A Succubus for Saint Patrick's Day previews - 3: Number 66

Here's the third in a series of six previews of the brand new stories in my upcoming collection, A Succubus for Saint Patrick's Day.  The reason they're all scrunched together rather than spread out a bit more is the sudden cloud of chaos that engulfed my life over the past few months.  I'm currently in a nice new house and things are looking much better, but I'm without an internet connection until a phone line is put in next week.  Thankfully, blogger seems to have a "here's one I prepared earlier" feature so I can queue these previews up over the next couple of days.

That's all boring technical stuff anyway.  Let's go straight to the words instead.  This one's from "Number 66".  In this one there maybe sexy body-to-body massages on an air mattress.  There may also be terror and icky Bad Ends.  You'll find out at the weekend (I hope - I'm going to look very foolish after doing all this if the date gets moved back).

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Harrison took a taxi.  The GI was right; it wasn’t where he’d expected it to be.  Pom Prap Sattru Phai was off the beaten path for the degenerate expat set.  This was where the normal tourists came to take pictures of old Buddhist temples.  Harrison thought the man might have the wrong street.  He arrived there and saw a plain narrow alley.  It was only when he walked down its length he found the massage parlour discreetly tucked away.  The signs and neon lights were as gaudy as any down Soi Cowboy, but positioned in such a way they couldn’t be seen from the main thoroughfare.  Harrison wondered how they did any business hidden away like this.

A shrunken mama met him at the door.

“American?”

“English,” he corrected.

She led him down a stairway festooned with tinsel and flashing pink Christmas lights.  At the bottom he was shown into the infamous fishbowl room.  Fifteen girls sat in three rows of five behind a big glass window in the far wall.  They were dressed in skimpy bikinis and each had a white disc with a number on it attached to their right hip.

And there she was—number 66.

She was impossible to miss.  She was tall, leggy, busty, blonde... totally unlike the other girls sitting behind the glass.  She was clearly a foreigner and Harrison wondered what she was doing here, working as a common hooker amongst the local girls, especially with a body like that.  She was as good as any glamour model Harrison had seen in lads’ mags and those models had the advantage of Photoshop to brush up their appearance.  It made no sense at all.  Why was the girl here when she could be doing the exact same thing for fifty times the price out in the expensive hotels by the airport?  It must be as they said—she was a rich heiress playing around for kicks.  She certainly had an aloof air about her.

The other girls were a much of a muchness.  Harrison saw plenty like them every night in the clubs in Patpong, apart from maybe the girl sitting in the centre of the front row.  She looked a real sweetie. It was something in her eyes and smile.  There was an infectious sense of fun about her.  Her figure wasn’t bad either.  She couldn’t compete with the blonde girl, obviously, but at least she had some curves beneath her bikini top.  Smiling enthusiastically, she beckoned to Harrison, urging him to pick her.

From the disc at her waist he saw she was number 9.  She was the girl both Murray and the GI had recommended.  He could see why.  She looked cute.

Under normal circumstances Harrison might have picked her.  That wasn’t why he was here though.  Number 66 was why he was here and that was the number he whispered into the shrunken madam’s ear.

The madam made eye contact with Number 66 and the blonde girl looked Harrison over.  For a brief horrible moment Harrison thought she might reject him, but instead she gave a curt little nod and got off her chair.  She met Harrison in the corridor outside and took him all the way down to a door at the end.

The room on the other side was a surprise.  When he’d visited establishments like this before, the girl usually led him to a small cramped bathroom with a narrow inflatable lilo squashed up against an equally narrow bath.  The room he walked into was palatial by comparison.  A big jacuzzi bath stood in one corner.  A patterned screen hid the other.  On the floor in the centre was a king-size air mattress.  Even as big as it was there was still space on the floor to walk around it.

Harrison looked at the lush designs of ancient debauchery painted on the tiles covering the walls.  “This is fancier than I was expecting,” he commented.

Number 66 didn’t answer, instead motioning for him to go behind the screen and take his clothes off.

Before he did he asked her for her name.

She smiled and pointed to the white disc attached to her hip.

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Out soon, A Succubus for Saint Patrick's Day and other tales!

A Succubus for Saint Patrick's Day and other tales - The tales

My newest collection of short stories, A Succubus for Saint Patrick’s Day and other tales, is out (should be out) this weekend (as I may have hinted in previous blog posts).  It features a mixture of previous uncollected Literotica stories, some brand new stories, and a story from one of eXcessica’s collections that people might not have had a chance to read before.

Here’s the full running order—thirteen wickedly dark and sexy tales.

1. A Succubus for Saint Patrick’s Day
2. The High-School Sweetheart Removal Agency
3. A Special Tube of Lube
4. A Real-Life Goo Girl
5. Busted Bankster
6. Number 66
7. Rogue vs. Succubus Lamia
8. The First Time
9. Snared, Sucked and Slurped
10. Pussy-Wrapped
11. The Night Doyle Lowry Saw a Terrible Thing and was Sucked into a Quagmire of Sensual Depravity
12. Crabs
13. Joe Boyega Picks a Bad Night to Become a Rapist

A few weird titles as you can see. ;)

So what will you find this time around?

There are plenty of succubi, some obvious and some less obvious.  I’ve also included stories about other monster girls such as slime girls, a sea anemone girl and an unusual take on a lamia.  There are others that slithered out of the black pools of my imagination and have no names.

As for the fetishes, there are the usual leanings towards femdom and Bad Ends.  There are a few sensual massages—one four hands, one body-to-body on an air mattress, one girl-on-girl.  There’s a bit of mixed fighting that owes a lot to the sexy designs of videogame characters.  Some vore (that one was predictable).  Also, one of the stories features an erotic sink, a fetish I haven’t covered before, but does fit in with my style.

And, because I had to let Horror-head have some fun, there’s also a guaranteed erection destroyer.  Have to remind people occasionally that we’re doing horror here, not just the sexy stuff. ;)

There are plenty of returning characters, some that haven’t been seen for a while.  I’m sure some of you will have fun spotting the references to some of my older work.

The stories are weird, they’re wicked, and they’re wicked sexy.  There should be something for everyone here, I hope.

I’ll blog more details when the ebook is out and available to buy.  In the meantime, previews will be continuing for the rest of the week.

A Succubus for Saint Patrick's Day previews - 2: Joe Boyega Picks a Bad Night to Become a Rapist

Originally I was going to space out these previews a little more.  The last couple of weeks have been completely mental with a house move and trying to get this finished.  But I did manage to upload the manuscript to eXcessica today, so the new collection, A Succubus for Saint Patrick's Day and other tales, should be out Fri/Sat.

Here's another tease from one of the stories ("Joe Boyega Picks a Bad Night to Become a Rapist").  One of these characters might be familiar...

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 Joe Boyega tracked the woman in the black dress and white fur stole as she walked up Donohoe Road.  She didn’t notice him.  He was just another city kid hanging around a bus stop.  In this environment his dark blue hooded top functioned as effectively as camouflage fatigues in a jungle.

