What always distinguishes Lyka Bloom's fiction is the way she puts us inside her character's heads. There is a sympathetic sort of connection that sheWhat always distinguishes Lyka Bloom's fiction is the way she puts us inside her character's heads. There is a sympathetic sort of connection that she builds, bonding reader to character in such a way that we truly come to understand what it is like to struggle with the kinds of transformations she does so very, very well.
Corporate Takeover: Brothers to Sisters is a perfect example. She begins by introducing a pair of brothers, and manages to successfully elicit our disgust in just a few pages. While they each have their own personality, both are arrogant, alpha-types who feel no guilt or shame over cheating on their wives. When we discover that their wives are ready to exact their revenge, we are completely on board with the plans, because these boys deserve it.
What makes the revenge scheme work is two things. First of all, the wives have very different ideas of what their perfect revenge entails, and very different ideas about what kind of life the boys should be left with. While the loving, hesitant remorse exhibited by Track's wife ensures we are fully behind her, the depths of cruelty and perversion behind Randy's wife scheme actually shifts our sympathies a bit.
Second of all, the boys have very different reactions to their revenge, and watching them struggle through the experience softens our earlier disgust. There is no doubt that Randy's revenge is fitting - in a poetic justice sort of way - and watching him struggle through bimbofication is actually quite arousing. At the same, we cannot help but feel that Track is getting off a bit too easy, but we still sympathize with the new found innocence with which he so sweetly struggles.
Once again, Lyka Bloom engages our hearts, our minds, and our unmentionables in a well-thought out story that delivers a transformation for fans of both ends of the erotic TG spectrum.
Despite it's suggestive title and lurid sort of cover, The Future is Black is far more than just another generic tale of interracial cuckolding and foDespite it's suggestive title and lurid sort of cover, The Future is Black is far more than just another generic tale of interracial cuckolding and forced feminization. It's actually a rather imaginative bit of science fiction erotica that jumps back and forth between the present, the near future, and the more distant future to create some real dramatic tension.
The story opens in the more distant future, a time when all the women have died off from a catastrophic plague. We're introduced to two sissies, cute little breeders who are being trained for the day that they're assigned to a Master. As for how we got to that point, and what a sissy can do to help save humanity . . . well, that's the mystery at the heart of the story.
From there, we jump back to the present, where we meet Dillon, his gorgeous trophy wife, and their newly hired black Bull. All Chelsea wants is to become pregnant, and she doesn't care by whom. Reluctant to be so easily cuckolded, Dillon begins taking his company's experimental male enhancement drug so he can be the one to get her pregnant . . . only to discover (far too late) that he's been actually taking mislabeled doses of another experimental drug, Naturally Femme.
Almost immediately, he feels himself being drawn to Jamal, becoming submissive and docile in his presence. As his body begins transforming, taking on more and more feminine characteristics, the sissy finds himself becoming jealous - not that his wife has taken another lover, but Dillon has to compete with her for Jamal's affections. Despite what you might expect of such a tale, there's actually a sweet sort of romance that develops, especially when it becomes clear that Jamal prefers the company of his sissy.
Chanel Ashby brings many of her most popular themes - cuckolds, first time gay, sissies, and gender benders - together here, telling a story that's as erotic as it is imaginative, and as sensual as it is intelligent. Whether the future she explores counts as a fantasy or a nightmare depends solely on the reader.
Come with a Friend is, as you likely have already guessed, a sweet little double entendre that actually says a lot about the read. This is a story wheCome with a Friend is, as you likely have already guessed, a sweet little double entendre that actually says a lot about the read. This is a story where everything has another side, another meaning, or another explanation. As we discover in the opening pages, Patient Lee has crafted a story that is not just sweet and sexy, but deep and daring as well.
Seriously, how many erotic tales can you think of that begin with the stark image of a young man, decked out in a prom dress, being held at gunpoint by his father - while his mother lies dead behind them? Yeah, given that opening, it is not surprising that Jason spends his days making morbid lists and thinking about suicide. He is a young man tormented by his past, and very much confused about his future.
This is a story of friendship . . . of coming out . . . and of coming together. The way in which it keeps coming back to that first image, of Jason wearing a prom dress, is actually quite delightful, putting a sweetly nostalgic spin on what existed before the violence. Ultimately, Patient Lee takes us to a cloakroom rendezvous that reminds us love is stronger than hate, and that sometimes we really don’t know what we had until it is lost.
Some stories take their time teasing the reader, while others just dive right in. Roommate's Delight is one of the latter. JC Winchester opens his talSome stories take their time teasing the reader, while others just dive right in. Roommate's Delight is one of the latter. JC Winchester opens his tale with Kylie's surprise discovery of her transsexual roommate, a moment of honest shock on her part and even more honest defensive anger from Dakota.
Despite Dakota's fears of being outed and ousted from the college dorms, Kylie is mature enough to let their emotions subside and discuss the matter later. When they do - fueled with more than just a little alcohol - we learn just how tenuous Dakota's position is, and just how little she has indulged her own femininity.
