Paranormal erotica with lactation fetish. Yeah, how could I say no, right? It was free after all. Curiosity got the better of me, for better or worse.Paranormal erotica with lactation fetish. Yeah, how could I say no, right? It was free after all. Curiosity got the better of me, for better or worse.
Turns out the protagonist had a one-night stand with a man of paranormal origin. As her baby isn't entirely human, her pregnancy isn't normal. Instantaneously producing milk in response to sexual arousal leads to threesomes with bodybuilders. Her magical baby juice has healing as well as doping effects. It's the ultimate superfood. When she eventually gives birth, she no longer has the desire to feed and 'nurture' anyone but her baby boy so her fuck buddies fall by the wayside.
Being 'split open' during sex, we're told, is not painful. I don't know about you, but that doesn't sound true. Inappropriate metaphors like this one are plentiful. Badly chosen metaphors and euphemisms are a common issue in romance and erotica, but in Good Milk they seem especially jarring when they're so many. Excruciating sexual dialogue was off-putting. "Ow" was a phrase I uttered often, and not in a good way. Saying that, if you take out the sex scenes, the writing's actually pretty good....more
This is some fucked up shit. Misogynistic and necrophilic fucked up shit. With illustrations. My inner feminist is vibrating with rage and is drawingThis is some fucked up shit. Misogynistic and necrophilic fucked up shit. With illustrations. My inner feminist is vibrating with rage and is drawing disturbing comparisons with serial killer Elliot Rodger.
The meathouse is a whorehouse whose 'whores' are dead women, most of whom are former criminals and debtors although some have been kidnapped and killed precisely to be commodified by transforming them into brainless undead prostitutes. Outside of the meathouses, corpses are used as workers directed by handlers (read: puppeteers), similar to what The People do with vampires in Ilona Andrews's Kate Daniels series. The entertainment industry is dominated by corpse fights like the gladiators of old, their handlers manipulating them like 3-D real world video game characters.
Greg succumbs to peer pressure by patronising a meathouse where he falls in love with a coprse-whore and thus begins an obsession. The explicit artwork of this graphic novel makes it all the sicker. Necrophilic rape porn imagery is not something I want to see. And the illustrations aren't even good - it's quite grotesque actually, although that may be intentional.
Anyway, Greg decides he deserves better than an undead woman and proceeds to wait for a living, breathing woman. He meets one, he falls in love and she rejects him. He moves to another planet, meets a woman, falls in love, they're happy for a time, then she dumps him for his best friend. From here on out he hates women. Love is a cruel lie. He turns to the occupation he once shunned: gladiator-corpse handler. Turns out he's excellent at bloodily dismantling his opponents from the comfort of his 'throne' as the crowds cheer him on.
I know George R.R. Martin is a man who loves to write controversial storylines. A Song of Fire and Ice gets a pass in my eyes due to historical and cultural accuracy. Meathouse Man, on the other hand, is set in the distant future when man has colonized multiple planets. One would hope such pervasive and socially acceptable misogyny and disrespect for the dead would be but a distant memory by this time.
I'm shocked and disappointed that this is a 2014 Hugo Award Best Graphic Novel Nominee.
*Read for free via the LonCon3 Hugo Voter Pack....more
Despite He Ain't Lion's rocky and repetitive start, it delivers the funny in spades with inventive swearing and crazy canibalistic thoughts, and disheDespite He Ain't Lion's rocky and repetitive start, it delivers the funny in spades with inventive swearing and crazy canibalistic thoughts, and dishes up a sexy, but self-conscious, plus-sized main character who upon meeting and bedding the alpha male of a lion shifter pride, transforms from a human female into a fierce and hungry shapeshifting alpha lioness. And there are no premature I Love Yous with the Happy Ever After!
The men here certainly seemed to like a girl with some cushion for the pushin’. At least, that’s what their gazes told her. Hell, even some of the ladies were giving Maya the same lustful glances. But tonight was not the night for lovin’ with the female persuasion, though. Maybe another time… [...] She had big hips, big thighs, and big breasts, all of which added up to a big woman.
I enjoyed Maya's transformation difficulties. She has no idea what is happening to her.
Reaching the back section of the store, she stared at the plethora of beef before her. And it had to be beef. Because chicken, fish, and pork, just weren’t gonna cut it. Part of her balked at her sudden, insatiable craving for meat, but the other part, the stronger part that seemed to be prowling, dragging its nails inside her brain, told her to grab it all and eat it raw, bathe in the blood to feed her hunger. Okay, ew, just yuck. [...] Maya growled at anyone that got too close. Her food. All hers!
Even her cannibalistic thoughts are funny. She doesn't act on them so it's okay to laugh.
As the smell of raw meat tempted her, called to her, she could hear the heartbeat of every passing shopper. And they all looked so delicious , reminded that growly-prowly sensation in her mind, seemingly interested in several of the individuals perusing the produce section. Maya licked her lips and swallowed the pooling saliva in her mouth [...] “Carly, there’s something really, really wrong with me. Like, really.” She knew she hadn’t just woken up this morning, and decided, “Hey, let’s be a cannibal today. Yay!”
When Maya's finally clued into her situation she utters some inventive swearing at the man responsible.
“You are absolutely perfect, just the way you are.” “Heh. You ain’t lyin’.”
I'm grateful that there are no cheesy I Love Yous, just "everlasting love, someday… just not quite yet" which is far more realistic after what she thought would be one wonderfully energetic one-night stand to get over her unappreciative ex-boyfriend. An extra chapter at the end would've been nice to rub the ex's face in it with her sexy new mate. Am I the only one to like a bit of revenge in my romance?
Although I'd like to continue with the series, I'm holding off because the price for the next story is too high for the number of pages - 44 pages for £2! (I'd want at least 100 pages for that) - so I'll wait....more
Werewolf hero cheats on heroine after he's blackmailed into giving Red's aunt oral sex of a weird kind (inserts his shifted snout into her vagina while the rest of him remains human). Heroine catches him, tells him it's over and runs off. Hero proceeds to chase her and force her to give him oral sex, and by the sounds of it full intercourse.
Cheating, even in this case (to save Red from the stigma of dating a lowly werewolf), is a complete turn-off. His abusive (read: rapist) and possessive nature after Red rejects him for his infidelity sealed the deal.
Before reading this I'd heard of infantilism -a mostly non-sexual fetish, role-playing as adult babies, that may involve breastfeeding, via a certainBefore reading this I'd heard of infantilism -a mostly non-sexual fetish, role-playing as adult babies, that may involve breastfeeding, via a certain episode of CSI but I'd never heard of erotic lactation fantasy before. After a few Google clicks it seems it's a common thing ("erotic lactation" brings up over 2 million hits) not much talked about because it's taboo.