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Announcing the 2nd of my Vintage Tanya Tales!

Two weeks ago I had the pleasure of introducing (re-introducing, for some old fans and friends) Fetish Immersion, the first of my Vintage Tanya Tales. The first story I ever published, half a lifetime and a whole other life ago, it is a forced feminization and role-reversal story with a rather dark soul.

I became her sissy and she became my boyfriend. And then it got weird.
Now, as promised, I am pleased to announce the publication of Inside Job: From Taking Care to Taking Over , the second of my Vintage Tanya Tales.

My first body swap story, this a fun way of exploring my dreams of femininity, but with the ‘be careful what you wish for’ cautionary aspect. While I promised myself I would not change these stories too much (the memories have great sentimental value), the original draft did have room for improvement – it was a little short, it lacked an explanation for why the swap happened, and it felt unfinished.

Maybe, with a woman that messed up, it took an inside job to set things right.
I have taken the opportunity to expand upon the story and give the swap a little more significance. Unlike with Fetish Immersion, I not only chose to maintain the darkness of Inside Job , but I actually followed it through to the end, using it to feed a final scene that I think elevates the whole story to another level. That's not to say it's entirely dark - the blurb does tease the possibility of love - but there is an edge to it all.

Ultimately, what you are about to read is the same story I published a lifetime ago, just a little longer and a little deeper. Enjoy!© 2018 Bending the Bookshelf All Rights Reserved

Announcing the Vintage Tanya Tales!

Once upon a time, there was an anxious, confused young author who explored their gender issues and sexual identity through fiction. It was in words that they enjoyed the expression that life denied them, and it was through readers that they found the acceptance, the friendship, and the validation that was missing from the flesh. For five years they allowed their stories to escape into the world, publishing them with the kind of passionate abandon that belongs only to the young.

Nearly two-hundred-thousand words of erotic fiction burned its way through their imagination, dancing across the keyboard and onto the page. It was through those words that so many friendships were kindled, and so many relationships explored. In baring their heart and soul, they not only found a community, but they also found themselves. They owed more to fiction and fantasy than to family or friends, with words of support and encouragement that made their heart sing:


You have done something truly magnificent here. I have read many good stories over the years. But, only a handful compare to your efforts here.


This is one of the best stories I've ever read here, and THAT'S saying something!
A well crafted tale that was a pleasure to read.
Well. This is the most original story I've read in some time. It's also very well crafted, thoughtful and touching.
What a horny imagination. Such an awesomely fun story! 


This made my head spin! I LOVED it! Very good idea and rather well executed and told.

Their name was – at least, for a time - Tanya. It was a name given to them by one of the first people to accept them for who they truly were . . . and so Tanya they remained, at least until I was gifted the name Sally by the first person to love me for who I am.

Half a lifetime and a whole other life later, I have chosen to revisit those stories, to reclaim my history, and share them with a whole new community of family and friends.

Fetish Immersion was the first story I ever published, a forced feminization and role-reversal story with a rather dark soul.

While I promised myself I would not change these stories too much, I found in this one too much of the pain, the guilt, and the insecurity of my youth. I am no longer interested in apologizing for who or what I am. I would far rather celebrate my identity. And so, I decided to do just that, and tweak the story accordingly.

I became her sissy and she became my boyfriend. And then it got weird.
Fortunately, the celebratory potential was already there, it just needed to be coaxed to the surface. There is still a little bit of darkness to this version of the tale, but it’s more shades of mysterious than starkly cruel.

Fetish Immersion  is the first of my Vintage Tanya Tales, which should follow about one every two weeks, until U have exhausted the archives. Updated, expanded, and edited for a new generation, I would be delighted if they encourage old friends to reconnect, but I would be just as happy to have new readers discover my literary roots.© 2018 Bending the Bookshelf All Rights Reserved

Freebie Fetish Friday - Putting the TG in TGIF!

Well, if it's Friday, then it must be time to bend our way into the weekend with Freebie Fetish Friday.
  We are enjoying the final days of our vacation (flying home on Sunday), with no WiFi at the resort or on the beach, so I have set up a special edition to tide you over!
First off, there are the 3 erotica anthologies put together by our Futa/Femdom/Feminization writing group, which are always free!
     
