Norman Lindsay (1879–1969), “Folly’s Wisdom”

lithograph, n.d.

The Torment of Saint Agatha, 2023

when there’s no seats left on the bus so someone kindly opens up their pants to allow you to sit on their dick, making sure they come deep inside you before your stop arrives

riding the subway the whole length of the line on your hands and knees, letting commuters drop their loads in either end.  the car you’re in starts to get crowded from the appeal so someone drops down beside you and accepts the next dick in line

waiting for a delayed train, so the crowd takes their frustration out on you, fucking you one after the other against the wall.  when your train finally does arrive, you completely miss it because you’re too busy being fucked by the next group of angry travelers

not having money for the bus fare, so the driver makes you go down on them even as they continue to drive the route

being packed in so tight that you just can’t help slipping your fingers under someone’s skirt, letting the jostle of the vehicle rut your dick against their pussy until it’s wet enough for you to pull their hips against yours and fuck them against the apathetic crowd

maybe you can watch as the spirit makes its carved cock grow into a monstrous stone dildo that you just know is gonna fucking hurt before it even starts to stretch you open around it. and when it finally does force its way inside you, all you can do is gasp and squirm at the cold, unyielding intrusion. wonder if youd be too shocked to cry at that point, surely it hurts to have something so stiff force its way soo deep inside you, even if your perverted hole is soaked enough that it slides in smoothly. do you think youd hear the creak of its nonexistant joints over your desperate whines? do you think when the spirit cums and is satisfied, itd just... leave the statue just like that, pinning you in place with its morphed cock and heavy hands? while you just writhe there, humiliated by the prying eyes of those who pass by? what do you think people would think of you? that youre some kind of pervert that couldnt help but fuck yourself on this statue? or do you think theyd believe your story, that you just suddenly got pounced on by it? do you think theyd try to help you, or take advantage of your position by jerking off onto the both of you?