Welp... You went there, didn't you.
I honestly don't know why I did. Like... I went to the forums, saw your name and thought "Jaydee is an awesome writer. Maybe I'll see what they've done lately, find me a little nice WAFF tentacle porn story or something" but then I saw this one and... well, you know how morbid curiosity works. I just... Why? Why, Jaydee? Why do you do this to me?
So let's start with a couple little positive notes. The naming of the characters. I love that. Gertie. Van Dijk. Stott. It all feels so intentional, so tongue-in-cheek. I love it. There's also, as there usually is with you, quite a few genius lines in here. My first favourite was - and I'll only put a few words of it because I don't want to have to put warnings on a review - "practiced incestuous ease" lol. So brilliant.
The second one... Okay, so here I was, reading, horrified, wanting to hit the back button, and wondering what BBW rubbed JayDee the wrong way to inspire this little diddy. And then I read a line like "Cadence's vocabulary sometimes set the wrong tone" and I legit laughed out loud.
Dude, I just spent a week writing what I thought was violent porn, and now I've read this and... I think back and realize holy fuck my violent porn is soooo vanilla compared to this. You put me to shame. Kudos. I think? Though, as really messed up as this is, the ending did actually make me smile a little bit. Your writing, even this graphic, shameless snuff, is amazing. You make me feel shit I don't wanna feel. You make me laugh when I don't want to laugh. You make me feel anger and disgust and respect all in one fell swoop. You're awesome. I think.
Jesus Christ. I need a drink.
This had to easily be one of the most uncomfortable and nastiest stories I've ever read, and I'd have expected nothing less from you. Just as I usually do when I finish your stories, I had to lay down for a minute and try to process whatever the fuck I just saw. I find some of these more extreme stories fascinating sometimes, and impossible to not finish. So basically; good job once again, you sick fuck.