Review: Beatrice, by Carl East

TW: This post contains a few instances of cissexist language.

This week, I read Beatrice (The Shemale), by Carl East.

First things first. There's a slur in the title. It's gross, and I wish authors would stop using these words. That said, I can understand why they do, and it's not (generally) out of bigotry. This is the shit that sells. A story titled 'Beatrice (The Shemale)' is going to be a lot more popular than one called 'Beatrice (The Transgender Woman)'. It's sad, and it's something I hope I can help to change with my writing. But it's a fact.

Anyway, based on the title, you'd expect this to be a story about a trans woman sucking, fucking, etc. Quelle surprise. Bea is actually not trans, but intersex, born with both male and female genitalia. She's probably more like a futanari - a Japanese hentai term for sexy women with giant cocks and wet pussies, but (generally) no testicles. Bea isn't actually an accurate portrayal of intersex physiology, but given that this is a fantasy, and that it's pretty rare to hear about the existence of intersex people AT ALL, I'll take what I can get.

So, aside from the political stuff, is the story any good? Well ... it's not awful. But it didn't quite do it for me. For one thing, the prose itself needs work. It's not unreadable by any means, but it does often feel lifeless, and I was unclear about Bea's status for much of the story (which is saying something, given how short it is). I think East's writing could (or maybe already has) improve with some practice, but right now it's not evocative enough to capture my imagination.

The plot is pretty silly. Bea has an 11-inch cock. One day she decides to masturbate it, and apparently breaks her cock-hymen because she bleeds (I really hope this is something the author invented, and he doesn't actually think penises have hymens). Some time later, she attends a slumber party with her (high school? it's not super clear) friends. They talk about all the copious amounts of fucking they've done, Bea gets hard, shows them her cock and they fuck. One of the girls then calls Bea "my girl/boyfriend," which ... yeah. That's the story. It's perfectly perfunctory, and there's just as much fucking, oral and cumming as you'd expect. There are no surprises, other than that original 11-inch one. It's all fine, but when I read erotica, I really need something *more* than fine to get me off. I can use my imagination to continue scenes after the text finishes, but if I'm going to do that, I'm not going to pay $0.99 for the privilege.

If there's a bright spot, it's that Bea is fairly charming as a character. There isn't enough time for a lot of character development, but the author treats her like a human being, and there is some genuine emotion here. And I'd say the story generally is a sex-positive, tolerant one, which makes the title choice all the more unfortunate.

While I can't quite recommend this one, I do think the author is capable of some good work in the future. Just let's ditch the slurs, k?

Review: The Substitute (Kinky Mom), by Molly Prude

Moving to a new town is always fraught. It's usually not pornographic. Given the type of blog you're reading, you might suspect that Serenade Springs is an exception.

The novelette revolves around a young windowed mother named Molly Prude. She comes equipped with three cute daughters ranging in age from Sexy Teenager to Sexy Young Adult. Actually, one of her daughters is in her mid-twenties so I'm not really clear on what she's doing here, but oh well.

So yeah, with four sexy women in a town that gives out sex toys in their welcome basket, you know we're gonna see some stuff. Each character gets a chapter, and each chapter involves them getting into sexy, sexy, conundrums.

The first encounter is actually probably the hottest, but also the most taboo and might disturb some readers. The women all act with disgust toward the sex toys, but when night falls, they each grab one in secret. Molly goes from room to room, checking on her kids, and of course each one is in the process of diddling herself. The mom/daughter incest fantasy is a stereotypical male one, but it's still pretty hot, at least for me -- maybe because I'm really into female self-pleasure. In any case, for those not too into it, it doesn't really go much further than Molly peeking in, so it's easily skimmable.

The other escapades are interesting, though I did feel like the actual sex was too short. I'm not one to complain that the story needs to be all sex and nothing but sex, but many of the chapters were a lot of build up, and then clothes falling off and an orgasm in all of couple of lines. I would have liked to see more, which is absolutely a compliment to the author's writing skills.

The other complaint I have is that the daughters are too similar. It's nice, in shorter stories like these, to have some easily identifiable character traits to differentiate the protagonists. Here, the girls are all pretty interchangable, which made me care less about their reactions than I wanted to.

As I intimated above, the writing is strong and clear, and some of the situations are hot, but short. I was left wanting more, but the story was interesting enough that I want to continue with the rest of the series. Given that this entry is currently free, I'm going to Recommend that you check it out!

Review: Gender Swap Lollipop, by Raminar Dixon AND Wishing for Something Extra, by Therese Verras

Hello fellow perverts!

Today I'm reviewing a pair of gender-swap stories. For those who haven't been initiated, these are stories where characters come to inhabit an opposite-sex body while retaining the same mind. As you can tell, there's a little bit of ethical crossover with transgender issues, but in general, gender swap stories avoid that, instead tackling it from a more lighthearted, "what if one day I grew a dick?!" attitude. So, let's get to it!

Gender Swap Lollipop #1, by Raminar Dixon

Our first entry today will be a male->female yarn about a drug trial. A drug trial administered (by a company called Sissco, naturally) in the form of a lollipop. VERY SCIENTIFIC. Our main character, Evan, ends up participating to make a few extra bucks, and the lollipop of course turns his outie into an innie and gives him some nice big boobies. Oh, and it also turns the participants into huge sluts (using the narrator's word, here). It also, at least for Evan, causes him to be attracted to men, and he immediately starts to pleasure himself to thoughts about his hunky roommate.

I'm referring to Evan as "he," here, because it seems like he still considers himself a man throughout the story. The end leaves that sort of ambiguous, though. Without spoiling too much (after all, there are several more books in the series), there's a funny perverted Beauty and the Beast/Cinderella thing wherein Evan will stay in his new female body if he gets someone to come inside of him, which adds some enjoyable tension to the romp.

So, is this a guy-on-guy story? Guy-on-girl? Guy-on-trans-girl? Hard to say. If you're the sort of person bothered by the distinction, I suspect you're not the target audience anyway. It's well-written, quick and free, so if the description sounds up your alley, I definitely recommend giving it a try and checking out the rest of the series. This one didn't quite turn my crank sexually, but there's nothing I can point to that's bad or wrong, so I'm giving this one a Recommend!

Wishing for Something Extra, by Therese Verras

Now let's cross the river and read the exact opposite of Gender Swap Lollipop! Wishing for Something Extra is the story of a woman (Christine) who willingly grows a cock to attract the girl of her dreams, and does so through magical, rather than scientific, means.

I'll make no secret of the fact that I find futanari pretty hot, so this story definitely got me going. I found Christine easier to relate to than the previous story's protagnist, and her shy but passionate use of her new appendage was both sexy and adorable. Ms. Verras's writing was clear and evocative -- I have to say, I was pleasantly surprised by the prose in both this week's reviews.

If I have any complaints about Wishing for Something Extra, it's the brevity of the sex. I guess Christine inherited more than just a cock from the male gender, as she's something of a two-pump chump, and in the ultimate cliche, it left me unsatisfied. Furthermore, this seems to be the only thing Ms. Verras has published, meaning there's not even a sequel to fufill my needs. Annoying!

Still, if you're looking for some futa fiction, put Wishing for Something Extra at the top of your list. Recommend!