Tuesday, September 27, 2016

Sex Mage World: Digital Domination!

Six tales of Sex Magic, as seen through the lens of the Internet! One long story and five shorts, all in the form of messenger logs, transcripts, and forum posts, show the sexy, and scary, potential of this strange sensual power!

Collects the following stories:
-An Instant Messenger Story
-A Random Thread
-FapReport Tech Support
-Hard Gaming (reworked caption)
-Ex-Grinder Disappearance

While I was at it, I updated the cover, and the content of Naughty Mages & Erotic Espers, swapping out the Kat's Boytoy story for the Vampiress Threesome one. If you've already bought the book, you can just download the new version. If not, consider a purchase!

Likewise, Amy & Nikki has a new cover! The files is still the same, though, so no real need to download a new copy.

Saturday, September 24, 2016

The Centurions Universe Realm


The third major setting for my erotica takes place in what appears to be a fully-realized comic book reality, where superheroes with all sorts of back stories and powersets exist, and any number of crazy events take place. Initially conceived as a “generic” superhero world, similar to Marvel or DC, in reality, I never really fleshed it out at all, content with little snippets of stories that don’t even properly explain the setting.

In hindsight, I wish I’d picked something a lot less elaborate; the Centurions are designed for multiple levels of adventure, but basically start at “save an entire country” to “save the entire galaxy.” Now, if I want to keep doing superhero erotica, I’m kind of stuck with the Centurions, since I don’t want to have to re-establish yet another setting just for some more side-snippets.

Except, of course, I have not touched the Centurions in years anyway, and I realized that since I never really did explain anything about the setting, I realized the perfect way to fill the gaps. Why not just cheat with another set-up I already invented as an alternative setting for the Sex Mage World: what if the Centurions Universe isn’t a whole universe at all, but a Fae Lord Realm?

Friday, September 23, 2016


I have made a general Recommendations page, of other authors who write of Supernatural Femdom themes. Some I have inspired, some have inspire me, and most have spread word of my work in one way or another, so it's only right I return the favor!


With this freshly updated and centralized list up, I'll be deleting my old recommendation posts, since they're largely outdated anyway.

Thursday, September 22, 2016

The Queendoms

There was a brief time when people believed Sex Magic might unite the world into a global society of female rule, that the “compassion of the Fairer Sex” would lead to a peaceful co-existence, once the initial chaos of the magic died down. This proved to be a laughable conceit. In the wake of the Cult Wars, the world is more divided than ever before, hundreds of new countries formed under the iron rule of the Queen Megami.

Each Queendom follows its own laws and ideals, as decided by the Queen, and enforced by her Megami partners, her Archmage loyalists, or by her own hand. Each Queen strives to make her country as self-sufficient as possible, while all agree to a global policy of non-interference with one another. At most, tenuous alliances are made and broken almost on whim, and only the threat of mutually assured destruction keeps the world at peace. Clashing ideologies guarantee that the varying cultures of the Queendoms cannot peacefully co-exist, and so the Queens largely keep their subjects contained and controlled within their borders.

Some believe the Queens are simply power-mad, and perhaps some are. But even the most altruistic and compassionate of the Queens knows that in a Sex Mage World, subjugation is ultimately better than the alternative, at least for now.

Wednesday, September 21, 2016


The club was dim and loud and smoky, just like Gita liked it. She smiled as she stepped in time to the deep bass techno beat that thrummed through the whole structure. All around her, the flow of beautiful and lithe young men and women, dressed to kill, gyrating and swaying to the beat, filled the air with a sensual energy. Although every cock in the club was rock hard and every woman flush with warmth, the atmosphere was not necessarily purely sexual, just folks escaping the pressures of the world through music and movement, losing themselves to the rhythm and flow. Of course, such a club was also a great place to go and meet a fling.

