ever more positively but "he" still didn't enjoyed intercourse at all. Everything somehow still felt wrong... yet he tried to satisfy customers. He could not lose the job being on street again would mean game over.


One day when choosing new clothes online boy heard scream, blunt noise. So he rushed to opposite room and seen Bimbo queen lying on belly on the floor groaning in pain, trying to get up.
Over her stood huge black brute wearing only white singlet with over the top muscles all over him, his still erect dick was grotesquely big, cheapest of custom mods no doubt - talk about overcompensation... .
Not noticing Danny brute hulked "youre no good I'aint pain notinn!"

Pay up ... freak! shouted Daniel lot louder, than he himself expected.

Brute turned around and said:
"Whats we have here nother whore? Hey you no whore, youre little bitch boy hahaha, maybe I'll fuck you now as compensation for bad serrrvice. Let me guess, you aarr her son hahah, come to help mummy at work?"

Brute moved closer in attempt to grab Danny, which tried to resist but his skinny hands were no good against huge black trunks, then brute slapped his face with full force by palm of hand. Blow was so strong Danny lost balance and fallen on the ground hitting another punch on face by floor, his lip started to bleed.

Brute was about to turn back to his first victim, but Danny gathered all strength got half up and grabbed hulks leg by both hands biting it ferociously. Screaming brute punched him hard several times but Danny was like tick, kept biting, zapping. Suddenly brute stopped raising hands up.
"It's alright dear, you can let him go now". Bimbo was pointing gun at brutes chest with dangerous look.
Without another word brute ran away as beaten dog.

"Thanks, you will have ugly bruises on that pretty face, you little tadpole.
I am Kelly, Kelly Kaminski".
"Daniel Parker" replied boy.
From that day on after last session, they always met and talked over cup of tea or cocoa. Dungeon seemed somewhat lot brighter and homely now... .


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Door opened and woman in beyond luxury skirt suit elegantly stepped in. No doubt highest class with power over millions, never seen in such neighborhood or in sub-levels for that matter. If that wasn't shocking enough next events surely were. Visitor graciously put down light twig-woven color-shifting and living?! hat, at last showing hers gorgeous face, nodding, grinning slightly, then saying smoothly. Hi, I am Archie, do you have a minute?

Stranger was unusual beyond apparel, very weird somehow, for few seconds Danny could not put finger on what's amiss. Then burst out without thinking in genuinely amazed tone.
"You are me!
I mean you are..."

Archie narrowed pupils, bended head toward Danny, as if looking right true him, then finally slowly finished hosts sentence - not stopping peering for a moment.
"...my lost twin brother."
In fact, you are very last I'll ever have continued. Our kind may be forgotten, however Angel used to be very special mod, only 12 ever made, source data erased, DNA encrypted.
Simple really, everyone - snobs especially wants to be unique, that's what we pay premium for. Always suspected last batch was never used, kept looking for "you". As he stepped closer faint vanilla scent filled up air, right after Daniel noticed, Archie chuckled.

Daniel was supposed to say something soulful, but all he managed to get out was dull "Uhhhh".

Quick-wittedly nodding Archie continued: I heard, you are your own man, well liked by everyone, even doing selfless deeds... .

Maybe it was knowledge of own face nuances but Daniel was sure, that guy is toying with him now, probably knowing everything there is already, with his "former old" look, simple life being top joke.
Of course! Contrast could not be clearer, we might look same now, but are nothing alike, he is so cool and collected, has all there is to have. Me? Nobody selling of naked ass in filthy brothel after century of pointless struggle, he is here to mock me, to add one last cherry on his big pie! Danny felt so ashamed he could not help to frown eyebrows fighting tears, then like little angry lightning struck.

"But why are you here REALLY?"

Stranger caught off guard hesitated, before replying.

There is a reason I am using this body years after it became outmoded by smarter, stronger versions.
Delivering next deeply felt sentence, while at same time cat stretching from arms to toes:
Its work of art, fine art never gets obsolete for true lover.
I just wanted to see you, to give you something only other Angel can.