To say that conversation leads to more is hardly a spoiler, or there wouldn't be a story here. What's wonderful about the story is the way that relationship develops, moving from drunken exploration, to curiosity, to drunken reciprocation, and to something approaching romance. It's a realistic story, and one that deals sympathetically with transgender issues, further distinguished by some genuinely touching erotic moments.
"It’s ironic, he thinks, that he’s only allowed to openly have certain fetishes."
Lemon Wedges is one of those stories I knew I would love from the ver"It’s ironic, he thinks, that he’s only allowed to openly have certain fetishes."
Lemon Wedges is one of those stories I knew I would love from the very first line. Briana Lawrence spins a short, sassy, surprisingly sensual story. It's fun and thoughtful at the same time, filled with interesting reflections on the idea of fetish, and laced with gorgeous illustrations of fetish exploration.
What makes a fetish? Does it matter if anybody else knows? Why are some fetishes more taboo than others? Are fetishes better when they're shared?
I loved the contrast of a tatooed, pierced, dark-clothed bad boy getting so weak in the knees over a pair of bright yellow lemon wedges. His fetish begins and ends with the shoes, but he shares a crossdresser's appreciation for the way they look and feel, and the way they alter his entire body shape. His roommate has never given them much thought, but a moment of curiosity quickly gives way to appreciation, and suddenly the door is open to sharing something even deeper.
It all comes down to excitement - it's what defines both the story and the fetish, and Briana does a lovely job of capturing it.
I really have to hand it to Alyssa Paige - with its heavy emphasis on humiliation, I wasn't so sure I would enjoy Memoirs of a Feminized Slave, but shI really have to hand it to Alyssa Paige - with its heavy emphasis on humiliation, I wasn't so sure I would enjoy Memoirs of a Feminized Slave, but she not only won me over, she seduced me into enjoying it. This is not a story of cruel Mistress forcing humiliation on an unwilling submissive, but one of a caring Mistress providing her very willing submissive with precisely the humiliation he craves.
Martin is a would-be-sissy who sacrifices everything - his job, his home, his car, his freedom - to be owned by Victoria Foss, and to serve at her mansion. He confesses his deepest, darkest fantasies to her, and she delights in making them come true. I loved how Martin fought against the fulfillment of his own fantasies, doubting whether he could go so far, and ultimately finding a shameful joy in his tears. Similarly, I thoroughly enjoyed the complete and total emasculation of Martin, a process that contains elements of forced feminization, but which is something deeper, and more emotional.
Sadly, I cannot gush at length about my favorite scenes, as that would be to give too much away, and to spoil the fun for new readers. All I will say is that the final breaking of Martin, and the ultimate discovery of just how far he can be pushed beyond what he thought were his limits, is some of the hottest work I have read in a very long time.
The Mirror Empire is that rarest of fantasy beasties – a successful mainstream epic fantasy that is also boldly, brashly, and brazenly diverse.
It allThe Mirror Empire is that rarest of fantasy beasties – a successful mainstream epic fantasy that is also boldly, brashly, and brazenly diverse.
It all begins with a harsh, post-apocalyptic fantasy universe that is fully aware of its own mirror worlds. These are not just mirror worlds into which individuals accidentally slip, but worlds that wage war upon one another to survive the latest apocalyptic cycle. What is really interesting here is that everyone has a mirror counterpart, with whom they cannot coexist, leading to a sometimes confusing game of murder and usurpation. Most of the conflict centres upon a pacifist empire known as the Dhai, which just happens to be situated on the marching path of mirror conquerors.
As for that post-apocalyptic fantasy landscape, there is a strong theme of environmental awareness buried within it. Kameron Hurley avoids any long-winded speeches about the madness of foolishness of humanity, and does not bore the reader with details about we destroyed the world. Instead, she moves past all that, simply acknowledges that it happened, and shows us just how resilient and vengeful nature can be. This is a hostile environment with which humanity is constantly at war, fighting back carnivorous vegetation, including bone trees that incorporate human bone shards into their bark.
In terms of gender, gender roles, and sexuality, this is certainly the most diverse epic fantasy I have ever encountered. Gender is as much about roles as it is biology, with both passive and assertive males and females, as well as truly gender fluid individuals. I found myself confused by the diversity of pronouns at times, so I can only imagine how a mainstream reader might feel. Despites those gender differences, this is largely a world of matriarchal societies, where masculine rulers are almost unheard of, and the very idea of a male warrior is laughed at. It is the women who make the decisions, who fight the battles, and who enjoy the spoils. Assertive men generally serve as clerics and scribes, while passive men serve as the equivalent of the stereotypical housewife, performing domestic chores and providing sexual release for their polyamorous marriage partners.
Despite the diversity and the imagination involved here, this is a very dark and very violent epic fantasy. Kameron Hurley ploughs through her story about as quickly, almost dragging the reader along in her wake, so that we do not truly appreciate what she has accomplished until the very end. There are a lot of characters and a lot of points-of-view, which only adds to the confusion, but it does personalize much of the diversity and really allow us to experience the world of the Worldbreaker Saga.
