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That’s right, people, I am giving away free copies of Brother Bewildered, the epic gender bending fantasy novel!  In this one, former swaggering alpha male Serren finds himself still trapped living as a teen-age girl, struggling to find a way to regain his manhood even while being drawn further into the life of a young woman, vying to establish himself as the queen bee at his school.

It’s action, adventure, romance and irony!  If you are one of the many readers who already bought the book, stay tuned!  I will be running more giveaways all summer long as a way to thank my awesome readers!

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Also, look for another episode of Kirk within the next 36 hours!!!!!!!   It’s going to be a steamy one!

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X-Rated Forced Femme Book Out


Hey, folks!  Just put out a new eBook called Le Dolce Venganza (Revenge is Sweet).  This is a departure from what I have been writing lately in that it is a very x-rated story featuring forced-femme, gender and ethnicity swapping.  The main character suffers brutal humiliations that break his will and destroy everything that made him a man.

The story is about a nasty, entitled U.S. Senator who decides to make his career by demonizing immigrants.  Then, he finds himself transformed into a hot little Latina stripper, and is subjected to a major attitude adjustment.

Check it out!  Free Sample Available!

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Meowwithme! 5 Questions!

Husband to Bride Cover by meowwithme

You know how sometimes you stumble upon an amazing artist, and you can’t believe you didn’t know about them the whole time they were working!  It blew my mind when I saw the first panel of Meowwithme’s Husband To Bride, and I am so thrilled to bring you five questions with this amazing artist.  Please consider supporting Meowwith me on Patreon, and be sure to check out their Gallery on DeviantArt.  It’s all sooooooo good!


1.What are your top five favorite pieces of TG media? (Comcis, books, movies… any form!)

If I have to pick top five then it’s animation, manga/comic, movies, gif, and then writing.

2. Which artists do you admire the most, TG or otherwise?

I admire a lot of tg artists such as milda7, kannelart, Heavysnow [artist for Mashiro castle], but the number one person that I admire is this Japanese tg artist call Aji Pontarou. His tg art is very intense and detail, to the point where sometime you can feel what the character is feeling through the changes. My favorite piece from Pontarou is His Class Change to Girlfriend [direct Japanese translated], and I hope to produce a fantasy tg comic just like it one day.

3. Talk about your current works, Husband to Bride and All Princes Shall Be Mine. What excited you about these stories?

I have three current works going on, Husband to Bride, All Princes Shall be Mine, and My Little Sister Amy Part 6. Husband to Bride was actually very stressful. At first, I wasn’t going to color it at all. Imitating someone else’s style was challenging, to the point where I was going to call off the series. But because of the respond from fans on deviantart, patreon, and milda7 herself was so encouraging, I thought I should just draw like my own comic and run with it. All Princes Shall be Mine 2 is a story about the 9 gods that punished a vampire race because they find vampires dangerous. One lone survivor happens to be this talented Lord Nux, this powerful vampire that can genderswap people but he bites them on the neck. Along with his sidekick, Macaron the Succubus, they seek to basically genderswap all the gods and make them yield to Nux haha [it’s a silly story]

I’m usually very happy to draw this story because it has comedy mixes in with a little bit of NSFW element to it. Finally, My Little Sister Amy part 6, is the one I have the hardest time to draw. The only reason it’s coming out so slow is because I try to raise the bar for every new chapter I draw. I tell myself ‘it has to look more beautiful than the last chapter’ so I sometime redraw the page a couple of times before I am satisfied. What excites me about this story is that there’s a new character coming and I hope everyone will like her!
*I also would like to add that I’m not working alone anymore. I have this amazing editor name Charoset by my side, who has been an AMAZING aid in my comic. He oversees all the writings and suggest ideas. Although he is very mean sometimes Lol theres a discord channel dedicated to him call ‘Charoset is mean to me.’

4. Talk about your experience putting your work out there for the world to see. What was it like when you posted your first work? How has the journey been for you?

