The end of a Family

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A clear victory for Michelle. Just a small correction. I didn't quite manage to make it rough and humiliating, but I think you'll like the chapter anyway. By the way, that's the chapter from yesterday, Sunday. So there are two more coming this week. One for Lisa, in any case. I already know what I want to write. I don't know what it's like at school yet, but I already have a rough idea.

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Chapter 48

"Oh yes that's it.. that's it. Such a good little wifey. Such a good little obedient little wifey."

"Oh yes I'm... mmmah... such a good... mmmah... little and... mmmah.... obedient wifey for...mmmah... you..."

I've never experienced a blowjob like the one my big sister gives me. It's a gift. Not just any one, but a well-chosen and perfectly prepared one. Jasmine adores me, my cock is like a temple to which she offers her sacrifices and she is a truly excellent disciple. Sometimes lovingly, sometimes hard, sometimes sloppy, sometimes submissively, she caresses my cock like its her reason for live. She holds it reverently with her fingers like a precious gift that will be lost if she does or says something wrong. Her hot lips and warm breath glide over my sensitive, prickling skin as she covers my cock with loving, feather-light kisses. Little noises of affection and adoration can be heard as my big, strong, ice-cold sister kneels at my feet, knowing nothing else in her life but the cock under her nose and the man attached to it.

Then she licks from my balls to my tip, wraps her lips around my glans and sucks on my cock as if she wants to connect with me. Her loyal, submissive eyes blink up at me from below as her lips sink further and further down onto me and her tongue massages the underside of my cock. Momentarily, she has to cough but stays on me, fights and finally the tip of her nose presses into my skin, stays there, takes in my scent and imprints on me. Finally she moves back and as her lips slide over my cockhead again she swallows the saliva in her mouth that tastes of me and looks at me with a look that means total submission.

"Please Hubby" she begs in a quiet, soft, tender voice as her fingertips glide lovingly over my cock. "I will be the best wifey for you. I will learn to cook for you. The best food. My hubby deserves only the best food there is and I will prepare it for him!"

"Is that what you want?" I ask her and stroke her head patronisingly. "Give up your job and be my stay at home wifey?" She nods eagerly, her hair flying around her face and with a movement of her head she wipes it from her eyes.

"Yes Hubby!" She seems convinced. But above all, she seems relieved as she seems to realize what her future will hold. "You will never be hungry again Hubby! There will always be something here to strengthen you for the day. That will be my passion. Anything so you can take care of us.”

“Us?” As with Bella, I have to test Jasmine, but I already know, unlike with Bella, that I will not give her a choice. But Jasmine doesn’t want to have a choice anymore. That wouldn’t be wifey-like.

“Us stupid girls, Sir. We will submit to you and you will take care of us. And we will thank you for it! Because we love you, Hubby!” Devotion oozes from her while she leans forward and pecks the tip of my dick. “I love you, Hubby!”

Jasmine Lynchwood. +4 (PS +29)

I stroke her head briefly and she places her cheek trustingly in my palm. Then I wipe my hand over her face and press her back onto the mattress with gentle ****, not too hard but enough to make her land on her bottom, giggling.

"That would mean that we would finally have something in common," I explain to her. "Your willingness to submit to me and my willingness to forgive you." At that thought, my sister smiles happily, perhaps even a little teasingly.

"That would be so perfect, Sir" she moans and giggles freely. "I deserve to be conquered like a woman. And you are the man who owns me Hubby!" With that she presents her naked body to the man of her newfound dreams. Breasts, clear skin, clean, fragrant hair, a warm smile, a sweet face and so, so much hope. "Every part of my body. It all belongs only to you. Use me. Use it as you wish." Her voice becomes hasty. "Fuck me whenevert you want. I'm at your disposal Sir. Say a word and I drop to the floor and worship you like you deserve Hubby!" She comes towards me again, holds on to my thighs and looks past my stiff cock into my face. With a trembling voice she offers me her body, promises me that she will belong to me and assures me of all the sex that I desire from her perfect body. "My God, I love you so much. Please Hubby, teach me to be the perfect fucktoy, only usefull to you. No other men will touch me. I promise! I will be your personal fleshlight if you demand! Please Hubby, own me and fuck me every day as often as you wish. My body was put on this earth to bring you pleasure and I worship you whenever you allow it. Please, Hubby, use my body to feel good and relaxed. Give me your bad feelings and take them out on me. I will love it, I promise. Whenever you have a bad day, just fuck me. Whenever you have an argument, fuck your anger into me. I will turn it into pleasure, I promise. Your pleasure. Only yours! Hurt me, hit me, devalue me. Do whatever you want and I will obey. You rule over me, Sir. Please… If you marry me, I will…”

I grab her head and she breaks off her plea, opens her lips and takes me in again.

