"In a Hole in an Arse there lived a Fockit..." So begins my latest story, The Fockit, or, In and Out Again.
(N.B. This story has nothing to do with Alison, or smoking, or cursed cunts, or even opera-singing futas. No religious guilt, no dystopian futures, no social commentary - cunty-promise! It is pure comic relief - and it always good to be relieved, no?)
Bewildered? Have a read. And here's a map to help you on your way. Have fun exploring! ๐๐คฃ๐