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Could /lit/ give me a critique on my work? I plan to submit it to publishers next week and I'd like to get an idea of what you guys think of it. It's my take on the Tales of Genji from a Western perspectus.

"That should be the last one," said Rukia as she squeezed the last pebble of feces from her rectum onto the baking pan. Pulling up her panties and stepping down from the stool she was standing on, she picked up the pan and walked it to an open oven, already preheated to 450 degrees Fahrenheit. She placed the pan inside and closed the oven door. She started an egg timer, already preset for 10 minutes, and sat in front of the oven, watching her shit cook. A smile worked its way across her face as she watched her dropping begin to collapse in the heat, putrefying and bubbling in the intense conditions. This was her favorite past-time; there was something interesting about watching her own byproducts warp inside a hot oven. And there was definitvely something interesting about sneaking her boiling-hot stew into Ichigo's dinner.

This time would be different, though. No sooner had Rukia plopped herself infront of her baking shit then Ichigo entered the kitchen, his proud, erect dick hanging out of his clothing.

"What are you doing, Rukia?" asked Ichigo as Rukia jumped a little in shock.

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