X-Rated Forced Femme Book Out

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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!

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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!!!!!

Meowwithme

More and Better Stuff

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Check out my Stuff on Redbubble!

Or, Cafe Press!

First off, I promise more installments of the Star Trek story soon.  I have been neglecting it, though I do have a new short story coming out soon, and I am 65,000 words into BB2, and surging toward finishing the first draft.  Plus, I have designed more awesome stuff, including a few subtle designs based on TG media which most people won’t ever get, but those who do… well, they will be the one we want to meet!

I am buying and wearing these myself, so if I get reactions i will post them here one of these days.

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I also have some designs that are not TG, but are very flirty and sexy.  For example this one:

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Or this:

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It’s fun stuff, and I will be adding more over the next week, so check back frequently!

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!

Now Available on Amazon!

 

Kirk IX

He’d been prepared to die that day as he headed off to his trial, where he’d been given two choices: 1) death and 2) to become slave girl to the Rammerham.  Death had seemed the easy, obvious choice.   He’d lay down on his narrow cot, still not used to the soft, shifting nature of his new body, and calming his breath, had begun to say goodbye to everyone, to everything, to all the people who had mattered most.

“Captain,” he heard the deep, familiar voice say.

“Spock?”  He answered in his soft new voice, sitting up, covering himself with his tiny arms as best he could.  “What are you doing here?”

Spock kept his eyes on Kirk’s new face, curiously regarding the young woman who sat before him.  “I have come to consult with you about your impending trial.  As my,” he glanced at the guards, “property, I have a legal right on this planet to your protection.”

Kirk caught the glance and nodded.  “Of course.”

The door opened and Spock entered.  Kirk stood, craning his neck back to look at his old friend, and he felt small– and naked.  “Good to see you.”

“And you.”  They sat on the bunk, side by side.  “Forgive me for what I am about to say.”

“What?”

“I feel I need to ascertain the truth of your identity.  This situation has complicated negotiations, and there are many probabilities to suggest you could be an imposter.”

Kirk nodded.  He understood.  He could barely believe he was this girl, so how could anyone else?  “What do you want me to do?  Share some secret from my past?  Tell you codes for the Enterprise only the captain would know?”

“I can obtain absolute certainty through the use of the Vulcan mind probe.”

Kirk hesitated.  Spock had mind probed him before.  That was true.  But it seemed– he felt more vulnerable now.   Spock would see his plans, and he would try to stop him.   Yet, maybe there was a chance this could all be fixed.  If anyone could do it, Spock could.   Kirk looked up at Spock and nodded.

Spock gently places his fingers along Kirk’s face and head, and Kirk his skin tingle at the man’s touch.  Then, the Vulcan began to press his awareness into Kirk’s brain, so soft and gentle, and yet so firm.  Kirk had resisted, pushed back, but then it was almost like he could hear Spock whispering, relax.  It will be okay.  Let me in.   And Kirk had; he’d released, with a soft sigh, and then he’d felt his mind merging with Spock’s, their essence flowing together, and entwining, and Spock glimmered like a diamond, shining so bright, and Kirk felt safe and protected, and when the mind meld ended, a tear rolled down Kirk’s cheek, and he couldn’t stop himself from taking Spock’s hands and squeezing.

Spock did not respond to Kirk’s emotional display, but stared down into his eyes and said, “You must not accept death, Jim.”

“What choice do I have?  I can’t live as another man’s slave, let along a slave girl.  You know what he’ll expect of me.”

“It will buy us time.  It will give me a chance to free you.”

“But what if you can’t?  Or what if before you do I become his– mate?”  Kirk’s voice cracked at the last word.

A hard, angry fire filled Spock’s eyes for a moment, but he quickly regained control of himself.  “I will not allow that to happen.”

Kirk’s heart fluttered, and he got that tingly feeling everywhere.  “Oh, Spock.”

“You must trust me.  I will protect you.”

“Okay,” Kirk said, now openly weeping.  “I’m sorry,” he said, wiping at his tears.  “I don’t know why I’m crying.”

“It’s because you are a female,” Spock said, standing.  “Your biology makes you more prone to tears.”

Spock left.  The guards came and escorted Kirk to the courtroom, all the way ogling his body.  He had not been used to men looking at him like that, and it made him feel queasy and sick.   He was made to stand in the center of the room, and he glanced around to see Spock, Uhura, Rand and the rest of the landing party watching along with a large number of the men of Rammerham.  The judge came in wearing a horned helmet and some kind of animal fur cloak.

“You spoke in the presence of a man after being ordered to silence.  I find you guilty. The sentence is death. ”  He raised his gavel, pausing, waiting for Kirk to beg for mercy.  But, he couldn’t do it.  He couldn’t bring himself to beg these savage pigs to allow him to serve as a slave girl, and so heartbroken that he had to betray his word to Spock– poor Spock!– he merely dropped his head and stared at the floor, waiting to hear the gavel pound and sound the end of his life.

“Wait!”

Kirk looked up, shocked, to see that Spock had risen.  “As the owner of this female, I offer my life in her place,” Spock said.

“No!”  Kirk screamed.  The crew all around Spock was staring at him in shock, looking back at Kirk, their eyes wide.