As much as I do love the occasional quick-and-dirty bit of erotica, I generally prefer a well-rounded story. Take your time to establish your characteAs much as I do love the occasional quick-and-dirty bit of erotica, I generally prefer a well-rounded story. Take your time to establish your characters, develop a scenario, and build a little dramatic tension, and I'm guaranteed to be hooked. Fortunately, that's just what Soie Minou does with her first Roommates tale.
Evy is a young college student, looking to escape the chaos of dorm life as she enters her senior year. Even though Julienne seems a little cold and distant, making it very clear she's not looking for a friend, her apartment is very nice, and Evy's share of rent as a roommate is far more affordable than she anticipated. In just a few pages, Minou establishes both young women, developing some genuine personality into both characters, while building some tension between them.
When a chance encounter reveals Julienne's secret, the tension increases dramatically. Rather than immediately jumping into bed, as per the erotic cliche, the two women take the day to cool off before returning home for an honest, frank discussion about privacy and secrets. The way Minou develops the story beyond that conversation is both sexy and beautiful. There's even a touch of romance beneath the erotica, which I hope she develops further in the subsequent chapters.
In the end, Roommates is a passionate, well-written tale about two young women who are able to see beyond social taboos and enjoy one another's companionship in a most intimate, imaginative way. A truly gorgeous read.
Wow, did J.S. Morbius ever keep me guessing with this! He throws a number of twists at the reader, changing not only the course of the plot but the enWow, did J.S. Morbius ever keep me guessing with this! He throws a number of twists at the reader, changing not only the course of the plot but the entire feel of the story. From Martin to Martina is that rare erotic novella that manages to genuinely surprise and delight from beginning to end.
The development of Martin and the evolution of his fetish/identity is at the core of the story. It all begins with an appreciation for women's lingerie - something his girlfriend refuses to wear it. Before long, Martin isn't just pleasuring himself with handfuls of satin and lace, but actually wearing it. What started out as a simple lingerie fetish quickly evolves into full-on crossdressing, while an encounter with an sympathetic shop owner leads him to question his very identity.
With elements of both transvestism and transsexualism, this is a positive exploration of gender and sexuality. Martin and Mandy are both fantastic characters, and their interactions are really at the heart of that exploration. They only have one truly erotic scene together, but it culminates in one of the most sensual climaxes I've ever encountered on the page. Sally is a hard character to like, especially through the middle of the novel, but the resolution of her character arc is another genuinely satisfying surprise.
I don't want to spoil any of those twists I mentioned earlier, so I'll just advise readers to be patient, and to trust where the story is going. It does get rather dark and sorrowful in the middle, but From Martin to Martina is not a tragedy, it's an erotic romance . . . and the resolution is just delightful.
I’ve had the great pleasure of reviewing a number of Paul Zante’s stories over the past year, but this is the first time I’ve been able to binge on thI’ve had the great pleasure of reviewing a number of Paul Zante’s stories over the past year, but this is the first time I’ve been able to binge on them. His fourth Sissy Erotica Collection contains 6 stories, offering up a diverse batch of forced feminization, sissification, crossdressing, female domination, and forced bisexuality.
Sissy Dreams: A Prissy Sissy Dream was a delightful opening, introducing us to the sissies of F.I.S.T. (the Female Institute for Societal Transformation). The boys here are contented little sissies who take great pride in their femininity, and I loved the twist that had them longing for a man to rescue them from the “tough life” of pleasing their female superiors.
Mistress Dyke’s Fembot Factory is a story I’ve enjoyed before, but it’s just as clever the second time around. The forced feminization of selfish, arrogant men is always a pleasure, but the transformation into a sophisticated sex robot is a very nice twist.
Office Sissy: The Form & Office Sissy: Personal Assistant are two halves of the same story, although it feels like there’s something missing in between. The first story is cute and sexy, but Steven is far too innocent and gullible for a grown man. His forced feminization to satisfy HR is incredibly erotic, but he behaves more like a teenage virgin than a grown man with a wife at home. I had a really hard time buying into his mindless obedience. The second story is much more what you’d expect from the scenario, exploring his new role as Mandy’s personal assistant, but it does nothing to explain the abrupt shift in tone and behavior.
Sissy Dreams: The New Maid is another fantastic tale, one that explores an opportunity I’m sure we’ve all fantasized about at one point. When a sissy loses his job, he’s offered the chance to interview with a rich Mistress for the positon of her new sissy French maid. It’s a fun story, taking us through three different fantasies/fetishes, as Maid Alisha is tested and teased.
Hazed by the Cheerleader Brat was a more traditional forced feminization tale, this time involving a young man, his sister, and her cheerleader friends. There’s a lot of humiliation to this one, including a truly perverse new cheer, and a rather unique form of penetration.
If you’ve never experienced Paul Zante before, then Sissy Erotica Collection is a great place to begin.
