TerrylovesBoobs

Demagogue of depravity, conduit of corruption, prophet of Slaanesh... Dare you listen to our wanton words? *giggles and gibbers*

I am an online infamously depraved deranged, physiologically tormented talented amateur author of erotic filth, satire, silliness and sleaze, with a gratuitously descriptive, excessively erudite and overly complex paragraph writing style, and seemingly personality traits androgyne ability to write from both gender points of view. I specialise in heavily smoking fetishism, gravity defyingly glorious massive boobs, beautifully nasty tattoos, kinky clinky piercings, sky high heels, long lacquered glossy claws, constrained chained waspish waists, and strutting outrageously nude and lewd and or in slinky skimpy outfits, all for gorgeously perverted plotting women to passionately pounce on cute, unwary prey, rip their clothes off and f**k them ecstatically senseless...

I live near Birmingham in the UK, and am overly probably genius IQ educated with many GCSE's, 5.5 A levels in Physics, Chemistry, Geology, English Literature, General Studies and Critical Thinking, half a thwarted degree in Metallurgy and materials science, and various Open University home studied environmental, renewable energy technology and mixed sciences courses.

Unfortunately I also have exceptionally fearsome Irritable Bowel Syndrome, combined with near constant practically tentacular gastroenteritis, a hiatus hernia, sizzling acid reflux, malfunctioning trigger happy digestive immune system, and a ridiculously one in a million rare metabolic/sleep disorder called Kleine-Levin Syndrome, which amongst many increasingly confusing, unstable body wide biochemical side effects also causes fluctuating testosterone fueled hypersexuality, a seeming lack past "cute and twinkly mischievous looking," described teenage aging and unsurprising erosion of emotional perception of reality.

The effect of all that roof rattling, ecto containment unleashment at once on my stories, whenever I actually manage to write something is also increasingly obvious, the result of my body pulling fighting with itself with excessive metabolic hunger, erratic sleep, ghastly stomach pain and inexplicably insistent boners in different directions all at the same time, driving me daily to distraction, skulking sick in bed, often horny writhing near delirious for hours, but somehow surprisingly still sane. As a bonus, the first medically known victim of the genetic disease, a napoleonic frenchman helpfully mentioned by Stephen Fry on QI, went unstable brain chemicals batshit crazy and hungrily devoured human corpses. *burps*

Oh, and all I really, really want is a filthy gorgeous bad girl of my very own to play with dammit! *tries to look cute and pounceable* One also has an unmistakably romantic magnetic attraction to "silly," dating doubled over in the street with laughter, like hugging trees, similarly confusing unworthy lamp posts, front door keys on string and wrist watch replacing, placed on sixth form school desk wind up alarm clocks.

I also lurk on Youtube, www.youtube.com/user/purryclaw… stalk many avatar extreme Second Life minions on Flickr, www.flickr.com/photos/94398388… has a ludicrously massive journal list of increasingly insane filthy filled ideas down below, and here are my most dubious choices in accompanying slaaneshi theme music! www.youtube.com/watch?v=HsGRsD… www.youtube.com/watch?v=i7AC5M… I know you want to listen, til all your thoughts insidiously turn to my more filthy fetishy corruptive way of thinking ...

Current Residence: My illustrious lair
Favourite genre of music: random pop music and Vice City 80's metal
Favourite style of art: Pendulously pierced and overly buxom
Shell of choice: ammonoid
Skin of choice: warm, soft and yielding, whilst coming in a surprising array of colours
Favourite cartoon character: YT Dogsnack that eats farts, then weird things happen.
Personal Quote: *various maniacal mutterings* And confusing canine greetings of coathangerous bitings of joy!