Next up, 2 of my books that have never enjoyed a free promo (one of which is long overdue)
   
And, lastly, in the almost free category, I have set up a Kindle Countdown Deal for my several of my other titles, which means the sooner you buy them, the more you save!
              
Enjoy!© 2018 Bending the Bookshelf All Rights Reserved

TGCaption - The Legend of Sandi Claws (futa feminization)

TG Captions are one of my favorite forms of storytelling. There is no narrative fluff, no extraneous details, just the hook, the twist, and the climax.

This caption began as the cover blurb for a new book I had hoped to release before Christmas, but I just ran out of time to get it finished, so it looks like my  Holly Daze  story will have to reign another year. Hopefully, you all like where it was headed, because there is always next year! Happy Holidays!© 2018 Bending the Bookshelf All Rights Reserved

Happy Book Birthday to Alpha Surrender & Alpha Transformation!

Wow, how times flies! It was one year ago today that my twinned novellas of post-apocalyptic erotic horror hit the shelves.


One of the most dangerous questions a writer can ask of themselves is "what if?" but that is precisely what gave rise to Alpha Surrender and Alpha Transformation.

Alpha Transformation is the kind of story that most readers would expect of me, with an Alpha male’s love for his transsexual wife leading to an act of surrender that will change them both. This one features futa-on-male monster domination and some creative gender bending.

Alpha Transformation is a post-apocalyptic TG story of erotic love and submission. It is available as a stand-alone purchase from Smashwords.


I won’t tell you which story came first, but I will tell you is that, gender differences aside, they remain the same story at heart, with the same theme of an Alpha male surrendering his sense of self in an intimate act of pure, heartfelt love.

Alpha Surrender is a story I am extremely excited about, with an Alpha male’s love for his husband leading to an act of surrender that will change not just their future together, but his very self. This one features male-on-male monster domination and some inventive scenes of erotic submission.

Alpha Surrender is a post-apocalyptic m/m story of erotic love and submission. It is available as a stand-alone purchase from Smashwords.


Writing these stories in parallel made both stories stronger, and I think - I hope - the experience has made me a better writer. I hope you enjoy.
Both titles are available as a bundled edition from Amazon.
© 2018 Bending the Bookshelf All Rights Reserved

NEW RELEASE: Fear, Love and Broken Things (#horror #erotica #lesbian)

Although I usually write imaginative erotica, kinky tales of sin and submission, horror was my first literary love . . . and it is one to which I return every Halloween season. This year, my contribution to the season is a story that I am immensely proud of, an emotional tale that one early reader called:

"a raw, intense, sensorially-confusing juxtaposition of life and death on one women’s phoenix journey to rebirth and redemption."

Fear, Love and Broken Things
by Sally Bend

A battered woman, already pushed to the breaking point, discovers both her self and her sexuality in a seedy motel - where her indoctrinated fear of filth takes a heavy toll on her sanity, but ultimately proves to be the path to freedom . . . and perhaps even love.

"Fear, Love and Broken Things" is 10,000 words of erotic horror that explores fear, love, and the redemption of broken things.


Available now from Amazon, I hope you get a chance to give it a read and, should you be so inclined, a rating/review on Amazon or Goodreads would be a lovely trick-or-treat delight!© 2018 Bending the Bookshelf All Rights Reserved

What is Futanari (and why should you read it)?

What defines the futanari genre? 
What do readers want from it?  What do they expect from it? 
It was a conversation with the lovely Sakura von Sternberg that got me really thinking, and after a very long email (What can I say, I am passionate about the subject!), I thought the subject might be a nice way to ease back into things following my vacation.


A Mythological Gender, Free from Social Prejudice
For me, the primary appeal of the futanari genre is that it is pure fantasy, an exploration of a mythological gender that can be free from the real-world psychological baggage, emotional anxieties, and social prejudices of being transgender. That does not mean futanari cannot be used to explore themes of transgender acceptance (more on that in a moment), but that approach is an option, not the default expectation. Similarly, while futanari can, and often do, incorporate a transformation element, it is usually more of a plot catalyst, as opposed to a character aspect that implies so much more about lifestyles, personalities, and social interaction. They can still be a secret gender, a rare expression of sexuality, but usually in a fun way, rather than a forced-to-hide-in-the-closet-by-society kind of way.

