This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales is entirely coincidental. The author further suggests that any person who thinks this book is about them take caution to avoid a repetitive stress injury from the amount of masturbation it must take to sustain their ego.

Copyright © 2020 by Madi Girlmeat


All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced or used in any manner without written permission of the copyright owner except for the use of quotations. For more information, address: @girlmeat5557 on Twitter.

I am eternally grateful for the following people's generosity in helping flesh out my world with a diverse and interesting cast.

In order of appearance: 

The character Crozi was developed by Teef - @chronoteeth.

The character Becca was developed by Michelle Weathers - @chelweathers.

The characters Davy and Walter were developed by Max Graves - @maximumgraves

The characters Casey and Kassie were developed by 'Dog Lady Heather' - @dogladyheather

The character Ellen DeGenerous is based loosely on the ‘person’ Ellen DeGenerous, although any similarities between the two are completely coincidental, and the character should in no way should serve to critique either the morally vapid original individual, or her rotting horse carcass of a talk-show. - @TheEllenShow..

Thank you also for the contributions of Penelope Cochran, Silas Rock, and Rey Foosili, and Marc Laidlaw.

Cover art by Firstname Lastname.

Amazon suppresses labour organizing in order to continue to exploit, underpay, and overwork their employees. If you purchased this book through Amazon or one of their affiliates, I politely request that you either A: visit to learn more about how labour organizing is key to a secure future for the working class, or B: Give this book away to a locally owned charity shop or used bookstore before dropping yourself off of a moving vehicle like the poorly packaged sack of horse shit you are.

For every dead queer, and every queer who wishes they were dead.