Tell the truth they say:? Sure; unless you wanna get laid, or land a job.

The Truth will set you free they say: nah - the truth simply hurts.

"I'm being brutally honest they say". Nah - you're just being brutal

But Hey, At Least I’m Not Using

Addiction’s lies, stitched from scars—not a diary, but a fable of recovery’s hypocrisy. From childhood violations to motel-room shame, this is truth too raw for slogans. No miracles, just survival. Content Warning: Graphic themes—abuse, relapse, infidelity. Not for the faint-hearted.

Phuct Fables: Twisted Tales – Episode 4: Mother, Muse, or Monster: Jung’s Dark Mirror of Desire

She’s not who you think—the woman you chase, hate, or worship. She’s your anima, the shadow inside, twisting your mother-wounds and wet-dream fantasies into a lie you call love. Phuct Fables rips the mask off your desires, exposing the chaos of projection with no fairy tales, just scars. Strap in, misfit—this mirror’s ugly, and it’s staring back.

Content Warning: Explicit language, sexual themes, and psychological intensity. Not for the faint-hearted.

[5 min | Narrated by Steve C.]

Men are fucking scum. Obviously." But what happens when the most damaging violence isn't from a man? This is an internal damage report on the specific, psychological warfare waged by some women. The love-bombing, the weaponized trauma, the smear campaigns with sparkle emojis. It’s a brutal dissection of the narcissist who isn't the man, and a confession of why we keep going back to the very people who destroy us. Some people are lethal. And some of us have a soft spot for crazy.

What does God demand from the already damned? A miracle? Or the unflinching truth? Three men are stranded and given an impossible task: teach a dog to speak, or burn. It’s a test of faith without a prayer, a morality play where the final judgment doesn't come from the heavens, but from the mouth of a mutt. In the tradition of twisted fables, this is a story about the lies we tell to survive, and the brutal cost of a honesty that arrives too late. God loves bastards who won't break character. Find out why.

Twisted Tales isn’t here to hold your hand or sell you hope—it’s a knife to the gut of polite lies.

Episode 1, “When Fucking Replaces Faith,”

is a raw monologue diving into the wreckage of sex as a substitute for spirituality, loneliness masquerading as lust, and the hollow ache of chasing meaning in all the wrong beds.

Expect unfiltered, adult-only storytelling—think Charles Bukowski meets Chuck Palahniuk, with a Kiwi snarl.

It’s not for the faint-hearted or the easily offended.

Trigger Warning: This episode contains explicit sexual content, themes of grief, addiction recovery, and spiritual disillusionment, which may be distressing for some listeners. It’s aimed at misfits and skeptics who crave truth over comfort, not newcomers seeking cozy narratives.

I’m Steve C. These tales come from scars—mine and the world’s.

They’re drawn from gritty 1970s Sydney dives and NZ’s polished facades, blending dark humor with brutal honesty. If you’re here for redemption arcs? Look elsewhere.

If you want stories that bite, bleed, and linger, you’re in the right place.

Listen on Spotify,

but don’t say I didn’t warn you.