Another appeal for me, of course, is the tendency to explore some form of sexual exaggeration with futanari, whether it be unusual size, incredible stamina, ridiculous ejaculation volume (which I had a lot of fun with in my Futanari Moans stories), or uncontrollable lust. That aspect is so much fun to write about, and even more fun to read. We can take our wildest fantasies, our most unrealistic expectations of a lover, and gleefully indulge them. That aspect ties into one more appeal, which is the way a futanari character really opens up the story to the potential for science fiction, fantasy, or horror themes.


Identities, Expressions, and Labels
Okay, so what exactly is a futanari? It is hard to say, because the use of the term has evolved over time, and has become artificially co-opted for marketing purposes, but I am a traditionalist when it comes to the genre. If you go back to its anime and manga origins, futanari comes from a Japanese term for hermaphrodite, and implies that both male and female genitalia be present - "two holes and a pole" as someone once said. Traditional futanari are usually explored as ultra-feminine, often hyper-sexualized, figures who have a penis in place of their clitoris. Sometimes the character has a clitoris that grows and expands into a penis when aroused, allowing their true nature to be otherwise hidden, but more often it is a permanent bulge in their panties that adds to their taboo appeal.

As for that genre evolution, the aspect of dual-genitalia is not the absolute requirement it once was, but there is a fine line there. On the one side, you have authors who use the term as a politically correct substitute for shemale. I understand the appeal of exploring that aspect of transsexuality, where the non-binary gender expression is a fixed destination, not a stage in a pre-op/post-op journey, but using the futanari label disrespects what is a legitimate decision for real people who deserve to be respected for their gender identity/expression. I get it, non-binary is not the sexiest of labels, but the alternative should not be to use something with mythological or fictional connotations.

Okay, let me step down off my soapbox and kick it back under the desk. :)

On the other side, you have authors who sidestep the question of dual-genitalia by playing with themes of growth and transformation - which is a bit of a cheat, but one I am okay with. Here we are not dealing with real-world people or real-world gender issues, but the fantasy of being endowed with a penis through magic, mad science, a curse, a wish, or some other imaginative event (A Queer Sort of Queen is the favorite of my transformation scenes). The fact that it is a fantasy representation of gender, the impossible (or improbable) transformation of the female form, is what makes it close enough (for me, at least), to reasonably be considered futanari. I do not entirely understand the appeal of that approach, outside of perhaps eliminating some orgasmic complexities, but it can work, and I have seen it done with flair.


Who Does It Best?
Let me start off by profusely apologizing to anyone I omitted in the lists below. I put together a pretty solid list of futanari authors for Sakura last night, and have added more today, but I know I will miss a few obvious choices. If I do, call me out, bend me over for a spanking, and I will fix it!

I love what Roxy Katt has done with her stories, using her own term to allow her the freedom to play with futanari expectations. Phallogyne sounds so beautiful, so sophisticated, it feels like it should have the same historical background as futanari. She has a wonderful post over on her blog about what exactly the term implies.

JC Winchester has a Futa Ranch series he is working on that deals with female-to-futa transformations. and which manages to be both sexy and gender-positive. To get back to that comment I made earlier about acceptance, he uses his story to parallel transgender themes, allowing us to consider them from a different angle.

E.V. Stonebraker is writing some fun stories where futanari are simply another gender, there to be admired, enjoyed, and interacted with, outside of any big surprise or grand conspiracy. Her stories are sexy, smutty, and well-written - and, as an added bonus, she is one of the few authors who regularly indulge in scenes of futa-on-male erotica (among other taboos).

Marissa Scott is another author doing fun things step-family taboos within the realm of futanari erotica, mostly on the futa-on-female side of the genre, but with some tasty explorations of male-on-futa as well.

Reed James is a granddaddy of the genre, a prolific author who is perhaps most responsible for introducing me to futanari as a reader. He has constructed entire universes of loosely connected stories where futanari walk among us, usually with a mythological origin, but he has also explored sci-fi alien origins as well. Check out his guest post from a few years ago to understand why he loves the genre.

