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One big release today and one big RE-Release!

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Hello hello helloooooo all you wonderful erotica fans out there! I’ve got a brand new story out for you today in a brand new series–“The Lust Days.”

This is a hot little “what if” tale exploring what might happen if the sky suddenly opened up to another dimension, flooding our world with primal sex and lust all over. All the men become hulking, hunky studs, and all the women become nymphomaniac, dripping-wet, milk-titted bimbos. Hooray AND Huzzah!

Fans of mine might notice some similarities between this and some other tales, notably the “Lust Fever” series and the “Lust Party” series. It’s almost like I did it on purpose!

Also! Super important!

Available at Amazon

I had to RE-RELEASE “Bust Gun: The Photo Shoot” due to some miscommunication with Amazon. So, now it is “Bust Gun: The Shoot.” Same story, different title, same hot stuff inside!

 

At any rate, if you’re in the mood for a hot new tale from me about a world full of bimbos and studs, check out “The Lust Days” today!

 

Here’s the Official Blurb:

”I’m so needy…so hot. Please, can’t we? Right now?”

Jerry just wanted a romantic road trip with his girlfriend Alexis—and maybe finally unfreeze her Ice Queen personality. Then, the annoying Daphne and standoffish Nadine invited themselves along, turning the fun getaway into a total chore. Jerry thinks there’s no way he’s going to get laid…and then The Event happens.
The sky turns bright hot pink, but that’s not all that changes. The intellectual Alexis becomes a dripping hot, busty bimbo nympho, eager to be filled by Jerry’s urgently hard member. Daphne—before, totally starving herself and plastered with too much make-up—becomes a nubile sexual goddess, and the overweight Nadine transforms into a pin-up model with a addiction for Jerry’s suddenly-endless amounts of hot white seed. Jerry changes too—morphing from a regular mechanic into a hardcore, hard-bodied stud with an enormous member and endless sexual stamina. Before he knows it, Jerry is surrounded by a trio of eager, fertile babes eager to do whatever he says and recognize him as their Man and Complete Owner. He can fill them full of his heirs however he wants, and use their overflowing cups to fuel his desires. The only problem is…everyone else is changing too, and Jerry will have to keep his girls safe from the sudden roving packs of studs wandering around…

 

And Here’s An Excerpt:

We were going to stop closer to the cabin,” said Jerry. “Sorry. There’s probably a vending machine somewhere. Follow me.”

He grabbed Alexis’s hand, taking it away from his cock, and led the trio of confused, bubbly-headed girls through the rows of rooms. They could overhear inside heavy, hot sounds of panting and moaning from several rooms. Jerry stopped at one room, opening it up with the key and gesturing for the girls to go inside.

There’s a machine,” he said, pointing just around the corner. “Does anybody have any money?”

They all shook their heads. Alexis was having trouble remembering just exactly how money worked. It was the stuff Men gave you that you traded for like, clothes and stuff. Right?

Men were definitely in charge of it. She knew that much. Girly girls like her didn’t know a thing about numbers. Money was like, basically numbers? Like numbers with…funny squiggles?

Fuck,” he said, clearly losing his temper. “Fuck! What the fuck is happening?”

His change in mood was completely sudden and absolute. One second he was relatively calm, the next, he was raging and violent. Alexis felt her heart hammering, needing to suckle his cock until he calmed down.

Or didn’t. Her pussy wettened at the thought of him slapping the fuck out of her face while she went down on him.

Jerry kicked the wall and then slammed his fist against the door. Roaring, he rushed toward the vending machine and slammed his foot into the bottom of it, knocking the heavy glass door over the treats loose. Then he continued to kick it, powering it open, and once the door was loose he ripped it all the way off and sent it scattering onto the floor.

The cover of the vending machine was heavy and latched securely. A man would have to be like, superhumanly strong to be able to just force it off like that. Alexis, watching her man lose his temper and unleash all that strength on the machine, had never been so fucking wet in her life.

Girls!” he snapped. “Come get your fucking food! Now!”

Daphne and Nadine snapped to attention, immediately rushing to follow the man’s order.