In the Sex Mage World, any woman could snatch up any man with almost a mere thought, but in the Cosway Queendom in the former Indonesia, such barbaric notions were kept in moderation. Women were free to tease at will, of course, but only to a point. They didn’t just grab men willy-nilly, and haul them to bed without consent. However, fifteen years of Sex Magic had eased men into the idea of being open for women’s pleasure and use on whim. Still, if industry and society were to continue, men couldn’t just be snatched up at a moment’s notice, whatever they were in the middle of. To strike a balance between society maintaining its relative fairness and stability, and satiating the sensual sadism that the Magic coaxed, places like the clubs had made good business providing such a “hunting ground” for pleasure on the citizen’s own terms. Here, any man was ripe for picking, so long as they were not already being claimed.

Thursday, September 15, 2016

Ex-Grinder Disappearance - [Erotic Horror]

Case Name: E.G.D. - Ex-Grinder Disappearance

Status: Unsolved

Summary: Ex-Grinder was founded on September 13, 3 G.E. (2013 A.D.). The site was spun off of the FapReport community, and often linked to that site, as well as humiliation videos on MageTube. The theme of the site was for women to talk about, and give advice on, using their magic to get revenge on ex-boyfriends and ex-husbands. Eventually this expanded to men in general who they felt had wronged them. The site also included tips for keeping one’s current man in line.

Attempts were made to have the site shut down for promoting excess cruelty and criminal activity, but the site’s owner and servers were stationed in an early Queendom, outside the jurisdiction of most other countrie. The site was blocked and blacklisted in over a hundred countries, but getting around this block through proxy servers and via the “deep web” was easy enough.

On May 29, 7 G.E. (2017 A.D.), the Ex-Grinder website vanished. None of the posters who frequented the site have come forward to offer an explanation. Moreover, it seems the only posters who have admitted to using the site had already quit doing so well before the shut down, and thus have no idea of the cause.

On October 17, 13 G.E (2023 A.D.), a server was found in the basement of a condemned building in the Rutalca Queendom in Africa. The server held the entire archive of the Ex-Grinder website, and is thought to be the original hosting device.

This is the final thread of the archive.

Tuesday, September 13, 2016


NOTE: This was originally an exclusive for the Demi Loving Care eBook. In light of opening my Patreon, I am making this available for free now as well. If you haven't already, consider purchasing the book or making a pledge if you really like this story.


Tyrga walked slowly through the book store, patiently waiting for his charge to finish her shopping. The young lady he was escorting was off in the comic book section, lost in her reading as she skimmed through various graphic novels to buy. Tyrga wasn’t much into comics himself, and so he stayed where he could keep an eye on her, but skimmed the shelves around him to see if there were any books of interest. He wasn’t much of a reader of normal books, either, frankly.
Still, as he searched, his gaze fell upon a small section containing Demihuman literature. Tyrga’s eyebrow’s raised at that. It was the only set of shelves to feature such books, and some of them were even written in High Zoan, the “common” Demihuman language. It was nice to see such things; Demihuman art was rarely promoted in stores.
Tyrga skimmed the titles on the shelves. Most were autobiographies, telling of Demihumans who had struggled through the harrowing conditions of the Forbidden Continent, before being rescued by humans, only to then live as servants to the humans. Tyrga had read enough of those growing up. While they could be inspiring, after a while, they all ended up following the same formula, and more than a few of them were overall depressing reads. Tyrga did notice a couple fantasy novels, but he wasn’t really interested in those things. He was about to give up and turn back to skimming other works, when one title caught his eye.
Demi-Love: A Guide to Cross-Species Relations. Tyrga’s eyebrows raised again. What was this now? He picked up the book. The title was in gold, curvy script, overlaying a cover which depicted an artfully shaded photograph of a nude couple. The woman was a human leaning back against her partner, with one arm raised to cup his cheek while she leaned back for a kiss, another extended back to grasp his buttocks. The man, however, was a Rouccuan, a catlike Demihuman just like Tyrga himself. The Rouccuan hugged the human from behind, pressing his front against her back. One arm was wrapped over her breasts, while the other slid down her belly, the hand covering her sex. His tail curled around her thighs, as he leaned his head over her shoulder to kiss her.

