Bench Tales Intro

Author's Note: I recently had an idea to do another "mosaic" style anthology ebook, focusing on various shenanigans revolving around the concept of the Bench, the wicked public punishment facility for wayward men. Despite feeling like I've already done as much with the Bench concept as I was likely going to, I outlined a whole fifteen chapter sequence, and started working on the sections here and there. I got partway through and fell off, and to be honest, I find I don't really want to work on it. I could always come back to it another time, but I'm really not feeling it with this one right now.

Nonetheless, you know I hate wasted effort, and I thought I'd go ahead and post the first couple of chapters. The first chapter is a prose version of the comic of the same name, the second picks up right after it.

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Triad Patrol (Pilot Chapter)

Alice was just about to finish her shift of the night patrol, when her mystic senses picked up the piercing signal of a man’s erection going into overdrive! The psychic ringing that only Sex Mages could “hear” pinged off her senses like a little air siren in her mind’s ear. From the sheer intensity of the signal, the boy was so painfully hard, it was as though every drop of blood in his body was trying to cram itself into his cock! His penis was calling out to every magically awakened woman in sensing range, in a desperate plea to please, please, PLEASE, touch it, and make it cum! As if the boy attached to that keening cock was going to die if he wasn’t touched!
 
Sex Magic, of course, was not going to let him die, nor was it really going to let him get physically hurt, no matter how much blood tried to enter his organ. But at the same time, the Magic was also forcing him to experience a torturously high surge of sheer lust, beyond the tolerance of any mortal man! Given the intensity, and the direction the signal was coming from, she knew at once the source of this extreme penile distress. Another boy was trying to run away from town!
 
Alice clucked her tongue in amusement. One would think the males would have learned better by now. She paged the dispatch, made a u-turn in her patrol car, and headed down one of the main roads that lead out of Birchton. She followed the winding path for a couple of miles, until she was as close to the signal as she could get before ditching the car became necessary. Had he really tried to escape through the woods? How foolish!

Tease of Angels (Incomplete)

This was a story I began seven or eight years ago, got stuck, worked on it bit by bit over the next few years, then ultimately put it away with the thought I'd come back to it again another time. Instead, I kind of forgot about it. Looking back over my old documents, I found it again. I have no interesting in continuing this anymore, but I liked what I got so far enough, so I may as well share it.

This story is much like Sacred Stars in that it was an anime-inspired genre fiction concept, in this case, the idea of a shonen-style secret magical battle tournament, that I tried to infuse with supernatural femdom elements. The most immediate and obvious parallel is Fate/Stay Night, although I've never actually read a Fate story.

The main problem with this story is, like a lot my old ideas for erotic adventure tales, I started off with an erotic concept (in this case a woman uses magic to sexually conquer her opponents during a magic anime fighting tournament) but the genre fiction elements pretty quickly overtook the story, in a way I wasn't as ready to tackle as I had originally thought. I ended up writing myself into something of a corner when it came to keeping the battles creative and interesting while still trying to maintain any kind of eroticism past the early parts; in true shonen fashion, the opponents continued to get wilder and more powerful, and almost right away, sex stops being a viable tactic directly in battle.

Looking back over it now, I still like what I wrote, but I think I can safely say I have no interest in coming back to finish it. Hopefully what's here will still interest you; if nothing else, the sex scene is classic Salamando-style Supernatural Femdom!

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.

SMW - Awkard Living Arrangements

Henrietta was just finishing her late night snack when she sensed the growing arousal of a young man in the room above her. Glancing upwards, she frowned as her mystical sexual senses zoomed in on the thoughts and energy spilling out from her nephew as the young man began to masturbate in the so-called “privacy” of his room. Henrietta shook her head a little as she stepped into the living room to go back to her reading.

Sally, her daughter, was sprawled out on the couch. She glanced up from her magazine and pulled out her earbuds, cocking her head to the side, she seemed to “listen” to an unheard sound. Sally had only just gained her Sex Magic powers two weeks ago, and everything was still new to her, the sensing of erections still unusual. To Henrietta, the sensation was just ambient noise anymore, though a hard penis in close proximity, such as the one just a few feet above her on the next floor, tended to be hard to ignore.

“Is Fred masturbating?” said Sally, squinting at the ceiling.

Henrietta sighed. “Yes, dear,” she said.

Sally blanched. “Eww, gross!” The young woman could now see her cousin straight through the ceiling, her psychic senses enabling her to psychically visualize any naked and aroused man if she focused on the signal of his erection. “Does he not know we can sense him?”

SMW - Medical Miracles

“I want you to understand, Mr. Stone. This procedure will require us to continually imbue you with pleasure, using our magic.”