My goodness, does Kylie Gable know how to spin a tale of female domination, forced feminization, and absolute humiliation. There's no doubt that FrencMy goodness, does Kylie Gable know how to spin a tale of female domination, forced feminization, and absolute humiliation. There's no doubt that French Exchange is a rather cruel story, but it's also a very erotic one, despite the fact that there's nothing sexual about it until the last few chapters.
Poor Luke is not a bad guy, but his family's new french exchange student begins working her devious ways on him from day one. By the time school even begins, he's been locked out of his own account, had all his school correspondence diverted, and is trapped in a semester of advanced French, dance, sewing, women's studies, and more. Not only that, but his once chance at fixing things is derailed by Helene giving him a rather radiant gel manicure/pedicure, accidentally washing all his socks pink, convincing him that boy cut panties are what all the boys wear back in France, and sticking him with a too-tight t-shirt with 'coquette' emblazoned across the front.
If it wasn't for the rather sharp cruelty of Helene, this would be a rather funny book. It's like one of those screwball comedies where everything that can go wrong does. Over time, Luke actually begins to get quite the reputation around school, assisted (of course) by subtle hints and deceptions shared by Helene. You feel bad for the poor guy, especially since he's so innocent, so naive, and helpless to make it stop. By the time Helene reveals her scheme and steps things up, making him her sissy slave, it's far too late to turn back.
Lovers of forced feminization and humiliation will wish they had a French Exchange student of their own, and even those who prefer to shy away from such cruelties will warm up to Luke's ultimate fate. Sexy, clever, and lovingly detailed, this is a fantastic read.
Sometimes a book just strikes you the right way, connecting with you on an emotional level as well as an intellectual one.The best books are those inSometimes a book just strikes you the right way, connecting with you on an emotional level as well as an intellectual one.The best books are those in which we can find a little bit of ourselves . . . and Girly Weekend by Lyka Bloom is one with which I identified deeply.
David is a young man who has been crossdressing for years. It started out as more of a fetish than any deep-seated gender identity issue, but Darla - his feminine identity - has been growing and developing with every girly weekend of self-exploration. I loved that David and Darla are presented as separate identities, almost a split personality. I can identify with the idea of a feminine self into whom one can escape, another self who has her own ideas, needs, wants, and emotions.
Of course, as the years pass, the roles begin to swap, with Darla becoming the dominant personality, driving David to some crucial life decisions, aided by one special friend. Just an overall lovely story, one that's more about identity than any sort of sexual longing.
What do you get when you cross a wet dream with a nightmare? I'm sure that answer is slightly different for each of us, but there's no doubt that TheWhat do you get when you cross a wet dream with a nightmare? I'm sure that answer is slightly different for each of us, but there's no doubt that The Shaming of Kyle Parts 1-3 captures some common themes pretty effectively. Alyssa Paige walks a fine line here between terror and titillation as we watch Kyle get trapped in an unfortunate situation that is intellectually appalling, but physically appealing.
It all begins when a strange woman invites him back to her place for a little kinky fun. A little bondage and sensual teasing leads to a few embarrassing confessions, at which point Brooke introduces a little punishment and blackmail. What makes Kyle's torment so deliciously effective is the way Mistress Brooke keeps pushing him farther, revealing additional details of her scheme with each new height of shameful pleasure. By the time he completely understands his situation, he's thrusting back against her strap-on and enjoying his own submission.
I don't want to tease too much of the plot, but what we have here is really two stories intertwined, and I love the way they feed off each other. On one level, this is a basic revenge/punishment fantasy, with one of Kyle's coworker wanting him brought down a few pegs so she can claim the promotion he has lined up. Lana isn't really an active participant in his submission (at least not in the first 3 chapters), but she is the cause of Kyle's torment. On the other level, this is an intense emasculation/feminization fantasy, with Mistress Brooke technically working for Lana, but doing what she does because she enjoys it.
Throughout, Kyle moans,complains, blushes, and even cries . . . but he comes to enjoy it, to crave that feeling of submission, and to look forward to what his next session might bring. It's a very well crafted story that really gets us inside Kyle's head, allowing us to experience his erotic dilemma. Well worth the read for any fan of female domination, forced feminization, and erotic BDSM.
Lyka Bloom is always a great read, and Camp Futa is no exception. Technically, it should be called Camp Shemale or Camp Sissy, since these lucky prisoLyka Bloom is always a great read, and Camp Futa is no exception. Technically, it should be called Camp Shemale or Camp Sissy, since these lucky prisoners are feminized beauties who are left with a dangling reminder of their manhood, not the traditional dual-gendered hermaphrodite of Japanese hentai, but that's a minor quibble.
We begin with a sympathetic introduction to Carl, one that makes us understand that he's more a victim of circumstance than a real criminal. Sure, he's made some bad choices, but he never set out to harm anyone, and that's important. Presumably, it's that low-risk sort of mentality that results in Tonya Crane selecting him as one of her "very special candidates." With no idea what's in store, Carl and 5 other inmates are put on a bus and driven deep into the woods, to a remote, run down camp where their lives are to be transformed.