The woman was elegant and sexy.  Class followed her in a tangible cloud.  She breathed it in and out.  She was totally different to the girls on Joe’s street.  They acted like they were gonna be celebrities—pop stars, actresses, models; it didn’t matter—but anyone else could see they were nothing more than low-class skanks.  They didn’t want Joe and he was happy with that.  He didn’t want them either.

Joe wanted the woman in the black dress and white fur stole.

This woman had it... refinement.  She looked like a real star.  Her black hair was cut in an exotic Cleopatra bob that framed a pale, ethereally beautiful face.  Joe had never seen the whole of her face.  She always wore a pair of large fashionable shades that hid most of it whenever she was outside.  To Joe she seemed less a human being than some kind of aloof alien—as perfect as a fine art sculpture—gliding effortlessly through a sprawling morass of humanity.

She was a whore.

He’d figured that out after watching her house for the past month while he pretended to wait for a bus at the stop across the road.  Him staking out her front door had come about by accident.  At one time he used to catch the bus from here to take him up to The Cornish Block, a pub on Whittaker Road, where he’d worked behind the bar.  That hadn’t lasted long.  The owner of The Cornish Block had been dealing drugs out of the back and the feds had bust him, taking down The Cornish Block and Joe’s evening job with it.  It was during his waits for the bus he’d first noticed the sexy girl in black.

It was easy to work out she was a whore.  All the different men coming and going through her front door had been a giveaway.  There were way more than could be explained by an active dating life, and they were of all types and ages ranging from fit young men to silver-hairs with the expanded waistlines brought about by late middle age.  The one thing they shared was money.  They all looked well off, but then everyone looked well off when compared to Joe’s circumstances.

There could have been an innocent explanation—some other business she was providing—but Joe doubted it.  He’d watched men both come and go.  When arriving they’d approached the door in a furtive, sidling manner.  As if they knew they were up to something that wasn’t quite legit in the eyes of society.  It was totally different when they left.  When they walked out of that front door their chests were puffed out as if they’d just successfully negotiated contracts worth millions of pounds.  One time Joe had even glimpsed the woman through the door as she waved her client goodbye.  She’d been dressed in nothing more than frilly black lingerie that had contrasted with her pale white skin.  He’d also been surprised by the number of tattoos covering her exposed flesh.

Then he supposed it shouldn’t be that much of a surprise.  She was a whore after all.

It was that puffed up feeling, like he was worth a million pounds, Joe wanted.  That’s why he’d picked her to be the one.

And because she was a whore.

He reasoned she’d be more used to it.  For her it would be less... traumatic.

Joe paused as he contemplated what he was about to do.

...traumatic.

Shit.  Was he really going to go through with this?

The reptile part of his brain reared up and asserted control.

She was a whore.  She’d be used to this.  It was what men paid her for day in and day out.  He would have paid her too... if he had the money.

He felt bad about it, but he had to pop that damn cherry.  It was driving him fucking insane.

The woman in the black dress walked up a short flight of steps and started to unlock her front door.  Joe glanced to his left and right.  No-one about.  Perfect.  He crossed the road with brisk strides, bounded up the steps, and then bundled her through her front door and closed it behind him all in one smooth movement.

“Don’t cry out,” Joe warned.

He held up a big kitchen knife.  It glinted in the light cast by the streetlamp outside.

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A Succubus for Saint Patrick's Day and other tales, coming soon!

A Succubus for Saint Patrick's Day previews - 1: A Special Tube of Lube

A while back I allowed readers to choose a story from my stockpile to be posted up on the internet.  Of the three choices, one - "A Special Tube of Lube" - remained hidden.  In a few days time you'll all get a chance to read it as it's included in my forthcoming collection, A Succubus for Saint Patrick's Day.  If all goes to plan the book should be available to buy on Friday.

In the meantime here's a sexy excerpt to whet the appetite.

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Erica and Eunice took off their woollen jumpers and stepped out of their casual jeans.  Holy fuck, would you look at those bodies, Larry thought.  There was a pair of lingerie models standing in their underwear in his living room.  He’d suspected they’d been dressing down to mask their figures, but he hadn’t expected both to be so jaw-droppingly gorgeous.  They were all legs and soft, smooth, inviting curves.  Had a page from a Victoria’s Secret catalogue come to life in his living room?  They wouldn’t have looked out of place there.  Hell, they’d have probably shown up most of the other girls.  They posed for him, showing off the fantastic curves of their chests and the equally smooth canvasses of their asses.  Erica was wearing skimpy pink underwear with lacy trim.  Eunice had the same, but in devilish flame red.  Both looked hot enough to set the carpet and curtains on fire.

Erica looked at his boxers and motioned for him to take them off.  Larry obliged with a smile.  He hadn’t been totally sure what their visit would entail—how far they’d go—and he’d been too afraid to ask directly, but this, and the strip of condoms he’d seen in Erica’s bag, made him a lot more confident the service he thought they might be offering was the same service he hoped they were offering.

“You joining in?” he asked.  Erica and Eunice had made no move to remove their bras and panties.

“Later,” Erica said.

“It’s better to draw these things out,” Eunice added.  Her words felt like a moist tongue slowly running down his shaft.  Already erect, Larry’s dick twitched in eager anticipation.

Erica patted the surface of the massage table and Larry climbed up and lay on his front.  The surface was surprisingly well-padded and soft.  Comfy.

He felt firm hands on the back of his neck.  Erica gave the meat of his shoulders some experimental squeezes.

“You’re very tense.  Up here is all knotted up,” Erica said.

“Stresses of work,” Larry lied.

Shitty posture while playing too much Call of Duty on his Xbox more like.

“Are you okay with us using massage oil?” Erica asked.

“Sure.”

“Why don’t we use the special cream?” Eunice said.

“What a splendid idea,” Erica said.  “As long as that’s fine with you,” she leaned down to whisper in Larry’s ear.

“Fine with me,” Larry said.  “What’s so special about it?”

“It has aphrodisiac properties,” Erica whispered close enough for her warm breath to tickle against his earlobe.  “Or so they say.”

“We save it for our... special... clients,” Eunice said.  Her hand slid down and lingered against his inner thigh.

“So I’m ‘special’ now then,” Larry grinned.

“You’re young and your belly doesn’t hang over the side of the table.  Trust me, that’s a vast improvement over our usual clientele,” Erica said.

Larry laughed.  “For now,” he said.  “I shouldn’t laugh too much.  That’ll probably be me in twenty years time.”

Working remotely on software while dressed in only a dressing gown and slippers; Xbox; military shooters; playing military shooters under the guise of working remotely on software while dressed in only a dressing gown and slippers—ah, the perils of modern living.

“So this ‘special’ treatment...”  Time to stop pussy-footing about and pop the question.  “Just how far does it go?”

Now Erica was close enough for her soft lips to brush against his ear.  “As far as you want it.”

That sounded like an affirmative.

He jolted as Eunice tickled the underside of his scrotal sac with a long fingernail.

Felt like an affirmative as well.

