Hello Reader,

I haven't written creatively in many years and this is my first attempt at writing a fetish/erotic story.

I have deliberately avoided including dialogue in this story, as well as steering clear of detailed descriptions of personal appearances or character traits. You can mentally visualise whoever you like, be that yourself, people you know or celebrities... it's up to you who you want to place in the described situations. Names used were selected at random.

My mission with this piece was to simply see if I could get back into a creative flow and remind myself of some basics. I didn't feel up to in-depth characterisations at this stage. I will use future stories to practise dialogue and characterisation, should I decide to write anything else.

I am aware of my tendency to over-punctuate and endeavour to improve upon this issue in future. MS Word may also be guilty of mis-corrections. I used two different versions while writing; each seemed to behave differently on matters of grammar and punctuation.

For the impatient... filth truly begins in chapter 8.

Other Disclaimers:

This is my own creation, posted publically under the penname Epidaurius (supposed to mean "no skill" in Latin... blame Google Translate if it's wrong) on giantessworld.net and deviantart.com only. If it appears somewhere else, I don't necessarily mind but it wasn't my doing.

Any resemblance to other works/excerpts/concepts is likely to be coincidental. No deliberate plagiarism intended... though bear in mind that I have perused a great many related fetish works over the years, and it's possible that something might have subconsciously snuck in. If this is the case, my heartfelt apologies to you... and thank you for apparently inspiring me at some point in the past. There's probably a psychological term to describe such phenomena. Yay, science!

Good luck to you, dear reader. I hope my fledgling efforts do not annoy you too much.

- Epidaurius