"It's not just the sex," I say as I move my hips and fuck her mouth. Her eyes are glued to me, never leaving me as her breath catches whenever my cock passes over her tongue and into her throat. "Good little wives are useful outside of the bedroom and the kitchen, you know?" Of course she can't answer me. "When you were my sister, I wanted more from you than just your body."

Wait. Did I just admit that I always wanted her? Well, with that body... those pair of tits...

I pull out of her again but instead of answering immediately, she kisses the tip of my cock again. Then she proves to me that she, the future (now no longer) lawyer, can fuck and think at the same time. At least when she thinks about me.

"I will bring peace into your life Sir" she breathes and wanks me with one hand while the other caresses my brewing balls. "No arguments. Yes. Hubby knows best. No fighting. I'm devoted to you, my sweet, loving, commanding husband! You are the smart one and I’m your obedient woman. Whatever you desire, I will provide for you. You deserve it. All of it.” Her hand goes faster, making her hair fly a little when she uses her second hand. “Everything I can give you. Everything of me. Not just my body. My mind and soul as well. And more!” She thinks about it for a moment, but doesn't have to put in much effort with this family. She knows what I do with Tammy, Rose and Michelle. “Other woman! Yes! You deserve them all! And I will help you! You can fuck them. In front of me or alone, I don't care. You can leave me for days, years, fucking every woman on earth. And when you come back to me, I will drop to my knees and suck the juices of every woman on earth from your cock.”

“You want?” I ask and she nods.

“I will support you like you deserve, Hubby. Your goals are my goals. Your wishes are my godly command. My God Finn Hubby, I love nothing more than to serve and please my husband!”

Jasmine Lynchwood. +3 (HP +32)

“And if you’re a bad little wifey?” Quickly, she kisses my cock again to show me how sorry she is.

"Then punishment Sir!"

“That’s not what I mean honey” I say and caress her cheek, a currency she needs more than life itself. “We both know what a bitch you can be sometimes.” Every word of me hurts her, I see that. But I need to make sure. “Annoyingly willing to fight and aggress even over the smallest things, only because you want to win.”

“I will be low maintenance” comes the surprising answer. Not the sex or the work for me. This is what shows me that I own her now. “I promise! A smile for you will be enough to bring me through life. I will demand nothing! You can treat me like shit and I will love you! Please marry me! Please be my husband and I will promise you everything you demand from me. I will be loving and naughty. I will fuck whenever you want. I will wait for you. I will support you. And I will be easy on the eyes and the mind. I will bring peace and happiness to you. I promise! Only you will be on my mind, your happiness, your life and your cock! I will be the perfect wife for your family, for your woman. For you! So please! Just give me this thing and please marry me and make me complete! I'm nothing without you. Please make me a woman! Please make me your wife!”

Jasmine Lynchwood. +5 (HP +37)

“Present yourself.” No need to answer her right away. Okay, maybe it’s a bit mean of me, but I know she will wait for me.

And in the meantime I can enjoy her body.

“Yes Hubby” she says while leaning back and inviting me with her smile.

“Look at your wifey. Look at what you own. You wanna fuck me? My ass again like last time? Or my pussy?”

“What would you prefer? As a strong woman?”

“Not a strong woman anymore. Your wifey Sir. Fuck your wifey how you like. You own all of me. Use it as you please.” Then she sits on her knees and brings her hands to her breasts. Even though she's sensual and naughty at the same time, she grins at me and then smiles invitingly while she lifts her heavy tits for me.