Both girls giggled.  Through the corner of his eye Larry saw Erica walk away and pull something out of her bag.  He heard a rude sound.  He assumed Erica was squeezing some kind of thick substance out of a tube, but there must be some air caught inside as it came out with a series of burbling squelches that reminded Larry of the lewd sounds of sex organs coming together in the filthier porn flicks.  It was oddly arousing.  Naughty cream for a naughty massage, he thought with a smile.

“This might feel a little cool at first,” Erica warned.

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A Succubus for Saint Patrick's Day, out Friday 13th March!

Coming Soon... A Succubus for Saint Patrick's Day

Just leaving this here.

Excerpts and more information to follow this week.

New Erotic Short - Sandwiched by Slimes

Finally (it's only a couple of weeks late) the second short in the Sandwiched by series is up.  It's not exactly short either.  I got a little carried away and there's over 10K words of slimy fun (for the slime girls, not necessarily their prey ;) ) in this one.

It's available for the cheap price of $0.99 from:
Amazon
Smashwords (which will distribute it to other sites)
Kobo

Here's the blurb:


Sandwiched by is a new sexy series of monster girl erotic horror shorts from the master of dark erotica, M.E. Hydra.  This, the second story, “Sandwiched by Slimes”, sees a man engulfed in ecstasy by two sexy slime girls.

Freddy Lamb used to be a normal engineering student like any other.  Now he’s Sir Fredrick of Lamb, a brave adventurer tasked with deposing the villainous sorcerer king of a strange world that resembles a computer role-playing game.  In reality he’d rather escape this crazy computer game world and find a way back home to Earth.  He thinks the exit may lie in an unusual bonus dungeon, but blocking his path are two sexy slime girls, Corybosom and Rubisia.  They intend to envelop him in their gelatinous bodies and melt all his resistance away with pleasure.  They also don’t intend playing by the rules . . .

Sandwiched by.  One dude, two sexy babes.  A perfect fantasy . . . or maybe not . . .


And of course I couldn't leave it there without providing a little snippet to get the blood going:


“Is this a hentai dungeon?” he asked the two slime girls.

They looked as though they didn’t understand his question.  Freddy thought they were pretending.

“I mean, is this a sex dungeon?” he elaborated.

The slime girls’ eyes lit up at the mention of sex.

“We do like sex,” Corybosom said.

“We’re succubus slimes,” Rubisia said.  “It’s what we feed on.”

“Mmm yes.  We like nothing better than slurping all the cum out of a virile man’s body,” Corybosom said.

Freddy blushed.  That confirmed his suspicions at least.  Normal RPGs didn’t go near sex apart from the mildest of innuendo.  But there was a type—a more specialized niche—of RPGs where sex was integral to both the art and gameplay.  Those games were made only in Japan as far as he knew and were most definitely for adults only.

“I know what this is,” he said.  “It’s battlefuck rules.”

The two slime girls pretended not to understand.

“We don’t fight with weapons in here,” Freddy said.  “We fight with sex.”

“This is a sex-themed dungeon,” Rubisia said.

Freddy smiled.  He’d figured it out.  Battlefuck rules.  He didn’t know those games very well, but he’d heard of them.  He thought back to the shop owner who’d sold him the map.  He’d thought the queer leer on the other man’s face was a little odd at the time.  Pervy fucker.  He knew exactly what this dungeon was about.

“So how does this work?  The victor is the one that makes the other come first?” he asked.

“Something like that,” Corybosom said.

She gathered the gelatinous substance of her body together into a big round cushion.  She sat back on it and opened her legs.  Staring directly at Freddy, she reached down between her legs and parted her labia with her fingers.

Freddy took off the armour protecting his legs and removed his undergarments.  His erection popped up and stood out from his crotch.  That’s what no sex at all since arriving on this freaky world did to you, he thought.  Even sentient giant gelatinous blobs started to look sexy after that long.

Corybosom beckoned him on with a finger.  She pouted plump, kissable lips.

Time to see if his theory was correct then, Freddy thought.  He stepped up between her legs.  He put his hands on her hips.  They felt moist and elastic like jelly.  He aimed his cock in the direction of her gaping sex and pushed forwards with his hips.  Corybosom’s head went back and she gave a little “ooh” of pleasure as he entered her.

don’t melt my dick off.  don’t melt my dick off.

She didn’t melt his dick off.  He didn’t feel any acidy burning sensation.  She wasn’t cold and snot-like either.  Instead she felt warm inside and the jellylike substance of her body pressed pleasantly against his erection.  A muscular swell of thicker jelly rolled down his shaft and sucked him deeper into her.

“Mmm, I love the feel of a big hard cock inside me,” Corybosom said.

She crossed her legs behind him.  The rest of her amorphous mass rolled forwards and partially engulfed his legs.  That felt pleasant as well, like dipping his legs in a warm mud bath.  Looking down it was weird to see his cock through her transparent skin.  He could see his foreskin move back and forth as her semi-liquid insides rippled up and down his shaft in gentle tugs.

He lost two health points.

It was another quirk of this strange game world.  In the back of his mind he could see a full status screen representing him, complete with stats and current level.  It had appeared the moment he’d woken up in this universe.

The damage was okay.  Battlefuck rules were the same as normal RPG combat, but with all the normal attacks replaced with sex acts.  Losing two HP was nothing.  He had plenty left.

Now it was time for his ‘attack’.

He powered his hips forwards with his buttocks.  Corybosom sighed in pleasure as his cock sank deeper into her gelatinous form.

He lost two HP.

Huh, wait.  That couldn’t be right.

“How come I took damage?” he said.  “I thought this was a sex battle.  You know, both of us taking it in turns to make a sex attack.”

Corybosom looked up at him and smiled.  Mischief glimmered in her eyes.

“Oh yes, about that . . .”

The malleable jelly of her body rippled up his cock in a teasing suck that left his knees feeling like they’d been replaced by overcooked spaghetti.

“. . . we may have been a teensy bit remiss in not correcting a tiny little misunderstanding.”

“This isn’t a battlefuck dungeon?”

Freddy had that just-fallen-into-a-yawning-pit sensation he’d just made a massive booboo.


If the scenario sounds familiar, yes, this is the same universe as Jackson in HRPG-World.  This one's a little lighter and more fun than my usual stories.  If you like the dark stuff, don't worry, there are plenty of darker tales on the way in the next collection coming out in a couple of weeks.  (oh, so much darkness . . .)

I hope you all find "Sandwiched by Slimes" to be worth a dollar of your hard-earned money.  Please tell me what you think in the comments below.  Do you like Corybosom and Rubisia and would you like to see more of them?

Next up it's tentacle time as a lucky someone gets "Sandwiched by Scyllas".  I'll try to get it out before the end of the month this time!

Cover for "Sandwiched by Slimes"

You know that "Sandwiched by Slimes" short story . . .

It is on the way, honest.