My experience putting the work for the world to see, oh god haha lol okay ah…it was around before I had to leave the US for good. I just finished my college and it was basically free time for months. I follow TG works regularly and there’s this website that never get updated call Mashiro’s Castle. The website’s main series is called Okashina Futari and it’s about this siblings that can transform each other’s gender at will. It went on a hiatus for a longggg time and I was still dying to read more. One day, I was so bored with my free time I decided to draw a story call my little sister Amy. As I finish one panel, another would follow and before I know it, I drew 23 panels in one sitting. I didn’t know where to post then, so I started on this website call G E hentai. It was this site where I can read a lot of gender bender doujin for free. The respond I got there was…very surprisingly. All responds were positive, and despite how bad the drawing was, people were so excited to read more. And for the first time in my life, I feel like someone out there is waiting to read another work. I got so excited that the next day, I finished My Little sister Amy Part 2 in one sitting as well. The respond was insane, people were hungry for more and in the mail box, there was a message that says ‘where can I find more of your work? On deviantart?’ since then, I made a deviantart account and a lot of people started following. It’s been one year since then, but I think I’ve improved abit and I would love to improve even further. It has been very fun, there were a lot of ups and downs. My end goal is making an animated TG or a TG game in metal slug style.

5. You talk about how you feel your work should be free to everyone to see and enjoy, which is so awesome. Talk a little bit about that for our readers.

Yes, even till today I still firmly believe that my work should be free for everyone to see and enjoy. The reason is because stories are meant to be shared. Stories are what make people come together. They would sit, listen and enjoy. There’s no cost for it. That is why even though I have Patreon, I make it like a donation system. People on Deviantart and other site will still get to read it, but just a bit later, although there’s one thing I get very upset about is people taking my work and posting it as their own. I hiss about that haha.

I hiss about that, too!  Thanks again, and please consider supporting this awesome and talented artist!!!!!


Quick Take: My Very Own Gender Swap

My Very Own Gender Swap: A Branching Choices Gender Transformation Romance by [Belle, Alyson]

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The full title of this book promises “gender change romance,” and it delivers on the romance and on sex as well.  It’s a quick, magical change, so you will find yourself female very quickly, and then you get to make a lot of different choice as to what you do once you find yourself gender-swapped.  I don’t give away any of the choices, but suffice to say they are all fun and interesting, and the book does offer some cuddly romantic scenes in addition to the Log-Jammin’ moments.

It’s good solid writing from a writer with a track record of producing quality work, check it out!!!

Shattered Isles Video Up!


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Check out my promo video for The Shattered Isles Books, Brother Bewitched and Brother Bewildered!  It’s groovy!  And thanks to everyone who has been buying Brother Bewildered!  It was a blast to write, and I am so happy to see sooooo many people snapping up copies!!!  Rock on, people, and Stay Weird!!!!

Brother Bewildered Now Available!!!!


Yes!  You heard correctly!  The second book in The Shattered Isles series is now available on Lulu and Amazon in ebook form!  The paper will be available any day now!  I am just waiting for it to process.

For those who have not yet come to visit The Shattered Isles, the books tell the story of Crown Prince Serren, first in line to the throne and the embodiment of male privilege.  That is, until his sister uses forbidden magic to turn him into a girl.  As Pattenia’s younger sister, Serren no longer has claim to the throne and watches as his sister takes his crown and consigns him to a life of corsets and gowns.

Book II continues his struggles learning to live as a princess, while his sister continues her journey into masculine territory, going off to war and adventure!  I will say if you have as much fun reading it as I had writing it, you will be in a blissful state beyond words for the duration!


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Kirk XII

It took all the will power Jim Kirk possessed to keep from jumping in and dancing with the other girls at aerobics class.  He loved to dance, and seeing all the other girls dancing to the music, he so wanted to jump in and move his body to the beat.  But, he’d worn his uniform, and his boots, and it wasn’t the right clothes to wear, so he contented himself with shaking his hips a little, doing a little step-touch, clapping and encouraging all the girls as they got their workout done.

