I write indulgent inflation smut with questionable ethics and zero apologies. I am not consistent. I welcome suggestions, but make no guarantees.
I am purposefully leaving financial ties out of this, so I do not accept commissions.
A grocery store worker finds out what happens when you handle fruit that was delivered from a lab that has previously been featured in an inflation story. Oh, and the whole city also finds out.
A group of generic fantasy adventurers find out why dungeon delving in an inflation (et. al) is a bad and sexy idea.
A Note to Mods: While this story does heavily involve inflation, it also contains other /d/-esq themes. If this is not appropriate, feel free to nuke this story. As with all my stories, all characters are legal.