What's up next

My posting schedule might be a little irregular for a while, but don't worry; I haven't forgotten you. Life is complicated right now, but one part of it involves a brand new story that I'm just about ready to start writing. It took me quite a while to work out the details of this one because of its origin.

Some of my long-time blog readers will remember that a few years ago, I was planning a second collaboration (after publishing the Quick and Dirty Anthology) with trilby else, Tabico, Iago, and some others; but our lineup was constantly in flux, and ultimately we had to drop the project. But I can tell you more about it now, because I've gotten permission to write up my part of the story, with some changes, as an independent piece.

In the epic we originally envisioned, a human spaceship had been invaded by insectile aliens that attached to and enslaved its crew, and they'd forced this ship to ram into another one for the purpose of taking it over. Each of us was going to follow a few characters aboard the second ship as they scrambled to hide and/or escape into space. We were going to call the story "Transfixed" because it made a nice triple entendre (The two ships are literally transfixed, the victims are transfixed by MC, and "transfixed" is a play on "trance-fixed." Don't say I never gave you anything).

My part of the story had the captain of the second ship being captured and tempted by the captain of the first ship, a woman who had once been her lover and was now the aliens' eager puppet. Then I had a third character, an innocent peon with a crush on my heroine, whom she was trying to protect while he tried to avoid capture. Never mind the "whys" of all that, because the situation has changed a bit, and I don't want to spoil the parts that haven't changed. I'll just tell you this: the aliens are still somewhat insectile, although not what we originally envisioned; and  my three characters still exist, though in altered form. The biggest difference is that the ex-lover is now a man. I decided to change his gender as a way to stretch myself. It'll be fun to write a different kind of seduction scene (For the record, this will be nothing like the Paolo/Shara scene in Sleepwalkers. It'll be sexy rather than horrific.).

I'll admit I'm curious to know how my longtime fans will react to the new direction. You wouldn't keep reading my stuff if you weren't into lesbian sex; but judging by the comments and emails you send me, you're evenly divided between genders, and a lot of my male fans are subs. That being the case, I hope you'll like seeing an MC'ed man tempting a free woman to give in.

As always, feel free to leave comments below. I've set up my blog so that you can comment in total anonymity, and I never delete anything but spam and troll posts. Let me know what you think.

Honey wine

I hear there's a perfect wine for every entree. It might be true, although I can think of several dishes that could only be served with wine from a box. Thankfully, tonight's vintage is so fine that I had to match entrees to it rather than vice-versa. I think you'll like my choices.

 Last week I posted about Carmilla, the mother of all lesbian vampire stories. One of the commenters who replied to my post, Fax Paladin, mentioned the transformation scene in Invasion of the Bee Girls as being a touchstone of his fetish. I'd heard of the movie before but had never seen it, and I had no idea whether it would do anything for me; but after reading Fax Paladin's comment I had to look it up on YouTube. You can find the whole movie there, but I don't recommend trying to watch it all the way through. It's not worth much overall except when Anitra Ford is onscreen. I'd submit to any transformation she demanded, just for a single kiss. But the scene that cemented Fax Paladin's fetish would have cemented mine as well, if I'd only had the chance to see it before other sources made me a permanent EMC slave girl.

Really, though, how could I have lived this long without having seen the Bee Girls transformation clip? Most movies featuring MC and/or transformation scenes stint on what we fetishists consider the good stuff, but not the team behind Invasion of the Bee Girls. They milked this scene for every drop of fetish it was worth. Have a look, and once you've pulled yourself together again afterwards, scroll down a little further to see my recommendations for entrees to accompany this fine honeyed wine.



The first story I was reminded of, after viewing this scene, was Tabico's A Scent of Malt and Flesh. Here, women on a camping trip are transformed into meta-humans in a burgeoning hive, with the strongest two eventually engaging a telepathic showdown for the title of Queen Bee. Meanwhile the male characters are reduced to drones who are simultaneously luckier and unluckier than the men in Anitra Ford's movie (Don't pretend it isn't her movie). These guys aren't fucked to death, but they're not fucked, period. The bee-women just don't have much use for them anymore.

Actually, I don't know if it's fair to use that term for the women in Tabico's story. She does love women with bee eyes, and I have no doubt she's already seen Invasion of the Bee Women, but the parallels aren't as clear in her story as they are in Honey Chile by Libertine. In this one, the protagonist is quite literally turned into a black-eyed bee-woman, and part of the process involves being slathered head-to-toe in honey. It's ridiculously easy to imagine Anitra Ford playing the Queen Bee in this story.

Anitra Ford. Anitra Ford. Anitra Ford. Go on: you know you want to chant it too.