Now Available: Your Memory Mine 2

It’s here! Your Memory Mine 2 is now available. I am so excited. I think this is one of the best things I have ever written and a case where the sequel is even better than the original.

When the story opens, our hero, Dylan, having found himself trapped in the body of a teen-age girl, has settled into a new life working as a waitress in New Hope, Pennsylvania. He’s found peace, and expects to live out a calm, normal life.

Then the girl who stole his body, shows up and once more throws his life into turmoil as rival agencies bent on world domination compete to capture Dylan and turn him into an agent of mass destruction.

Why do they want him so badly? What makes him such a special girl? Read Your Memory Mine2, and find out! This story features multiple body swaps, age-regression, action and romance!

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Sneak Preview!

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As promised, you will find a sneak preview of Your Memory Mine 2 posted below.  What can you expect from this book?  Well, in a word, MORE. You will find more body swaps, more action, more romance!  In addition, we find out the secret of why Dylan is so important, as he continues to grow and face new challenges as a young woman.

It’s a blast, and I expect to have it out by mid-February!

Sample:

Dylan, shorter, ran as hard as he could, but he found himself trailing behind Kisa, being pulled along behind her, glancing back in panic as they ran around a corner and down a cobblestone street lined by old houses with lead windows. Kisa looked around for someplace to hide, slowing her pace so Dylan could keep up.  They sprinted down the narrow road, Chris and Nicki appearing from around the corner, shouting, “Stop! Hey!”

Kisa pulled Dylan down another, even more narrow side street, surrounded on either side by tall buildings of brick.  “We’re going to be trapped!”  Dylan cried out.

“Just keep up!”  Kisa said.

Dylan was gasping for breath, struggling as his chest heaved.  He hadn’t been training at all since coming to New Hope, and his body was telling him so.  “I can’t,” he said, seeing stars.  “I’m going to pass out.”

They came to an open warehouse, the steel door raised, and Kisa pulled him into the darkness, weaving through machinery and cargo containers, finally pulling Dylan behind one of the big, corrugated steel containers, letting him sink to the ground, gasping for breath, breasts heaving.  Kisa remained on her feet, creeping to the edge of the container, squinting out into the darkness, trying to calm her own breath, glancing back to see Dylan there, hugging his knees to his chest, his cheeks and nose flush.  He looked so pretty, so vulnerable, and she felt a powerful surge of testosterone.  She had to protect him.  Their eyes met, his wide, afraid.  “You’ll be safe,” she said.  “I’ll protect you.”

Dylan felt something in him twinge, felt himself flood with warmth.  God, she was so strong!  So brave.  “I know,” he whispered in a soft voice full of tangled feelings.

“They came down this way,” Sasha said, his voice carrying in from the street.  “I saw.”

“I did, too, but not whether they ran in here.”

“They must have.   They couldn’t reach end of street so fast.”

“Maybe we should split up?  I’ll run down there.  See if I spot them?”

“Okay, then.”

Syria ran off down the alley.  Sasha moved into the warehouse, each of her booted footsteps echoing.  “I know you in here,” she sang.  “I can smell Dylan’s perfume.”

“Shit,” Dylan whispered.

Kisa held her finger to her lips, crept back to where Dylan huddled on the ground, put her arm around him.  “Don’t move.  Don’t talk,” she whispered.  Dylan nodded.

They heard Sasha moving about, then pause,  There was a clicking noise, and then Sasha whistled.  “Come out come out,” she said.   Then they heard another sound, steel on steel. A metallic click.  “Do you know that sound?  I put a bullet in chamber.  When I find you, I’ll kill Kisa. We don’t need her.  But, if Dylan surrenders, I let her live.  Don’t you want to save your friend, little girl?”

Dylan looked at Kisa, eyes filled with concern, fear.

Kisa pulled him to her, kissed him on the head. Nodded, asking him with her eyes, Trust me.

If you haven’t ready Book 1, read it now by clicking HERE!

Now in progress: Your Memory Mine 2!

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If you liked Your Memory Mine, I predict you will love YMM2.  It picks up where the first book left off, with Dylan having accepted his new body and identity as a young woman, working as  waitress in New Hope, Pennsylvania.  He just wants to live his life in peace now and find some happiness with the one he loves.

