Tuesday, February 21, 2017

Lightning Rod

Dana was ticked off again. Fred could tell from the way his cock felt like it was going to shoot right off his body from how hard it was. His penis was so stiff and swollen he could have probably hammered nails with it, every ounce of his blood trying to cram itself into that limited space. As it was, the entire organ was a deep plumb purple, the veins bulging out like little cables. At the same time, he felt a squeezing sensation, like a tube-shaped vice attempting to squeeze his cock in paste. Were it not for the healing power of the Sex Magic, he was pretty sure his cock would be getting mangled with priapism and the crushing force.

The sudden attack hit him right as he was getting his mail, his cock tenting his pajamas lewdly, enough that even his thick robe didn’t help hide it. He dropped his letters and leaned heavily on his mailbox, letting out a loud grunt. He glanced up, noting the occasional glance and perhaps a chuckle from his female neighbors as they were out jogging or leaving for work. All could sense his intense erection, but none were going to bother helping him with it.

Dana was probably on her way to work as well right this moment. Someone had probably cut her off in traffic. Or she realized she was going to be late for work. Or she’d spilled her coffee on herself. Something quick, just a flash of anger, or so Fred prayed. He clutched the mailbox tightly, squeezing his eyes shut, and gritting his teeth as his cock began to quiver with even more tension, painful arousal lancing through his cock. “Come on,” he hissed to the air. “Let up. Please!”

Sunday, February 12, 2017

Rescue (Unfinished)

Notes: Another piece that's been lying in my unfinished folder for a couple years. I'm not sure why it's so difficult to end some of these, other than I guess I just don't have enough material for a full story, but at the same time, it's too long to be trimmed into a JALS. Oh, well.

I've always found combining Demihumans with Sex Magic difficult. Probably because a Demihuman by themselves is already fantastic enough, adding Sex Magic is just sort of overkill. Same with Giantesses, which is why I've yet to do a real New Bestia or Amazonia story, despite both Queendoms being prominent sub-settings in my lore articles.

I guess in this case, the story also felt a little too pity-party in tone, and I've already seen and written enough "poor boy feels bad about being in a Sex Mage World" stories. Still, some folks might like what's here so far.

Friday, February 10, 2017

So You Want To Write A Sex Mage Story

Great! I am very flattered that my work has inspired you to write something similar. I started writing Sex Mage stories because no one else was writing anything quite like it, and part of me kind of hoped others might pick up the trend. While at this point, I do like that I am basically “the” Sex Mage guy, I don’t mind other people also exploring the concept in their own ways.

Ultimately, this being the internet. I can’t stop you from writing and posting whatever the hell you want, in whatever way you want, regardless of my consent. I do appreciate if you ask me first, but it isn’t necessary. Even if you don’t ask, I’d like it if you let me know when you’ve posted your work, so I can take a look at it myself. However, if you do decide to do a Sex Mage story, if you respect me and my work, there are a few things I would appreciate:


Credit Where Due
If you are directly copying the Sex Mage World and Sex Mages template and various directly related concepts, then please credit me for the concept. I would consider this to count even if you opted to combine my Sex Mage concept with a different setting. You’d essentially be doing fan fiction at that point, and naming your “source” would be proper etiquette in this instance. The Sex Mages and Sex Mage World as a concept and setting is something I’ve been working on and building up for years, it is my Intellectual Property and Brand (however amateur), and I’d say I’ve earned the right to be recognized for it as much as any author should be recognized for their specific stories in a given genre.

Likewise, if you are directly borrowing concepts from other Sex Mage style writers, such as PancakesForDinner (aka PFDee)’s Sex Powers Universe, please credit them as well, (or instead, if you’re fully deriving from them, and not from me). For example, the “Loops” and “Willy Wanker/Procedure 501” techniques are specifically part of Pancake’s Sex Powers set, not my Sex Magic set.

Otherwise, if I just inspired you to do your own magical femdom idea, and you’re using your own similar, but original power set, then I don't expect credit, even if the end result is fairly similar in style and tone (such as a world of Goddess Powers or Succubus Powers alla Gloryboy and MVGaius). If you wanted to mention me as an inspiration, that would be appreciated, but I won’t hold it against you if you don’t.


What I Am Okay With
You may use the Sex Mage/Sex Magic power set and a basic version of the Sex Mage World (all women have the Magic, there’s different power levels, using the magic tricks like Boyboarding, etc.). Feel free to make and explore your own Queendoms or how various pre-Queendom countries dealt with the magic. Feel free to even use Sex Magic in combination with some of your own ideas or settings.

