Sunday, June 28, 2015

New release!

My new story is live on Amazon!

From Husband to Futa: A Gender Swapping Tale of Total Submission to a Billionaire Domme.
Jenny is a dominating alpha, and her husband, Derek, loves her more than anything for that. The problem is, things just aren't clicking for them in the bedroom, despite all of Derek's efforts. But today, he found a magic ring, a gift for Jenny who uses it to gain immense wealth. Only, before Derek can show her the ring, he makes an unintentional wish and learns a great deal about what Jenny really wants from a partner in the bedroom. Can he learn to love his new feminine body? And will he still love Jenny after she gets her hands on the ring... and on him?

From Husband to Futa is a fun tale of total submission and wish fulfillment, with BDSM and a strong woman who knows exactly what she wants out of life.
It's free for Kindle Unlimited users!

B.E.

Saturday, June 27, 2015

Work, work, work

Loving this fem domme/billionaire  story I'm working on. The main character is a man that accidentally turns himself into a submissive futa. And loves every second of it.
I'm not loving the fact that "domme" keeps getting auto-corrected to "dome."

Anyway, here's another excerpt:

Mistress noticed immediately and laughed. She grabbed my cock and pulled it backwards between my legs. I felt something clamp down onto the tip and then Mistress let go. A heavy weight swung down and hit me in the leg. My penis went back to hanging straight down, only now it had a little help.

“When you can lift that weight with your cock,” said Mistress, “then you’ll be forgiven.”

“Forgiven for what, Mistress?” I asked.

A wooden paddle slammed into my ass, causing both cheeks to burn with an intense heat. I jerked again, in reflex, and all three weights attached to my body swung around crazily, tugging hard on my flesh.

“Well,” she said. “Now you won’t be forgiven until you figure out what it is you've done wrong.”
 Watch this space for more smut!

B.E.

Friday, June 26, 2015

It lives!

So shortly after my last post, my latest book went live!

Cecilé is a sexy business manager for the chemical research and development branch of a huge company. Joan, Cecilé's lead researcher and eye candy, has just made a major breakthrough on a product meant for cows. But before Joan can tell her boss the exciting news, Cecilé unintentionally makes herself the first test subject! What happens next will expand her horizons beyond anything she could ever have imagined. But not as much as Joan's world will expand after she decides to partake in the experiment!

It features tons of breast expansion and a crazy amount of lactation and girl on girl action. So if you're into any of that, you should definite check it out!

It's called Transformed into a Hucow... for Science! You can get it now on Amazon and Kindle Unlimited.

B.E.

Super Frustrating!

So I uploaded my latest story, Transformed Into a Hucow... for Science!, on Thursday... but it's stuck in Publishing Purgatory!!! Incredibly frustrating. It's been a full 24 hours now, and it usually only takes 3 or 4. Keep watching this space for an update. I'm really hoping it goes live before the weekend.

In the meantime, I'm already working on a new, interesting project. A billionaire dominate lady. I hope it does well. I know billionaires are popular right now, but they're usually men. This one's a wish fulfillment story with some transformation elements, here's a quick excerpt. Enjoy!
“Well maybe it only had one wish left. And I wasted it.” 
 Jenny smiled and looked me up and down.

“I wouldn’t say that,” she said. I blushed and looked away, but I was secretly very pleased. She reached over and pulled the ring off my finger and studied it for another long moment. Then she looked at me again with a very strange smile on her face that I’d never seen before.

“You said ‘fulfill my every desire,’ correct?”

“Yeah.”

“Those were your exact words?”

“Pretty sure, yes. Why do you ask, Jenny.”

“Well, it may be nothing. But let’s test something out. Stand up and turn around.”

Without really thinking about it I did as she asked. I felt a little self conscious of my body all of a sudden. I really didn’t want my new body to displease her like the old one.

“Good. Now drop your pants and bend over at the waist. I want a good look at your new pussy.”

I did as she said, making sure to move my hair out of the way to give her a clear view of my moist new cunt.

