The Human Cow: Transformed and Milked

Here's that fetish short I promised you all! In the same vein as my previous title, Milked by the Aliens, The Human Cow features a woman transformed to provide human milk... but this time with an animalistic twist - the heroine, Abby, becomes a cow-woman as her breasts grow and begin to produce milk!

Read an exclusively steamy excerpt!

Another glass, another, and now she was drinking straight from the cool glass bottle, head swimming with the taste – licking the last drop from the lip of it, seeking more and not finding it…

She set the bottle down, licking her lips. There was a strange warmth in the pit of her stomach now, even though the cream had been quite cold.

“Great stuff,” she sighed contentedly. “Really great. I mean, wow...” Abby blinked, trailing off. The warm, tingling feeling – it was really quite pleasant – seemed to be spreading through her, making the small fine hairs on her arms and the back of her neck stand on end. “What…?”

Mr. Nicholson smiled at her, and now she could see the edge of eagerness behind it – not just eagerness for a new creation to receive a good reception. A look of expectation.

She looked down at herself and gasped in surprise. All she felt was the sense of pleasant, tingling warmth, almost like a warm breeze on her skin, but she could see her breasts growing, swelling like ripe and heavy fruit. What had been modest handfuls strained against her bra until she felt the clasp give with a pop.

“What did you-“

As soon as she began to speak, Abby felt the warmth shifting – even as her breasts continued to grow larger and heavier, she could feel a strange (but not unpleasant) tingling at the base of her spine and a bit above her ears. She turned to her reflection in the dark glass of the window and gasped out loud.

Her figure was now curvaceous to an extreme, but that wasn’t all. A pair of tiny, nublike horns grew from her head, small but still obvious – and she recognized them as a cow’s horns, the kind that the females of some breeds had. Even if she hadn’t recognized them, the skinny, hair-tufted tail that now extended from the base of her spine, just above the waist of her skirt, would have made it obvious.

Somehow, the delicious cream had turned her into some kind of human-cow hybrid.

Available now for Kindle, Nook, and on Smashwords in a variety of formats

The Minotaur's Virgin Bride - New Release!

Looking for rough monster or beastman sex? Maybe you'd like a beautiful fantasy-Greek virgin thrown in? I have just the story for you, reader! ;)

The Minotaur's Virgin Bride, available now for Kindle, Nook, and on Smashwords!

This 10,000 word erotic short story follows the beautiful virgin noble Penelope, who has been chosen to save her kingdom in the only way possible: she must be sacrificed to the ravenous minotaur that rules the isle across the river. But when Penelope gives herself over to her fate, she discovers that the minotaur has no wish to devour her – it wants her supple young body for other purposes. Can she tame the beast, or will Penelope give herself over to her wild side?

Includes peril, adventure, a prayer answered, and a world-shaking defloration of a beautiful virgin by a virile, beastly minotaur!

Read an extra-steamy excerpt, exclusive to the blog:

Even as Penelope blinked in surprise at the thought, wondering where it had come from, the beast moved. It released her hands, though she could still move no more than she could fly. The rough hoof-fingers pulled aside her cloak and tore clumsily at her dress, and she knew then what it wanted.

Not her life, not to eat her, but the comfort that a beautiful virgin girl could bring to such an unmistakably male creature. Her eyes widened at the realization of what was to come – and to her surprise loins trembled in anticipation. What would it feel like? She would find out.

The creature tore aside her dress with ease, laying her bare. Its eyes were hungry as it held her gaze, and the rough strange hands touched her smooth high breasts, squeezing appraisingly. It almost hurt, and Penelope felt herself shudder. The beast rumbled wordlessly, but somehow she felt a sense of approval – whatever the test had been, she had passed it.

The minotaur hoisted her up into its arms and carried her over to a long-unused stone table. Penelope offered no resistance; she was transfixed. Some small part of her kept note of where her knife had fallen, in case she survived this. Now that she knew what the beast was after she suspected she would.

It laid her out there, hard hands questing to tease apart her milk-white thighs, denting the tender flesh. Her lips rounded a sigh of longing. Penelope found herself wanting the minotaur’s perverse attentions, wanting to give in to the lust his scent had planted in her. She felt warm all over, tender and fragile as a butterfly’s wing under those strange rough hands.

The beast had her legs spread wide now and her body spread-eagled on the cold stone. Even in the gloom she could see that its thick, massive cock was hard, standing proud and ready. Something inside her fluttered at the sight, a strange and almost familiar feeling.

With rough almost-hands the minotaur gripped her delicate curved hips, pulling her nearer to the massive member that was waiting for her. Her mouth felt dry and hot with hunger for it, and she could see the same half-crazed lust reflected in the monster’s eyes. Some small part of her was repulsed by the beast, wanted to fight back, to regain her freedom – but it was a small part and instead Penelope only lay there, her most secret places laid bare to this strange beast.

“Mine,” the creature snarled again, and with that he entered her, the huge cock breaching her maidenhead with a strange half-pain half-pleasure. Penelope cried out in pain and want, wrapping her legs around the monster’s waist as it filled her entirely. She felt as if she would split in two from the sheer girth of the beast’s manhood, but somehow her body could take him in whole. Heat radiated up from her stuffed, abused loins, filling her from tip to toe just as wholly as the beast’s cock filled her...

