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In the destitute megacity of Nutria, where starvation stalks every shadow and thirst is a relentless torment, humanity has twisted into something primal and profane: men as walking fountains of nutrient-rich essence, women as gushing wells of hydration. Dive into Scott Cline's wildly absurd dystopian tale, The Last Nutrient, where survival means extracting every drop in over-the-top encounters of desperation and delight. Follow wandering providers swarmed by hordes of ravenous women, obsessive relationships built on endless sourcing, and intense feasts that push the boundaries of desire into…mehr

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In the destitute megacity of Nutria, where starvation stalks every shadow and thirst is a relentless torment, humanity has twisted into something primal and profane: men as walking fountains of nutrient-rich essence, women as gushing wells of hydration. Dive into Scott Cline's wildly absurd dystopian tale, The Last Nutrient, where survival means extracting every drop in over-the-top encounters of desperation and delight. Follow wandering providers swarmed by hordes of ravenous women, obsessive relationships built on endless sourcing, and intense feasts that push the boundaries of desire into grotesque hilarity. With cheeky, irreverent flair, Cline crafts a tale that's equal parts laugh-out-loud ridiculous and pulse-quickening hot-perfect for fans of dark, fluid-fueled fantasy.


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Autorenporträt
Scott Cline is the ultimate prankster of the erotica worlda cheeky, irreverent showman with a devilish grin and a mind that's always one step ahead in absurdity. His personality bleeds into his writing as wild, over-the-top scenarios that blend the grotesque with the erotic: think a tentacle monster running for president and seducing voters in increasingly ridiculous ways, or a time-traveling orgy where historical figures swap bodies mid-act. It's so outlandish you can't help but laugh hysterically, yet the raw, unfiltered kink hits hard, leaving readers questioning their own arousal. Scott's motto? "If it doesn't make you spit out your coffee and adjust your pants, it's not worth writing."