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Just One Bite - Chapter 1 (Vampire Smut)

Hello everyone. Here's something new about a young woman who, after encountering a vampiress, goes about trying to get herself enthralled.

Also I've posted this in pdf format this time. Let me know in the comments if you prefer it this way or the raw text post way.

Chapter 1

Moxie's was, as per usual, absolutely packed. The only thing louder than the din of its patrons was the harsh, blaring punk-rock which constantly permeated the bar....

Reminder: Streaming today on twitch at 8pm PST

Hey folks! Remember, you can catch me live on twitch today at 8pm PST. We've got a special show lined up tonight! I'll be joined by my usual guest Elamimax of course, but we'll also be having a few mystery guests on to play Jackbox games with! Don't miss it!

https://www.twitch.tv/sapphicsounds

A Bunch of Lesbians Fight the Demon Queen, and Also God Maybe? Chapter 3

Keeping pace with Ren was a nightmare. Whenever he had purpose in his step, he may as well have been running with a stride that long. Priscilla seemed to have no trouble keeping up, which was odd, given the stick permanently shoved up her ass. Not that Lyra could particularly blame Pris for having a stick up her ass; witchblades, experts in dark and occult magics who turned the techniques of the Church’s enemies against them, were tolerated by the public with an eye of suspicion at...

Google Doc for Lesbians Kill the Demon Queen

Hey folks, here's the google doc to Lesbians Kill the Demon Queen if any eligible patrons are  interested in extra extra early access.

https://docs.google.com/document/d/1sTTQdYOUGQ8T4nD6y1YZdDTV8QPjnOPF-t_ojplYw3w/edit#heading=h.1fggc2fwwpe5

Stream this Sunday!

Hey folks, guess what, we're already nearly through April. Wild, right? Anyway that means its time for another stream. I'll be doing the usual 8pm PST on Sunday time. And once again Ela will be joining me as a guest. Though perhaps this time we may get a few more.... who knows? I certainly don't. 

For Loop: Consensual Mind Control Smut

Hello my lovely readers! Here's something new and sexy a woman's (consensual) descent into an obedient robot maid. Initially this story feels non-consensual, but read it through til the end, all will be revealed in time.

CW: Mind control, memory play, consensual non-consent. 

Chapter 1

A bootup sequence is surprisingly not all that dissimilar from waking up in a living, flesh body. At least, I think it is, overtime the details get a little fu...

A Bunch of Lesbians Fight the Demon Queen, and also Kill God, Maybe? - Chapter 2

Few words can accurately describe just how disorienting it is to awaken somewhere, head pounding and consciousness begging to be undone, without a hint of memories from the night before to provide explanation or context. In some ways, it may be akin to being born, only with a—theoretically—fully developed brain. The developed brain part ostensibly only makes things worse, however, as, in such a situation, the subject in question has the presence of mind to truly grasp the full extent of h...

A Bunch of Lesbians Fight the Demon Queen, and also Kill God, Maybe? - Chapter 1

Hello my wonderful patrons! So this is an idea for a long form story I've had bouncing around in my head for a while now. It still needs a proper title, but this rather silly light novel esque title is what I'll call it for now. I didn't include it on that voting sheet cause I wasn't really sure how to pitch it. I'm still not, but here's a basic idea:

Two parties of adventurers from different kingdoms set off on a quest to defeat the big bad (because we're dealing with Scribb...

Smut Story: Wine and Slime

Hello my wonderful patrons! Here's a fun smutty TF story:

When an monster hunter is sent to kill a vampiress in a cave system, he finds a sweet fruitbat girl with a penchant for booze instead. When the fruitbat girl realizes the hunter is an egg, she tries to turn her into a girl, only to accidentally turn her into a wine-slime made out of her stash of fermented fruit. With her booze ruined, she's going to have to find some other way to get drunk.   CW: mild body horror when P...