Monday, September 12, 2016

The First Megami

Devika Sai’s eyes snapped open. A moment ago, she had been deep asleep, but something had awoken her. For a moment, she wondered if her alarm had gone off somehow, but a glance at the clock told her it was 3:00 am, a few hours too early. She wondered if there had been a loud noise just now, if it had ended the moment she’d awakened. Perhaps a peel of thunder? She paused and listened. She didn’t hear any rain. But she could hear… something…

With a soft sigh, she sat up in bed, rubbing her eyes with one hand, then pulling her blanket back. She squinted in the dark, going off the soft glow of a green night light to get her bearings.

She felt like someone was in the room. Had someone come in? Her door was closed. She glanced around. She didn’t see anyone, nor did she hear anyone moving or breathing. But she could hear something… she could feel like there was something…

What the heck was that sound? A sort of low hum, like a tuning fork going off, but it didn’t quite seem like she was really hearing it. More like a ringing in her ear, but so low you couldn’t tell if you were actually hearing or just imagining. She glanced around, focusing on the sound, trying to determine its source.

As soon as she did, she felt a notion to look towards the wall. As soon as she did, an image bloomed in her mind. She could “see” her father lying down in his bed, softly snoring, her mother curled up against him. But the most distinct detail she could sense was that she somehow knew her father had an erection.

His penis was hard and it was making that humming noise she could almost hear. She realized the sound was inside her head. And as she focused on it, the little window in her mind showing her father, zoomed in on his cock, x-raying through the sheets and clothes and presenting his full manhood to her mind’s eye.

Devika jumped, leaping out of bed, landing on her feet, and staring open mouthed at the wall, jerking back in instinctive revulsion at a cock, her father’s cock no less, being mentally shoved in her face. But she realized that her earlier sense that someone was in her room wasn’t wholly accurate, just that she had a feeling someone was nearby. She was sensing her father’s presence, on the other side of the wall; sensing him through his… penis…

Devika swallowed. Sex Magic. She had Sex Magic! But… but that was impossible! She had just turned eighteen only yesterday! Sex Magic wasn’t suppose to develop in a young woman until she was nineteen the earliest! Many didn’t even get the power until they turned twenty! True, she’d heard there was the occasional early bloomer, who might get the power shortly before they turned nineteen, but even the earliest she’d ever heard about was eighteen years and ten months.

Nude For School

As Jet walked up the steps to school, he hung his head, flushed with completely embarrassment. All around him, students and gawked and did double-takes. “Dude! What the fuck?! Oh my God! No way! Forget something? The hell is wrong with you? Oh my god, is he serious?” and other such exclamations sounded around him, punctuated by laughter, grunts of disgust, or the rapid clicking of camera phones.

Jet, eighteen-year-old senior, was walking into school wearing nothing but his backpack and his utter shame. He didn’t even try to protect his dignity by carrying his backpack in front of himself. He wasn’t even wearing shoes, which meant walking carefully on the ground. If nothing else, this gave him an excuse to keep his eyes firmly planted on his feet. But avoiding looking at anyone didn’t stop him from hearing every comment. And the worst part was, as he walked carefully, but quickly inside, his cock was hard, and wagging before him, waving to everyone merrily, like a morning wood that refused to quit.

Sunday, September 11, 2016

Queen Jenny's Touch

I can feel you approaching long before I see you. As a Queen Megami, your aura of sexual power is naturally immense. Without even casting spells, every penis goes hard within a mile of your presence. Even women grow wet around you. The bodies of your citizens automatically acknowledge the authority and power you have over them. With just a tiny notion, you could have every person in your country similarly hard or wet, and you sometimes amuse yourself doing just that at random intervals. Everyone knows when this happens they are to stop what they are doing and pray to you.