“Maybe a titty fuck? I will give your cock a welcome home between my tits Sir. I will fuck you for hours.” She closes her eyes and moans at the ideas. “Imagine. You're coming home to me. I will kiss you, put your clothes away and drop to my knees. Here, in the doorway of your home. And I will kiss and fuck your cock with my tits until you come all over me and bless me with your cum Sir. It will be like this every day. I will make sure you will love coming home to me Sir after you fuck and conquer everyone you want Sir.”

God I would love to do that. But I would have to come home and we're in her bed right now. So I lay her down and position myself between her legs.

“No titty fuck today” I command and smile. “Show me your cunt again.” And Jasmine obeys immediately

“What do you want from me Hubby?” She spreads her legs and gives me a perfect view. “Pussy or ass? Or both? I would be so happy if you would fuck me how you like it. Look at me. I'm so wet for you. Always wet for you my love. Take me. However you want. Take what’s yours and never give me back.“

My God Jasmine fell hard. And deep.

And I like it.

I have no idea if she will rebel again. Maybe if I really have another girl in my bed, right next to her. Maybe if she hears Bella’s cries of pleasure while she cleans the house or Tammy’s calls for daddy. My God, maybe she will rebel if I take someone else as my wife besides her.

One thing is certain. Jasmine belongs to me. I am her man. And I like it. So I snap my fingers and signal her to get up on her feet. She follows the command immediately and presents her body for its owner.

“Pussy” is all I say and she smiles happily. For her, it's already completely normal to obey her brother's every command.

“Oh yes husband. Claim my pussy.” She turns around, puts her hands on the wall and spreads her legs. “Claim me as your woman and mark me with your seed.”

Jasmine Lynchwood. +4 (PS +41)

Maybe that will come later. Wives have children. But I don't think about that, I trust the MCD and enjoy the feeling as my cock penetrates the welcoming wetness of Jasmine, sister and wife.

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We fuck. We fuck like animals. Mating. It's intense and exhausting. And it's good.

Jasmine moans like a wanton whore, calls my name and begs me to claim her. She says all the right things while I plow into her like a man possessed with all my strength and endurance.

It takes hours and the sun has already disappeared when Jamsine pumps her last orgasm out of her body in a final hoarse scream. Girlcum and sperm run down her thighs, my handprints form on her breasts and red scratches appear on her bottom. My back too, where her fingernails scratched me when she held onto me and screamed my name.

Now she is lying next to me, catching her breath and looking at me, exhaustion and strain in her eyes while her fingers brush slightly over my scin, making sure I'm there, not an illusion.

"Do you desire more my love?"

I doubt that the old Jasmine still exists and realize that I no longer have any sisters. Rose is coming close to it, a little, but we are more a couple than siblings and Tammy and Jamsine are addicted to me.

I feel lonely for a moment but then Jasmine rolls onto the bed, takes two attempts to lie on top of me and finally manages it. Her tits bulge between our bodies, a moment of calm after the fiery fuck fest.

“I changed.” Her voice is barely a whisper, our lips touch slightly while she speaks. Then she kisses me, lovingly, deeply, full of passion with moans and giggles. “It’s scary and I don’t know what happens to me.”

And there it is. I fucked the real Jasmine out of her.

“I know” I confess and hold her against my body. Her legs press between mine and I feel my softening dick on her skin. “Live can be scary sometimes. I can be scary sometimes.” My sister seems ashamed of it. “No more words wifey” I order with a pleasant smile. “So you’re scared of me. But you don't care. You are where you belong and I will never stop changing you to the better.” First there is fear, then there is hope, and then there is happiness. “Soon you will understand. For now, obey your instincts, submit to me and be a good little wifey for your husband. After that, everything will make sense.”

“Okay honey” she decides far faster than expected. “I’m afraid but I will obey.”

Jasmine Lynchwood. +12 (HP +53)

And that's what brings me good points.

Seems like a good wife does her duty, even when she’s a little ruffled.

“I obey” she promises. “You the man and I’m your woman.”

“And your husband demands kisses from you.” And with that, the matter is settled.

“Sounds good my love.”

And that's what we do.

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We do it until I take Jasmine by the hand, lift her to her feet and lead her hand in hand to the bathroom so she can freshen up for the night.