Bryce Calderwood would then be the favorite uncle of the genre, the author most responsible for introducing me to futanari as a writer. His stories are grounded firmly in the sci-fi and horror genres, involving aspects of monster erotica and paranormal romance, with his futanari becoming engaged with (and aroused by) vampires, tentacles, and dinosaurs. In fact, I chose him to design my Futanari Moans covers in hopes that some of the magic might rub off!

Thomas Pike is one of those authors who largely avoids the question of dual-genitalia with his futanari stories. Part of why he makes the approach work is that he is just as comfortable using the shemale label, and he understands the difference between real-world and fantasy gender.

Moctezuma Johnson is not only the author responsible for introducing me to the smutpunk genre, but probably the author most responsible for inspiring my sense of futanari excess. He writes explicit, deliberately trashy tales, often with a sci-fi bent, and uses his futanari in some creative ways.

Joanna Noor is a new author to the genre I have gotten to know very well, playing with themes of futa transformation within the framework of a Gorean-inspired heroic fantasy. Hers is a connected series of short stories and novels, all set within that world, and telling a larger story that is as much about fantasy as futa.

Gabrielle Prevot is, if memory serves me, the first author I read who explores the futanari genre. She plays with supernatural themes, but she also incorporates a lot of taboo elements to her stories, which makes her an exciting read.

In terms of pairings, futa-on-female and futa-on-futa are definitely the most popular, but futa-on-male certainly has an audience, including me! I have already mentioned E.V. Stonebraker, but other authors who regularly indulge in that taboo include Relm Jayne and J.A. Dolan (both of whom I quite like), and authors such as Darian Brasher, B.J. Sackrider, Harper Rindell, Brock Spurtze, Lara Longstaff, and Rowenna Skye (all of whom I need to get reading).

Even rarer than futa-on-male is futa-on-sissy or futa-with-feminization erotica (which is partly why I wrote Cuckolded by the Futa Motorcycle Club), but authors who do it well include Kella Z. Driel, Solar Harris, and Stephen T. Grey, while authors I need to be reading include Riley Rodman, Ruby Scarlet, and Tabetha Kate.

Finally, in addition to Bryce Calderwood and Thomas Pike, there is a whole subgenre of futanari monster erotica too, which is perfectly in keeping with the sci-fi, fantasy, and horror themes. River Belle and Leona D. Reish are two authors I have enjoyed, while Eden Redd, Mogan Page, and Gigi Whitney are more authors I need to be reading soon.


What Are You Looking For?
I realize this post became getting rather long-winded, but I wanted to do it justice while also paying homage to the authors who call the genre home.

There is plenty of room for play within the genre, with a wide variety of ways to explore futanari, but I am curious what you think. Is the lack of dual-genitalia a deal breaker? Do you prefer futa-on-female over futa-on-male? Would you rather see more real-world stories, or do you enjoy the science fiction and horror elements?

This is your chance to get your voice heard, and maybe help guide the next generation of stories. Please, share, comment, and (of course) read.© 2018 Bending the Bookshelf All Rights Reserved

Friday Flash: Post No Bills (#friflash #transformation)

Post No Bills
She made me slather the wall with glue and stick the garish poster directly on top of the “No Bills” sign. The very idea made her chuckle. It was that same soft, suggestive laugh that I’d first heard from behind me, before all went dark, days ago.

Days ago? Weeks? Was that right? I didn’t think it could be months. Could it? No matter.

Hard to believe the picture was of me. The flawless skin. The plump, red lips. The shimmering eyeshadow. The false lashes. The masquerade mask, changed every night, and never the same one twice. The flowers. Oh, how I’d come to hate those flowers. They smelled divine – she insisted I use that word – but their thorns snagged in my hair and left their mark on my breasts.

My breasts. It still sounded so weird to say those words.

Only the hands retained any semblance of manhood. The expensive creams had softened a lot of my rough calluses, and the long, painted nails artificially extended them, giving them the illusion of femininity, but they were still the hands of a common laborer. A man.

It shames me to admit it, but the expression is the most honest part of the poster. Look at it. Stare at her. Take me all in. You see it, don’t you? The bliss is written all over my face. Those eyes shimmer with deepest contentment, and those lips whisper of pleasures unseen. She’d taken that picture during the last exhibition, capturing my transformation for the entire world to see.