My body, however, is especially attuned to you. Within the borders of your country, I am always diamond hard, so hard it hurts. In the seven years since you have taken over the land, I have never had a single orgasm, only clusters of soul-crushing edges. And whenever you approach me physically, the pressure intensifies until I can barely form thoughts. All our exchanges are from you speaking, and me thinking, with you reading my mind.

Men in your Queendom already have it rough, being constantly teased and denied to empower the women of your country. Even the sweetest of mistresses will send their man to “work” as energy generators all day, then tease him all night to refresh themselves. The luckiest men get the occasional break and releases between shifts. The rest, however, suffer endlessly and exquisitely.

I suppose I could be considered lucky, in a way, and unlucky in others. To be chosen as the Queen’s personal toy is quite an honor. The honor, however, comes at the cost of sanity. So cruelly you treat you toys, breaking them to pieces, then threading them back together just so you can break them again. Any other Sex Mage would have failed to fix me after so much trauma, but your miraculous Megami powers have not yet found that limit. No matter what you do, no matter how thoroughly I am crushed, you always manage to piece me back together, so you can tear me apart again.

You enter the room where you’ve kept me ever since I was picked. I have no idea what you see in me, but I seem to bring you endless amusement. You step into the room and smile at me. From my corner where I cower, I gasp, my body surging. My cock cannot possibly get any harder physically, and yet all the blood tries to rush straight in my organ. Lightning sensations shoot through every nerve in my body, and my whole body jerks, hip-first, towards you, instantly trying to cum, instantly crushed against the edge of your indomitable will. I open my mouth to scream, but I have no breath.

Your smile widens as you slip off your dress, exposing your perfect nakedness to me. That’s all it takes for the pressure to red-line, and I already start to go comatose. Your power doesn’t let me, however, your will forcing me awake to enjoy every agonizing moment of your sexual omnipotence. You take a step toward me, then another, slowly prowling forward like a jungle cat towards a mouse, playfully enjoying the overwhelming, growing terror your sheer presence brings. Every step spikes the pressure and sensations up another notch. By the time you are near enough to touch me, I am literally dying from the sheer sensation overload, with only your power keeping me alive.

Then you reach out to touch me, and my world goes white, and I know nothing more than pure, endless, sexual agony. The space of years passes with every second, Even your power cannot keep me from reaching a headspace where the sensations and pressure are too immense for my feeble mortal brain to comprehend. I have no idea how long you use my body for you pleasure, enraptured by the energy of my suffering, and the sheer joy of your sadistic urges. It feels like eternity within you.

Eventually, something gives, and I feel the pressure and sensations abate. I come slowly aware, shivering and weeping on the floor. The first thing I can comprehend when my senses can focus again is that I’m laying on the floor of my room again. I can’t tell if mere minutes have passed, or days, or months, or years. You’ve kept me in this windowless dungeon with no way to tell the passage of time, and your magic warping my perception of such anyway. You could have kept me here for only a month, or it could already have been decades. All I know to gauge anything is the number of times you’ve visited me, and I’ve already lost track. All I can do is try to recover, and brace myself for you next visit, for the next blessed touch of my Queen.

Friday, September 9, 2016

Sex Mages and Caption Stories

The new Captioned Image blog is finally finished and up-to-date! New Captioned Images will be posted there from now on. It was a bit of a rough transition, but hopefully this will work out to be a better format in the long run! Thanks for your patience and for putting up with my sporadic neurosis! : P


Monday, August 29, 2016

Midnight Bliss

It was well past midnight when Paul was suddenly jolted from his sleep by an intense erection. He tossed and turned for a moment, then made a sharp grunt as his eyes snapped open. His hips jerked as he felt his cock, already semi-hard, snap to full attention, then grow even stiffer.

“AH!” he gasped as his cock grew so tense, it hurt! Then it kept getting tenser! “Aaah, fuck! What the...?”

Next to him, his wife Janey stirred, roused by both his movements and voice, as well as the intensity of his erection, which hummed in her mind like a high pitched tuning fork. “Mmmm whuh?” she yawned, “Wa’zrong, hun?”

