Monday, August 3, 2020

Becky Gets Bored

Becky let out a bored sigh as she flopped down on the couch. Next to her, Josh was looking up something on his phone, patiently awaiting the ring of the door bell. The young couple was waiting for their friends to arrive so they could go on a double-date, get some dinner and see a movie.

It wasn’t like it was a big deal, but Becky always get a little antsy waiting for people. And if her psychic senses were to be trusted, Jenny and Frank were going to be a little late getting here. She needed something fun to distract her for a few minutes.

She glanced to Josh, who had not reacted at all to her subtle little sigh, wrapped up as he was in his phone. He was all dressed up to go, so there wasn’t much point in getting frisky. Which of course, never stopped her before!

Wednesday, June 10, 2020

Sex Mage Multiverse: Levels of Impact


Sex Magic is a powerful force that can radically alter the course of human civilization in most realities in which it appears. This article looks at the various Impact Levels the Magic has on different timelines, from the source of the power, to the final outcomes of its influence.


Sunday, March 29, 2020

Break Year

So, I'm just going to call it, I'm taking the rest of this year off. There's a chance I'll change my mind in a few months, but as it stands, I'm in a hard case of burn out when it comes to writing erotica. I think the last couple years were maybe a little too productive (by my standard), and now the muse needs a break!

More seriously, though, I had a really bad start to the year mentally, which set me back a lot harder than I anticipated. January is usually my bounce-back month after the holiday work load, but instead, I ended up in a deep funk for various reasons. I'm doing alright now, but the fact of the matter is, I'm not feeling the spark for erotic content returning to me. I think this is a little beyond my usual need to "recharge my batteries". I think I need a solid break from even engaging in this material creatively for a while.

Beyond that, as far as writing in general goes, I really want to focus on building my non-erotic work again. I have been struggling with it for years; it has always been substantially harder for me to write "normal" genre fiction, despite that being where most of my writing passion lies. In 2018, I managed to write a web novel, but I have done nothing but flounder since then, and I want to get back on the ball.

One of the reasons I've been as prolific as I have been with my erotic writing, despite it supposedly only being a small part of my creativity, is that sometimes I have just used erotica as a crutch to soothe the manic need to write. Sometimes, after tearing my hair out over my genre writing, I turn to erotica in order to write literally anything just to get the demon out of me. And that, I think, doesn't do either sides of my writing any favors. I end up with unfinished genre stories that get binned, because I bled out the creative fire elsewhere before I could finish them or at least fix what was wrong. Likewise, I end up with unpolished throwaway filler erotica that I could have done more with if I'd actually gone into it with a full passion for that story, instead of using it as a bleed-off for the frustration of a failed project.

So, as something of a self-discipline measure, I would like to give myself a significant chunk of time where that crutch isn't there. If I write anything this year, I want it to be focused on honing my genre work. Maybe nothing will come of it this time, either, but at least I won't just be diverting that frustration into sub-par smut.

Rest assured, this does not mean I've quit forever. In fact, I'm sure I'll probably sit down and pop out a couple erotic shorts on whim this year regardless, but if I do, I think I'll hold off on posting them. If I do a batch of Captioned Images, I may post those, but there's no plans for it. Likewise, I'm not going to worry about any other media projects right now, so no comics or audios this year either. I will return to writing erotica, I always do, but for now, don't expect any more content until 2021.

That all said, I'm going to leave my Patreon active, but of course won't be charging. Drop your pledges for now and come back later when production resumes, if you like. I will still be on the Discord, where people can share their own supernatural femdom erotica, be it Sex Mage World stories of their own or other similar content. Otherwise, I'll see you all again next year.

Wednesday, February 19, 2020

Phallimagery

Yet another variant of Sex Magic, but one that is substantially more limited in scope. All the wilder, more broadly useful elements of the Magic have been removed, leaving only the most important core aspects: direct psychic control of the genitals and influence over the sexual psyche. As such, this isn’t an especially “new” concept in terms of the powers at play, but it does allow for a very different dynamic compared to the main SMW setting.
 
This was also initially conceived of as a spin-off from the Omnymphotents, but I think it can work in a multitude of settings; by and large, Phallimagery is intended to be a rare power, mostly unknown by the general population, and thus can easily be “hidden” among a variety of different settings.

Friday, February 14, 2020

Swim Time


It took a considerable amount of self control on Penny’s part to not break out into a grin as she saw the two boys come around the corner and stop dead upon seeing her. They blinked, eyes widening, and jaws dropping a bit as they saw her lean, fit figure stretched out along the pool chair, barely clothed in a white string bikini, her long legs on full display, and her perky breasts barely contained.

Penny, her eyes hidden by large mirrored sunglasses, scoped the two boys out without turning her head. She chose that moment to re-cross her legs at the ankle. She saw Derrick’s eyes zero in on her red-painted toe-nails, and Hank swallow hard as his eyes trailed along the curve of her thighs.

She barely managed to restrain her laugh to only a sly grin as she saw the tents forming in their pants. The idiots were wearing only their swim trunks and weren’t even carrying anything with which to cover themselves.