As they poured out of the room, Alexis grabbed Jerry’s arm and tugged him inside, shutting the door behind her. Her heavy tits felt swollen inside of her constraining top. Her hair sprinkled around her shoulders, thick and dark, and she licked her lips. Without thinking, she clung to her man, kissing him deeply, wrapping her body tight against his and joining him in a sizzling hot kiss…

 

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New story time – “Bust Gun: The Sleepover” is out now!

bust-gun-2-the-sleepoveraHello hello helloooooo all you wonderful erotica fans out there! I’ve got a hot new tale for you today concerning one of the most erotic hot-spots of them all–the sleepover. Who hasn’t had a daydream from time to time about pajama-clad beauties tossing pillows around and daydreaming about which boy to marry, comparing boob sizes and trying on make up? Fun! “Bust Gun: The Sleepover” is the next in the “Bimbo Magic” series, which started with “Bust Gun: The Locker Room.”

Well…things pick up a little quicker in this tale of mine (as they often do) when the Bust Gun arrives. From sororal sleepover to sensational sexfest, the Bust Gun makes action happen fast. This hot tale involves barely legal virgins, bimbo transformation, harem gathering, group sex, creampie/impregnation/bareback, master/slave relations, pseudo-incest, mind control/hypnosis, lactation and milk play, and so much more!

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So! If you’re in the dirty mood for a hot tale with no holds barred, look no further than “Bust Gun: The Sleepover” today!

Here’s The Official Blurb:

Leonard is going crazy with lust. He’s already lived with the hot MILF Margaret for as long as he can remember, and he also lives with the very pretty Blair—the same young age as him. She’s a prim-and-proper beauty, easily a virgin despite her obvious fertility. On top of all that, Blair invited two more girls over for a sleepover—including the luscious debutante Gabrielle, who’s hotter than Leonard ever knew a girl could be. He resigns himself to a night of desperately cranking his member thinking of the gorgeous girls around him, but then the Bust Gun mysteriously arrives.
It’s a special device that can turn women into utterly servile beauties with overflowing cups full of warm cream, and all with just the pull of a trigger. They’ll suck and serve and sexily strut alongside their new owner at the drop of a hat, with all the erotic delight a life of constant pleasure can afford them. Soon, Leonard finds himself at the head of a rapidly growing harem…and unless the girls can figure out a way to stop him—or if they even want to—he’s going to have a bevy of bimbofied beauties fulfilling his every last erotic wish, including his need to create heirs in their lusciously fertile bodies.

 

Excerpt:

God,” said Coraline, standing up with her fingers still in her snatch, feeling the hot current of orgasm running through her tight young teen body. “I’m so fucking hot.”

And she really was. Coraline tore off her thick sweater, standing up naked between Gabrielle and Blair. She was on her tippy-toes; she couldn’t help but walk with her heels up. Maybe her calf muscles had shortened? She needed to put on some heels to help her.

It was then—only then—that they noticed that Coraline hadn’t been wearing a bra.

She hadn’t needed one, really. Though she had been overweight, her breasts didn’t exactly come as part of the package deal. Her mother had practically zero tits, and the same with her mother, and her mother, and so on. But now, Coraline’s tits grew rapidly, ballooning out first to the size of baseballs, then fists, then heavy, ripe melons. The flesh jiggled and shook, every current of air sending a spike of pleasure through her bliss-saturated system.

Her nipples progressed until they were hot little brown raspberries, ripe for picking. She flicked one, a flood of pleasure flooding her.

Oh fuck, oh cool,” she moaned, meanwhile forgetting everything she had ever learned in her life about biology in a matter of seconds. That sort of knowledge wasn’t needed for her future life as a bimbo fuckslave. If she could have been made aware of such an event happening, she would have wished the braincells farewell—before locking the door on them to ensure they never returned.

Her cunt gushed.

What finally made her double-over in mind-bending orgasm was seeing her face on Blair’s desk mirror. Once so plain and acne-scarred, painfully vanilla, Coraline’s looks were now exotic and delightful. She had gorgeous brown eyes and thick cock-sucking lips, a cute button nose and a certain elegant mystique that would mean that guys wouldn’t know what an airhead she was until well-after she opened her mouth. It was hotter that way—she could look more elegant and regal for Him that way when he paraded her around town…

“The Magic Tablet: The Complete Series” is out NOW as a completely erotic bundle for YOU!

