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New Release! — In the Bag: A Female Designs Story

in the bagOut today for all of you is my newest story, “In the Bag: A Female Designs Story.” It is, as you probably guessed from the title, in the same universe as my other Female Designs stories, which include “A Change in Style,” “Another Change in Style: Teen Queen,” and “Becoming the Perfect Wife.”

One thing I enjoy about writing these kinds of stories is all the different places that basically “magical” clothes can take the reader. The first two novellas follow a pretty linear storyline, but open up for this great big world where tons of hot babes are waiting to be transformed into sex-crazy nymphettes, desperate to spread lust and love everywhere they go. I think one thing that draws me to write these stories isn’t just the hot, explicit sex (of which there is quite a bit), but also the whole “sentient virus” aspect of it, wherein each babe who starts wearing the clothes wants to have others wear the clothes too.

There’s not too much to it in this tale, but the men get affected as well (for more of that, check out “Becoming the Perfect Wife”). In my mind, they become very well-equipped for rutting, and are just elaborately endowed alpha males ready to fuck any hot thing that crosses their path.

Coming up in the next little while: one more Female Designs story (for now) and the start of my mailing list! If you’d like an email whenever I release a new story, make sure to check back soon to sign up! I’m going to be delivering a completely FREE erotic short for all the wonderful people who sign up, so don’t miss out!

In any case, if reading a hot story about a serious-minded woman becoming a hopelessly horny bimbo slut scratches any itches of yours, make sure to check out “In the Bag: A Female Designs Story,” now available at Amazon, Barnes & Noble, Kobo, and Smashwords!

Here’s the official blurb:

Abigail has been having a rough day as an aspiring businesswoman—she’s tired, soaking wet from a rainstorm, and picked up the wrong luggage from the airport. But her day soon improves when she discovers the clothes in the bag she picked up somehow elevate her mood. They also give her a hotter body with bigger breasts, blonde hair, and a whole new attitude dedicated to happily serving men! Will she be able to stop wearing the clothes before she becomes a completely sex-obsessed bimbo?

For mature audiences only—this erotica short (6600 words) contains explicit scenes of a serious-minded woman becoming an airheaded bimbo, complete with breast expansion, hair growth, dressing in skimpy clothing, masturbation, and hardcore sex with men and women!


What on earth was going on?

She slid off the bed and walked to the bathroom, examining herself under the dim light.

Yes, there could be no doubt about it. Her hair was longer. It was styled, even, growing out in long feathered waves, like she was some seventies’ housewife.

It looked . . . well, it looked good, she had to admit. If she were to have long hair, she would want it to look like this. It framed the high angles of her cheekbones perfectly, and the lightness of the color set off her blue eyes.

Hold on.

The lightness of the color?

The blueness of her eyes?

No . . . no! Her hair was brown. It was dark, mousy brown. It was nearly chocolate levels of thick, lustrous brown.

Except it wasn’t. It was dark blonde, and seemed like it was getting blonder at the roots, like God was giving her a dye job as she stood and watched. And her eyes—formerly dark and brown, cool and mysterious, echoing the pitiless state of mind she aspired to learn from her business colleagues, were turning a serene blue.

How had any of this happened?

She turned away from the mirror. A flash of movement made her turn back.

Oh no.

No, no. This was too much.

Were her tits . . . growing?


New Release! — Hypnotizing the Sorority

Hello and welcome to my brand new site! To inaugurate its shiny new existence, I have a story for all of you, “Hypnotizing the Sorority.”

hypnotizing the sororityThis is a follow-up to “Hypnotizing the Girl Next Door” (available at Amazon, Barnes & Noble, Kobo, or Smashwords), and extends the story of Jared, the lucky young stud who found the mind-control device in the first story. There’s lots of hot action here, with girls seducing other girls, and one alpha male completely dominating all of them.

Something I find intensely erotic is when a newly-recruited slave is used to go out and recruit slaves of her own. A good portion of this story is focused on that, as well as an indulgence of my kink for seeing horribly snotty, arrogant hotties become horribly snotty, arrogant hottie slaves. There’s something intensely erotic for me about a beautiful woman being incredibly haughty to everyone she sees, except for her Master, that really gets me going. So, if you’re of a similar mind, make sure to check out this hot new tale! You can find it at Amazon, Barnes & Noble, and Smashwords! And make sure to check back again soon, because another sequel (“Hypnotizing the Detectives”) is quite close to completion!

Here’s the official blurb:

Alyssa, beautiful sorority president, is accustomed to the knowledge of all the wonderful things she deserves. She’s never encountered a man she could not seduce or a woman she could not humiliate into doing exactly what she wanted.

On the day of the annual sorority pledge party, where Alyssa makes her final decision on who is worthy enough to included in the highly exclusive Kappa Phi Theta sorority, she bumps into her roommate Giselle, who is speaking dreamily about some new man in her life. Giselle fell in love with him right away, apparently—and wants to show Alyssa how to fall in love with him too.

Using her Master’s mind control device in his name, Giselle convinces Alyssa that what she and the rest of the sorority really deserve is to be owned completely by their new Master!

For mature audiences only—this erotica short (~8700 words) is the direct sequel to “Hypnotizing the Girl Next Door” and features a snobby sorority girl’s transformation into a hot, submissive love slave, eager to do anything her Master says as he takes her and an entire sorority house full of young lingerie-clad beauties under his control, including hot oral sex, making love to other beautiful sorority girls, ordering around other babes for her Master, and hardcore fucking!


Her thoughts had dissipated entirely. Worries and concerns slid down beneath a hot, easy soil of arousal, a fertile area for the wonderful ideas that Giselle expressed.

Alyssa found herself sitting on the bed with one of Giselle’s smooth, lovely legs wrapped around her own. That was nice. Giselle was so nice. Everything was so nice when Giselle was near her. They were such good, close friends. It felt natural to share everything she had with her.

Alyssa had been kind of a prude earlier. She didn’t remember about what, but she knew it was true. It would be way cooler of her to just sit and talk things out with Giselle.

Keep an open mind, Alyssa. Experiment. That’s really important.

“I have something to confess,” Giselle said, stroking Alyssa’s hair. “I . . . “ the pretty dark-skinned girl took a breath. “I have like, an enormous crush on you. I didn’t really know I was into girls before? But I really, really am. And I’m especially into you.”

Alyssa felt her heart thumping fast. Oh wow. That was so honest, so open of Giselle to say that. She felt like she had to reciprocate the honesty, somehow.

She didn’t know if she was a lesbian, of course. But Giselle was really so very pretty.

“I mean, I really like you, Giselle, I just . . . um, well . . .”
“It’s important to experiment, Alyssa. We’re in college.”

That was true. That was probably one of the more true things that Alyssa had ever known. It was tattooed on her pretty little mind, right next to “Drink water,” “Eat food,” and “Breathing is essential.”

Alyssa inhaled deeply, taking in Giselle’s exotic scent.

“You smell so good,” Alyssa cooed. “I didn’t know before how good you smelled.”

Giselle giggled, hugging her friend tightly. The crown Giselle wore knocked against Alyssa’s head a bit, but that was okay. It was a pretty cool crown. It was probably the coolest piece of headwear that Alyssa had ever seen, so it was totally fine that Giselle was wearing it.

Alyssa took the opportunity to hug Giselle back, to inhale her scent once more. God, she felt sooo soft!

Alyssa knew she deserved to use Giselle as her one-time bisexual college experiment, deserved to do whatever she wanted with her. She was that beautiful, after all. They both were.