When it ended, he spent a little time talking to the girls, and when he left he found himself buzzing with pleasure.  Dancing and chatting were like a drug to him now, and he was completely lost in thought as he made his way to the lunch room for a quick bite.  He would need something cute to wear to aerobics, and he ran through different options in his mind, not even aware of the way all the men in the room let their eyes roam over his body as he entered.


“Her legs go all the way from her ass to the ground,” someone said, and Kirk felt himself tense.

“She looks good coming and going,” someone else said.

“How’d you like to have her sit on your face?  Right?”

“I was thinking more about what she could do for me with that mouth.”

Kirk, who’d started to sit, got back up, tugged down the hem of his dress, and walked back out, his skin crawling.  He didn’t think he’d ever get used to men looking at him, talking about him.  He felt assaulted, unsafe, and he sighed, remembering Spock’s orders, and resolving to be more careful about going to public places alone.

He needed to continue his investigation.  Get out of this body.  He went back to his room and contacted Chekhov.  “Hi!”  He said, smiling.  ‘I hope I’m not bothering you?”

“Newt at all,” Chekhov said.  “I like always to see pretty smile!”

Kirk winced, but kept smiling.  “I wonder if you could help me?”  He said, hooking a strand of hair behind his ear.  “I need to investigate this whole thing with the transporter and everything, and, like, well, Spock doesn’t want me going any place alone, which, I mean, is silly and everything, but could you come with me?”

“Of course I helps.  I come to room now. ”

While he waited for Chekov, Kirk put in an order for some gym clothes.  He wasn’t ready for the short shorts and sports bra look most of the trainers sported, but he did get a white track suit with cute, red stripes on the arms and legs,  plus some white trainers with red laces.  He would be cute, but still a little butch, he thought, at the last minute adding in some hair ties that would match his outfit.

Chekov arrived.  Kirk took a quick look in the mirror, fussed with his hair, then went to the door, opening it, smiling brightly.  “Hey!”

“Devushka!” Chekov came right in for a hug, and Kirk accepted, feeling awkward as his soft breasts pressed against Chekov’s body.  Chekov held him tight, one hand running along Kirk’s back, tracing the line of Kirk’s bra strap, making Kirk feel very uncomfortable, but when Chekov ended the slightly too long hug, giving Kirk a kiss on the cheek, Jim just smiled, touched Chekov on the shoulder and said, “Thanks so much for coming.”  He knew it was expected of him.

“The pleasure, mine it is,” Chekov said.  “So, where does investigation go?”

Kirk told Chekov about the missing footage from the transporter room.

“If it is wiped, then no more can it be recovered.  I have cross-trained in this area.”

“Yes, but whoever did this thinks no one will know about them.  They made it look like someone beamed onto the ship and then erased the footage.”

“How this matters, not clear to me.”

“If they assumed no one would look for it,” Kirk said, his voice rising to a high pitch with all his girlish excitement, “they may not have…”

“Erase footage outside of the transporters room.  Or in hall on way!  Yes!  You are smart girl!”

Kirk once again ignored the comment.  “We need to get to the ship wide surveillance archives.  See if maybe they got careless.”

“Come along, then, devushka.  Let’s find the enemy within!”

Kirk found himself walking next to but just slightly behind Chekov.  It was conditioned into him, but he also felt more comfortable, safer, in that position.  Walking next to Chekov, who stood a foot taller than Kirk now, made him feel small, feminine, and both a little embarrassed and a little warm.   The men they passed still gave him the once over, but they were more circumspect, quicker, and Kirk was grateful for the protection Chekov offered.  They chatted as they walked, Chekov asking about Kirk’s new duty assignment, Kirk catching up with how everyone was adjusting to the new captain.

Finally, they arrived at Ship-wide Surveillance, an office tucked away all the way at the bottom corner of the ship, down a dark hallway that would have made Kirk nervous had he been alone.  He resisted the urge to reach out and take Chekov’s hand, but did walk a little closer as they made their way down the hall and to the office door.