After a long moment when Jenny didn’t say or do anything and the position was starting to become a little uncomfortable, I thought about sitting back down. The thought evaporated from my mind as soon it formed. I blinked for a few seconds confused about what I’d been thinking about, and then the discomfort broke through my confusion and I moved to sit down. Well, I tried to, but my disobedient body didn’t so much as twitch.
B.E.

 

Tuesday, June 23, 2015

Next hit, coming up!

Working on my next smash hit! (I hope, haha.)
Should hopefully be done with it by Thursday. I say this because I'll be heading out of town for a bit late Thursday, so if I don't get it done, I might not have an opportunity until Monday or Tuesday, which would suck.
Here's a quick excerpt!

“I-- ah!” My knees almost buckled as waves of warmth flooded through my body. The sensation was pleasurable to the point of pain. I could feel my pussy reacting, my clit hardening. Fluid dripped out of soaked panties onto my thighs. With a loud snap, a button on my shirt gave way and pinged into the concrete floor. After a moment, the warmth receded, and I was able to stand up straight again.
“I ate some of the formula. It smelled so good, I thought it was food!” I took off my suit jacket and unbuttoned my shirt before another button could give way. The effects of the formula were pleasing, if painful. The silhouette of large nipples were clearly visible under my bra, which was stretched far beyond its maximum capacity. My breasts had been average before, but now they had double in size to be bigger than softballs. They were round and full and very heavy. They were bloated with milk, and it was starting to hurt. I needed to be milked soon.
Suddenly, my breasts rippled and quivered. The fabric of my bra keened in agony as my breasts expanded further, the flesh pouring out the top and bottom.


It's called "She Turned Me Into a Hucow!" It's got lots of breast expansion and lactation for all you kinky fans. Keep an eye out here, or on Tumblr, to be the first to know when it gets released!
And if you're in to futas, you should pick up a copy of Blake and the Maltese Futanari!

B.E.

Friday, June 19, 2015

Thoughts... and a request

So I've finally fulfilled a long time dream of mine to get something, anything published. It's self-published, so it's not published in the traditional sense, but you know what? I couldn't care less.

I've never been happier.

Now, after re-reading my most recent work just before I published it, I can't help but feel it might be a little slow. Same with my first work. I do some build up and some characterization before I get to the "juicy bits." I'm a traditional fiction writer at heart so I feel that even erotica needs to somewhat follow the plot triangle/curve. But is that what erotica readers like? That's what's more important. And I think the answer is... no. The problem is... no one is reviewing my work! I don't have a lot of sales right now, because I'm just starting out, but I was hoping to get at least a few reviews.

So! If you've purchased/borrowed my work, please review it! Or leave a comment here on my blog. Even if you didn't like it, I'd love to hear back from you. Actually, if you didn't like it, I'd love to hear why. Also any feedback on the title would be appreciated.

You can find my latest work, Blake and the Maltese Futanari, here on Amazon (it's free for Kindle Unlimited users!)
And my first story, A GROWING Desire, here.

B.E.

Thursday, June 18, 2015

It's ALIVE!

My second book is live!

I decided to go with the title "Blake and the Maltese Futanari" for various reasons. It's just over 10500 words.

Here's the blurb:

Blake might be obsessed. She fantasizes all the time about using a tool she wasn't born with. Then a mysterious package arrives, and her dreams come to life in more ways than she could have possibly hoped for.

Blake and the Maltese Futanari is a fun fantasy with fulfill's a woman's wish, among other things, and has a surprise menage a trois at the end that will leave you breathless!
Don't forget you can follow me on Tumblr if you prefer, or you can follow my Amazon Author page to keep abreast (heehee) of my works.

B.E.

Tuesday, June 16, 2015

Almost done!