“What do you think?!” he hissed. He motioned down to himself, yanking the covers away to reveal his tortured rod. Rather than feel freeing, the tension just seemed to increase even more! “Aaaah, fuck! my cock! God, it's hard!” 

Monday, July 11, 2016

Jahi's World, Monster Profiles 5

Description: A Taurian’s default appearance is of a human woman with bestial features. A Taurian is a limited shape-shifter; they will always appear as some sort of human/animal hybrid, wherein the head, torso, and sometimes arms, of the woman appears human in shape, while rest of the body appears as an animal. These forms represent classic mythical creatures such as the Naga, the Centaur, the Minotaur, the Sphinx, the Mermaid, the Harpy, etc.

Powers and Abilities: The Taurian possesses the power to instantly transform between various types of classical human/animal hybrid creatures. Thus the powers of a Taurian vary wildly, depending on their form. To date, all known Taurians possess at least five different forms, though sometimes a Taurian may be able to change into more.

Regardless of form, Taurians possess varying levels of superhuman strength and durability. More over, the act of shifting between forms instantly heals injuries and ailments, meaning that an attacker’s only hope of killing one is to take them down in the first blow, either killing them outright or rendering them unconscious or paralyzed so they can quickly finish the job.

Saturday, July 9, 2016


I can just imagine what sort of silly clickbait articles would be popping up in the early years of Sex Magic. Something like this came to mind...

7 Ways You’re Thinking About Sex Magic Wrong!

#1 – His semen is the key to his sanity… breaking it, that is!
Guys need to cum. No, you don’t understand, they need to cum. It’s the way they were designed. It’s why they think about sex all the time. Their bodies keep producing that thick, white goo and they have to get rid of, like a cow needs to get rid of its milk. If a guy doesn’t release his semen, he will go crazy. Fortunately, the crazier he gets, the more subservient he gets when he realizes that you are the only one who can release his seed for him!

Ladies, you absolutely must learn the Orgasm Block spell. If you only ever learn one spell in your life, it should be this one. It’s one of the easiest to learn and simplest to use. Just practice on a guy a few times, and you’ll be placing them like a pro! And when a man in your life is completely powerless to release the crazy juice boiling in his balls, he will treat you like an absolute Goddess if you so much as hint that you might, maybe, some day think about helping him ejaculate.

You should let him, once in a while, for very good behavior. But never too much. You can always find little excuses here and there to extend his release times, if you feel he’s getting spoiled.

#2 – His penis can only get so hard, but there’s no limit to his tension!
On an erection intensity scale of 1 to 10, his penis tops out at 3, maybe 4 is he’s really huge. Unless you use the magic to warp his body, the penis literally cannot get any stiffer, cannot get any fuller with blood. If it did, it would probably burst like an overfilled tire! Thankfully, Sex Magic will never let that happen.

Even more thankfully? Magic doesn’t care if his cock can’t get any harder. It’ll make him feel harder, feel all the more tense, until his whole body is shivering and his penis is literally vibrating to shake off some of the tension. Even if his cock can only reach a 3 in tension, his libido can go all the way to 10, and beyond! Dial up to 11? Fuck, that’s just foreplay. Dial that fucker up to 100!

Remember that the more tense he is, the more amazing the desperate lust energy he gives off feels. Keep going until his brain fries and there’s so much energy flying off him that you can’t even stand near him without cumming your brains out! Don’t worry about overdoing it, the Magic will recover him, so don’t hold back!

#3 – It’s not cheating as long as he doesn’t cum!
Most guys fantasize about being lord of their personal harem, with several girls clamoring for his cock. In reality, a lot of guys are loyal, and really only want that one special woman. And in a world of Sex Mages, it’s very easy for all the good guys to get snatched up by the competition! What’s a horny girl to do when her best friend already has that really cute boy she likes on a leash?