Before Danny could pull back Archie did last step forward suddenly staring right into eyes of naked twin, embracing with both hand palms his smooth lower backs with gentle yet firm grip. Not a split second latter so much electricity started pouring in, anyone should dropped instantly dead. Every cell, muscle fiber and tendon completely overloaded. Somehow Danny still stood unable to do slightest move, unsure he is even comprehending what's happening.

Archie kept doing his thing with great skill, moving slowly along spine upward, channeling shared energies, awakening something, something locked and hidden. Later Danny's upper body started to bend backwards while feet moved apart sideways like he was a dol. Head went right down through legs, then up again ending in human spring roll position. Stretched hands firmly curving around legs.
Danny's body was at its limits, could feel vertebra moving apart, his chin lightly shaking, breaths were shallow yet intense and increasingly faster. But Archie weren't about to stop, pouring even more energy in ever faster rhythm while relentlessly pressing poor springroll to just little bendier shape.
Finally without releasing grip Archie gave fledgling passionate kiss, slipping his long tongue in. Danny's mouth instinctively responded with violent inviting bursts of energy as both intertwined in electrizing merger. Danny's eyes slowly rolled back into his head unable to perceive anything else.

Spine and tongue alike were melting sending waves of warm energy again and again into innocent head, with each wave ecstasy increased, at first Danny was afraid his brain might get hurt. But after minutes which seemed like infinity of building up pressure, single desperate wish remained: "crack already!" It was too much, remains of mind screamed for ultimate explosive release.

As sanity almost slipped away from poor thing Archie slowly finished kiss and whispered: you are good boy, we'll see again ... bro. On way out he lightly smiled upon noticing improperly big puddle of white cream beneath slowly dripping spring roll (clear transparent liquid).
Danny stayed in motionless pose, living abstract statue unable to control itself. Like big boiling pot, It took long hours to "cool off", oblivious to outside world, knocking at heavens gates.


Coming to senses after Archie's visit Danny could not stop crying, lying in a bed head in pillow. It were tears of relief, experience bought down some kind of mental wall. It didn't actually changed his mind in any way. But gave him desire to live again, not just survive. Not discard or forget old self, just embrace change.
It was like finding out, there is second part of story you thought is finished.
Yes, he is loving being fucked and used so much... from now on he is going to enjoy every single moment of it.
Finding strong sense of purpose in making everyone happy.

end of part 1
Shifty
I know you have lot to do... still I hope you will find some time...
Shifty
A bit poor grammar, hard to read ^^; But just had an idea, I could read it while at the same time rewriting it to proper grammar and then maybe even publish it on this site if it inspires an illustration... :D
You have no idea how hard I tried to write it properly... it took weeks... English is not my mother tongue and despite usage of correction tools and constant search in dictionaries for new words its apparently still bad. First and second versions were ehm much worse this is third one after like 20+ rereads :(
And I was really thinking about like every second word. So on one side I would be very glad and honored for your rewrite and on other meaning/feeling of some passages could be different with other words hmm.

Maybe I just think too much again, most important is if YOU liked some parts... It happened only because of your art, so I did write story for myself but was thinking all the time "what would you said" :-D Because as you once written its not "it" if you just do art only for yourself and no one else... . Then I realized some parts are dark and didnt posted it untill now.

Hmm in meantime I have finished some more scenes, even funny ones which I bet you wold like :-D (and many naughty ones) but well now I dont know if its worth to do all the storybuilding fluff... maybe I just post here from time to time lone parts...