“Are you sure?”  The Judge said.   “There will be no appeal.  My judgement is final.”

“I am sure,” Spock said.  “I can not allow her to die.”

“Very well, then I do hereby–”

Kirk stared at Spock, tears once more pooling in his eyes, and he sank to his knees, and cried out, “Let me join the King’s harem!  Please!  I beg you!  I want to serve him as his slave girl!”  He sank forward until his forehead was on the ground, prostrate before the judge.

“Very well.  It pleases me greatly to see this arrogant female humble herself before the great King.  I will be merciful.  You are now the property of the King, and you will seek to serve him in every way.”

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The guards picked Kirk up off the floor and led him away.  He kept his eyes down, his hair falling around his face like a  curtain.  He could not stand the thought of looking at any of his crew now that he was a harem girl, a slave, another man’s woman.

 

Paperbacks!

Exciting news.  I have released both It Girl, What? and Your Memory Mine in paperback form!  If, like me, you enjoy a physical copy of a book you can lug to the beach or the park, rejoice!  In addition, they are both enrolled in Kindle Matchbook, so it you buy the paperback you get the ebook for FREE!

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Happy reading!!!!!  Look for a new installment of Kirk on Monday!

Kirk III

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“I am James T. Kirk,”  Kirk started, trying his best to tune out the sound of his tea kettle voice, “and I am, as Doctor McCoy testified, a woman.  We meet here today to judge my fitness to serve as captain of the star ship Enterprise, a position I have held for two years.

“And, why, I ask, has my fitness become an issue?  Not due to my performance, nor due to my health nor for any reason for which their is precedence for removal of a star ship captain.  My fitness has become an issue because when star fleet named me captain, I was a man.  And now, as we can all see, I am most certainly a woman.  Or, I have the body of a woman.  But has it changed me mentally?  Has it made me somehow different from the man appointed captain of this ship, and who served in that role with distinction?”

He took a few steps and turned slightly away from the cameras, as if pondering, though he had worked the whole speech out.  He didn’t see all the eyes of the tribunal drop to his behind, then his long, bare legs.

Kirk turned back to the cameras.  “Am I the same man I was inside?  That’s the question, isn’t it?  Because, if I am the same man, then there is no reason to make a change.  The man I was has done this job.  Is he still in here, in this body?”

He nodded, paused, and then said, “The answer is no.  I am not that man anymore.”

He saw the looks of surprise on the faces of the old men, and hid his own smile.  “Oh, the psyche evaluations say nothing has changed.  And I have all my memories and training.  But I am not the same James Kirk.   I am now a woman, and I have lived as a woman, and I can not claim to be the same man I was; however, I can insist that I am now a better person!”

He was getting excited now, and he paced, glancing at Rand, seeing her nod, glancing at Spock and seeing him allow a momentary flash of emotion to creep through.  “I am uniquely qualified to captain this ship because I now understand my entire crew.  I have lived as a man in a man’s body, and I am now living as a woman in a woman’s body.  My crew consists of men and women.  The various species that populate our universe most frequently exhibit sexual differentiation.   Who better to contact those new civilizations than a person, a captain, who knows what it is to be male and female?  Captain, and, yes, at one point, slave girl?”

He punched his fist into his palm.  “Star Fleet made the right choice when they assigned this ship to me, and I say that choice is even better now that I stand before you, a young woman, ready to be the first female to captain a star ship in this, the greatest federation, the universe has ever known!”

The crew stood and applauded.  Kirk stood at attention, his big, brown eyes sparkling with pride and hope.  When the applause died down, the leader of the tribunal said.  “Excellent speech, honey.  You did very well.  This tribunal has determined that Captain James T. Kirk will be replaced as Captain of the Enterprise. ”

“What?”  Kirk said, shaking his head in disbelief.

“She will retain her rank and pay grade, but will be reassigned in the chain of command to a subordinate position as determined by her new commanding officer, Captain Sean Finnegan.”

Sean Finnegan?  My tormentor from my academy days?  Inside, Kirk felt his stomach turn, felt himself grow sick, but he retained his mask of calm.  “Thank you,” he said.  “I will serve with honor.”

“Very good, Miss Kirk.  You are a lovely girl, and I am sure you will be an asset to the crew.  Good day.”

As soon as the screen went blank, crew members came up to console Kirk, and he heard them, but only from a distance.  His body felt suddenly like a prison, and the tight, constricting dress, the feeling of his bra straps digging into his shoulders, it all brought back to him the sudden, shocking reality that he had lost his ship, he was no longer captain.

Eventually, as people began to disperse, Rand appeared, gathering him into her arms for a sisterly hug.  “I’m so sorry!  It’s so unfair.”

“I don’t know what to do,” Kirk admitted to her in a small, almost whisper.  “I never expected to lose her.”

“Come,” Rand said, taking his hand.  “Let’s go to my room, and we can drink some wine and talk all about it.  Would you like that, sweety?”

Kirk nodded.  ‘Yes.”  Holding Rand’s hand, he followed her from the room, eyes down, feeling like he’d lost everything, and that he would never know happiness again.