To say that these men are slowly, seductively transformed into big busted shemales and sexually submissive sissies is no spoiler, especially to fans of Lyka's work, but (as always) it's the how and the why that make the story so compelling. The transformations here are slow and subtle, operating on a physical, intellectual, and emotional level. Even knowing what to expect, there's still a delicious sense of mystery to the story, and the final climactic reveals are so much fun. As it turns out, the inmates are just trading one sentence for another, but there's no doubt their new lives will be much more enjoyable that what awaited them behind bars.
A good erotic fantasy works on multiple levels - physical, intellectual, and emotional. It's not always an even mix, and some kinds of fantasies tendA good erotic fantasy works on multiple levels - physical, intellectual, and emotional. It's not always an even mix, and some kinds of fantasies tend to emphasize one over the others, but you really need to engage at least two to have a lasting impact on the reader.
With Laci on Top, Donna Jay relates a lovely story of sexual awakening, exploration, and satisfaction that achieves that perfect balance. Here we have the physical satisfaction of some erotic bondage and kinky sex; the intellectual engagement of a couple discovering where the lines of submission lay between then; and the emotional fulfillment of a romance accentuated and enhanced by a new found freedom to play.
I love the way Donna Jay eases her characters into the scene, allowing them to explore, to talk to one another, and to sort of find their way. Laci and Cole both know what role they want to play in the relationship, but their initial explorations are a bit awkward and even a little embarrassing. It's new, it's fresh, and it's extraordinarily exciting, but (more importantly) it's something that adds a new level to their relationship. The development of Laci's character is beautiful to behold, as Donna Jay takes her from shy and embarrassed to confident and bold. Once she understand the dynamics of the power exchange, she really settles into her role, pushing Cole, testing his limits, and enjoying every step of the way.
I loved that this wasn't just a clinical bit of role-playing and punishment, but an erotic evolution of a long-term romance. Laci on Top is a wonderfully positive first chapter in the lives of Laci and Cole, and I really look forward to seeing where they go next . . . especially if she follows through on her own fantasies about introducing hubby to the joys of pegging.
My goodness, so many fantasies all wrapped up in one delicious scenario! College Girl Discipline is a bit of a dream come true as Paul Zante introduceMy goodness, so many fantasies all wrapped up in one delicious scenario! College Girl Discipline is a bit of a dream come true as Paul Zante introduces us to a happily married couple who have decided to experiment a little to keep their relationship fresh.
I love how Zante opens with a tease, introducing us to Shannon and Greg, suggesting there's something sexy and exciting on the horizon, but delaying the gratification until we're at their Mistress' front door, ready to play. Greg's feminization is very well done, with just enough detail to satisfy the most ardent fetishist, but not so much that it loses its realism.
The school fantasy that follows is hotter and far more involved than I could have imagined, and I absolutely love that Shannon gets dominated right alongside Greg. It's odd to find a book that appeals as much to lezdom as femdom enthusiasts, but this is quite delightful. In fact, the climax is entirely suitable to the story, and reveals just what I suspected (and hoped for) in Sierra, the Mistress' french maid.
Now this, bois and gurls, is how you write an erotic over-the-top futanari fantasy!
James Oenemal has clearly read (and enjoyed) the original source mNow this, bois and gurls, is how you write an erotic over-the-top futanari fantasy!
James Oenemal has clearly read (and enjoyed) the original source material, by which I mean those hentai classics featuring exaggerated dual genitalia, orgasms of impossible volume, and adorable innocence in the face of perversion. My Futanari Stepsister is just as naughty, kinky, and taboo as you could possibly hope, with a narrative style that works perfectly for the material.
Daniel is an adorably naive young virgin who spends his summer dreaming of college, a career, and the women that career will bring him. To shy and nervous to actually approach a woman on his own, he figures they’ll come flocking to his door once he’s well-established and on his way to building his fortune. In the meantime, he still has one last summer of dealing with the cruel bullying of his older sister and her friends – including Ella, whose small gestures of kindness have kindled a romantic infatuation in young Daniel.
Naturally, he’s suspicious when Chloe and her friends break down his bedroom door, but he wants to believe that their offer to ‘educate’ him and ‘turn him into a great guy’ is genuine. Before he knows it, the girls are all stripping down to teach him about the different sizes and shapes of breasts, before directing his attention down below. That’s where it gets interesting.
Alice and Kylie each have a giant penis strapped to their thigh by a garter. Sarah and Chloe both have “mystery meat” that’s bent backwards and hidden inside their vaginas. Ella, on the other hand, has a “dog in a bun” that’s bent backwards and tucked up between her butt cheeks. Having never seen a naked woman in the flesh, Daniel completely buys into the idea that this is all completely natural. When Kylie informs him that “a REAL woman has the best of ALL worlds, and she must be pleased in every way,” he’s nervous and hesitant, but has no problem following their lead in learning the ropes.
To say any more would be to spoil the fun, but James Oenemal builds on Daniel’s naïve innocence to guide him through a series of erotic encounters, each more depraved and impossible that the last. He gets to watch, to please, and to be pleased along the way. There’s a fine line between explicit perversity and pure vulgarity, but My Futanari Stepsister successfully manages to make the most of the former without ever descending to the level of the latter.
