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Bimbo Gym! A Fun Story just for you!

So! This is out now with a brand-new coat of paint on it. It is sort of a new story and sort of not; there is a bit of history to it. Perhaps you already know, but Amazon is the number one place where I (and other erotica authors like me) do most of my sales. Originally, I released this story as “Bubbles & Iron,” but it was put under the discretion of Amazon’s filter. I tried to “go with the filter,” so to speak, and released it again as “Fertile Babes Drink Shaped-Rite Shakes!” It was summarily blocked on Amazon. Welp!

Anyway, “Bubbles & Iron” wasn’t ever that great of a name, and “Bimbo Gym!” is a little bit clearer about what’s happening. Long story short, I am re-releasing this story on Amazon and on other outlets to give it another shot.

I honestly think it’s one of my better stories from last year–it has a rotating POV between a down-and-out loser, his stepsister, and his mother. They are all suffering from the loss of the head of the household; when the Bimbo Gym arrives, the mother is able to move on, and the son takes the lead as the new head of the household (with his newly-bimbofied stepsister gleefully adoring his cock as he does so). And he wouldn’t be any kind of a paterfamilias if he couldn’t breed like crazy, would he? Fun, fun, fun!

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If you’re interested in bimbos, taboo brother sister incest, bimbofication, mind control, lactation, nerds winning the day, breeding, creampies, or just good honest hard hot sex…you should definitely check out Bimbo Gym at Amazon, Barnes & Noble, Kobo, and Smashwords as soon as you can!

Here’s the official blurb:

“Don’t I look pretty for you now, Sir?”

Every woman that goes to the new gym in town ends up as a giggly, big-breasted bimbo, and all the men turn into huge, sculpted studs. Alan, a dejected loser, tries to get to the bottom of the mystery, but soon finds that he’s surrounded by hot, willing women desperate to do anything he says! And what makes it even hotter is that formerly overweight Anne, the girl Alan has known his whole life, is now one of those gorgeous, willing, transformed women, eager to do what Alan says…

Can Alan resist? Does he even want to? (Probably not!)

Excerpt:

It felt kind of empowering, walking around with a man like Iron. It felt like he wouldn’t walk around with just anybody. So when she walked around with him, it felt like she was someone who deserved to be walking around with him.

Kind of like how, if she got knocked up, she would be a girl who deserved to get knocked up by whatever stud put her down on all fours and shot his fat, hot load inside her . . .

Fuck! There were those thoughts again. It was all these men, she thought. All these hot men with their big muscles and bigger dicks swinging around.

It was just . . . Iron was so . . . potent. Everything about him just screamed man. Every muscle was so well defined, every bit of hair so thick. She bet his cock was . . .

She shook her head. She tried to focus on the women, instead, as Iron guided her through the cardio area. There were rows and rows of ellipticals, treadmills, stair machines, row machines,

Most every girl—and they were all girls, Anne couldn’t properly call any of the chatty, giggly long-haired temptresses she saw “women”—were incredibly endowed. Their frames all hourglassed with wide hips, tiny waists, and enormous breasts. Long hair coifed perfectly around their hot, eager bright faces, everyone’s eyes so chipper and alert. Even so, Anne watched these same eyes glaze over with heat whenever a man walked by, or an especially hot woman, or any time they took a chug from their shakes.

 

The Men of My Dreams — A Brand New Story FOR YOU!

Out today for all of you wonderfully naughty folks is my newest story, “The Men Of My Dreams.”

This one is a thoroughly wicked tale, featuring some hot two-on-one action with a barely legal super-babe as the star. I just love stories about babes who think they’re untouchable. You know the kind. They walk through the world knowing that men will fall all over themselves to make them happy. But I bet when you see them, you have the same thought I do—”she loves to fuck as much as anyone else.”

This story builds on that notion a little bit. The main character, Candice, is convinced that she can’t be the one to ask for sex, because society has crafted her personality in such a way that to ask for sex is completely wrong. But, she knows she was made to fuck…so her only choice is to convince someone to take her “against” her will. It’s a naughty little story that only works in a smutty environment like what I create—I certainly wouldn’t recommend thinking it’s anything like real life!

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At any rate, this newest story has all sorts of hot elements: barely legal action, anal sex, mfm threesome fun, reluctant ssex (or is it?), sexy bareback creampies, and a gorgeous teen temptress. And so, if you’re looking for a hot noncon or reluctant-type erotica, make sure to check out “The Men of My Dreams” to scratch that itch! It’s available (or will be soon!) at Amazon, Barnes & Noble, Kobo, and Smashwords!

