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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!

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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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Hot Bimbo Tale Out Now–“Bust Gun: The Photo Shoot”

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Hello hello all you wonderful erotica-heads! I hope you’re doing well. I’m doing just dandy, especially because I just realized an AWESOME new story–“Bust Gun: The Photo Shoot.” It’s another spin-off in the world of the Bust Gun’s adventures from one lucky guy to another, which you might remember from “Bust Gun: The Locker Room” and “Bust Gun: The Sleepover.”

In this edition, the Bust Gun lands on extra-lucky guy Lewis, who is feeling not so lucky as he’s basically serving as a slave to two overbearing supermodels on a tropical island. The models are hot, demanding, and utterly cruel–especially the hottest one, Isabelle–and Lewis can’t do anything about it.

That is, at least, until he finds the Bust Gun. It unlocks everything for him that he ever wanted–hot, delightful, endless sex with his own personal harem of supermodel fucktoys. That is, if he can get the darned thing to work in time before they figure out what he’s up to…

So! If you’re in the mood for a hot tale that involves sexy harems and bimbofication, check out “Bust Gun: The Photo Shoot” today!

 

Here’s the Official Blurb:

“You’re the Only Man I serve. I promise, Sir…”

Being stuck on a private beach island with two of the most gorgeous women on Earth sounds like paradise for a regular guy like Lewis. Isabelle and Rebeca are both busty, beautiful supermodels, and they’re wearing nothing but bikinis every day while Lewis works as their assistant. It seems wonderful—except for how they both look down on him and mock him constantly, especially the infinitely gorgeous and haughty Isabelle. To them, he’s nothing more than a joke—someone to order around and step on while they enjoy their lives of luxury and delight. Then, Lewis finds the Bust Gun with all its transformative powers.
With it, he can turn the two snobby beauties into his perfectly obedient love servants. They’ll do anything at all he says—even kneel before him, call him their new God, and beg him to breed their fertile bodies full of his heirs. The Bust Gun makes them even sexier than before, with bigger busts, longer legs, thicker hair, hotter faces, and so much more. It even fills their breasts so that they become overflowing cups of milky delight. With the Bust Gun in his hands, soon Lewis will have his very ownsupermodel harem—no matter what the snobby hotties have to say about it!

 

 

Excerpt:

She stepped forward, moving around the bed. Slowly, his activity came into full view.

No, don’t—”

But he couldn’t say more, because he was groaning in obvious pleasure. His thrillingly large cock was in one hand and he was cumming, shooting hot loads of sparkling white jizz into what looked like some kind of toy gun he had positioned beneath his cock. He fumbled with the gun for a few moments, placing it carefully under his spray, filling up the vial on its side almost entirely with one shot.

What the…what the fuck, Lewis?”

Shi-shit,” he said, huffing still. “Shit. That was good. So hard. So much harder than usual.”

I don’t give a fuck!” She shook her head. “What the hell is wrong with you? Were you jerking off to me fucking talking to you?”

No,” he shook his head. “I was just—”

I just saw you! Don’t deny it, you creep. You were fucking masturbating while I was trying to talk to you? Are you fucking deranged? That’s it.” She began to walk out of the room. “Forget the threats. You’re done, kid.”

No,” he said. “Nadine—you are.”

She stopped at his threat, ready to tear him a new asshole. In seriousness, she was ready to beat the shit out of him. She felt sexually assaulted.

He held up the gun and pulled the trigger. And then…

Then, everything changed.

A wave of lust filled the room. The protest on her tongue melted in a wave of bliss, and she fell to her knees, suddenly staring up at the most handsome, most infinitely attractive man she had ever seen in her life. Nadine had been married twice, both of them ending early due to her constant travel and the jealousy from her high-paying gigs. Never once—not even in the brilliant first few days of romance and attraction—did she feel so much love and adoration and pure fucking lust as she did in that moment, staring up at Lewis.

