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Hi there hello hi hiiiiii all you wonderful erotica fans out there! I’ve got a wonderful new story out TODAY for you–“Obeying His Will.” This is a brand new story in a brand new series following the story of a somewhat “doomed” expedition into an ancient temple.
This story features a gorgeous young college girl following her crush–a masculine explorer/archeologist–into an ancient magical temple full of dark powers. The powers are unleashed on the archeologist, and suddenly he’s imbued with all manner of incredible power–including the ability to enslave any woman he wants. Except, for some reason, our beautiful heroine…much to her chagrin.
It features sexy transformation, breeding/creampies/impregnation, barely legal sex, mind control, master/slave relations, harem gathering, and much MUCH more.
So! If you’re in the mood for a crazy hot erotica tale, make sure you check out “Obeying His Will” today!
Here’s the Official Blurb:
Hot college girl Alice has had a crush on the massively masculine archaeologist Nolan Slate for as long as she can remember. He’s a world-traveler with a lantern jaw and a devil-may-care attitude. When finally she can join one of his expeditions, of course she does, hoping to spring the news of her undying love on him and hopefully snuggle up to his massive member with her luscious virgin lips before the end of the trip. She’s never been with anyone in an intimate way, ever, and she needs him to be her first—and would even be happy to carry his unprotected load inside her. Together with a sexy female mercenary and an icy, beautiful fellow professor, they travel to a snowy, forbidden mountain to investigate rumors of an ancient magical temple—isolated and, Alice hopes, romantic.
But, when it turns out that all the legends are true, and the Phallic Temple of the Ancient Male is really magical, everything turns upsides down. Nolan transforms from a hunky guy into a studly god, with powers to transform any girl he wants into his personal, fertile loveservant. He can change bodies into feminine perfection—long-legged, big-breasted, and utterly subservient to his will. And Alice—who has wanted to serve Nolan for so long—is so turned on that she’s struggling to find what’s wrong with that…
Excerpt:
This is like—like a screen wipe. One second my eyes were closed and I was drifting. The next, I’m fucking standing in the middle of some great edifice, an enormous altar in front of me. Janine and Vlada are there, and they’re smiling, their faces sort of mad. But not angry mad, like, insane mad.
Like, manic mad—their smiles are wide and fearsomely happy, like they’re about to split apart from the amount of bliss they’re feeling.
And I can tell that they are in this dream with me; it’s not just me dreaming about them. This is a dream that I’m having with them at the same time.
I’ve only fucking read about that sort of thing, and it’s supposed to be fucking fake.
But this is real. I know it is. I can feel it.
They’re dressed in these shimmering, sheer white gowns. Tall slits up their gorgeous legs, all the way up to their hips. They’re both so fit, I can see their pelvic bones, ugh.
Their nipples are hard as fuck and their cunts are drooling hot wetness. Both of them are standing next to this altar in the shape of an immense hard cock and huge balls. Like, the altar itself is the balls, resting happily on the ground, and towering above us is the hard, turgid cock of some stone god. The veins are as thick as my forearms.
I’ve never been so turned on in my life, and Nolan fucking Slate just told me he was attracted to me—so do with that information what you will.
I look down and see that I’m dressed the same way as Vlada and Janine, my virgin body all clad in a sheer white clingy gown. It plunges in a deep v-neck, showing off my cleavage, and I feel vulnerable and afraid, but in a nice way. A sexy way. There are sleeves that go all the way down to my wrists, but they’re so sheer, like the rest of the gown, it’s like they’re not even there.
“We’ve been waiting for you so long, little darling,” say Janine and Vlada in unison. “So very long. Won’t you come adore Him with us?”
They drop to their knees and start licking at the heavy balls of the altar. I can see that it’s made of stone, but the ease with which their tongues slide up and down it make it clear that they’re not tasting stone at all. They’re tasting Male…
