Ecchi014-Samara-Stretching Out (SFW) (Patreon)

Mind Stretch

Samara arrived home from work, her mind muddled and body aching from the demands of her job. Despite the headaches and fatigue, she couldn't deny the strange ecstasy she felt from her psychodiving excursions. With a soft groan, she shed her clothes and collapsed onto the cool tile of her living room floor, grateful for the familiarity of her routine and the quiet solitude of her private space.

Normally, she would end her days with a calm and calculated sequence of stretching exercises, followed by a period of reflection and meditation. But today, as she reached for the large yoga ball that served as her trusty prop, something felt amiss. Her muscles quivered with an unusual restlessness, and her skin seemed to prickle with an almost tangible energy.

As she began to stretch, her focus narrowed to the sensations radiating through her body. Each flex and twist drew her attention to some new aspect of her form—the angles of her hip bones, the firmness of her abs, the fullness of her breasts. She felt weightless and detached from the world around her, as though her consciousness floated in the void. It was as if she saw herself for the first time with fresh eyes, and from a very different perspective.

Then she realized she was rapidly slipping into another dissociative episode.

...continued in the full post.

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Hey everyone,

I've been doing my best to make good on the promise to follow my whimsy, and as it happens, whimsy has led us all to Samara's crotch. Not a bad outcome.

As with all images that cross my screen, this started as a nude. "I'll keep it simple this time," I told myself, and to some extent, I did. But then I tossed some clothes on Samara for that all important SFW image, and then as I spent hour after hour staring down at her moist slit, I started thinking, "We've gotta take this a bit further, right?" Then one thing led to another, and I'm coming up with backgrounds and props and her work attire, and then a story premise was brewing in my head, and then she needed to be stuffed full of... "objects". 

And that's the creative process! At least, that's how it's always worked for me.

Let's get the lewds posted.