I do encourage people to take the basic Sex Mage concept and run with their own spin on it, if only to keep our works distinct. I won’t ask/pressure you to, but unless you really want to replicate my setting as is, I’d say feel free to find your own unique spin on it. Pancake’s Sex Powers concept, for example, uses a different set of rules and limitations compared to my Sex Magic, while Grey Savidge’s Chastity Island world has Sex Magic confined specifically to the island nation of Castem. SexMageJenny posited a world where "Jenny" was the first Sex Mage, and all other mages gained their powers through her and her chosen followers. Even I have a second version of the SMW in the form of Dellissa’s World.


What I Am NOT Okay With
Please do not use any of my specific characters from any setting. Instead, please use your own original ones. If you absolutely must write a character of mine, at least change the name. Chances are, your interpretation of them will turn out differently anyway, so they may as well be your original.

Likewise, please do not use any of my other erotic settings. This includes, but is not limited to: Civero, Temael, Fount-Loche, the Centurions, Jahi’s Invasion, Dellissa’s World, the Fae Lord Realms, Magic Lina, Zama (Seven Stars), etc.

Within the Sex Mage World itself, I would also appreciate if people did not touch on the greater meta-lore that links the Sex Mage World to these other settings, including the appearance of Temaelean, Civeron, and Centurions characters on Earth. I’d also rather people not do stories involving the Cults, the Cult Wars, the Special Task Force, or the Dark Queendoms. (I actually highly doubt anyone is remotely interested in writing about these things, but just in case.)

Wednesday, February 8, 2017

Zones and Barriers

TEASE ZONES
There have been times when areas previously occupied by large groups of women either freshly awakened to Sex Magic, or who use Sex Magic frequently, seem to become soaked in a field of ambient sexual energy. College women’s dorms, sorority houses, female-majority apartments and neighborhoods, seem to naturally begin forming fields of magic that act as an ambient Arousal Aura, similar to what women can naturally give off. When a large amount of this energy is generated with few, if any, males to absorb it, the field can become fixated on the area. Over time, these fields would dissolve in just a few weeks as the women learned to rein their energies in or vacate the area.

However, not too long after this phenomenon was discovered and confirmed, some women tried various experiments, and it was eventually discovered how to create stable, long-lasting versions of this field, which could remain despite the presence of men or the absence of women. The result was the formation of semi-permanent “Tease Zones.”

Monday, February 6, 2017

The Stranger version 2

NOTES: My second attempt at a crossover story between the World of Civero and the Sex Mage World. I was hoping to make another ebook out of this, but, well, as you'll see later, I ended up getting stuck again. Here's what I got so far, though:

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ONE
The dark-haired young man came into the diner at 4 a.m., just an hour before Casey Brightwell’s shift ended. He looked nervous and a little confused, but seemed also relieved as he stepped through the door. He was a bit underdressed for the weather, only a tee-shirt, jeans, and a flannel over shirt, despite the fact that there was at least a heavy jacket’s worth of chill outside.

He glanced around, taking in the diner’s sleek white and red d├ęcor, and the five other people in the diner. Aside from Casey, there was a tall man standing at the grill, two older men sitting at a table, and an older woman sitting at the counter. Casey noted the young man glance over all of them with a bit of a wary look, then sat down at the far end of the counter, away from them all. He let out a long breath, closing his eyes, then opening them again, to look at the assembled group almost studiously.

The other four gave him a glance, the grill man and the older woman giving him a nod, the two men at the counter continuing their own conversation. Casey, dutifully came up to him and offered a warm smile. “Howdy, stranger. You look like you’ve got yourself a little turned around.”

“That obvious, huh?” the young man said.

Casey nodded. “Only diner around for miles, we get some folks who get lost in the middle of the night. Would you like a coffee?”

He looked at Casey, then back at the others, who were ignoring him, then back at Casey. He gave her a once-over, then hesitantly said, “Yeah. Yeah, that would be great. Thanks.” He spoke fluent English, but there was an odd accent to his voice that Casey couldn’t place.

“Are you alright, sir?” said Casey, frowning a bit.

“I think so,” said the man, rubbing his eyes a bit. “I’m sorry, I’m just tired.”

“I’ll bet,” said Casey. “Wee hours of the morning and all.” She went to fetch the coffee and a mug. “I didn’t see you pull up,” she said. “Did you break down out there?”

The man opened his mouth to say something, then closed it, hesitating. “No,” he finally said.