I'm close to finishing this novelette! Here's a quick peek.
“Yes,” I cried out. Her moist, hot mouth felt so good around my cock, her breasts felt like dough in my hands. With her skilled fingers inside me, and her equally skilled tongue running circles around the head of my cock, it didn’t take her long to milk more of my sweet, delicious jizz out of my member.
This orgasm was different from any I’ve ever had. I felt the pleasure mount up and explode in both my pussy and my cock. Slick juices poured out of my cunt around Crystal’s finger while I ejactulated load after load into her mouth. This time there was so much more cum, and Crystal couldn’t keep up. She swallowed as much as she could, but twin runnels of jizz poured out of the corners of her mouth and fell onto her breasts.
Another 2 or 3,000 words and I should be done and ready to edit and publish! Watch this space for updates.

B.E.

Sunday, June 14, 2015

Just a little excerpt

Just wanted to share an excerpt from my futanari story! This scene involves a little attribute theft/breast expansion, too.

The white woman’s thick, marble cock fit perfectly in my hand. My thumb and fingers wrapped around and just met each other. I put my mouth over the hooded tip, and worked my tongue under the foreskin. When she grasped the sides of my head in an almost painful grip and gasped, I knew I’d struck gold. My fingers worked their magic along her shaft, hardening it with every stroke and forcing globules of pre-cum out onto my waiting tongue. I took the tip out once her cock was fully hard and then ran my tongue up along the full length in a slow, deliberate manner, starting with her wet slit that I found nestled at the base of her shaft.
With her cock now hard and slick, I placed it along my chest, between my breasts. My tiny tits didn’t even come close to wrapping around her shaft. I looked up at her and sighed. She laughed and snapped her fingers. Her breasts twitched and then began to shrink! My own breasts felt warm, I looked down to see them filling out, expanding. Only a moment passed and I found myself with a pair of breasts more than large enough to wrap around the white woman’s wrist thick cock. Her breasts were gone, but she still had two large, thick, nubby nipples standing out from her chest.

B. E.

Friday, June 12, 2015

The Trouble with Titles

I suck at titles. It's a hard spot to be in as an author. I ran through about a dozen titles for A GROWING Desire and, honestly, I'm still not happy with that title. I think part of my problem is I try to be too clever with the title, instill too much meaning. Those are always my favorite titles, but sometimes a really clever title just goes right over everyone's heads.

Sometimes it doesn't even have to be all that clever.

Titles that are simple, clever and memorable and difficult to come by, which is probably why many authors use titles that are just simple and memorable, i.e. Lord of the Rings, A Song of Ice and Fire, "Nothing Right" (that last one is a short story and book by Antonya Nelson. You should be reading her stuff. It's not erotica, it's just damn good.)

Other times I just want to use titles that I think are hilarious. For instance, I really want to name my current novella "Ice Station Futa." Look, I swear to god, if you knew what I knew, it'd be hilarious. That title, however, has to be one of the top 5 dumbest titles I've ever come up with, and that is SAYING something.

I also want to go with "The Maltese Futanari" which is a reference/homage to a Humphrey Bogart film noir movie. I'll probably end up going with that title, even though I don't care for it, and in many respects it's nearly as dumb as "Ice Station Futa."

What do you think?

B.E.

Wednesday, June 10, 2015

The beginning

And thus begins my burgeoning career as an author of erotic tales.
My (pen)name is Beatrice Evenmorne, B.E. for short. What I really like is breast expansion, and I'm sure all of my tales will have at least some of that sprinkled throughout. I'm also very interested in Futanaris and am currently working on my first futa story! (Excerpts to come!)
I do already have one short story I've self-published through Amazon Kindle Direct publishing, here's a short excerpt:
“Enjoying yourself?” She said. I stared at her, panting, and pushed myself up. My knees still shook but I was able to stand without leaning on the counter. My pussy burned as if I was a bitch in heat, my panties were soaked completely through, and my whole body felt warm. My breasts tingled and my nipples strained against the fabric of my dress. The sensation of the cloth rubbing across my breasts threatened to build me up to another orgasm. I tugged my dress back down into place, but it didn’t seem to fit right anymore. A nipple popped out of the top and I gave up.
It's called A GROWING Desire and you can find it on Amazon!
Thanks for reading, I'll check back in again soon!
B.E.