But powerful forces come crashing down on his peaceful new life as competing agencies seek to capture him and unleash his untapped powers.  The second book reveals many of the secrets from the first book, including what makes Dylan so special and why people are willing to kill for him.

I have hacked out roughly 10,000 words of what I expect to be a 50- 60,000 word story, where the bullets fly, the bodies swap and no gets out unchanged! Look for more updates, teasers and giveaways in the coming weeks!

If you haven’t read Your Memory Mine, check it out!  It’s John Green meets Jack Chalker!

Dirty Girls: First in New Series Out NOW!

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People, people, people.  Today I release the first in what will be a new series of books about men who get turned into Dirty Girls.  These stories will all feature scenes of domination, with adults only erotic scenes and plots that delve deep into the darker sides of the human experience.

The first, Devastation, The Breaking of a Man, follows the adventures of Chuck Chance, secret agent and ladies man who finds himself body-swapped with a gorgeous Russian spy.  Every guy seems to want a piece of Chuck now, especially one of his long-time foes, a man known to have very twisted ideas about sex and women.

Check it out, and I hope you enjoy this new series!

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Meowwithme! 5 Questions!

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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!

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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!!!!!

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Boy Meets Girl

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Available on Amazon!

So, perhaps the scene that most separates Boy Meets Girl from other male  to female body swaps comes in the second episode, when Danny, now living in the body and life of Veronica, discovers her box of sex toys and decides to experiment with his new body.  Cut to him looking pleased and dazed, smiling, satisfied.

Later, he claims to find more pleasure using his “bunny” than he ever found as a bloke (the show is British).

And yet, the very same character, still identifying as a straight man, flees in terror at his boyfriend’s advances, and once he does allow himself to be pleasured by another man he is shocked and ashamed of what he allowed to be done.  So, he finds he is okay with having a woman’s sexuality and needs, but not to have them fulfilled by a man.  Later, he gets in a relationship with another woman and falls in love with her.

This show explores identity complexity beyond the it’s hard to put a on a bra, it’s hard to walk in high heels scenes we usually get (though we also get those scenes!)  Another fascinating development comes after the character has a nervous breakdown.  He starts drinking too much, rebels against his woman’s life, and starts telling everyone he is a man named Danny.  End result?  Mental Institution.

Finally, faced with electro shock therapy he feels will erase his memory and make him think he is and has always been Veronica, he relents and determines to be her.  He watches videos of her to learn how to talk and move like her, and he adopts as best he can a feminine persona, smiling, being sweet and accommodating, taking care of his hair, make-up and clothes, and learning to walk and move gracefully in his heels.

He tries, but he finds it hard, very hard, to be feminine, and ultimately comes to believe he can’t live like that, a feeling I suspect many women who watch this will relate to.  It is not being female he finds hard, but being feminine.   This problem also hits home with his boyfriend who doesn’t listen, pushing a marriage proposal on him and then completely ignored his body language and tone that clearly convey– I am not into this at all!  Like many women, Danny feels he is clearly conveying his feelings, only to be ignored.

So, there is some depth and darkness with the show.  I was a little disappointed with the ending– I love the tease, but the show just seemed to stop leaving a lot unresolved.  And, I would have liked more exploration of Veronica’s life as Danny, but all in all this is one to watch!

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Blogging More in 2018!

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James Kirk did not like the way his uniform fit.   As he looked at himself in the mirror, he turned to his side to examine his profile, turned back to face himself directly, then turned around and looked back over his shoulder.  He groaned, tugging at the hem of his little uniform, trying to pull it down lower on his thighs, but it was all futile.  The little red mini-dress hugged his now full breasts, and clung to his wide, round hips.

He couldn’t hide his figure, and boy did he ever want to.   He could even see the outline of his bra through the materiel, and when he let his eyes drift down to his long, coltish legs in the dark tights, and then the high boots that encased his rounded calves, he felt sick at the thought of walking out of his quarters and facing the crew like this, as a she, in this body.  With these breasts.  He shook his head, looking at them perched on his chest.

He was pretty sure the girls had issued him some kind of push-up bra that lifted them and made them seem even bigger than they were, presenting them to the world like an invitation. When they’d taken his measurements they’d teased him about his d-cups, promised him most of the women on the Enterprise would be jealous of his breasts.

