It was a normal Saturday, or so it seemed. I woke up a little late, ate a small breakfast, and went naked to my computer.

My routine is pretty much the same. I start each weekend day by masturbating to my favorite type of porn. Then, I begin to post about my feelings.

I go to forums, and other places, and talk with others about my interests. Sometimes I even post pictures with captions. Other times I post stories to websites. I am especially fond of choose your own adventure style websites with branching choices. On some of these websites I have stories with views in the thousands. On others, no so many.

Still, this gets me off, and I can start the day.

On this normal Saturday I sat down to write a story or two, pulled up a few images for reference, and logged in to my favorite website. My messages lit up, chiming red to tell me that someone had written me something. I glanced quickly at the contents, and then back at the title:

I stumbled back in my chair, and nearly fell out of it, as I read on.