“They should do something about the lighting down here,” Kirk said, softly.

Chekov smiled.  “I keep you safe.  Do not worry little face.”

The door to the SWS office slid open, and a short, balding man with a terrible comb-over and a uniform shirt pulled tightly over a fat belly looked up at them, glaring from behind thick framed glasses.  “What?”  He snapped.  “What do you want?”   SWS was the least popular office on The Enterprise or any star ship.  No one liked the idea they were being watched in the halls and public areas, and no one liked the guy in charge of the watching– in this case Till Wimpleton, who may have been something like a normal person at one time, but who had been twisted from his years serving as the most hated man on any ship he boarded.

Oh boy, Kirk thought, plastering a smile on his face once more, throwing his shoulders back a bit more, his breasts out.  “Till, so good to see you!”  He said, walking into the office, letting his hips sway just a little extra.  “I was wondering if—”

Chekov stepped in front of Kirk and interrupted.  “We need to see tape.  I use terminal over there.”

“Pardon me?”  Till said, eyebrows raised in fury.  “Excuse me?  You need to see tape?”

“Let me,” Kirk started, but Chekov raised a hand.

‘Theese is Captain.  She has higher rank.  You show tape. Cut the nonsense.”

Till folded his arms across his chest and raised his chin, his fat jowls quivering.  “Captain,” he said, nodding toward Kirk, his eyes falling to Kirk’s chest.  A smile crossed his thin, livery lips.  He looked back at Chekov.  “You are not authorized.”

Kirk put a hand to his cheek and hid his frustration.  Chekov obviously was not going to let him talk.

“Get out of way. Captain Kirk, she wants to see tape.”

“Well, then she will need to get permission from Captain Finnegan.”

Kirk groaned inwardly.  Why couldn’t Chekov have let him try and charm the little troll?  Now, he knew, it was hopeless.  A sad little man like Till Wimpleton had nothing more than the meager little bit of authority he’d been granted, and now he would cling to that like a life preserver.

“Do you wants trouble?”  Chekov said, stepping toward the little man.

“Captain Finnegan,” Till repeated.  “Captain Finnegan.”

Kirk put a hand on Chekov’s arm.  “It’s fine.  Let’s go.”

“I get permission,” Chekov said, not wanting to let Kirk down.

Kirk stood on his tippy toes and whispered in Chekov’s ear, “I’ll find another way.”

Chekov nodded, but he could not lose face in front of a pretty girl, so as he left he called back,  “You are what Russian calls persononek!  Piglet!   Squealing piglet!”

Till Wimpleton glared after the two of them, and when the door swished closed he whispered, “I know.”

Back in the hallway, Chekov fumed.  “That idiot!  Moron!”

“We just have to get permission.  Or else–”


“Hack into the system.”  Kirk’s stomach rumbled, and he remembered he hadn’t eaten lunch.  “Um, want to get something to eat?”  He said, not wanting to go back to his room, and still thinking about his next move.

“Yes.  This idea is good.”

They made their way to the nearest mess hall, where they were surprised to find McCoy and Scotty.  “Join us!”  McCoy shouted, waving them over.  The two men stood as Kirk sat.  They all four made small talk, ate, the three men all vying for Kirk’s attention, which made him blush and feel all mushy inside.  There was music playing, and when they had both finished, Chekov said, “Dance with me, devushka.”

“Oh,” Kirk said, a thrill passing through him at the suggestion.  “I shouldn’t.”

“Come,” Chekov said, grabbing Kirk’s hand.  “I can see in face you want to.”

Kirk let himself get dragged to a clear space, and he found himself in Chekov’s arms, dancing.  It was nearly impossible for him to say no to an invitation to dance, especially from a man.  His conditioning, still lingering, and part of that conditioning meant that he was filled with a joy and a thrill when he danced with or for a man that was near to ecstasy.  McCoy and Scotty cheered and waited their turns, each one eager to hold pretty young Jimi Kirk in his arms.