The last week has been crazy hectic with sorting things out for the move as well as trying to make sure the next collection, A Succubus for Saint Patrick's Day, is ready for . . . well . . . Saint Patrick's Day.  The hold up for "Sandwiched by Slimes" was trying to get a cover done.  I finally had a quiet moment today and:

Originally I wanted to vary the designs and have the "Slimes" and slime girls done in the traditional translucent blue.  Unfortunately my art skills are fairly mediocre and as it's already three weeks late, I went with the silhouettes instead.

I'm just on the final formatting and then the book will be uploaded to Amazon and other ebook retailers.  Check back here in a day or so and I'll have the full details.

Looks like Monmusu Quest: Paradox is coming out in April

Preview page on DLSite, in case anyone hasn't already seen it:

http://www.dlsite.com/maniax/announce/=/product_id/RJ150726

 Guess I'd better get everything else cleared out of the way by the time April rolls around...

Uh oh. Blogger have dropped the Prudehammer

Blogger have changed their Adult Content policy.  I (and many like me judging from the displeased mutterings on Twitter) received an email last night informing me of the changes.  Here they are . . .

https://support.google.com/blogger/answer/6170671?p=policy_update&hl=en&rd=1

. . . and yeah, they're not good, not good at all.  It looks like I'll have to pack my bags and find a new (online) home come March 23rd.

In theory I could comply, but it would mean deleting nearly every screenshot of every game I've written about and as I know a lot of you out there enjoy those posts, that's unacceptable to me.  Also in theory I could mark this blog as private going forward, but as the primary purpose of this blog is to publicise my books, it wouldn't be doing a good job of that if no bugger can find it.

With discussions like these it's impossible not to invoke the dreaded 'C' word.  Personally I think anyone using the hur derp, "It's only censorship if the government is involved," argument is a moron that isn't aware the world has moved on in the last century and a half.  I've argued before that if the end result is the same, people are going to use the closest word that fits.

Of course, against that we have to weigh up that Blogger is Google's platform and they are fully entitled to decide who or what goes on it.  It's disappointing that Google have taken this line, but it would also be churlish of me not to be grateful to them for giving me a nice set of tools to get my voice online essentially for free for the past five years.

I'd put this in the mild censorshit bracket - a damn nuisance, but not an oppressive gag as there are plenty of other alternatives.

Last night I purchased the manyeyedhydra.com domain.  It's about time.  I have a nice author page on Amazon, I might as well get a proper web address.  Currently it should redirect to this blog.  Next month I'll look at migrating to a new, more tolerant, online home.

I'd like to think we're moving to a future where companies will stop doing this as it will generate more bad publicity than good.  Sadly, until then, those of us working with adult material are a soft target and will have to continue to expect and work around arbitrary chilling effects.

Sandwiched by Slimes: You Choose the Ending

Yep, I totally got carried away on this one.  I blame it on the two slime girls having far too much fun playing with their food.  I'm currently over 8K words with possibly another 1-2K to go.  Other than the story being later than planned I'm happy with it going long rather than short.  You, the reader, will definitely get your 99c worth from this one (more so if you like slime girls and enjoyed stories like "Jackson in HRPG-World 3" and "A Real-Life Goo Girl").

Anyway, I'm coming up to the end and interestingly there are two paths I can take.  I could follow the route of a happy ending where the protagonist escapes or is let go from their sticky clutches (after being given many happy endings of the other kind).  Or I could take the other path to a sexy-but-terminal Bad End where the protagonist has their life and soul slurped out.  Oddly, I have no real preference.  When I first came up with the idea I leaned one way, but as I was writing the story I thought the other option might also work.

Then I had a mischievous idea.  Why not open it up to a little bit of audience participation?  So let's have some fun.  Let me know in the comments below if you'd rather this story had a Happy Ending or a Bad End.

Interestingly, this decision will likely have further ramifications.  I'm very flexible when it comes to planning my longer story arcs.  I think of characters as game pieces placed on a board.  I remember the status and position of the pieces at the end of each story and that often acts as inspiration for future stories.  "Sandwiched by Slimes" is set in one of my existing universes.  The characters from here will likely pop up again, but I haven't yet locked in their roles.  They could be antagonists or allies.  The path taken here will likely have a say in determining how I use them in the future.

Maybe.

Sometimes it's the metaphorical act of tossing a coin that determines the decision rather than the outcome of that coin toss.  If the coin comes up tails and you wished it had come up heads then you know the heads decision was the one you wanted to take all along.  For this reason I reserve the right to completely ignore all results and go with the path I think is right.

This also has the happy side effect of avoiding any spoilers.  Sure, the vote might go for Happy Ending, but you won't know for sure I acted on it until you read the story.

As it is kind of dickish to give readers a choice and then completely ignore it, I will penalize myself if I take this option.  I'll make one of the stories in my current stockpile available to read for free on Literotica.  (This will also have the happy side effect of forcing me to write more new stories to ensure my collections have the requisite mix of exclusive material).

So let's embrace some true #ChaosWriting.  Thumbs up or thumbs down.  Happy Ending or Bad End.  Let me know in the comments below.

UPDATE
After 24 hours we have:
Happy Ending - 9
Bad End - 4
(and a few I wasn't sure on, but was going to use as a tiebreaker in favour of happy in the event of a tie.)

The public have spoken and it's a thumbs up.  However, Caesar is capricious and cruel and may not necessarily follow the will of the people.

I'll see if I can get the completed story out next week.

New Trial for Mon-musu Quest: Paradox out

Update here.

I haven't had a chance to look at it.  It sounds like the content is the same as before but the game is now stable enough that players will be able to transfer save games over to the finished game when released.  This sounds very encouraging.  From とろとろレジスタンス's (torotoro resistance) blog it sounds like they're deep into testing.  Maybe we'll see the completed game in a couple of months.

I'm currently deep in a deadline crunch and buying a house.  Once I've got that all out of the way I'll start looking at how to tackle a Let's Play of this enormous sexy beast.

"Why don't you post your Let's Plays of Violated Hero and such on a site like XVideos?"

This question came up in the comments for the last blog post (thanks, anonymous!).  I was going to answer it there and then thought of a whole bunch of other stuff while I was writing and decided to splurge them out in a full post instead.

The short answer is I have absolutely no experience or knowledge on how to put together videos, edit them and upload them to sites like Youtube, Twitch, etc.  This is not a particularly good excuse as I could probably read up on these things and figure them out.  I even have the free time to attempt this if so inclined.

The bigger question is: Would it work?

One of the more interesting things I've learned from following #GamerGate over the last few months is just how popular youtubers like TotalBiscuit and Boogie2988 are.  I knew this kind of videogames coverage was out there, but I hadn't realised just how huge it was.  In fact, one of the more interesting narrative frames that can be applied to #GamerGate is that it's about one form of media (traditional blogging/journalism producing written articles for gaming websites) being supplanted by another form of media (new youtubers/twitchers producing gameplay videos for Youtube, etc) and raging at their own oncoming obsolescence.

(It is by no means the only narrative frame that can be applied to #GamerGate, but we're not going there.  Nope, definitely not going there.)