What you don’t see are the people who surrounded me, the men and the women who had paid so handsomely to be interactive with her work of art. There’d been a grossly overweight Spanish man sitting atop me, my member buried deep inside him. I can remember the weight of him, the way his hands dug into the soft flesh of my stomach with every thrust of the giant Namibian woman behind me. She’d had a purple monstrosity strapped around her waist, a weapon of pleasure that she wielded with exquisite skill, in carefully measured strokes.

One of my hands had been inside an adorable French woman, my fingers fluttering like a flower while my palm rubbed hard against her bud. My other hand had been curled like an autumn leaf, having stroked so many men to climax that I’d still had trouble opening it the next morning.

Of it all, what I remember most was the Scandinavian couple, husband and wife, who had been kept so busy licking my breasts clean of spectator tribute. The rest of me was being used in new ways, but my breasts . . . they were the only part of me that was new, and the novelty had yet to wear off.

Tonight? No mask. No flowers. No Bill. Something in me had blossomed, casting him aside.

Look closely, beneath the mask. A star is born - Sleezy by name, sleazy by trade.

Ask for me. Please.

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Friday Flash is a biweekly meme in which participants are provided with an image, and then challenged to write a flash fiction story of no more than 500 words using it, inspired by it, or as a reaction to it. After a year's absence, fellow Sister in Smut F. Leonora Solomon has resurrected the meme, so be sure to pay her a visit (click on the Friday Flash image) and join in the fun.© 2018 Bending the Bookshelf All Rights Reserved

Futanari Moans Release Day Events

Good morning, all, and a very happy Monday to you!

As you are no doubt aware, today is release day for  Futanari Moans and the Suckers’ Cure , the second (standalone) adventure for my busty, well-hung, intrepid explorer. You can check out the cover blurb below.

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To help celebrate its release, the wonderful Oleander Plume has had a few kinds words to say over at Poisoned Pen Dirty Mind. To make things extra exciting, I have shared an exclusive excerpt with here, available only on her blog!

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Oh, and to mark my status as the newest Sister in Smut, the gang is hosting a Happy Book Birthday. Stop by and read a bit about my creative process, how my imagination works, and what ultimately led to this Futanari Moans story jumping the queue ahead of what I had planned as the second book.

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Futanari Moans and the Suckers’ Cure
by Sally Bend

Futanari Moans, amateur archaeologist and professional tomb raider, has unearthed her share of ancient treasures. With her only weapon the swollen, dripping appendage strapped to her thigh, Moans journeys across the Middle East, dodging traps, scarabs, and undead creatures, while battling foes from home and abroad.

The second-worst thing about having a thirty-five-hundred-year-old mummy for a lover was that the dust got everywhere. The worst thing about it? Well, it turns out that the supernatural drought of a murdered Queen’s cursed sarcophagus is contagious.
Her search for a cure takes her to the cliffs of the Aegean Sea, where she throws herself to the waves, in search of an ancient leviathan of the deep, a tentacled god of the deepest waters. She comes as both a friend and a lover, offering it pleasures not tasted in centuries, but she does not expect it to be quite so . . . well, big.

Packed with 7,000 words of pulp futa adventure, complete with a taboo side of monster erotica, this standalone Futanari Moans adventure is superbly silly, and scandalously sexy! Perfect for fans of her first adventure, or those just discovering her.© 2018 Bending the Bookshelf All Rights Reserved

Futanari Moans: Cover Reveal Pre-Order and Promo!!!

Yes, the wait is finally over! 
Futanari Moans - amateur archaeologist, professional tomb raider, and sole survivor of a multi-national project so secret, it never officially existed - is back, with an adventure even more superbly silly and scandalously sexy than the first.
The fantastic Bryce Calderwood has once again worked his magic on the cover, and I am delighted to be able to share it with you all . . .

Is that not indescribably gorgeous? Seriously, it makes me giddy every time I see it!
Futanari Moans and the Suckers’ Cure is now available for Pre-Order, while Futanari Moans and the Mummy's Hand (Job) is free all week.
Please, join me in making this an event worthy of Futanari Moans herself. 

Buy. Read. Review. Repeat.

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I will love you forever!© 2018 Bending the Bookshelf All Rights Reserved