 

Here’s the official blurb:

Sexual phenom Candice can’t help but tease the teachers at her school with her hot body. She’s a naughty girl—all she wants is for someone who knows well enough to ignore her when she tells them “no.” Her reluctance is a facade, and her dream is for just one man to see through the ruse and take her like the nasty minx she knows she was born to be. But letting someone know that was what she wanted would ruin the whole appeal—so she teases and teases, hoping to drive a man mad with lust.

But much to her surprise, she drives TWO men mad with lust, and together, they’re going to corner her and make all her dreams come true…whether she likes it or not.

 And here’s an excerpt:

He had the door locked and had sat me down in the front row of the classroom. He sat across from me, on the edge of his desk, his arms crossed.

“Why don’t you explain to me what you and Joey were getting up to?”

For a moment, I considered playing dumb. Probably, if I thought I could actually get in trouble, that would have been the safer route. But of course, I didn’t think I could get in trouble. I was the queen of the entire school.

“I was showing him how I could suck my own nipple.” I smiled, cupping my tits with dainty hands. “Would you like me to show you, Mr. Young? I do a really good job.”

His jaw dropped. Whatever response he was expecting from me, it certainly wasn’t the dead-honest truth. He was really cute like that, looking so surprised. He started to sputter.

“Y-you can’t act like this. I won’t have it in my classroom.”

I smiled, biting my bottom lip. “Oh,well…”

“Well, what?”

“It’s just, you remember how last year there wasn’t enough tax money to pay for all the departments?”

His sputtering stopped entirely. Now, he looked very serious. He took his glasses off and then put them on again.

“Yes,” he said. “Yes, I remember that.”

“And don’t you remember how it was my Daddy who paid for you to have a job?”

“…yes.”

“I guess that means that if I said you were mean to me, he’d be pretty upset, huh?” Mr. Young said nothing. “I guess that means you’re just gonna have to live with it?”

He said nothing, his frown only deepening.

I giggled, delighted. “In fact, what that really means is that I can be as big of a bitch as I want, all day, to anyone I want, and you won’t do a single thing about it, will you?

Again, he said nothing.

His eyes were all over me, though. Inspired, I decided to try something a little…dangerous…

 

 

 

 

Maid Laid Bare–A new story for you!

Out today for all of you wonderful people is my NEWEST tale, “Maid Laid Bare.” This fun little romp is my own take on the time-tested sort of tales in which an impressionable young lady goes to work for a rich, handsome man.

In this particular case, though, the handsome man has a gorgeous wife and also a studly servant…and all three are very interested in how beautiful the new maid is. More than that, they’re all in on a plot by the handsome estate owner. I don’t want to give too much away, but let’s just say that if the billionaire stud has his way, then the maid is going to put on a lot more curves for about nine months!

Writing this sort of story is a lot of fun. There are some hints in here from old favorite genres of mine, most notably bimbo stories (the wife and servant sneak fertility drugs into the maid’s food, which make her breasts grow and make her a little too lust-addled to think properly).

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Anyway, if a hot maid being taken advantage of and transformed into a willing fertile servant sound like fun to you, make sure to check out “Maid Laid Bare” today! You can find it NOW at Amazon, Barnes & Noble, and Smashwords!

 

Here’s the official blurb:

“Get on your knees, or I get a new maid.”

Incredibly gorgeous but also incredibly poor, Claudette has never had a good run of luck in her life. Then, she is hired as a domestic servant for the enigmatic Mister Castle and his beautiful wife. For one year of completely obedient service, they’ll pay her one hundred and fifty thousand dollars—a dream come true. But Castle and his wife, along with their studly, tattooed assistant Terrance, soon draw Claudette into an erotic spiral of desires that become more and more depraved. Claudette finds out she was made to be a good girl, and good girls always do what they’re told…no matter how erotic or filthy the request.

They tell her to clean, and she cleans; no big deal. They tell her to dress sexy, and she dresses sexy; strange, but she can do it for the money. They tell her to perform sexual favors, and she’s in too deep; Claudette feels she has to do what they say. But there’s one last request—the Castles want an heir, and they want Claudette to give it to them.

 

Here’s an excerpt:

 After weeks of building up lust, his pent-up arousal finally boiled over, and Terrance had decided to take me for his own.

We were in the study. Strong and proud, he pushed me down onto my knees, my tiny lace outfit ripped apart by his big hands. The swirling tattoos on his ripped, hard arms and chest pulsed. His hands roamed all over my curvaceous body, feeling me up at his leisure.

The past few months had been too much for my morality. As much I knew I should resist, as much as I understood that I shouldn’t just let him have his way, all I really wanted to do was give in to his lusts and be everything that he wanted me to be.