The conclusion of the Bred by the Alien Tentacles series: #3

Hey there, readers! I'm sorry to have kept you all waiting so long, I hope I haven't disappointed anyone!
Here's the delayed conclusion to my alien tentacle trilogy. This one is a bit experimental. I had two endings for this one that I really enjoyed, and I couldn't decide which to go with... so I didn't! The e-book contains both endings, and you can choose between the two of them - or go and read both in a row. ;) Both endings are unique, and the full story with both endings is ~8,000 words.

Here's a little teaser for you all!

The queen’s face split into a smirk. “You’re an impatient little thing. So ready to be queen, are you? You’ll have your fill and then some, in time…”

The brood-queen knelt above her, knees on either side of Jasmine, hands on her breasts again. They seemed to fascinate the alien – she kept running her fingers over them, squeezing them, pinching her small hard nipples. Jasmine closed her eyes for a moment, enjoying the sensation. Her breasts had grown during her alien pregnancy, fat with milk, and she found that they were still larger and more sensitive than they had been before. She began to wonder if she could come from this alone.

She had just enough time to notice something pressed against her thigh before the queen sank down onto her and something huge and thick filled her soaking cunt.
Jasmine gasped, canting her hips up against whatever the beautifully huge thing that filled her was. This was what she’d wanted.

She heard the queen’s voice in her ear: “After the transfer is complete, little alien, you’ll be like me. You’d like that, wouldn’t you? I saw your eyes on my body – so hungry. I see the hunger in you all the way down to the bone, you greedy creature.”

Jasmine could only writhe below the larger creature, trying to sate herself. It was true – once she might have found the queen grotesque, but now she looked at the alien and felt a mix of jealousy and lust.

“Make me like you,” Jasmine breathed. “I want to be queen, I want to- to- oh, I want to come!” she cried out, bucking her hips up in frustration. The alien was being maddeningly slow, not going deep enough.

The queen’s mouth spread into an open grin. “Good. Hold on to that. You’ll have all you want and more…”

New Release Sample: Bred by the Alien Tentacles

Hey there, folks. It's been a while, but I'm finally back in action! Here's a sample from my latest story, Bred by the Alien Tentacles:

  

Jasmine felt her mouth drop open. A multitude of tentacles had emerged from the depressions in the wall. There were various shapes and sizes: some were only as thick around as a few of her fingers held together, while others were as thick as her forearm.

Some were smooth and tapered, some were ridged and had tips like spades, some were covered in suction cups - and everywhere she turned there were new and different kinds.

They all had one thing in common, however: they were all converging on her. She turned and tried to run but she was met by more and more tentacles no matter where she looked.

Jasmine held up her bedsheets like a shield, but they were snatched away and in an instant she was being held down by some of the stronger tentacles. They coiled around her wrists and ankles, pinning her to the smooth rounded floor and laying her bare for their brethren....

New Release: My Best Friend's Heart

Something to end the month on a sweet note! A bit more romantic than some of my other titles so far. :)

In My Best Friend's Heart, Chloe's best friend, Alice, is visiting for the night. Just like normal, except Chloe's finally admitted it to herself: she's in love with her friend. Will her confession shatter the best friendship she's ever had - or will it lead to the two friends discovering more about each other than they have before?

My Best Friend's Heart

Alice kisses you and her mouth is gentle and warm and sweet against your own, and wholly unexpected. You never considered it could go like this but you don't care, you're pressing your lips back against hers and she's not like any of the men you've ever dated, all precise and so yielding.

She pulls away and she's still looking at you like she's never seen you before, clasping your hands gently in her own. Have they always been so warm, so gentle?

"We've both been fooling ourselves for a long time, haven't we?" she asks, and there's relief in her voice. Oh my god, you think, I was an idiot.

"We have," you agree and now you're kissing her again, and her mouth opens for you and she's still nothing like a man, so careful and tidy and soft, and you could just kiss her forever. She puts her arms around you and you can feel her fingertips press ever-so-lightly against your shoulder blades as you map her mouth, learning it like you've learnt so much else of her. How did you never realize that you wanted this?

A Tuesday treat: coupon code

A treat for you all: a coupon for my newest story, Hunting the Alpha! It's a gay erotic fantasy short, featuring a shapeshifter bounty hunter, a werewolf, and the pack he's made for himself.

25% off - only $2.09
Coupon Code: AJ23Z
Good until April 3!

Hunting the Alpha

"Hello again, pack-brothers! What news do you have for me?"

One of them bowed his head respectfully as the other spoke. "Rolf, we did not see-"

He was cut off as the storyteller pounced on him like lightning, pinning him to the ground and smiling too wide - no, baring his teeth. His voice was sharp as he spoke.

"What do you call me when you speak to me and I have not given you permission to use my name, Henry?"

Henry winced and let out a low whine, groveling under Rolf. "Alpha, I am sorry, I did not mean to disrespect you - it is all so new still -"

Rolf bit his throat and drew another whine from Henry. The men around them were watching silently, with something strange in their eyes… was it eagerness?

"Whelp! On your hands and knees like the insolent pup you are, or I will tear your throat out!" Rolf snarled. The unfortunate Henry whined and whimpered like a dog - like a wolf, Derik thought quietly - and rolled onto his hands and knees. Rolf yanked Henry's trousers down, unbuttoning his own.

Hope you enjoy it!