Let's Play videos are a big thing now.  Unfortunately, doing them for the type of monster girl hentai games I like runs into problems with hosting venues and audience expectation.  Youtube and Twitch have fairly strict anti-lewd rules which rule out a lot of explicit content.  There are Let's Plays of Monster Girl Quest that get around the problem by sticking black squares (or more humorous censors) over the lewd bits, but MGQ is a weird case in that the story and characters are still entertaining even without the lewdness.  It's still less than ideal though.  After all, what's the point of Let's Playing an eroge if you can't show off a nice pair of giant round tits.

Cap'n, we don't have a black square big enough!

The other option, as suggested, would be to go to one of the porn youtube clones like XVideos.  I don't think this would work because of audience expectation.  People go to Youtube for entertainment.  Person providing commentary while playing through something like Monster Girl Quest could be entertaining.  People go to porn youtube clones to fap.  Random British guy wittering over monster girl hentai game - not fap material.

I think Let's Play videos of various monster girl hentai games could be highly entertaining, I just don't think there's a good place to showcase them at the moment.  For that type of Let's Play video anyway.

While I was thinking of ideas, one thing I thought would work is to have a voice actress with a sexy voice play through the game and read out the dialogue of the female characters.  I think that could work very well on the porn youtube clones, but it does rely on the Let's Player being female, having a sexy voice, and not giving two fucks about weird smutty material.

Sexy voice + Alma Elma RP = profit?

 
As a lumpen Brit with a lumpen voice, this isn't really an option for me.

Could be a good opportunity for the right person though...

Update on "Sandwiched by Slime Girls"

I was hoping this would be a post announcing "Sandwiched by Slime Girls" is out.  Predictably, I'm running late again.

There's a couple of reasons for this.  The first is that I'm in the middle of buying a house in rainy old England.  This tends to throw up a lot of nuisance paperwork and errands that drag me away from the computer.  I'm also currently living on a mattress in my mother's front room while waiting for everything to go through.  Writing red-hot sexy-weird smut in this environment is a little awkward as you can imagine.  Once the house is done I'll have a personal office set up and start hitting proper 8-hour-a-day+ writing shifts.

The second is that the story wandered off the path a little in the middle.  I'm currently whacking it back into shape with the editing hammer.  Originally I was hoping to hit a regular date each month, so it's a little annoying to be already running behind.  Quality is always my primary concern though.  I'd rather put a good story out a week late than a bad story on time.

Writing Update Feb 2015

Because I’m getting queries on when the next Succubus Summoning chapter will be going up (it’s delayed again, sorry).

The original plan was to finish the Succubus Summoning 201 arc along with some extras for the ebook version in November/December.  This didn’t happen because of some substantial real life disruption.  Now that window is temporarily closed as I’m in a deadline crunch to get the next collection, A Succubus for St Patrick’s Day, finished in time for, well, St Patrick’s Day.  Once that’s done I’ll get back to Succubus Summoning and keep on it until the full 201 arc is finished.  #ChaosWriting is temporarily suspended while I force myself to be disciplined for a change.

Here are some progress reports to give everyone an idea of what’s on the way in 2015.


Sandwiched By

Committing to this seemed a much saner idea when I didn’t know December and November were going to vanish in a black hole.  Oh well, flying by the seat of my pants to maintain a monthly schedule is going to be fun.  I’m halfway through “Sandwiched by Slime Girls”.  The two girls in this one are proving to be very enthusiastic (a little too enthusiastic – they’re distracting me!), so it should be a fun read.  I’m also halfway through another Sandwiched by story that features a character inspired by one of Monster Girl Quest’s weirder monster girls.  It’s a bit voreish so I didn’t want to put it out too early in case I scared everyone away.  March and April are likely to be Scylla and Succubi.  We’ll see.  This is my challenge to me to bring out the speedy pulp writer after all.


A Succubus for St Patrick’s Day and other tales

This was the collection I originally intended to put out last year, but decided to postpone rather than rush it out with sloppy editing.  I wanted it done by the end of January but I suspect it will be mid-February as I still need to give three stories a thorough editing (plus the usual formatting and getting a cover together).  Expect to see teasers and excerpts in a couple of week’s time.  As with the last collection there will be six old stories, six brand new stories and one from an Excessica collection that might have been missed by a lot readers.


Succubus Summoning 201

Should have been finished in November if I hadn’t let such trifling concerns as losing my job and having to move country get to me.  Bah!  This is next in the queue after the editing on A Succubus for St Patrick’s Day is finished.  There are two chapters to come and both will be smallish in comparison to the previous chapters.  I’ll then do some chopping and changing to edit it into ebook form to go into the earliest available slot in Excessica’s release schedule.


With both of those projects out of the way I’ll be free to turn on #ChaosWriting again.  I tend to be much more productive when dealing with fresh ideas and both of the previous projects dragged on far longer than I’d have liked.  One of my aims this year is to really get my teeth into my ideas folder and get them written before they go stale.


A Night with Ceptophthorié

I definitely want to keep playing around with Twine and create some more interactive stories.  I had to put this on hold when I realised I was running behind on the other things.  When things get a little less hectic I’ll be running this alongside my more conventional writing projects.


Jackson in HRPG-World

This has been on hold for too long.  I have some ideas of future games to lampoon, so expect Jackson’s (mis)adventures to start up again later in the year.


And then we get into freer territory.  Other than the ton of short story outlines sitting in my ideas file I have these ideas for longer novellas and novels:

A novel featuring both Nicole and Madam Voluptula.  Also ties in with another short story of mine.  I’ve been wanting to write a novel-length work about Nicole for a while and I think the idea for this one will work.  I’m pretty sure this will become my main focus once Succubus Summoning 201 is out of the way.

Okasare Kenny.  A serial about a protagonist stuck in a Violated Hero-type game/world.  Me trying to out-ick Violated Hero while still keeping it sexy.

A novella with Amanda.  Originally it was a very strong short story idea that gave me an excuse to show off her dominatrix skills.  I think there’s enough in the story for it to go longer.

Slutdroppin’.  Four students play a practical joke on a drunk female student and end up in a weird dimension where something is tracking them.  More of a horror story – for the people that prefer my nastier Bad Ends.

Porno Fighters from Planet Earth.  Another lengthier piece I started a while back.  Has a great manga-esque plot.  Still not sure on the pacing.  Might end up a trilogy of short novels.

A short novel about a soapland run by succubi.  Been wanting to write this a while, but it involves some complex mythology/riddles alongside the usual sexy bits.

Succubus Summoning 301.  Phil’s adventures aren’t done yet.  201 was supposed to be set more in Wargsnouts, but ended up drifting back to the succubi’s castle.  301 might be based more on Earth.  I’m still thinking of what the overall plot arc will be.


The Nicole novel will likely be the first thing I tackle on the list (I’ve already written the first couple of chapters).  After that I’ll probably reorder depending on levels of interest, so let me know what takes your fancy in the comments below.

