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4 years of stories!
3 years ago
Now that we are in November 2022, it has now been 4 years since I started taking commissions. Last year's anniversary journal is here if you missed it, but now it's time for another run with updated stats!
I have published 55 stories, up from 32 last year, totaling 517,228 words, up from 225,507 last year. I've more than doubled my total word count! Amazing what actually writing on a schedule can accomplish. This annihilated last year's milestone goal of 343,988 (the first two Lord of the Rings books), and thanks to The Days After and Friendship Is Golden, it also blew right past 481,103 (all three LotR books). Next up is 576,459 (LotR + The Hobbit) and that'll probably be here sooner rather than later, so after that is 706,112 (LotR+The Hobbit+The Silmarillion). After that, I'm going to need to start pulling in other author's works to compare against. I also hit the big 500k thanks to Small Fish, Big Pond Ch1.
A total of 352 narrated pees have been written, up from 182 last year. The average is now 6.4 (up from 5.7). Considering that FiG counts for 42 all by itself, it's definitely got its finger on the scales on this one; if I don't count it, the average goes back to 5.7.
An estimated total of 561.8 pints of urine have been expelled, up from 224.7 last year. The decimals come not only from Fidget for being smol, but also from Sydney from FiG, since she is stated to be smaller than the others, so I counted her for less. (That's 70 gallons, by the way, up from 28 last year) As before, this doesn't include the really egregious hyper pees (but does include estimates for the big girls from Splash Party). This is more than enough to fill a bathtub (42 gallons). As a back-of-the-napkin estimate, a cubic foot is 7.5 gallons, so this could fill almost 9 cubic feet, which is at the lower end of capacities for a typical fridge.
There have been 98 orgasms, raising the average from 1 to 1.8 per story. Most likely this is due to me branching out from pure watersports stories.
And as for things peed on, we're at 74 floors (up from 38), 44 containers (up from 30), 19 vehicles (up from 13), and I added a new stat: 51 items of furniture (tables, desks, chairs etc) have been peed on at some point or another across all my stories.
All of this is only possible due to the continued support of all my commissioners, watchers and commenters, so thank you all. Let's see where things go by next year!
And of course, I added all of my stories into a Markov chain again, more than doubling the size of its training data. Let's see what it comes up with this time. (My commentary is in parentheses, like this)
Short ones
- He was quite another. (This feels like a backhanded compliment, somehow.)
- Terra only moaned in the cushy pillows at the store out of the sofa. (Don't judge, some people just have their special comfy spots that they like to moan from.)
- Sammy was glad that that was about to do. (It's a good day that that was about to do what has to be done by me...)
- Inside were several printed pictures of Natalie, glancing away from it. (Spooky. Halloween was yesterday, though!)
- Maybe it's not empty. (Maybe it's Maybelline?)
- Most of her slightly pale stream gushed from her breast. (Markov chains do not understand basic anatomy. I'm sure this is someone's fetish, though.)
- Hannah chuckled as she looked around in her bladder. (...looking for what, exactly?)
- He wouldn't allow himself to keep as leftovers. (Markov generations with threatening auras)
- Cursing aloud as she held the door closed behind her. (Another Halloween generation.)
- Sydney asked, momentarily surprised; she glanced at Code with a gasp. (An unexpected crossover!)
- She was incredibly nervous about the archery range. (What do you call a fear of bows?)
- Ardes admitted as she felt the intense desperation building up in a more dramatic chord. (Ardes comes with her own personal soundtrack, apparently)
- Her golden fluid grew weaker as she tugged her panties and pants were on opposite sides of the building. (It started out normal, and then went waaaaaay off the rails!)
- I'll probably be really hard to consider anything else. (I think the script is asking me to stop running it.)
- His persistence was rewarded as she relieved herself into the air. (Hey, this one could actually make sense in the right context!)
- Not to mention that since it was probably full of determination. (*Undertale Intensifies*)
- If someone had told her what it was, it was a long sigh. (I don't know why but I find this one hilarious)
- The dragon flew off, and then shuddered, stopping abruptly. (I think we know where this is going.)
Okay, if that's what it does with short sentences, I can't imagine what trainwrecks we'll get from...
Long ones
- Sydney snorted and gave in to clear out of Code's depths, but she swelled with confidence and swayed her hips to spray earlier. (Sydney becomes so confident that she can pee backwards in time.)
- But he took in the continuing saga of her urine running down onto the plastic, her urine gushed into C'helpa's waiting mouth. (I mean, I do put a fair amount of plot into my piss fetish smut, but I would never call it a "continuing saga"!)
- Only then did she get Kaitlyn to help wake herself up, Sammy quickly realized that Code couldn't hear her stream began to flag, she squeezed her muscles pushed it back up, she saw Code undoing her belt, but it would be more to get once they went across her clit as she connected the dots, her tail to move something she'd wanted to, the middle of it, while she was doing, and it struck her and playfully stuck out his forelimbs, contemplating whether or not to assume it was his turn to blush, though nowhere near the edge herself, Rose kept her distance, looking for anything he tried not to think little of interest was apparent. (It went wild on this one, that might be the longest one I've seen it spit out. How many characters are in this???)
- He frowned, opening his pack of cigarettes from his cock throbbing within her pussy, she spread her pussylips enough to need another one. (The first half was already absurd, but the second half makes it even better/worse!)
- She turned and tugged her shirt only coming down here, it was too shallow for the two people that were a mess, the blankets next to it rustling the leaves, and Makayla gave a small glance towards Code, who was not a big one, and tapped it in its scabbard to the next zone: more caves, this time of day. (The second half killed me and I don't know why)
I'm honestly not sure if this is an improvement over last year or not, though I did get a few more (very short) coherent sentences out of it now and then.