It speaks for her and her new-found devotion to me that she is not frightened when we find our mother crouched in the hallway, hands between her thighs and on her breasts, her grey shirt crumpled and a wild look in her eyes.

Time to put this family to rest once and for all.

No more ice-cold ignorance, no more heated arguments, no more painful tears or hollow loneliness. For no one, for us.

Not even for Michelle, Mom, my sweet puppy, whose eyes now fall on her naked daughter, grinning madly and clinging to my arm. Gone is her confident lawyer daughter. In her place is a docile housewife who wants nothing more than to please her husband.

“Oh!” Surprised, Michelle pulls her hand back and presses her legs together. But since she is still sitting on the floor, it is clear that she has been listening to our lovemaking through the door. "Finn. What... What are you doing with my daughter?" Jamsine looks at me uncertainly, but I pull her to me without further ado and kiss her hard on the mouth. My sister immediately melts into me and wraps her arms around my body. Then I gently push her towards the bathroom. Mom and I watch her sore bottom with my hand prints as it disappears into the bathroom, but not before Jasmine throws me an amorous look over her shoulder. Then I turn to Michelle, who becomes very small under my gaze.

"Do you really want to know, Mom?" I ask and crouch down in front of her, naked as I am. Her eyes dart down briefly. Who would have thought that it would be so easy for me to show myself naked in front of my mother? And with the perfect cock, surely it would be likc crack to her. "Or do you want something else?" I see the struggle behind her eyes. A battle that is already lost and so I know what she is whispering. "Louder, Mom. Let me hear it clearly and distinctly."

"Something else," she repeats dejectedly.

"Yes?" I ask in a raised voice. There is no point in scolding her. Positive reinforcement. "Do you want something else? What do you want? What do you want anyway? Do you want to play with me?" Michelle can't do anything about it. Her face lights up reflexively and she nods before she realizes what she is doing. "You want it, right? You want to play with your son?"

The poor woman falls back into her role again and again, nodding eagerly and pulling in her lips while looking at me pleadingly. I stand up but Michelle doesn't do the same. While the shower is turning on in the bathroom, my mother sits back on her heels, raises her hands and begs like I taught her.

"Then come and let's play."

With that, I lead her into Jasmine's bedroom. It's simply the first room near me. Every room in this home belongs to me anyway.

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"Okay, Finn. We need to talk." Her voice is as strict as I know it from before and for a second I want to obey her. But then I let my gaze wander over her body, the nightgown with the flowers on it, and realize that it's not really the Michelle I know who is now standing in front of me and trying to negotiate.

I stand casually in Jamsine's room while Mom feels uncomfortable. She has rarely been here, I have already fucked my sister here several times. That's my territory now. Home turf.

And now I will fuck you here, in the same bad as I did your favorite child.

"Relax Mom" ​​I tell her and see the reaction.

Mom nervously plays with the hem of her dress but she can't hide her smile, even though she tries to play it down. Finally I go up to her, stand close to her, invade her private space and start to let my hands glide carefree over her body. Mom lets me, but shudders and tries one last time to prevent what has already happened.

"I have this condition, you know?" she says in a shaky voice. “There is something… I’m sick and… I need… I need you to…”

My fingers are on her lips and when my mother closes her eyes and sucks my finger into her mouth, my family ceases to exist and Michelle Lynchwood joins the new Lynchwood family that I and the MCD have created.

“It’s over Mom” I whisper and smile as mom suckles on my thumb with closed eyes and a heavenly sigh. “Your daughters have seen you eating from the floor, from the bowl, in the corner of the room. Everyone here knows what you are. They have seen that you are just as helpless as they are and, unlike you, they have accepted that I am the one responsible now. I can help them, Mom.” Michelle opens her eyes, slowly, and looks at me while her tongue plays around my thumb and her head bobs slightly back and forth. “I am the man of this house now and everyone in it obeys me. You all belong to me now. I am the place where you live now. So let me help you.” Michelle doesn’t stop suckling on my thumb so I slowly pull it out of her mouth. Her head moves with my movements, she doesn’t want to let me go and when my wet finger leaves her mouth, she whimpers quietly and in need.