Hentai Game Review - Demon Angel Sakura, vol.2: The Spirits of Hell

Last year I did a Let’s Play and review of a crazy little action game, Demon Angel Sakura.  The follow up, Demon Angel Sakura vol. 2: The Spirits of Hell, is out and every bit as bonkers as its predecessor.

As with the original, Demon Angel Sakura vol.2 is a 2D action game where you fight a series of ginormous monster girl bosses by throwing magic fireballs at them while bouncing around a 2D arena.  Like a platform game, but with all the intermediate levels taken out so all that’s left is boss fights is the best way to describe it.  The text is also all in English, so you won’t need to fiddle around with machine translation for this game.

The story carries on from where the first game left off.  Sakura, an angel/demon hybrid who is either a cross-dressing male or a female with a dick (the game isn’t totally clear on this, although it does refer to Sakura as ‘he’ for most of the game), is trapped in hell.  Kazari, the fairy that loves Sakura, dives into hell to find him and is driven doolally by exposure to the ‘hell element’.  After resisting crazy Kazari’s attempts to consume him, Sakura departs on a quest to find a way to save her from being corrupted and destroyed by the hell element.  This takes him through various fights with ginormous predatory monster girls.

Size is no obstacle to horny Sakura.

In a change from the first game, Sakura is aided in these fights by a familiar, Kuroha.  Later on there’s an option to switch between her and Kazari.  As with the first game, if Sakura takes enough damage he loses his clothes – and in this game, familiar – and is vulnerable to sexy(ish – YMMV) binding attacks from his opponent.  There are variable difficulty settings and even the most useless at 2D platform games (i.e. me) should be able to get to the end on super easy mode.

There are eight boss fights in total.  Two of those have two different Bad Ends, which gives ten Bad End scenes in total.  The game is short (especially if you choose to breeze through it on super easy mode), but should be seen for what it is – an excuse to put together some lovely drawn and utterly depraved hentai scenes.  The artwork and animation is very good for what it is and the imagination behind them is positively filthy.  Even Luka from Monster Girl Quest and the various protagonists of the Violated Hero games would wince at the indignities visited on poor Sakura.

Um yeah . . . it's that type of game.

This game won’t be for everyone.  There’s a heavy focus on vore and most of the things that happen to Sakura are fairly gross, such as nearly being drowned in harpy piss or wedged up in a giant treant’s sweaty armpit.  You’re not going to find nice sex scenes with vanilla monster girls here.  The game is most appropriate for those with giantess and/or vore fetishes, as well as for those that derive amusement from seeing some truly twisted and perverse Bad Ends.

This doesn’t look like the last we’ll see of Demon Angel Sakura either.  During the quest to save Kazuri there are hints to a larger story, one that will no doubt be revealed in Demon Angel Sakura, vol.3.   I look forward to seeing what weirdness the developers come up with in the next instalment.

Hentai Game Review - Monster Girl Summoner

A tricky one to review, this one.

Back when I first mentioned it, I noticed Monster Girl Summoner seemed to be appealing to both sub (MGQ-style Bad Ends) and dom (Rance-style rapes) audiences.  It looked like you could either play as an effete-looking warlock and pick up the sexy Bad Ends or pork the monster girl dungeons into submission as a big fat orc.  In actuality you play as the monster girl summoner and the orc is your trusty ‘Pikachu’ that handles all your fights for you.  The hentai content is similar to Desire Dungeon in that there are both Victory and Bad End sex scenes.  The player can skip them according to their preferences, although that aspect seemed a little temperamental when I was playing.

You . . .

At the start your party consists of only the orc, but later on you can recruit other monster allies by defeating them in battle.  There are a wide variety of both normal monsters and sexy monster girls.  All are recruitable and each usually comes with a couple of skills.  Unfortunately they don’t appear to pick up new skills on levelling up, so don’t expect any Pokemon-type complexity here.

. . . and your big fat orc buddy.

It is an RPGMaker-type game, but as with a lot of hentai RPGs, some of the gameplay aspects have been trimmed out.  I didn’t see much resembling a story and there’s no exploration as the dungeons consist of a series of random encounters followed by a fight with the monster boss(es) of the level.  H-scenes are revealed by winning (the orc rapes them) or losing (the monster girl rapes the summoner) versus the end-of-level monster girl boss(es).

On hard it becomes end of level bosses.

The H-scenes are short with one static image.  The artwork is fine.  It’s not up to the standards of other monster girl hentai games, but it’s not terrible either.  One issue is that certain poses/templates are clearly being re-used across multiple scenes.  This is especially weird when you have a Bad End scene where the hero is supposedly being dominated, but the artwork shows them sitting on top with their dick between the monster girl’s tits and the monster girl looking most put out by the whole thing.  It makes me wonder if the decision to add some Bad End sexy material was made after they’d already commissioned and received the artwork.

This is supposed to be a player Bad End.  I'm not sure Lamia agrees.

There are also some odd quirks in the mechanics that feel like they might be bugs.  Money is irrelevant as there are a couple of points in the starting town where the hero can just keep picking up random sums of money.  The NPC handling recollections gives you the option to see the first ten encounters right at the start of the game and doesn’t appear to add the later ones.  Armour consists of charms for various parts of the body.  There are seven types—each corresponding to a sin—of varying numerical levels.  Each type affects different stats, I think.  For some reason the 4th type (I think it’s Arrogance) has a weird multiplicative effect on the defence stat.  Equip all level 1s (and only level 1s, equipping higher levels of the same charm breaks the bonus and actually reduces defence) and the character ends up with a value of defence that renders them virtually immune to anything other than magical attacks.  This warps the gameplay so much it feels like there's probably some kind of weird calculation bug somewhere.

With all this I thought I’d be panning Monster Girl Summoner with a negative review.  But to be fair to the game, it has provided a few hours distraction.  The ability to recruit anything leads to the classic “Gotta Get ‘em All” compulsion and there is some fun in playing around with both the party compositions and difficulty levels to find the most efficient ways of levelling up your harem.

Devil girls like to ride.

This makes it an awkward one to review.  Monster Girl Summoner is clearly flawed and much weaker than some of its competition, but there was something in the game mechanics that kept me interested enough to give it a second look.  The game also has a wide variety of different monster encounters.  I’ll put it down as a YMMV (Your Mileage May Vary) and leave it at that.

New Erotic Horror Short - Sandwiched by Spiders

The new short is up.

You can get it for the cheap price of $0.99 from:
Amazon
Smashwords
Kobo (it's 99p rather than $0.99 as that's the lowest price they'd allow me to set)

Smashwords will also distribute it to other eBook platforms.  If you can't find it on your eBook retailer of choice, let me know and I'll try and get it up there.

Also, as this is the first time I've done this solo rather than through my regular publisher, Excessica, if you notice any horrific formatting issues please let me know as soon as possible.  I tested the conversions out on each of the sites beforehand, but I've worked in IT long enough to know that's no guarantee some device somewhere won't chuck a fit trying to render the ebook code.