April Monthly Exclusive Post Poll

Hey folks! So for this month's monthly exclusive I had an idea which was a bit different. I was thinking it might be neat if I did like an extended author deep-dive commentary on one of my stories. It would probably take the form of a fairly long, (mostly) unedited recording, almost like a podcast. And I'd probably just kind of go chapter by chapter through one of my works, talking about my process, my inspiration, intent, give a little backstory on some of the details. 

So I thoug...

Very incredibly sexy audio reading (not a prank)

(Late) March Patron Exclusive: Once More to See You bonus chapter

Hello my wonderful patrons! So uh, I kinda missed the March deadline. Sorry about that. ADHD is kind of a bitch, as it turns out. Regardless, here it is on April 1st, which I promise is not a prank.

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Madelyn was one to grow anxious over little things. At least, she had been one to grow anxious over little things. That was the idea, anyway. But getting to finally be with Syibl...

Demon Groundhog Day (title pending) - Chapter 2

Magrails were emblematic of everything shiny and new on upper T’eas Velvet. And like all symbolic gestures of prosperity, as it descended both literally and metaphorically to the less wealthy districts, it became not an actual benefit, but a fruit hanging ripe on the upper branches of a tree, always just out of reach for any save those fortunate enough to have access to a ladder. Or, in the less metaphorical sense, to have a job that required a commute to the upper districts, but still didn...

Streaming tonight 8pm PST!

Hello my wonderful patrons! I'll be doing my monthly stream tonight with our usual guest Elamaxmima. Drop by and say hi over at https://www.twitch.tv/sapphicsounds

Monthly stream this Sunday!

Hello my wonderful patrons, march is coming to an end and you know what that means. Time for me to cram all of my obligatory monthly rewards in at the very end. This Sunday, evening PST I'll be streaming, likely with my usual guest Elamaxima. This time for an activity I thought we could do one of those tier list things that all the cool streamers are doing. To keep it on theme, comment your favorite (and least favorite) literary tropes for me to rank in a tier list. For example: enemies to lo...

Story Interest Survey

Hello my wonderful patrons! I've created a poll for all of you, plus the personal friends who I use to help with proofreading and narrative feedback, that gagues your interest in some of my story ideas. Right now I have a pretty solid idea of what I want to write next, so this likely won't impact what I write next, but I would like to see what concepts people are generally most interested in. 

So the way this is gonna work is there is a google doc that contains info about each idea...

Can't Make an Omelette - Chapter 15 (Finale)

Without the looming reveal of any sort of ultimate prank, April first kind of just arrived unannounced and unanticipated. There had, of course, been idle musings between Penny and I of possibly, maybe throwing something together. But frankly we were both far too occupied with the day to day joys of living as our authentic selves and navigating promising new relationships to care about such things. For my part, I’d literally forgotten about the first entirely and literally ...

Can't Make an Omelette - Chapter 14

The matter with Dylan settled, and the matter with myself settled, I decided there wasn’t much of a point in sticking around in the middle of some park. I stood from the bench and made my way back to the bus stop and waited for a ride home. It was strange, since really nothing had actually changed about me, but I was in so much better of a mood. Possibly the best mood I’d been in for ages, and that’s including at the times over the past couple of weeks where I got to experience...

Can't Make an Omelette - Chapter 13

This Dylan guy seemed weirder and weirder by the minute, a harmless kind of weird, but definitely still weird. He was just sitting there grumbling to himself? Then, with a final resigned sigh, he just kind of lightly slapped his cheeks on either side with both hands, shook his head, rolled his shoulders, cracked his neck, and turned to me with what I could only describe as a game face. “Alright, let’s hear it,” he said with this odd stoic acceptance, as if he knew exactly what was comin...

Can't Make an Omelette - Chapter 12

Morning found me nestled in Rachel’s arms, warm, cozy, and, well… sticky. I was definitely in need of a shower after a night like that. And god damn, what a night it had been. Despite the domineering, teasing, almost primal nature of her seduction, Rachel had been both a very skilled, and incredibly gentle, patient lover. Time and time again she’d showered me with all manner of praise and affirmation all while power-washing my insides. With this morning, like any morni...

