We all have our own special talents. Singing, baking, directing. It could be anything. I had gone my first 18 years of life without one. I was made fun of that whole time. Mating season just happened to be the day after by birthday. I ended up discovering…my talent wasn't as great as I thought…I wrote this journal to try to let others know about my problem…maybe there are others out there like me…though after writing it…I'd image most of you are just gonna fap to it.

WARNING
[spoiler]Contains explicit sexual content. Everyone in this story is a nudist, which means nobody wears clothing. Contains public sex, prostitution, permanent estrus, and multiple fetish's. You have been warned[/spoiler]