Simpsons Porn Story: the simpsons the fetish
The fetish. (Pt1)
Bart was ten years old,
well if truth be known he told himself, he was pretty close to eleven
so in his eyes he was on the verge of adult hood. Grown ups
were……well stupid, they knew nothing, well nothing of value to a
kid anyway. Bart had a problem, he knew he had a problem though he
wouldn’t describe it as such, he had a need, a desire. He had had
it for nearly a year now and it had grown progressively worse, not to
the point of obsession, though occasions he thought it might, but to
the point of he would take risks, unnecessary risks boarding on being
caught…….he had a desire he needed fulfilled, ok….he was
obsessed. It had started, as he had said about a year ago, he had
gone for his usual nightly bath, he liked to take it alone now, he
had told his mother ages ago she need not rub him down with soap…..he
was beginning to like it too much and on one or two occasions it had
shown……..prominently shown, fortunately, to the best of his
knowledge he had gotten away with it.
