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Grocery (2/2)

Grocery (1/2)

Payback, Full Story, Pdf

The Golden Descent, photos

(TG) The Millers

The Golden Descent (4/4)

The Golden Descent (3/4)

The Golden Descent (2/4)

The Golden Descent (1/4)

Mugshot: Elena

Payback, Part 3/3

Carla collapsed back into the leather chair, her body a throbbing, incoherent mass of synthetic alterations. The marathon of runway training had shattered her sense of time; hours had dissolved into a blur of pain, blinding lights, and the cloying ...

Payback, Part 2/3

The hairspray fumes had barely settled when Tina rolled her stool closer to the chair. She adjusted the blinding ring light until Carla’s vision was nothing but a white halo, obscuring the flash art on the walls behind them. The tattoo artist sna...

(TG)RESTRUCTURED

Payback, Preview

Happy New Year! Never too late to say it!

Thank you so much for your support. After a few difficult weeks, I’m finally feeling like myself again. My energy and ideas are returning, and I’ve been able to create things I’ve truly wanted to see for a long time.

Transit will be back.

Thank you again for being here.

Take care of you,

—Avaro 2026-01-31 17:54:37 +0000 UTC View Post

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Social Media (Facebook):

"So lucky! 💖 Just got this iPhone 16 for super cheap! The screen is amazing but it gets kinda hot in my hand? Cozy Sunday vibes! 🧸✨ #NewPhone #Chill"

POV Chapter:

As soon as I gripped the phone, a ...

(TG)Under Housekeeping (3/3)

(TG)Under Housekeeping (2/3)

(TG)Under Housekeeping (1/3)

Merry Christmas !

Merry Christmas to all of you !

I have some little stuffs to share soon.

Take care of all of you,

Avaro

Transit, Interlude, 74

@Loripleasure Moscow, i'm here! ✈️💋 Just touched down and I’m already bursting out of my top. 🤭 2500cc of American plastic looking for a Russian Daddy. 🇺🇸💉 Who wants to help me unpack? 🧳😈

#Moscow #Bimbo #PlasticQueen #Travel #2500cc #MadeInUSA

Costume

Soul Purpose

Mark and Jodi were comfortable. Too comfortable. Their life together had settled into a beige routine of sensible choices and quiet evenings. He didn't think he wanted to change her—he loved Jodi—he just craved a little elevation. A spark to break the monotony. Finding the "Elevators" on that obscure website felt like stumbling onto a secret...

Hello...

Hello everyone,

I want to take a moment to thank all of you from the bottom of my heart. 💖
I know there has been a lack of new content lately, and I haven’t been at my best. Life has been a bit heavy, and creativity doesn’t always flow the way we want it to.
But it’s exactly during these moments that your su...

Transit, 73

...The dream was blurry. And she was light.

A strange, hollow feeling. She was in the hotel room—her hotel room, 718—but it felt wrong. She looked down. Her chest was flat. 4 Unremarkable. She brought her hands to her face; her nails were short, bare. Her hair felt thin and was a dull, mousy brown. 5

She was wea...

Transit, 72

Ivan stood, his movements efficient and detached. He adjusted his clothes, his face returning to the cold, neutral mask of business. He was a client whose transaction was complete.

"The payment is processed," he said, his thick Russian accent clipping the words. "Johnny will be in touch with your final instructions." He didn't kiss her. He...

OMG !

Jane’s eyes snapped open to a sterile, unfamiliar light.

Her reflection stared back.

A sharp, hitching gasp sucked the air from her lungs. The woman in the mirror wasn't her. It was a doll. A thing of plastic perfection. Massive, platinum-blonde hair was piled in a high, tight ponytail, pulling her eyes wide. Her face was ...

Fitness !

Tom leaned against the studio mirror, his gaze fixed hungrily on his wife, Jane. He loved her dedication, but... god, she was so plain. Her fit, thin body, hidden in a drab grey shirt and black shorts, just wasn't enough. He wanted more. He didn't just want a fit wife; he wanted a spectacle. A goddess.

"...

Deal with the Devil

Diane’s knuckles were white, her expensive pen hovering. "This final clause," she bit out, her voice the ice that shattered subordinates, "Non-negotiable 'personal asset forfeit'? It's absurd."

A chuckle, smooth as spilled oil, filled the penthouse office. "The price of the entire Eastern seaboard, my dear. A small price. Sign."

He...

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