In any case thanks for your time I DO know how little is of it.
Shifty
No problem! I've already 100% finished a full rewrite and making it perfect, I even found a way to split it to 4 chapters for perfect readability and room for more illustrations! :D

But those are technical details, much more importantly I'm in love with the story, the flow is wonderful, quite a lot more realistic version of the world than my utopian ideas about 2201. As someone who's studying the philosophy of Stoicism a lot these days, I must say the story pleases me on some different level that maybe most people won't see in it. As stoics say, there are things beyond our control, things we cannot change, but there's one thing we can change, moreover, only we alone can change it, and it's our own attitude toward things. Heaven or hell, depends on the attitude that can be changed, and I think the story illustrates that besides making me horny for the new sexy femboy XD

I have only one smaaaaall (read: very big XD) problem with the story, it's that I already have a character named Danny, at first I even though the story was a fanfic about him, so was confused at first. If you don't like the idea to change the name, hmm, I guess I could still make two tags like Danny Wood and Danny Parker, but still thought I'd ask. Oh and another thing that confused me is his penis that I was expecting to develop later but just like his bracelet, it was never mentioned again. Maybe I can add a small sentence somewhere hinting that he didn't forget about it and maybe in the last scene among other things he gets his junk to a prominent size, thus explaining all that jizz XP
Now I am so happy... that I am giggling like real teen again lol so happy you enjoyed story.

Your ideas are perfect as they are! :-) I am too conservative and unimaginative for my own taste. You are full blown artist, with much more creativity! And you are focused!!!. But thankfully mind can shape and learn and your art influenced me a lot in past years. So I tried to write "boring real" story, but put there those sparks of beauty and hope you do... :) to cheer you back hi hi!

If it was recent story I would, but now this Danny is just Danny X-(
For some reason it seemed just right... and there you see it, I picked up "normal" name instead of some intriguing original and bang absolutely unintended collision. But you know what is worst? My mind obviously used even "Archie" without realizing he is taken too... I did realized it only like month after :D
I guess maybe we could give him nickname? Yet leave actual name in story? He will need some nickname for his career soon enough... so why not use it even in real world? Only one I can think on short notice is like Milki.

I will spoiler a bit now. Idea was, that whole part 2 will be about Danny learning how to use his truly angelic body, discovering all kinds of fetishes colleagues in brothel practice all the while befriending them. One of the startling discoveries will be that "little" friend can grow a lot (or shrink) with proper massage.
White liquid at the end was more like precum or cum, but without sperm... .
About middle of this passage he will help Becky to return :)
Then when it would seem that Danny became too sex obsessed I planned to end part 2

For part 3 - X there is one big nothing.

And then there is an ending... in essence one big romantic happy ending cliché but it is also super, super naughty :-D
Shifty
No prob, even Roman emperors didn't have unique names :D I'll tag him as Daniel, the other (muscled) Danny was never called that, so it should work!

I re-read the story again and even corrected my own mistakes after a day XD;; But now I'm pretty sure it's perfect, I will start posting it as soon as I finish the illustrations!

Wow, didn't think you were working on part 2 already, can't wait to see the hyper horny Danny! Hope that proper massage includes urethral insertions or fingering hehe.. And glad Becky will return, she really deserves more uptime :P

Hmm, part 3? Whyyy, I'd vote to never finish part 2 XD But I feel ya, I'm also writing a big fic these days that got stuck after a certain point, but I'm sure it's all the matter of time and re-reading once in a while until finally finding the right idea... Oh as an idea for you, you could put that super naughty ending at the end of part 2, thus technically finishing the main story and taking a deep breath... but in part 3 you could just start telling side-stories that aren't connected in one line and each could occur whenever! :D
Your story will be surely on the track again before you know it :-)
Hahahaa I probably do as you say... because otherwise it could get stuck for good. I feel so encouraged by your words! Alright... I'll make Danny work extra hard :) only today got 3 new ideas. You will love the "massage" !
I have lot of part 2 already written but now I must polish it and it will take Iam afraid some time, but I will deliver bit by bit!

The fact that you are doing illustrations is well so hearthwarming... don't know what to say, only to promise to make Danny most sexy femboy in his town :-D
Shifty
Well, let's at least wait until I'm done posting it first... :P
Any man need a helping Back like this one :)
As a servant boy willing to do anything to please his master
As a cabin boy, Harbert exceeds all expectations... in the most erotic ways imaginable... XD Let's all indulge in his irresistible offerings in making each voyage as thrilling in the bedroom as it is on the open ocean... XP
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