QUILTBAG Content: Where shall I begin? There are only 2 characters here, and they most definitely fit the QUILTBAG bill - a bisexual male (who is neveQUILTBAG Content: Where shall I begin? There are only 2 characters here, and they most definitely fit the QUILTBAG bill - a bisexual male (who is never named) and his transgender partner (despite the title, Karen appears far more shemale than futa).
Fetish Content: Well, you've got a submissive bisexual male in bondage, and a transgender mistress who loves the whole power exchange, from restraints, to pain, to penetration. Yup, I think that qualifies as fetish.
Literary Quality: There's no larger story or plot development here, just a single scene of birthday bondage between Karen and her submissive. What's there is well-written, detailed, and sexy without being over-the-top smutty, but I would prefer a bit more plot.
Spank Bank Rating: This is all spank-bank material, from beginning to end. There's bondage and pain, buttplugs, oral sex, anal sex, and even a little erotic after-sex cleaning.
Overall: The cover blurb does promise "No fluff, all action" - and that's precisely what we get. It's hardly epic literature, and it bothers me that Karen wasn't truly futa, but transgender erotica with a male bottom/submissive is rare enough that I'm not about to complain. Fun stuff.
What could be more dangerous than four teenage girls with wild ideas and far too much time on their hands? Not much, especially when one of them has sWhat could be more dangerous than four teenage girls with wild ideas and far too much time on their hands? Not much, especially when one of them has something to prove, fate dangles the bait of a county fair womanless pageant before them, and there’s three months of car payments on the line when they Bet I Can Feminize My Brother! Their poor, unwitting – and unwilling – brothers have no idea what they’re in for.
For one brother, it begins with a little blackmail, fueled by photos of a sleepy feminization. For another, it begins with a little ego stroking and outright bribery. For one lucky brother, it’s pretty much a dream come true, no blackmail or coercion required, while for the last . . . well, feminization involves a lot of brute force and big sister bullying. The point being, no matter what your tastes in feminization schemes or sissy boy mindsets, there’s bound be one brother’s story in which you can lose yourself.
Much to my delight, the pageant itself takes up nearly half the story, giving us plenty of time to enjoy the sissies on display. There are some interesting thoughts regarding gender expressed amidst all the laughs and embarrassment, and even if the pageant itself doesn’t end quite as it should (these things are always rigged), there’s a cute little opening left by Claire Bear & Courtney Captisa for a sequel.
All-in-all, a fun, clean, innocent little tale that's full of feminine frills, and sure to please the most curious of brothers or sisters.
As you might guess from the title, The Crime and Punishment Collection brings together three of Kylie Gable’s sexiest tales dealing with sissies who hAs you might guess from the title, The Crime and Punishment Collection brings together three of Kylie Gable’s sexiest tales dealing with sissies who have sinned and who deserve to be punished. These are some of her darker, edgier tales, but they’re also some of her most robust.
With Trial of a Feminizer, Kylie has done something really unique, slipping themes of female domination and forced feminization into a largely traditional courtroom drama. All forced feminization fantasies walk a fine line between criminal and kinky, but here we really get to explore whether the end really does justify the means. There’s some real conflict between Ava and her lawyer, and it’s delightful to watch as Michelle ultimately betrays him kinky urges before the jury. It’s a unique twist on the genre that really works, and which might even get a few new fans curious about the feel of lace panties and a leather leash.
Sissy In-Law is a bit more of a traditional tale, involving a cheating husband, his furious sister-in-law, and an embarrassing past that comes back to haunt him. Like so many of Kylie’s stories, the focus here is primarily on intense embarrassment and public humiliation. Most of the story centers around a shopping trip that sees Ryan measured, fitted, dressed, and manicured, all while his sister-in-law happily explains precisely why he’s going along with it. The attention to detail is lovely, the emotional element is so very well done, and the climax is satisfying on multiple levels.
Finally, in It's Nothing Personal we find a darker, crueler tale that begins with a violent (but erotic) kidnapping that sees Lyle subdued by a vodka-soaked tampon plugging one hole, and silenced by a rubber penis gag plugging the other. The feminization here is quick and intense, including a depilatory shower, silicone C-cup breasts, a silicone vagina, cosmetics, fingernails, and (of course) lingerie. The punishment aspect of the story is often dark and violent, but we slowly come to understand that he deserves every moment of it. Of all the characters Kylie has ever written, however, I think Lyle plays (and, more importantly, talks) the sissy better than any other.
All-in-all, a fantastic collection that’s perfect for new readers who are curious about Kylie’s work. It incorporates most of her key themes, and does so with tight, carefully plotted stories that are well-written, engaging, and (of course) sexy.