Hello hello hellooooooo all you wonderful erotica fans out there! Short little update today as I’ve got terrific news for you–the various stories of “The Magic Tablet” series, including Ruling His Hot Students, Ruling His Own Strip Club, and Ruling His Immortal Enemy are now combined into ONE hot bundle so you can read them all in one place. Huzzah!

This hot saga contains hot harem building, erotic mind control and hypnosis, breast expansion/enlargement, bimbofication, transformation, corruption, dubcon, barely legal hotness, impregnation/breeding/creampies, group sex, and SO MUCH MORE! Check it out today!

“Bust Gun: The Locker Room” – A Hot New Erotic Tale, Out Now!

Available at Amazon!

Hello hellloooooo all you wonderful erotica fans out there! I’ve got a brand new story out for you today that features all kinds of super hot bimbofication, transformation, mind control, barely legal sex, breeding/impregnation/creampie, group sex, lactation, and so much more!

“Bust Gun: The Locker Room” (available on Kindle Unlimited) follows the path of lovable loser Roderick, a guy who just can’t get no respect. He’s scorned by jocks and hated by his ex-girlfriend, and he’s never been laid. Then, after a particularly hard evening in a locker room, stuffed there by some asshole athletes, he finds the Bust Gun…and starts to turn his life around.

With just a shot, he can turn any woman he wants–even his snobby ex–into his willing bimbo slave. She gets bigger tits, longer hair, beautiful skin, lactating breasts, and a mind full of needy erotic thoughts just for her new Master.  Super hot.

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So! If you’re feeling up for a bimbo-riffic tale of debauchery and lust, check  out “Bust Gun: The Locker Room” today!

Here’s the Official Blurb:

Roderick is your average loser—picked on by jocks, hated by his snobby ex-girlfriend, and ignored by hot women everywhere. Then, he finds the Bust Gun, and everything changes for the better. Just one shot is all it takes to make a beautiful woman into his eager, erotic, fertile servant girl. Women transform from beautiful coeds to mind-blowingly hot, obedient nymphos, complete with overflowing cups full of delicious cream. With the Bust Gun in hand, Roderick can make all his dreams come true…including the one that involves making his arrogant virgin ex apologize to him for never sleeping with him. He’ll even make her beg…if only he could figure out how to reload the darn gun…

Excerpt:

The lockers were positioned against the walls of the locker room. In front of them all was a wooden bench where the athletes could sit and get dressed. He had Betty laying down on one such long bench, and he watched with utter shock as her body transformed into something straight out of his wet dreams.

First of all—her breasts. They were basically non-existent before. In her tight tank-top, she looked about as flat as your average twelve year-old boy, and though her body was incredibly fit, she was at a real lack for curves.

Now, though…her breasts were growing. They grew straight past handfuls and right into gobsmacking TITS, straining the fabric of her tight shirt so much that he’d had to use the scissors in her little bag to give her more room on top, cutting a line from the collar down to the center of the shirt. That had, with the blossoming power of her beautiful breasts, only encouraged a heavy v-line of cleavage to develop.

But that wasn’t all that was changing. Her hair, thick and short, was becoming thicker and long. Voluminous heavy locks of brilliantly shiny chestnut-and-blond hair spilled out from her head. Her skin became more tanned and shiny, her lips poutier, puffier, her every inch of body layered with achingly hot muscle tone. Her boyish hips and waist became suddenly incredibly womanly, pushing out into a beautiful hourglass shape.

Wow,” he said, just looking at her. “Wow, wow, oh wow…”

What was happening? What had he done?

Obviously the gun had something to do with it. It was behind all of this somehow. But…that wasn’t possible, was it? A gun couldn’t just…just make a woman look like this, could it?

And then, there was what she had called him just before collapsing.

Betty had called him…she had said…

Master. She called me Master.

She slid upward on the bench, moaning and coming awake.