I lost my Chuck Tingle virginity back in 2016, the same year that I started testosterone, and these are the only 2 important events of that year. I then did not consume a single Chuck Tingle erotica for roughly a decade, which I realized recently while cleaning out my list of podcasts I wanted to listen to that I never got around to and had to make the harrowing decision of whether or not to remove Pounded In The Butt By My Own Podcast. I proceded to pull up Dr. Tingle's Tumblr (the only social media that exists in current year after all the others exploded), searching for insight into whether or not I should pull the trigger, and saw he has made quite a lot of content since my departure from the Tingle wagon. I used my daddy bezos credits to acquire whatever he had most recently linked. To my frugal delight, the purchase contained not one but TWO Tinglers!
So I sat down at 4 am with 2 double shots of espresso (4 espressos?) coursing through my sickly vitamin D deficient body and cracked open my fresh Tinglers. I instantly became immersed in a world I forgot existed - equal parts nostalgic and novel. The first story was good enough, but the second?
I have come to realize what exactly has been missing in my life for the past 10 years. It is this book, Slammed In The Butthole By My Concept Of Linear Time. I am back in the Tingle fandom. Tingledom? We'll learn the fandom terminology later. We have a lot of catching up to do if the 10 pages of titles categorized by fantasy creature and/or trope at the end of this ebook is anything to go by.
Anyway. This was a good story, 4.5/5; wish Time was a bear instead of a muscled hunk but I do understand the literary importance of this decision, so it gets rounded up to 5.