Hey! So… I need some help. I am what people call a shut-in. I barely see the outside and my body is the shape of a pear. This leads me to be pretty smart, but with little to no confidence.
To try and get some confidence, I decided to leave my house and spend a week in the woods. However, I will probably never go back because a huge wolf came up and bit my leg.
I have seen your work. Is there anything you can do?
Hi Ethan! Last time I visited Europe, I felt so out of my league. Nobody even noticed me next to all of the hot, tanned men… So I was hoping someone could do me a favour.
I’ve always dreamed of being a hot robust Italian with golden skin, good muscles (not over the top, though — think Chris Pratt level) and a thick pelt of chest hair. The kind of guy who would always be comfortable in a speedo.
I would also appreciate it if I could lose a few years and return to my mind 20’s…
I know the Purple Fairy is the epitome of the Alpha male, a cosmic entity who comes and goes. But does he ever wish for a constant slave? A faggot who has no powers (unlike the Pink Fairy), but who is constantly at his service whenever he needs it?
A faggot who would no longer have a life or an identity beyond serving the Purple Fairy for eternity? If it pleases him and the gods, I would like to ask to be made into this faggot so he may always have the pleasure he deserves.
“Please, my friends will take me…”
The intake clerk huffed. “We have to observe you for 36 hours. We can’t have omegas running wild.”
“I’m not subbing!”
“The officer that found you skinny-dipping in the town fountain this morning disagrees.”
“I was drunk!”
“If it is a mistake, we’ll find you an omega for free. If not, we’ll make sure to find you a great Alpha. I’ll be back.”
Alan sighed, watching the clerk leave. He’d window shopped for omegas before. He’d never thought he’d be on the other side.