Chuck smiled a little nervously. “Well, I can’t say I’d complain about a week long blowjob,” he said. “Even if you did hold back my cum.”

Dr. Kaufman frowned a bit, but looked to Sharon. “I’m going to have to ask some personal questions, Mrs. Stone.”

Sharon nodded. “It’s alright,” she said. “It’s not like it’s easy to hide such things.” She nodded to Chuck, and the doctor nodded sagely. Sex Magic allowed women to easily see the sexual fantasies and memories of any man. The doctor could have easily pulled the information from Chuck’s head without even asking. But she was a professional.

“Mr. Stone, may I see into your mind?” she said.

Chuck shifted nervously. “I’d… rather you didn’t…”

“I would only be looking at your sexual memories,” she said. “Nothing else.”

“I’d still rather you didn’t,” he said.

Contest of Climaxes (unfinished)

Rooting around in my "Unfinished Folder", I found a story I'd started a couple years back, but ended up writer's blocking on like a truck into a brick wall. Haven't really come up with a good way to continue, but I like what I wrote so far, so I figured I'd give it a post. Enjoy!

(This is a World of Civero story, not an SMW one.)


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ONE
When Jude opened his eyes, he expected to find himself staring at the dull grey ceiling of his apartment, the ceiling fan making its slow rotation and casting continuously warping shadows on the walls. He expected his girlfriend to be snuggled up next to him, and to be dressed in his pajamas.

He did not expect to find himself in a strange, all-white room, sitting in a chair, facing three other men, and all four of them to be naked. “What the hell?” he muttered. The other three men glanced over to him. The man across from him had long red hair and piercing blue eyes, This man was the first to speak, giving him a polite nod. “Howdy stranger,” he said. “Before you start panicking, take a deep breath. We don’t know what’s going on either.”

Slashing the Veil: The Year 100 Story (Unfinished)

100 years have passed since Sex Magic came to Earth, empowering all adult women on the planet, and rendering men their helpless playthings. No one has ever managed to discover its origin. No one has ever found a way to empower men. Until now...

NOTES FROM THE FUTURE: I am reposting this story in July of 2021, but backdating it to it's approximate original posting date for the sake of the backlog record.

This was one of the earliest stories to take the then-new Sex Mage World setting I was developing and solidly mix it with genre fiction elements I was more used to writing. My original idea for the Sex Mage World was to do a single anthology book of ten stories, charting changes to the world over the course of one hundred years, each story set in a different decade, featuring a different situation and cast per story scenario. The final chapter would have been this story, the Year 100 story, where in a group of men are able to contact eldritch horrors to empower themselves in what was to become an apocalyptic battle between mad monster-infused cultists and Sex Mage super soldiers, each trying to determine the fate of the world.

This idea was so early in development, that it predates even the Apocalypse Timeline, although the ideas put forth here would sow the seeds for it. This was before Cascade Events, Pandoras, the Cult of Temael, Centurion crossovers, Megamis, Archmages, and even Queendoms had been conceived of. I believe this is also the first mention of a Lust Energy Dynamo. In fact, the original idea even pre-dates the Cult Wars, so their mention in this story is something I must have added in later. "Slashing the Veil", as presented here, is technically the second or third draft of the original story.

If I recall correctly, the origins of Sex Magic in this timeline would be revealed to be a sheer cosmic accident. It turns out magic is actually possible in this reality through ritual communion with extra dimensional spirits from abstract higher realities. The problem is that successfully contacting said spirits only works under cosmological conditions so astronomically precise, that the number of successful times anyone in all of human history has managed to cast a spell could be counted on two hands. In this case, in 2010, a group of college girls, while drunk, attempted to cast a Love Spell as joke exercise, and ended up catching the attention of one of these alien spirits, this one aligned to the concepts of lust and love. Invisible to the girls' mortal senses, the spirit appeared in their room without the girls knowing it. Not understanding what the girls actually wanted, the spirit would grant them Sex Magic, and then leave. Because of how the Magic worked, however, it ended up being contagious. And that's how, through a complete cosmic accident, Sex Magic spread across Earth, with no one ever finding out the reason why.

It takes 100 Years for the next successful spell to be cast. This time, a group of insane cultists just happened to catch the attention of, and achieve successful communion with, a group of Death Spirits, which fuse themselves into the men partaking in the ritual. These Death Spirit Men work as genocidal terrorists, hoping to use an immense bloodletting ritual to summon an even more powerful spirit that would strip Sex Magic away from the world. The spirit would, of course, probably kill or consume most, if not all, life on Earth to do it, but the Death Spirit Men were too far gone to care. That, or they mistakenly believe they can control the summoning enough to get rid of the Magic, and then banish the stronger spirit back to it's realm before it can kill everyone, but the odds of succeeding at that is so low, there is no way they could pull it off.

