Yes, that.

Here's the deal -- it's chan. It's pretty *seriously* chan, because even though I've written Tim pretty fucking young? He's even younger in this one. Not *much* younger in terms of actual age, but it sure as *hell* makes a difference in terms of his character. It's *really* not the sort of chan that lets you go easy on yourself for reading it. If you can't handle that, this is *not* the story for you. It just isn't, and I'm trusting y'all to be responsible about your own issues, needs, and squicks.

Also? It's not *just* chan. It's a whole lot of other kinks, too -- some of which I've never written before, some of which I've never written in this fandom, and many of which I haven't written to the *extreme* they're taken to here. We're talking BDSM and the physical/intellectual/emotional trappings of same. That isn't the *whole* story by a long road, but it's a pretty serious chunk. If you can't handle *that*, then this isn't the story for you.

Morality takes a header in this story. *Sanity* takes a header. It is, by far, the dirtiest and most wrong thing I've ever written, and, again, I'm trusting you to come into things with your eyes open. Now, for those of you who are still interested? E-mail me at teland 793 @ sbcglobal.net. (Obviously, take the spaces out.) I'll e-mail you a link, and then you can roll around in the filth to your heart's content. I'd really *appreciate* fb, since, you know, I gave up months of my life for this, but, well...

I can't promise not to be a bitch if you just want to flame me. You've been warned.

Additional warning: Frogs.

Please. Don't. Share. If someone you know thinks they want to read it, have *them* e-mail me. For a variety of reasons it's important to me to know who has access to copies of this story, and I'd appreciate it if everyone who asks to see it respects that.