Such a Man,” she whispered. Her voice was soft and girlish. She giggled at the sound of it—and then giggled at the sound of that. “Such a real Man…”

 

 

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“Bimbo Gaze 3” – A Brand New Mind Control Erotica Tale Out Right Now!

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Hello all you wonderful erotica fans out there! Wonderfully hot little tale out today, “Bimbo Gaze 3.

It is of course the sequel to Bimbo Gaze 2, itself the sequel to Bimbo Gaze. This hot bimbofication series–featuring tons of barely legal sex, impregnation, creampies, group sex, harem gathering, master/slave relationships, lactation, transformation, mind control, and SO MUCH MORE–follows Ethan Prince, a rather lucky young man who finds himself with the power to turn gorgeous women into even more gorgeous brainlessly hot fertile pets with just a look.

But, it’s not all fun and games (and sigh, why not? Why can’t it sometimes be just fun and games? Oh conflict, you get into all our fiction). He’s not the only one with powers–super hot babe Amelia turns into a super hot babe with super strength, and when Ethan mind controls her sister, she’s not too happy about it! After beating the ever-loving hell out of Ethan, he’s got to beat a hasty retreat, but how will this all shake out? You have to read to find out!

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SO! If you’re looking for an Ultra-Hot Bimbofication Story where the Bad (Good) Guy Wins, check out “Bimbo Gaze 3” today!

 

Here’s the Official Blurb:

“Like…don’t you want us to serve You, Sir? Forever? Please?”

Ethan Prince doesn’t know why, but he’s got power beyond his wildest dreams. With just a look, he can turn a regular woman into a complete bimbo goddess—fertile, gorgeous, and utterly willing to serve him exclusively in every erotic way, even if she was an innocent virgin. Their curves are spectacular, their faces angelic, and their cups overflowing with sensual milk. Every sexual fantasy he’s ever had is available to him with the hottest women he could imagine, and his harem keeps growing and growing. But there’s one woman who can resist him—Amelia, the girl of his dreams, who’s been given powers like Ethan. Only, her powers make her super strong and tough, and resistant to Ethan’s mesmerizing gaze.
The next time Amelia sees Ethan, she’s vowed to defeat him once and for all. Because even though Ethan doesn’t mean ill to anyone, he can’t help but turn normal beauties into his helplessly turned-on possessions, ready to breed for him at a moment’s notice. He knows he’s bad to the core…but with all the pleasure his harem gives him, he’s started not to care…

Excerpt:

By the time I had the office all set up—mattresses placed just right, Gia covered in my cum in the corner and close to exhausted from a thorough skullfuck—Victoria had just arrived with my newest recruits. It was late afternoon, and the sun was setting.

They were two young beauties, wrapped around each other’s bodies, kissing and fingering each other madly in the back seat of her hatchback. They wore tiny skirts and big, clunky heels. Their tits straining against tiny sweaters. One had on a choker necklace that looked like a collar. I greeted Victoria with a long kiss, squeezing her ass tight. My fingers slid over toward her asshole, applying pressure through the fabric.

Good girl,” I said, knowing the words would gift her with a strong, urgent orgasm.

Her reaction did not disappoint, her body melting into mine as she trembled with pleasure. Even as the feeling still shook through her bones, she turned with bright, bimbofied blue eyes to her vehicle.

Yesterday, I have to remind myself, she absolutely hated me. She wanted me dead.

Now she worships me. No one else has a chance.

Girls,” said Victoria. “I’ve got that cock I promised you.”

Both of them scrambled out of the car, lining up behind Victoria obediently.

Who have we got here?” I asked. “Introduce yourselves.”

I kept my eyes—and my Gaze—off them directly. Instead I looked at other features—their tits, their chins, their bare legs in their tiny skirts. All were spectacular, of course. Victoria did good work.

I’d have to remember to bring out a mirror or something for the next batch so that I could see them more clearly.

Both were tall, busty, with long flowing hair and bright, beautiful eyes. This was the bimbofying milk of Victoria at work. Structurally, they were nearly identical—my slaves knew how create more perfect slaves for me…

 

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…