Can't Make an Omelette - Chapter 11

“Mmhh, yeah, take it you naughty girl,” Rachel hissed in my ears as the entirety of her length practically glided in and out of me with such intense pleasure that I was left a blubbering, gasping mess. “Who do you belong to, Heather?”

“You! I’m yours! I belong to you, wholly and totally!” I cried, somehow managing to find the words, so long as I was commanded to speak them.

“That's right, good girl,” she cooed in my ear, then resumed in giving m...

Can't Make an Omelette - Chapter 10

Saturday evening found me freaking the fuck out. Okay, maybe that was an exaggeration. Frankly, it was hard to be all that bothered by much of anything lately, I’d just been generally having way too much fun on a moment to moment basis. But, insofar as things could be going poorly for me, they were. At the heart of it was Penny, and her kiss with Will. The fact that she was actively going on what now seemed to very clearly be dates with one of our roommates and had even kissed him ...

Can't Make an Omelette - Chapter 9

The first few days of class passed without incident. I went to class, didn’t show my face or speak so as to avoid drawing unwanted attention, and just generally went about my normal routine. What was strange was just how used to being a girl I was getting. Obviously there were still plenty of things I was in the process of discovering, like, for example, I got cold way easier now. Plus managing my hair every morning was a huge hassle, but for the most part it was kind of just norma...

Can't Make an Omelette - Chapter 8

Late Sunday afternoon rolled in the same way all late Sunday afternoons do, like that uncle at the family gathering who everyone hopes isn’t coming this year when they don’t see him around, but inevitably drifts in and starts making people feel bad. Cause, y’know, being in a girl’s body had kind of made me forget I had responsibilities like homework and such, which I was definitely still going to put off until it was basically time for me to go to sleep. To keep my mind occupied, and ...

Can't Make an Omelette - Chapter 7

The remainder of our shopping trip went off without any sort of hitch, and against my better judgment, I returned home with an array of very feminine-coded clothes. I tried not to think about just how much money I’d spent on clothes I’d one day no longer need, and, coincidentally, tried not to think about what it would be like to no longer need them. A couple hours, and awkward conversations later, I found myself at home, dressed in a punky, spunky tight little miniskirt and asymmetrical ...

Can't Make an Omelette - Chapter 6

Completely unsurprisingly, Tony and I absolutely wanted to go clothes shopping. Obviously we would need outfits for our new bodies, and this gave us both the option to establish ourselves as two people who were definitely actual trans girls who weren’t secretly regular guys pulling a prank. As a tiny added bonus, like a really tiny one, the tiniest, we would get the opportunity to try on new outfits to go along with our new bodies. As it just so happened, on the car ride there I could think...

Can't Make an Omelette - Chapter 5

As you can probably imagine, sleep didn’t come particularly easy for Tony or myself that night. There we both were, with newly minted girl-bodies absolutely brimming with new, exciting experiences to discover, new feelings to feel, new… bodily idiosyncrasies to discover—as it turns out, having wider hips and a swollen chest was a recipe for crashing into things left and right. And so we stayed up late into the night and early into the morning, chatting incessantly about whateve...

March Patreon Exclusive Poll

Hello my wonderful patrons! I wanted to try something different this month, I'll provide some possible options for this month's patron exclusive post, and y'all can vote on what you want to see most! I might not be able to do this every month, as I might not always have multiple ideas for posts, but when I do I'll be sure to make a poll like this. Anyway, here it is.

Can't Make an Omelette - Chapter 4

After all the jokes were cracked and the flagrant self-groping had been done, a sort of tension had fallen over the room. Tony and I just kind of stared at one another, saying little. And fuck, it was really awkward, okay? Like, here was this girl, who was actually my best friend and really a guy deep down, but who looked like a really hot girl. And listen, I’m not here to talk about this shit being “gay” or whatever; regardless of what gender the person I was looking at ac...