Fuck Yourself Fridays (18+)

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Fuck Yourself Fridays: queer-friendly, body positive 18+ shorts published on the last Friday of every month! 💷 https://ko-fi.com/mortalityplays 📚 https://mortalityplays.itch.io/

suggestively edited screenshot from The Wrong Trousers
Illustrative image of the 12 books listed in the sale, each marked down to $2.49
Monster Romance & Erotica MEGA BUNDLE anthro, fairies, plants, slimes, aliens and more! 40 books – $40 JAN 18-31 itch.io
Screenshot from the Twilight Zone. A man in glasses sits beside a stack of books, with the caption 'There's time enough at last!'
Covers for books included in the bundle, accompanied by testimonial quotes. Lucky Little Lunatics: "I didn't expect to be so be so charmed by the characters in a story this short", "Bewitching!" Bodysnatched: "You must meet the Bone Lord." Sangfroid: "Oh this awakened something in me.", "God Damn."
Review quotes for the three stories included in the bundle: Don't Unwrap 'til Christmas: "What is camp? It's this right here. 10/10 👌" "really unique and really hot" Passing Place: "first time an erotic story made me genuinely tear up at the ending" "occupies the same space in my brain as a story u read in a magazine one day that cracks your brain in two and then you can never find it again" X-Breed: "Came for the plantfucking but then got drawn in by the scifi setting. I'll def be rereading this one!"
itch.io comment by songbirdharrow reads: damn this was incredible. occupies the same space in my brain as a story u read in a magazine one day that cracks your brain in two and then you can never find it again. Really compelling voice and style. erotic story about a guy and his car did not have to go this hard and yet it rly did. the passing place. where the fairies exchange you. "you're stuck."
COVER: A hand reaches out from the foreground to open a car door. Framed in the window is a heavily built woman's chest in a lacy camisole. She rests her hands on the car window. TEXT: Passing Place, 18+, R/L Monroe Text of preview pages follows. Note that the text does not line up perfectly with page divides due to space contraints. PREVIEW: Passing Place Written by R/L Monroe Cover by Taylor Titmouse What were we doing on the road to Cavell Bridge that night? I don’t remember. It's one long, smudged impression of a memory, and in the middle of it, a single incident sharp as glass. I was behind the wheel because I had to drive. I had to drive because I had to get out of there. Get out of where? Why? It doesn’t matter. That’s just how it was for us back then. There are things I do remember: motorway lights like LED angel halos sizzling in the fog; cat’s-eyes winking beneath the murky haze; skeletal trees in my periphery, flashing in time with machine-gun bursts of rain. Asphalt friction that shivered through Diana’s wheels, into metal and glass, rubber, flesh and bone, buzzing in my fingertips, tingling in my spine. I remember pressing my foot down, feeling the tug of velocity. The needle on her speedometer, breathless, floating, helpless. Her engine rumble rising to a hum, and then a needy, wanting whine. Sensation. Better than anything, I remember sensation. * The clutch is the clitoris. If that already makes sense to you, I don’t have much more to explain. I feel sorry for Americans, stuck with their Automatics. They’re porn-sick from car commercials that promise performance without thought or effort. They never get to touch the intimate place between body and machine where want becomes motion. Push down on the clutch until her rhythm changes. Growling effort becomes sweet, heedless momentum. Ease up slowly and find the sweet spot. Tickle and tease her. The slightest contact makes her shiver. Feel her strength kick beneath you.
Promotional banner reads 'A DOZEN RED HOT READS FOR $25' alongside samples of cover art.
A screenshot of the various stories available on the FYF storefront
Banner image: a naked person wrapped up in red ribbons, holding a string of lights. Text: Festive Sale Dec 20 - Jan 03 [the number '03' has been struck out and replaced with '5th!'] Published stories $2.49 each All $7 season bundles active OR full back catalogue for $20
COVER: An older woman in silhouette strikes a pin-up pose on top of a stack of wrapped gifts. She wears a sequined gold gown that cascades suggestively off her thighs, and holds a sprig of mistletoe. [Text breaks in following preview content do not line up 1:1 with images due to character limits] TITLE: Don’t Unwrap ‘til Christmas SUBTITLE: Written by R/L Monroe, Cover by Taylor Titmouse TEXT: “Oh not at all, Davey, I quite understand.” “With my knees, and Lola running around after the kids—” “The children must come first, especially at this time of the year.” “—Deborah only invited them home to spite me, you know. Thirty years old and still don’t know how to pick up after themselves. She taught ‘em that way on purpose.” “Poor dear, it must be really chaotic.” “She can’t stand to see me have a good time, and so she takes it out on the help.” “Well, I just thought I’d call and make sure. You know, you two are welcome every year. Deborah too, if she’d like to come.” “That’d be the day. Well, I appreciate it, Candy. It’s always good to know you’re thinking of us – and we’ll be thinking of you. We’d drive down just for the day, if it weren’t for this weather. But Lola gets nervous with the ice, and I don’t like to drive at night so much these days—” “Davey, you don’t have to explain a thing. Chag sameach from all of us, and do wish Lola a happy Christmas. Maybe we’ll see you next year.” “Next year, maybe. You and the rest enjoy yourselves, huh? I know you will.” Candela lay the phone down square beside her planner. She took up her pen and pulled a neat line of ink through David & Lola. The last set of names on her list, bar one. And as if in answer to that thought, her phone lit right up again and began to buzz and dance across the table. She caught it with one manicured hand.
Bundle page showing the works included: 'Lucky Little Lunatics', 'Old Dog, New Trick', and 'Seeing You'