The only people able to stop the Death Spirit Men are a squad of specially trained Sex Mage Super Soldiers, who would eventually be the basis for the Special Task Force in Apocalypse Timeline.

Enter Daniel, who becomes host to a Justice Spirit, a minor entity that slipped through into the world when the Death Spirit Men performed their ritual, a cosmic coincidence of unfathomable odds. This turns out to be a great boon, however, as the Justice Spirit turns Daniel in a superhuman whenever he engages in an act of Justice. However, it turns out Justice is subjective, and Daniel must decide what is truly more Just... stopping the Death Spirit Men, or helping them rid the world of a Magic that has, in his view, ruined civilization. Daniel, of course, does the right thing in choosing to side with the Super Soldiers, because for all the Sex Magic has done, potential extinction of the human race is a cure far worse than the disease.

In the end, Daniel and the Soldiers would succeed, stopping the summoning ritual just in time, killing off the last of the Death Spirit Men. However, in doing so, the Justice Spirit is sacrificed in the effort, and Daniel is rendered a normal man once again, in a world where men are treated as sub-human utilities. While the Soldiers promise to protect him and provide an abuse-free living situation for his service to the world, Daniel cannot get over the existential dread of his fate. The leader of the Soldiers offers him a final option, giving him her gun, and leaving him to decide whether or not to shoot himself. It is implied that he does so, but I was open to the idea that he instead opts to embrace his future, and planned to maybe leave the ending ambiguous.

"Slashing the Veil" was never completed, in large part because I found it way too depressing. This was about the time it was hitting me just how fucked up the Sex Mage World could actually be when you took it seriously as a setting, and it actually bothered me not insignificantly at the time, especially when the only conclusion I could come to was that the main character would likely kill himself at the end.

As well, I was already making a big shift in the canon, officially folding the Sex Mage World into the Erotic Adventures timeline, with SMW Earth existing in the same galaxy as Civero. As such, it seemed like a no-brainer to change the Death Spirit Men into Temael's Cultists, but this also prompted me to canonize the Centurions crossover story, and start really working on expanding the lore; Slashing the Veil got put to the side, but would ultimately still be the basis for the Apocalypse Timelines major world-shaking events, namely the Cult Wars that forced a fundamental restructuring of society in 2020, and the inevitable Apocalypse that comes in 2030.

Moreover, there was simply the logistics of, I realized that society would have been much more significantly changed by Year 100, not just from the magic, but due to emerging technologies and unpredictable shifts in the global economy and geo-political landscape. With a new origin for the Magic being the result of the machinations of Temael's agents, it also just mad sense to accelerate the timeline for when the battles for the world would occur, and the major changes to society that would result.

Moreover still, aside form the story being depressing in the end, I also found it difficult to juggle eroticism into the work at all. This first part shown below is just about all the actual sexual content, particularly of the type my readers had come to expect even by then, and after that, it's pretty much all action scenes and pity party dialogue. Overall, a pretty miserable time.

And then, of course, came the reboot I did in 2016, which eradicated all the non-Sex Magic elements from the Sex Mage World, in an attempt to assert a purer vision of the concept... at least until I backpeddled and ended up re-introducing genre elements through the Sex Mage Multiverse.

So, that's one thing I guess you can take away from all this. Somewhere, out there, in the myriad timeline of the Multiverse, the events of Year 100, Slashing the Veil, and any of its other renditions, have probably happened. I still have no interest in returning to this story, especially after so long, but at the time, I ended up posting what I had, because I at least thought this opening bit is worth reading. I had removed it during the reboot, but a recent message from a reader wanting to read it again has prompted me to go ahead and put it back up. While now horribly outdated, I suppose it is still interesting to track the development of the Sex Mage World concept as I worked on it over the years.

Wicked Sisters

ONE
“Kelly! Kelly come on, check this out! Come on, Kelly!”

Kelly Dayne sighed as her twin sister Katie nearly bounced in place at the foot of her bed. For a nineteen year old, she had the energy and enthusiasm of a nine year old sometimes. Kelly yawned and mumbled, “What time is it?”

“It’s half past noon, you slacker! Now come on! I gotta show you something!”

Kelly mumbled and got out of bed, not bothering to change out of her oversized shirt. She followed her sister to the adjacent bedroom, and said, “Alright, what’s the big deal?”

Katie giggled and held up a digital camcorder. “I’ve been practicing my Sex Magic! And I’ve gotten pretty good at it, too!” Kelly winced. She and Katie had only just gained Sex Magic all of a month ago, and while Katie seemed to be a real natural, Kelly still had trouble with the basics. “Listen! Can you sense it?”