“I can’t lose myself Finn” she whispers, even more quietly. “I can’t…”

“Yes you can” I encourage her with passion and patience. “You should. Loot at you Michelle. What have you achieved in your life? No man in the house. Two of your children hate you. Your closest ally, your dearest daughter, I took her because I wanted her. She is mine now. And she loves it. Tammy loves it and Rose too. They all want me to be in control. They all need me.” I move Mom around the room, she lets herself be led willingly, and lay her on the bed. “There’s no point in fighting. You don’t have to fight anymore.”

"But Finn..." I smile lovingly at her.

"Give up, Mom. I know you want it." My hands wander over her breasts and feel her warm skin while she shakes her head.

"No I... I..."

"You'll love it, I promise you. This isn't a punishment, it's a release. Everyone can see it. Please, Mom, see it too and submit to me like your daughters did. Please Mom. Be Happy."

Michelle Lynchwood. +3 (PS +39)

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It's no longer a big change for her and Mom accepts my words. Now she seems to believe them.

"I'm ready son" she whispers, barely a thought, not sounded with words.

"Ready for what?" I ask, smiling while holding her breasts through her dark dress. Under me, she spreads her legs a bit.

"Ready to be owned by you. Ready to be…” She looks at me one last time for help, already dependent, already secure, but not yet realizing it. But then she does it. "Ready to be your puppy.”

“You want it?”

“Yes.” I stand up, my cock stiff and ready. There is still a dance inside me today. One last dance with the monster that was my mother.

“Then tell me.” And Mom can dance as well. Because this time she lets me lead. She takes my hands and holds them to her breasts, accepts my touches as something normal.

“I want to become your puppy son. I want you to own me. To take everything away from me and take me under your guidance and protection. I want… I need you to…” She has trouble finding the words she wants to ay. A good sign.

"You can do it puppy.” I smile. I smile because for the first time in my life, I see Mom happy. Truly happy, as she lets go of everything that has been dragging her down so far.

Michelle Lynchwood. +2 (PS +41)

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Her kisses are hot and romantic. We kiss for minutes, caressing our bodies. Then her hand wanders down and grasps my cock, tenderly but horny. While she jerks me off slowly, our noses almost touch and she looks straight into my soul.

"I need you to fuck me and make... make me... make me bark."

Michelle Lynchwood. +5 (PS +46)

"Make me bark like your bitch and own me."

Finally.

I kiss her again, this time as my lover.

"You are the last thing left of my old life, Mom. When I take you as mine, everything will be different. I will not make you like I made Jasmine."

"I don't understand," she says and kisses me again. Understanding is not what she wants.

"You don't have to," I reassure her. "You just have to obey, for the first time in your life, me, your owner. Just concentrate on me and let me do the rest."

"Yes, owner. Oh yes. Please own me. Put me in a cage, punish me, but please never leave me." But I shake my head, surprised even though I shouldn't be.

"No, Mom. No."

"But..."

"I know what made you the person you are. I don't like it, but I understand it. And now I can change it. If I own you, you can finally be as free as you've always deserved. As you deserve. You can have a will of your own and I will make sure you are happy." And that's what I'm achieving with the MCD. Not a realm of sex and lust. But a home where I and the people I love are happy. And, to my own surprise, even though I shouldn't be, my mother is one of them. "Is that what you want? Owned and happy?"

Instead of answering, Mom gets on her knees. From a standing position, she goes to my feet without breaking eye contact. Full of trust, but slightly trembling, she gets on her hands. Then she turns around so I can se the shape of her ass under the thin fabric of her dress. She pulls it over her bottom and spreads her legs for me, opening her sacred holes for me. I already know her openings, but this time I see them as I always wanted to see them. And Michelle is finally where she always wanted to be.

"Please mount me, owner," I hear her voice. "And make me bark with your cock." Happy.

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We end our Mom/Son relationship with hard doggy. Fitting. I take charge, hold her hips and slam our bodies together with loud noises while mom presses her tits into the sheets and stretch her arme in front of her while holding up her ass to meet my trusts.

"Bark for me bitch!" I order sternly but smile while my cock penetrates my mother's body.

"Arf! Arf! Arf! Yes owner! Fuck your bitch! Yes! Arf! I'm your bitch! Fuck me like a dog owner! Yes! Arf!"