All those skimpy, sexy maid outfits I wore. All those hot fishnets and little skirts. The cleavage-baring dresses and the sexy games of lingerie dress-up with the lady of the house—Terrance had watched all of it, and he wasn’t going to be content watching anymore.

But…but I had to save myself for marriage. I wanted to badly to be a good girl, a proper girl, even though everything about me looked like I was built for fertility and sex. My big breasts, my sexy wide hips, my long blond hair and big blue eyes…he could hardly be blamed for his lust taking him over when I had been teasing him so much.

“I’m going to give it all to you, good girl,” he grunted, yanking my hair hard.

My panties were soaked with lust and torn from his rough grasping. But still…I couldn’t live with myself if I didn’t resist. Twisting, I slipped out from his grasp and pushed him to the ground. He stumbled down with a groan, banging his knees and head.

I turned and ran—the door was locked! Scrambling, I yelled and pulled at the door.

Finally it opened—I was saved! I rushed out, and straight into the arms of Mister Castle himself—the billionaire who owned the entire estate. The billionaire who had hired me as the maid.

“Oh, thank you!” I was breathing hard, my heavy tits crushed up against his broad chest. “Thank you, thank you!”

In my relief, I hadn’t noticed that he hadn’t said anything. I hadn’t noticed that he was completely naked, either, his enormously strong body completely ripped and stacked with concrete-like slabs of incredible musculature. And only dimly, after several moments, did I notice that his hands were pushing up my wet thighs and up toward my torn, soaking panties.

I looked up, terrified…and saw that he was grinning.

He’s the devil, I thought. The devil himself. I was completely in his grasp.

And it had me more turned on than I could have ever imagined.

There was still some resistance left in me, no matter how loud my submissive side cooed and moaned about how perfect and right this was.

I tried to back away—but I ran directly into Terrance, who pushed me down onto my knees before Castle. The estate owner’s enormous manhood was displayed before me. I could feel Terrance growing hard against my behind.

There was nothing I could do. There was nowhere I could run.

They were going to take me no matter what I said.

Taken by Cowboys! – A new story out right now!

Out today for all of you is my newest tale, Taken by Cowboys!

This is another tale in the vein of I Was Taken By Cavemen! A bit silly, but very raunchy. (Speaking of that Cavemen story–it’s going to be an audio title very soon, so be on the lookout for that!)

This is one of those stories that got much, MUCH dirtier and naughtier as I wrote it. Originally, the main character Laura was going to be a bit submissive, but she ends up being INCREDIBLY so, begging to be chained up and used by both these big cowboy studs. It’s lots of fun.

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If a tale of a submissive babe being able to let her inner-sub out sounds like fun to you, then check out “Taken by Cowboys!”

Here’s the official blurb:

Suddenly zapped back in time to a rustic Old West ranch, the buxom and curvaceous Laura finds herself cornered by two immensely hunky, strong cowboys who don’t take kindly to “no” for an answer. Her entire identity as a strong, independent woman is challenged by these hyper-masculine studs who only know one proper place for a woman—on her knees. It would be a nightmare come true…except that Laura, free from society’s prying eyes, finds herself loving every second of it.

For mature audiences only—this erotica short (~7000 words) features a busty babe getting much more than she bargained for from two cowboy hunks who have never heard of protection!

Excerpt:

Of course, this was in stark contrast to how getting taken and forced by Karl was the living embodiment of every fantasy she had ever held. Whenever she masturbated in her bed at home, always it was envisioning something like what had happened earlier—being taken and cornered, alone, no escape, no choice but to give in and be used and abused like a complete fuckdoll…

Her hand drifted across the bed, somewhat hoping to rouse Karl again.

But no! No! She had to get away. Get back to the portal. Get in her own time. Stop acting like such a complete slut. That was the proper thing to do.

So, slipping up out of the bed, still covered partially in Karl’s expanse of cum, she intended to slip away.

But it was to no avail, so far. Karl was a light sleeper, and rose with her.

Make me some breakfast,” he commanded, smacking her on the ass.

She stood still, her body overwhelmed with the heady lust that hearing his masculine command gave her. He must have thought she was hesitating, because he struck her ass again.

Go on,” he said. “Know your place, girl. Make me some breakfast.”

She slipped on the clothes he had available for her—a sort of raggedy old blue dress that looked like it had been abandoned after a night of passionate fucking. It clung to Laura’s generous curves, showing off her cleavage and her legs, both. Her own clothes had been torn apart by Karl, of course. Just like all of Laura’s will…