Maybe, but he felt pretty sure the women were going to love the irony of seeing him, the playboy captain, now with an hourglass figure, and forced to wear the same demeaning uniform as a woman.  How many of them had he flirted with, hit on, and now he was as pretty as any of them, and they had to laugh when they saw him.  He knew it.

As for the men?  He knew what they would be thinking when they saw this body.  He turned to the side again, looking at his curves, the way his behind swayed and rose, so inviting, and the way his breasts hovered in front of him.   He shivered at the thought of the men checking him out, looking over his shape, the same way he used to do when he was still a man.

I am a man, he thought, tugging on the hem of his dress again.  I will always be a man.  I don’t care what body I find myself in, what uniform the Federation makes me wear. I. Am. A. Man!  He felt the bra straps digging into his shoulders, the weight of them heavy in the cups of his bra, and he became aware of the tightness of his dress, the feeling of the tights on his smoothly shaven legs.  His head spun.   Could he still be a man with this tiny waist?  These small arms?

But I am, and I always will be.  The intercom buzzed, and Spock’s voice called out, “Captain?”

“Captain here,” Kirk responded, his new voice sounding like a little girl’s, especially compared to Spock’s deep tones.  Kirk grimaced, hating the way he sound, wondering why his body had to be so extremely womanly, so intensely feminine.  But, of course, that had been no accident.

“I just thought it prudent to remind you that your hearing begins in ten minutes.”

“I am aware,” Kirk answered, annoyed that he sounded to his own ears like a petulant child.   He searched for the right placement, the right tone. “I mean, I know.”

“It would not look good if you were late to your hearing.  There is a belief among human males that one of the qualities of a female is the need to take a very long time to get ready.”

That’s because it does take longer for us to get ready, Kirk thought, hooking his hair behind his ear.  He realized he’d just thought of himself as a woman, but he pushed the thought away.  “I’m leaving now.”

Over on the counter in front of his bathroom mirror he saw a selection of cosmetics he’d been issued been issued along with his new uniform: mascara, blush, lipstick, nail polish.   He’d insisted he didn’t need them, but the girls had placed them in his basket anyway, insisting it was regulations.

There was no regulation requiring him to actually use them, to paint his face.  It would be hard enough to get the High Command to take him seriously dressed like a waitress, he thought, let alone if he painted his face just like some girl.

And yet the woman on his ship had always worn make-up, had felt pressured to wear it even when it was impractical for their jobs.  Had he been part of that?  He’d never said so. never told any of them they they had to make themselves pretty, but had it been in his attitude?  Had they known he valued them based on their attractiveness and felt the only way to get ahead was to be pretty?

He’d think about it later.  Once more tugging on the hem of his little dress, Kirk bounded out of his quarters, quickly measuring his steps to keep his breasts from bouncing, and then he did his best to assume the air of command he’d honed for all these years, to walk and compose himself in a way to say– I am still Jim Kirk.  I am still your Captain.

As the cool air of the deck washed over him, and his nerves jangled at the thought of his upcoming hearing, he felt his nipples getting tight and hard, pushing at the stiff cups of his bra.   He got on the elevator and took a position between two security officers, each of whom now towered over him, making him feel that sensation that he was a child once more.  He didn’t wan to re-enforce it by speaking, but he had to, and so he said, “Gentleman” and tried not to wince at the pretty little voice that came out of him.

“Sir,” the officers responded.

Sir.  Kirk felt good to hear that word.  Sir.  He was still Captain James Kirk.

And then he sensed it, the eyes of the security officer falling to his behind, burning a whole in it.  He wanted to say something, to reprimand the man, but his body tensed up, and he couldn’t speak, couldn’t say anything, because he didn’t want to acknowledge that he was a woman, and that he was being mentally undressed by a man, and that it made him feel– scared.

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Okay.  Just a little fanfic interlude I had intended as a paragraph, but which turned out longer.  Anyway, as we pass from the holiday season into the New Year, I am publicly pledging to write more often!!!!!  I think for a blog to be vital and useful to the reader, it has to be updated regularly, and look for that to happen!  Including with some awesome fan fiction!!!!

I am seriously thinking about doing a Rey is Darth Vader series.  What say you?