The world of high finance can be a brutal, cut-throat, dangerous place to play. Even the best players can find themselves burnt out before their time,The world of high finance can be a brutal, cut-throat, dangerous place to play. Even the best players can find themselves burnt out before their time, and professional rivalries can get very personal, very quickly. High-Heeled Coup is the story of one such rivalry where both sides have played dirty, and where mistakes have been made, but where there can be only one winner.
As usual, the strength of Kylie Gable’s story is in her characters. She has a knack for quickly establishing believable, instantly recognizable characters that few within the genre can match. Steve’s personality comes out in his words, revealing him to be a sore loser and dirty fighter, even before we hear a single word about his tactics. Kendra is a bit of a different case, as we only get to see her through his eyes, but it’s clear she’s not only far more clever, but also far more vengeful.
Where most authors would be content to let the story end with a little public humiliation, watching as the alpha male is brought down, that’s where Gable begins. She actually takes things much further, going so far as to give Steve a chance to earn his way back into a position of at least some respect, but with the understanding that he’s on the bottom of a new power exchange – literally. The scene where Kendra turns the tables, bending Steve over her desk, is absolutely exquisite, especially with the lust-fueled choice he makes at the end!
I’ll be honest, I didn’t see the final twist coming, but I loved it. Seriously, it’s absolutely perfect the way Gable resolves the coup. By far, one of the happiest, most satisfying endings she’s offered up to date.
My, oh my, what a delightfully curious tale we find within the pages of Shoes of Glass. Although the story itself is largely your standard forced femiMy, oh my, what a delightfully curious tale we find within the pages of Shoes of Glass. Although the story itself is largely your standard forced feminization fantasy, Leona D. Reish fills it with some fantastical details that serve to imbue it with a sense of mystery and wonder.
Erica Nylund is an interesting young woman with secrets that are only hinted at in this first volume. The first words we hear her speak are, “Must be nice, to still have wings.” Huh. It’s something that we might be tempted to dismiss as an idle complaint to her doll, if not for the scars across her back, her contorted foot, and her memories of a day that could have involve a fall from the sky. As for that doll she’s speaking to, it clearly represents something to her, and comes back to play a role in the final pages, but remains another mystery to be revealed.
Daniel is the young man she catches going through her things in the change room. The way she confronts him, pinning him against the lockers with her crutch is definitely unsettling, but her own surprise at the kinky, dominant thoughts suddenly running through her head is even more so. Their role play back in her dorm could be dismissed as nothing more than a little erotic fun, but she is surprisingly well equipped for a bondage session, and he’s surprisingly submissive to her wishes. When he thinks to himself that she’s a witch, it’s a comment that we might be tempted to dismiss in the heart of the moment, but when he thinks it again later . . . well, it adds to the mystery.
As for the bondage, the domination, and the forced feminization, it's darkly erotic and full of sumptuous detail. Reish really allows us to experience the intimacy of their actions, the depth of their feelings, and the conflicting emotions running beneath it all. With Shoes of Glass being the first in a series, I am really anxious to see how the story progresses, and what's beneath all the mystery. Just a lovely book, with some real narrative depth.
When Caitlyn Jenner came out as transgender in April 2015, it was a shocking transition for many. As Bruce, she had been an Olympic athlete, a gold meWhen Caitlyn Jenner came out as transgender in April 2015, it was a shocking transition for many. As Bruce, she had been an Olympic athlete, a gold medal winner, and a world record holder – a veritable man’s man who had even gone onto become a successful race car driver. Really, the only things lacking from her story were football and boxing to make that transition truly shocking.
Enter Kellie Maloney and her own story – one that, for many, represents an even more shocking transition. Kellie’s story isn’t just one that began with football before moving into boxing, but one that saw Kellie rub shoulders with the like of Don King while managing Lennox Lewis to the Undisputed Heavyweight Championship of the World. Even if more women have entered the world of professional boxing in the last decade, it’s still a sport that’s traditionally been viewed as the epitome of masculine posturing.
The opening chapter to Kellie’s story is one that strips her bear and lays her emotions upon the page. She talks of pacing her small holiday chalet in Ilfracombe, anxiously waiting for her story to come out in the Sunday Mirror, and wondering what the world’s reaction will be. It’s day of extreme anxiety, but also one of unbridled joy at the freedom to do away with the pretence and discard the illusion that was Frank Maloney.
From there, Kellie takes us back to the beginning, to the life of a 5 year-old boy who lives as a girl inside his dreams. Too young to analyse it or understand what it all means, that young boy was fascinated with the girls around him, studying the way they dressed, talked, and acted. Looking back, with the wisdom of her experiences, Kellie is able to see that she was subconsciously trying to learn from the girls around her.
It’s her fascination with a cupboard full of sequined dresses that first highlighted the dilemma inside her. She paints a heartbreaking picture of a 12 year-old boy who takes such happiness from wrapping himself in the glamor of women’s clothes, knowing all along that being a boy just didn’t seem right. It was reading the outing of April Ashley as a transsexual that first opened her eyes to what it all meant, introducing her to someone with whom she could identify. Unfortunately, it also introduced her to the negative treatment April received, being regarded as a freak by many.