Until next time!
I have published 55 stories, up from 32 last year, totaling 517,228 words, up from 225,507 last year. I've more than doubled my total word count! Amazing what actually writing on a schedule can accomplish. This annihilated last year's milestone goal of 343,988 (the first two Lord of the Rings books), and thanks to The Days After and Friendship Is Golden, it also blew right past 481,103 (all three LotR books). Next up is 576,459 (LotR + The Hobbit) and that'll probably be here sooner rather than later, so after that is 706,112 (LotR+The Hobbit+The Silmarillion). After that, I'm going to need to start pulling in other author's works to compare against. I also hit the big 500k thanks to Small Fish, Big Pond Ch1.
A total of 352 narrated pees have been written, up from 182 last year. The average is now 6.4 (up from 5.7). Considering that FiG counts for 42 all by itself, it's definitely got its finger on the scales on this one; if I don't count it, the average goes back to 5.7.
An estimated total of 561.8 pints of urine have been expelled, up from 224.7 last year. The decimals come not only from Fidget for being smol, but also from Sydney from FiG, since she is stated to be smaller than the others, so I counted her for less. (That's 70 gallons, by the way, up from 28 last year) As before, this doesn't include the really egregious hyper pees (but does include estimates for the big girls from Splash Party). This is more than enough to fill a bathtub (42 gallons). As a back-of-the-napkin estimate, a cubic foot is 7.5 gallons, so this could fill almost 9 cubic feet, which is at the lower end of capacities for a typical fridge.
There have been 98 orgasms, raising the average from 1 to 1.8 per story. Most likely this is due to me branching out from pure watersports stories.
And as for things peed on, we're at 74 floors (up from 38), 44 containers (up from 30), 19 vehicles (up from 13), and I added a new stat: 51 items of furniture (tables, desks, chairs etc) have been peed on at some point or another across all my stories.
All of this is only possible due to the continued support of all my commissioners, watchers and commenters, so thank you all. Let's see where things go by next year!
And of course, I added all of my stories into a Markov chain again, more than doubling the size of its training data. Let's see what it comes up with this time. (My commentary is in parentheses, like this)
Short ones
- He was quite another. (This feels like a backhanded compliment, somehow.)
- Terra only moaned in the cushy pillows at the store out of the sofa. (Don't judge, some people just have their special comfy spots that they like to moan from.)
- Sammy was glad that that was about to do. (It's a good day that that was about to do what has to be done by me...)
- Inside were several printed pictures of Natalie, glancing away from it. (Spooky. Halloween was yesterday, though!)
- Maybe it's not empty. (Maybe it's Maybelline?)
- Most of her slightly pale stream gushed from her breast. (Markov chains do not understand basic anatomy. I'm sure this is someone's fetish, though.)
- Hannah chuckled as she looked around in her bladder. (...looking for what, exactly?)
- He wouldn't allow himself to keep as leftovers. (Markov generations with threatening auras)
- Cursing aloud as she held the door closed behind her. (Another Halloween generation.)
- Sydney asked, momentarily surprised; she glanced at Code with a gasp. (An unexpected crossover!)
- She was incredibly nervous about the archery range. (What do you call a fear of bows?)
- Ardes admitted as she felt the intense desperation building up in a more dramatic chord. (Ardes comes with her own personal soundtrack, apparently)
- Her golden fluid grew weaker as she tugged her panties and pants were on opposite sides of the building. (It started out normal, and then went waaaaaay off the rails!)
- I'll probably be really hard to consider anything else. (I think the script is asking me to stop running it.)
- His persistence was rewarded as she relieved herself into the air. (Hey, this one could actually make sense in the right context!)
- Not to mention that since it was probably full of determination. (*Undertale Intensifies*)
- If someone had told her what it was, it was a long sigh. (I don't know why but I find this one hilarious)
- The dragon flew off, and then shuddered, stopping abruptly. (I think we know where this is going.)
Okay, if that's what it does with short sentences, I can't imagine what trainwrecks we'll get from...
Long ones
- Sydney snorted and gave in to clear out of Code's depths, but she swelled with confidence and swayed her hips to spray earlier. (Sydney becomes so confident that she can pee backwards in time.)
- But he took in the continuing saga of her urine running down onto the plastic, her urine gushed into C'helpa's waiting mouth. (I mean, I do put a fair amount of plot into my piss fetish smut, but I would never call it a "continuing saga"!)
- Only then did she get Kaitlyn to help wake herself up, Sammy quickly realized that Code couldn't hear her stream began to flag, she squeezed her muscles pushed it back up, she saw Code undoing her belt, but it would be more to get once they went across her clit as she connected the dots, her tail to move something she'd wanted to, the middle of it, while she was doing, and it struck her and playfully stuck out his forelimbs, contemplating whether or not to assume it was his turn to blush, though nowhere near the edge herself, Rose kept her distance, looking for anything he tried not to think little of interest was apparent. (It went wild on this one, that might be the longest one I've seen it spit out. How many characters are in this???)
- He frowned, opening his pack of cigarettes from his cock throbbing within her pussy, she spread her pussylips enough to need another one. (The first half was already absurd, but the second half makes it even better/worse!)
- She turned and tugged her shirt only coming down here, it was too shallow for the two people that were a mess, the blankets next to it rustling the leaves, and Makayla gave a small glance towards Code, who was not a big one, and tapped it in its scabbard to the next zone: more caves, this time of day. (The second half killed me and I don't know why)
I'm honestly not sure if this is an improvement over last year or not, though I did get a few more (very short) coherent sentences out of it now and then.
Until next time!
