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"To put it bluntly: how do you expect to earn my respect when an alpha seven years your junior doesn't respect you?"
"…Of course. I understand. But with all due respect, Boss, it's not like I can just pin him down and bite his scruff."
"Why not?"
Wumuti blinked. Nana showed a smile full of sharp teeth.
Wumuti puts the company's insolent little Gen Z alpha right where he belongs: on his knees.
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02 Jun 2026
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Haru is a beginner Camboy just trying to pay for his rent. Wumuti finds him and suggests they collab to please both of their audiences.
But their scene takes a far worse turn- Wumuti likes the baby alpha a little too much.
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Wumuti has her first guest on her channel and immediately falls so in love that she has to introduce her fellow streamer friends to him
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23 May 2026
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In the bathroom, Wumuti is close enough that Haru can smell the perfume on her skin and the slightly chemical, powdery scent of her makeup. He’s not sure it doesn’t say something bad about him, to have a Pavlovian reaction to that, getting horny enough that he has to think unsexy thoughts so he doesn’t get an erection and ruin the shot.
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22 May 2026
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With trembling fingers, Wumuti traces the mark carved into it.
It’s just under her navel — a horned heart spreading out its tendrils, the color of healing flesh still tender. Tender enough that a careless touch makes Wumuti wince. It’s a different kind of pain, though, from when she’d sliced through her skin two days ago, muffling pained whimpers into Haru’s dirty shirt and bleeding everywhere. A different kind of pain from her other tattoos.
After Haru's coming of age ceremony, Wumuti fulfills her long-lasting wish.
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09 May 2026
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Haru glanced up to find Wumuti tilting his head at him, the red tassels in his shiny dark hair swaying.
“You’re fidgeting a lot,” Wumuti continued, “like a naughty little fox. Something on your mind?”
If Haru truly were a fox, his ears would be pinned back against his head. He had no idea how long Wumuti had been watching his internal struggle; what kind of faces he’d been making, given the nature of his thoughts.
In the winter of Haru’s nineteenth birthday, the seedling Wumuti had planted in his heart grew a new leaf.
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- Part 1 of hopefully, one day
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09 May 2026