Faced with such fear and prejudice, in a time when there really was no support mechanism for a young transsexual, Kellie did what she felt she had do to survive and began manufacturing a male identity. It wasn’t all fakery and illusion, as she did have a sincere enjoyment for thing like football and boxing, but it did mean supressing a very large part of herself to maintain the overall illusion.
As we walk through Kellie’s life, experiencing it alongside her, it’s hard not to see it in terms of unending conflicts. Unable to resolve the conflict within herself, she sought out conflict within the ring. Unable to talk to anybody about that internal conflict, she unconsciously fed deeper, more hurtful conflicts with the women in her life. Trying to maintain the conflict of privately exploring her feminine side while publicly denying it, she repeatedly came into conflict with herself, purging, regretting, and even contemplating suicide.
There are so many opportunities where, if society had provided her with the tools or the acceptance to come out, you can see how different Kellie’s life might have been. More than once she reaches a point where the truth is on her lips, but where she can’t allow it to escape. It’s almost tragic the lengths to which she goes to outrun the woman inside, even if we’ve all felt it, and all had at least a taste of that struggle.
Maybe it was the culture of the time, maybe it was the world in which she lived, or maybe it was just a natural outcome of trying so desperately to keep it all under control, but when Kellie had her breakdowns, they were often violent and extreme. More than once she shares stories of violent outbursts that scared her wife as much as her kids, leaving her with additional layers of crippling guilt. What adds to the tragedy of it all is the fact that it’s guilt over how she’s hurt those around her that weighs heaviest upon her, fuelling her anger and depression even more than her gender issues.
Ultimately, however, it’s one of those suicide attempts that brings her closest to Emma, the daughter from whom she’d been estranged for a decade. It’s that bond between parent and daughter that allows the first cracks in Kellie’s façade to form, providing her with an outlet for confession. It’s not long after that she comes out to her mother, finding a second source of comfort and support for the years to come, with the two women she loved most in the world promising to be there for her.
The last part of Kellie’s story is, perhaps, the most difficult. Having come to terms with who she was, and having made the difficult decision to do away with that Frank illusion, she still must face the fear of coming out time and time again – with friends, family, colleagues, and the public. Each time the circle of those whom Kellie knows widens, it also contracts a little with people who choose to remove themselves from her life. Watching her come out to Sophie and Libby, her two younger daughters, is enough to bring tears to the eyes of even the most jaded reader, but she deserves full credit for not glossing over such details.
Ultimately, of course, no matter how hard she tried to keep the secret of her transition from the public, the press twice managed to sniff it out and came close to exposing it. After dodging a bullet twice, Kellie decides to go the professional route, hire a PR firm, and ensure that her public exposure is on her terms. It’s a bold move, but one that ensures the public’s first sight of Kellie is through a high quality glamorous shot. Part of that is, admittedly, vanity on her part, but part of it is also wanting to set the stage for a positive, proactive conversation that benefits the entire community, rather than a defensive attempt at damage control.
While Kellie’s story may not get the press that Caitlyn’s did, there’s no question that it’s just as dramatic, or just as important that she has shared it so publicly. By coming out on her own terms, she gets to be an April Ashley for the next generation, but without the baggage of that earlier time.
I've been following Nikki S. Jenkins for a while now over at The Feminization Station, so I jumped all over the chance to give her latest novella, ConI've been following Nikki S. Jenkins for a while now over at The Feminization Station, so I jumped all over the chance to give her latest novella, Control, a read.
Make no mistake, this is some dark, taboo-breaking, uncomfortable stuff. It starts out innocently enough, with a young man who suddenly finds himself able to read the thoughts of others. Unfortunately, one of the first things he 'overhears' is that his girlfriend has been cheating on him. The shock of that revelation causes him to lose all control, and lands him in a coma. When he awakes a month later, he discovers that his new-found powers don't stop there, accidentally forcing his best friend to publicly come out of the closet.
Jenkins handles the transition to power exceptionally well, revealing the doubts, the fears, and the uncertainties that Adam must face. He really doesn't want to hear other people's thoughts, but he becomes addicted to the power. His experiments start out small, like forcing a young man to dress in women's lingerie, and forcing his girlfriend to streak naked through the mall, but it's all about practicing control. Once he's in control, he immediately starts going big, targeting the rich and the famous to benefit himself. There's a sinister undercurrent of morbidity to it all, but the danger is that the rewards are so attractive. Even when he begins using his powers to punish others, we may be horrified by how far he pushes them, but we can sympathize with his motivations.
By the time Adam takes his turn into darkness, selfishly using his powers to 'fix' people and exact his vengeance upon then, it's almost too take to regret every sympathizing. What Jenkins does so well here is make it clear that even Adam regrets what he's done. As far as he goes - and this goes to some incredibly perverse, inappropriate places - he feels genuine guilt. He justifies some of his actions with the knowledge that his subjects are happy, but even then he regrets taking things so far. Control is a wonderfully written story that examines the seductive nature of real power, the ethical concerns with becoming a godlike being, and the ultimate question of whether the end can ever justify the means.