As for the story:


Sandwiched by is a new sexy series of monster girl erotic horror shorts from the master of dark erotica, M.E. Hydra.  The first, “Sandwiched by Spiders”, sees a man entangled in the wicked webs of two spider demonesses.

Jonathan Mustard doesn’t believe in karma.  As a successful IT contractor constantly on the move around the country he’s been able to maintain a double life as a killer of cats with no consequences.  This changes when he’s witnessed in the act by a strange young girl.  Now karma is stalking Jonathan through his dreams in the form of two gorgeous spider demonesses, L’hassia and L’katipia.  They intend to make him pay for his cruelty . . . in the sexiest way possible.

Sandwiched by.  One dude, two sexy babes.  A perfect fantasy . . . or maybe not . . .


And a little excerpt to whet the appetite:


“Shush,” she said.

Then she shushed him with her lips.  Moist and warm, they pressed against his as she lowered her head and kissed him.  Jonathan’s thoughts vanished in a haze.  For a moment he forgot what she was . . . forgot where he was.  He was conscious only of the movement of her lips, her tongue playfully jousting with his, the heat she transmitted to him.  Blood flowed to his loins in slow, pleasant throbs.

It was a dream.  For a moment it had veered into a nightmare so vivid it had tricked him into thinking it was reality.  Now it was dream again.  Maybe even a wet dream.  It had been a while.

She continued the kiss and Jonathan felt so giddy and light it was as if he’d detached from the floor and was floating up to the ceiling.  He span slowly, as though he was a child’s mobile dipped in honey.  He felt like he was being wrapped up nice and snug as well.  Snug and comfortable like someone was rolling a warm duvet around him on a cold winter night.

Why did this duvet feel so sticky?

The pleasant haze lifted.  Jonathan opened his eyes and saw the red-haired spider-girl was wrapping him up in silk like a spider cocooning its catch.  A single thread of silk spooled from the orifice at the tip of her abdomen.  She turned him in place with her eight legs and wound the thread around his body.  His legs were already bound together and now his arms were bound to his sides.  He couldn’t move.  Worse, wherever the silk came into contact with his naked flesh he felt an enervating sensation that left him feeling floppy and unnaturally relaxed.

“Stop it!” he cried.  “Don’t eat me!”

The red-haired spider-girl paused.  She pouted luscious red lips and blew him a kiss.  Then she continued winding silken threads around his body until he was completely cocooned from chin to toes.  Once she’d finished she suspended him like a hunk of meat in a larder.

The two spider-girls, balanced on silvery threads, stood before him.  Their eyes—all of them—were bright.

“Hello, I’m L’hassia,” the red-haired spider-girl said.

“I’m L’katipia,” the other girl said.

Their faces moved across Jonathan’s field of vision as the thread supporting him slowly twisted back and forth.

“What do you want with me?” he asked.

“We’re arachnes,” L’hassia said.

“Supernatural sex assassins,” L’katipia elaborated.

Jonathan realised they hadn’t bound all of him up.  They’d left a gap that exposed his groin and buttocks.  L’hassia reached in to fondle his balls and stroke a hand up and down his shaft.

“We’re going to do naughty naughty things to you,” L’hassia purred.

“Now pick which one of us you’d like to stick your prick in,” L’katipia said huskily.


It is a short, about 5,500 words.  The Sandwiched by series is an experiment in putting out work more regularly and at a cheaper price.  I hope you enjoy the first installment.  The second, "Sandwiched by Slime Girls", will follow in February.

Cover Tease for Sandwiched by Spiders

Here's a little cover tease of my upcoming short, "Sandwiched by Spiders".

Yep, in case you hadn't already guessed, L'hassia and L'katipia from "Succubus Summoning 211" are getting a chance to show off their stuff in their own short story.  (If you were hoping for Puff and Pfaffle, don't worry, I'll be getting to them later)

I'll be running some final formatting checks tomorrow before uploading to Amazon and other sites.  As it's a short, I'll be fully self-publishing this one rather than going through Excessica (they only have a limited number of slots per week and it wouldn't be fair to the other writers there if I monopolized those slots with a series of short stories.  My other books will be coming out with them as usual).  I'll post as soon as "Sandwiched by Spiders" is available. Check back here for further details.

Introducing "Sandwiched by"

What is Sandwiched by?

Sandwiched by is a series of linked short stories I’ll be putting out in 2015.  In this case the link is a thematic one.  Each story will feature one (un)lucky guy sandwiched between the hot and sexy bodies of two (or more) monster girls.  If you remember the scenes in Succubus Summoning where Phil was wedged between Rosa and Verdé, or Puff and Pfaffle, then you’ll have an idea of what’s in store.

There won’t be anything linking the stories together other than the theme, although they may link back to events in my other story universes.  Some will be nice, some will be funny, some will be icky, and some will be downright terrifying.  The one thing they’ll all be is sexy (I hope!).

I’m planning to put out one a month through the usual ebook outlets (Amazon, Smashwords, etc).  Lengthwise they will be a similar length to my other stories (4,000 to 8,000 words, although there might be a few longer ones if I get carried away with all the sexy).  I’m going to sell them at 99 cents each, which seems a fair price for individual short stories.  Going below $2.99 results in significantly reduced royalties from Amazon (35% instead of 70%), but I don’t think $2.99 is a fair price for a 5,000 word short story.

Initially, I wasn’t a big fan of selling short stories separately, but the advent of ebooks has changed things considerably.  A lot of erotica authors have reported a lot of success with selling shorts and Sandwiched by is an experiment by me to see how viable shorts are.  Varying the lengths also allows me to get work out more frequently rather than hoarding a bunch of stories and then missing the date I should have put a collection out.  It’s also a challenge to me to see if I can set a project and maintain that monthly release schedule.  A few of the ideas in my ideas folder are for serials and it might be fun to do something similar with an old-style pulp serial (with tons of gratuitous sex, obviously!)

So why not post these Sandwiched by stories up on Literotica or on your blog here?  Simple cold economics.  This is now going to be my job and if I want to keep it as my job I need to make sure it brings money in.  This doesn’t mean I’m going to stop posting on Literotica or take my existing stories down.   Free sites like Literotica are great advertising and if people like something they tend not to mind paying for more of the same goodness.  Think of it as getting more options to read more hot stories by me.

I’m hoping you’ll be tempted to give Sandwiched by a look anyway.  The first story will be out later this week just as soon as I’ve finished the cover.  It features two characters from Succubus Summoning getting a little more action (and if it’s not the two characters you were hoping, don’t worry, they’re going to get a story as well).

And speaking of Succubus Summoning, yes I know the latest chapter has been delayed again.  I was supposed to wrap up the series in Nov/Dec.  Sadly this got knocked around in all of the fallout from losing my job and having to move country.  Now I’m into the deadlines for the new collection coming out in March.  I’m hoping I’ll get that out of the way in Jan and can then devote Feb to (finally!) completing the Succubus Summoning 201 arc.

Many-Eyed Hydra makes a Monster Girl Hentai Game: CYOA with Twine (part 4)

Last time up I put a rough outline up and divided the story into sections based on what sex acts Ceptophthorié was likely to use.