Fuck with him anyway! In a world of Sex Magic, all the old rules are off! Women share and swap and pull pranks all the time. Sex is so open, it’s pretty much impossible not to screw around with multiple people. But there should still be some standards. And these days, a man shows his loyalty to a woman by making sure she’s the only one he cums for. As long as you remember this, then there’s no problem! Play with the poor bastard all you like! Just don’t let him pop, and your girlfriends will understand. Just don’t be surprised when they return the favor on your own boy toy! ; )

#4 – His penis is your friend, and his enemy!
It may be attached to him, but trust us, his penis is on your side. It wants you to play with it, all the time, forever. It wants to please you any way you wish. It will always side with you and betray him. Take advantage of this, and remind him of it, every time he tries to act tough. The penis practically has a mind of its own, and this is one of the most frustrating and potentially humiliating things about being a guy. Any time you’re seducing a man or arguing with him, the fight will always be two against one, you and his penis versus his rational mind. Even without your Magic, the deck is already stacked in your favor. The Magic just makes it that much more overwhelming for him!

Any time you’re arguing or debating or even just can’t agree on something trivial, use your Magic to coax his penis for a little backup! It will always be eager to lend an assist!

#5 – You can never, ever get caught if you don’t want to!
Sex Magic is naturally a completely anonymous power! Unless you make a point to tell him, a guy has no real way of knowing what woman is playing with him. Better yet, with the exception of extremely rare Special Abilities, other women can’t sense where each other’s spells are coming from. This means you can do anything you want to a guy completely without repercussions, so long as you don’t reveal it’s you.

Want to tease your neighbor into insanity, but you’re afraid of what his wife will do if she finds out? Do it without fear! Play with that cock until he’s crying for mercy, all from the comfort of your own home, or office, or wherever! Hell, make him cum if you want. Let his wife fume over it. As long as you don’t admit it, even if they happen to suspect you, they’ve got no proof. Go hog wild!

Heck, some wives and girlfriends and mistresses even have fun with their boys by playing with them all day long, yet feigning innocence, scolding him for suspecting her. It drives men almost as crazy as the spells themselves!

#6 – Punish him for everything!
Never, ever, ever give him a break. Keep his head spinning. Punish him if he breaks a rule, even if you’re the one who makes him break it! Punish him for rules you just made up on the spot. Heck, punish him for being so good you don’t have anything to punish him for!

Make your rules up to interpretation. Never tell him things plainly. His head is already foggy with lust, keep him confused so he’s bound to screw something up (as long as it’s something that isn’t too much of a bother for you, of course).

Or, hell, just punish him because you feel like being mean, don’t even tell him why, then laugh as he struggles to figure it out. The only time you should ever show mercy is when you’re building anticipation for the next punishment!

#7 – He can never win. Ever. No, seriously, not ever!
You are a Goddess. Literally. You control supernatural powers. He is just a man. Men are ruled by their cocks. And your power gives you absolute control over those cocks. The only chance he will ever have is your own sense of fair play and mercy. Don’t have one? Well, that’s just tough… for him! For you? All the fun in the world!

Monday, July 4, 2016

Jahi's World, Monster Profiles 4

Description: Emerald Elves appear as human women with pointed, slightly longer ears, like a classical fantasy elf. Their skin is a deep shade green, their eyes are red, hazel, or gold, and their hair is white, gold, or pink. Their canine teeth are sharpened like fangs, and they have retractable stingers under their finger and toenails.

Powers and Abilities: Emerald elves possess superhuman levels of agility, balance, dexterity, and stamina greater than any human athlete. They are thrice as strong and durable as a human woman of similar build.  They have exceptional sight and hearing.

They are also highly venomous. They naturally sweat a neurotoxin that both pains and paralyzes anyone who touches it in under a minute. Excessive exposure to this toxin can paralyze major organs, causing cardiac arrest or suffocation. They also possess a necrotoxin they can inject through their fangs or stringers which begins to corrode away organic tissue at the injection point, rotting it beyond recovery within minutes.