Smutketeers

Dearest Readers,

A matter of utmost importance has come to my attention. I, the wicked scholar of the smutty menagerie, do beg humbly your assistance. A bit of research is required, but the rewards are more than worth the cost. You see, kind readers, I’m in dire need of help.

I won’t be coy…I’ve spent long years studying the topic thoroughly, and what I require are new specimens for my research. Hard pecs, smooth muscles, the sweetest curve of a masculine backside. Oh, yes. That will be my fee for entry into the day’s contest.

As the Smutketeer’s flying fortress is quite well hidden, and even my longing for the male posterior can’t get in the way of security–and our latest mission to save the world–a picture will suffice. Place a link to the portrait of your choosing in the comments, and I’ll select the finest specimen. The darling reader who provides for my ongoing research will be amply rewarded, you have my most honorable word on the matter. I am a Smutketeer, after all.

Ever Wickedly Yours,