I fuck her hard and fast, drain my last energy and only care about myself while I hold her tight. Michelle wants it, tight and secure, usefull and owned, and she howls happily at the ceiling while our bodies collide. Finally, I grab her hair and hold her like a leash while my aching body is in heaven.

"Yes! Arf! I'm nothing more than a bitch in heat! Owner! Yes! Arf Arf! I'm so happy! Thank you owner for mounting me!"

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We begin our bitch/onwer relationship with caring missionary.

Something mixed up here but who cares?

"Have I ever told you how beautiful your eyes are when they look at me so lovingly?" I ask her as I lie on top of her, her breasts and face in my field of vision. She shakes her head, totally overwhelmed with her feelings. "I'm here. I care for you. Don't worry."

"Yes" she sobbs quietly, eyes getting wet and teary. Her tears collect and make her vision blurry, then the dams break and salty lines of water run down her cheeks. "Thank you owner. You're so good to me. I don't deserve it and... I'm... I want... I... I'm sorry that..." She's just a woman who can't think straight anymore and I console her gently. No need for words or barking now.

"There there" I soothe her while making our bodies colide with passion. I reach down and pull one of her legs around my hips, she lifts her other leg of her own accord and wraps me in a tight embrace. "I'm not going away, Mom," I say, wondering where these words come from. I know I wanted to say something nice and helpful, but these words come out of my mouth without me planning them.

Did I always know that she was afraid of being left alone, I wonder. Alone with the responsibility and the family. Or... Or is it the MCD?

But I'm unimportant now. I've won and I want to be a good winner. That's why I kiss Mom until she finds her voice again. She lets out a loving moan.

"You will stay with me?" she asks, shocked nervousness in her voice.

"Forever."

Michelle Lynchwood. +6 (PS +52)

I imagine it's my words, the promise of safety and security... And maybe a little of my cock... that bring Michelle to a tear-soaked, amorous orgasm that binds her to me forever. With her eyes on me she imprints on me.

I hold her in my arms as I come inside her, deep, with slow thrusts, as we moan together and embrace. Surprisingly loving, I would have bet our sex would be rough and demanding.

Maybe later. Michelle is still a human being. A human being who has trusted me. A human being I will care for. A human being I can respect.

A human being I can finally treasure.

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Message from the author:

A few important things have occurred to me. Firstly, it's time for us to get Tammy's PS+50 update. I hadn't planned to leave her out for so long, but I don't think she'll be at PS +53. And then the PS +50 update for Michelle. The update at +50 will affect other people around her in this regard, and I have to admit that I haven't quite decided on either of them yet.

For Tammy, I'm thinking of introducing an update that makes her attractive to women. Something like... "Oh, such a sweet little girl. And you're her single father? Really? That's... a shame... you, being aaaal alone with her. You need a woman at your side." And Jasmine would be totally cool with it. But I'm open to anyone having ideas on how to approach sweet little (sometimes bratty) Tammy and apply her path to other potential subjects and already activated women.

The same goes for Michelle. I'm planning to do roughly the same for her as I did with Tammy, which is a stupid idea. But little puppies are cute too. The difference could be in the "target group".

I would lean more towards the "service animal" idea. Everyone around her would be calmed down in that moment. So you could use Michelle to calm other people who see how Finn treats his kinky girls in public. So far, everyone, whether activated or not, reacts freely to the changes in their lives. The acceptance only comes from the fact that the girls eventually accept Finn, just like his control over them and other subjects. If you have an idea how Michelle can be used, I would love to hear it.

Since it will now finally be about Lisa, and then about the schoolgirls and the teacher, we still have some time and I'm looking forward to it.

We'll soon have enough tokens to buy something new. Something big this time. I'm all for Uber Cock, now that we've united the family in love. But in the end, of course, it's up to you to decide. Any preferences or maybe even new ideas?

I also want to try introducing sex toys to the schoolgirls that can be bought with tokens. It would be a good idea to introduce this with a new group of girls.

And I also want to try to expand my Ko-Fi presence a bit. It's always a risk to rely too much on these companies because they don't support authors like me and the things I write about very much. But I would like to try to add some bonuses for those who support me so diligently on Ko-Fi. Maybe we can find a way together.