Then the British flu season caught up with me and knocked me on my back for a few days, followed by my usual chaotic tendency to try and work on too many projects simultaneously (a collection due March and something new that will appear next week if I can get the cover finished in time).

It did give me time to think about how to proceed next.  Interactive fiction is a little tricky because of all the branching points and multiple pathways.  As with all writing there is a danger of being stuck in ‘design paralysis’, where the writer gets stuck thinking about what they want to write and how it should fit together instead of just writing it and whacking the plot back into shape with the big editing hammer later.  So I thought I’d throw some sentences at MS Word and see what stuck.

Tentatively I had a three passage introduction – one to set the scene, two to introduce Ceptophthorié, and three to setup the game.  While I was writing passage two I realised the main character (and player!) would likely have questions at this point and I decided to add choices rather than skipping directly to passage three.  This gives a number of advantages.  First off it brings interactivity into the story sooner rather than later.  It also gives the player more control over the intro.  On the first playthrough they have the option of reading the expanded introduction.  For subsequent playthroughs they can skip straight to the sexy.  It’s an obvious thing, and something RPGs do a lot, but didn’t actually click with me until I was going through the design process.

For the first options it made sense to add a couple of background-giving choices.  “What is a succubus?” is a useful one on the off chance the reader is unfamiliar with the mythology.  For the more contrary readers there should also be a “No” option so they don’t feel like they’re being railroaded down a single plan.  This route will probably funnel the reader into an early Game Over.  I’ll flesh it out later with plenty of options to get the reader back on right track and appropriately icky/comedic Bad End if they persist on being contrary.

It’s possible to keep track of whether a player has entered a passage before in Twine.  I could do some clever stuff and remove options that have already been taken or have her reply with a sarky “I’ve already told you this!” if the player’s repeat options already taken.  For now I’ll keep it simple and just repeat the passage.

After moving things around (and deleting a passage that was somehow spawned off-screen for some reason), the layout starts to look like this.

The next step is to fill in the details of Ceptophthorié’s little game and from there provide a seamless link to the smexy stuff.  At this point I’m experimenting in finding the most comfortable way to write these sections.  At first I was typing in MS Word and then transferring the text across.  That felt a little wasteful, so I switched to working directly in Twine.  Then I found it wasn’t as easy to see an overview of the text across multiple passages.  It’s something I’ll play around with.  I suspect the optimal approach will be a bit of both.

Many-Eyed Hydra makes a Monster Girl Hentai Game: CYOA with Twine (part 3)

Last up I threw an introduction together to set the scene.  An introduction on its own isn’t a full story and definitely isn’t interactive.  When I’m writing a short story I normally have an idea of what the ending and set pieces are and then keep writing until I hit an appropriate end point (usually the point when the lucky/unlucky protagonist has had all their juice squeezed out).

I haven’t tried it, but I suspect trying to write an interactive story in a big splurge isn’t the best idea when there are multiple branching points and endings.  Or maybe it is the way to go.  I’m new to these things after all.  What I’ll do instead is map out a rough structure and then fill in the text afterwards.

The simplest structure would look something like this:

Obviously, it’s very basic, but it’s the essence of this type of game – choose naughty & fun stuff or be boring and try and ‘beat’ the game.

At the moment nothing is hooked up.  That’s done through the Twine syntax of

[[Text to display->Name of Passage to goto]]

From the introductory passage we continue to Stuff.

Stuff gives us a simple choice of GoodEnd1 and BadEnd1.  I’ve numbered them because there will probably be multiples of one and probably both and it makes sense to put the numbers in now rather than trying to change the names later.

Connected up, it looks like this.

That’s just to give an idea of the simplest structure.  I’ll want a lot more branching points than this to give the reader a more interactive experience.  A simple structure I’ve seen some of the cheaper monster girl hentai games use is this:

(clicking on these pictures brings up a bigger version that can be read without a magnifying glass)

A neat touch is that if I create the link before the passage Twine will automatically create the passage for me.

This will give me a skeleton of sorts.  One thing I will do is rename and reorganise the passages.  If I want to move things around (which I almost certainly will) TemptationTitWank is a much clearer target to link to than Temptation3.  I’ll also add some more sections to the introduction to give a clearer breakdown of what those passages are going to do.

Unfortunately Twine doesn’t appear to keep track of name changes to passages, but it does at least show passages with broken links as red boxes.

The modified structure looks a little like this:

At the moment the lovely Ceptophthorié isn’t exactly tempting.  I’ll fix that when I start to flesh out the passages.

Many-Eyed Hydra makes a Monster Girl Hentai Game: CYOA with Twine (part 2)

This is posted a little later than planned.  In my defence I was out drinking for New Year’s Eve and didn’t get back until 6 in the morning.

Okay, let’s go into Twine and have a look around.  I downloaded it from the website so I can use it offline if need be.  It opens up in whatever you use as a web browser (Firefox for me).

First step is to create the new story.  The original title was “Ways to Break a Good Man, #1” to tie in thematically with a previous short story ("Ways to Break a Good Man, no.2".  This is a bit abstract and as the focus of the CYOA version is going to be more on Ceptophthorié doing her naughty things rather than the philosophical questions of the original, I’ll change it to the more innocent sounding A Night With Ceptophthorié.

After entering the title and creating the story we’re taken to the story editor.

Stories in Twine are made up of passages that are linked together in ways to make it interactive to the reader.  As of the moment we only have the one passage.  This is going to be the starting point and must be named “Start” according to Twine’s wiki (I’m unsure on this point – it might only apply to an earlier version of Twine).

Now for the text.  This is the introduction from the short story:

Norris King woke up.  His tongue felt dry, swollen, about two sizes too big for his mouth.  His eyelids scraped over his eyeball like sandpaper as he opened his eyes.  The lines of the ceiling swayed and blurred above him, as if he was looking at a projection onto a swirling pool of water rather than solid architecture.  By concentrating he was able to bring the lines and angles back into sharp focus, but only while maintaining concentration.  The moment he stopped focusing, his vision started to blur and shift.

His head felt awful.  He felt like he’d gone on the mother of all benders the night before.  He knew that couldn’t be the case.  He’d never picked up a taste for alcohol and a drunken prank gone wrong during his university days had convinced him drink was not going to feature in his future in any shape or form.

He heard car horns and the sound of traffic.  They sounded a long way down.  Was he in a hotel room?

It looked like a hotel room.  His head felt heavy—slow and sluggish—like someone had poured concrete in his ears.  He moved it enough for the walls to swim murkily into focus.  The wallpaper was a bland print with lines of fleur-de-lis as a pattern.  An equally bland painting of a bowl of fruit was hung on one of the walls.

Definitely a hotel room.

There were two other people in the room.  An attractive girl with long, wavy red hair sat on a chair in the center of the room.  Behind her stood a fat man in an expensive suit with a bloated pale moon of a face.

Regular readers of mine will recognize the fat man with ‘a bloated pale moon of a face’ as Koontz, a recurring character of mine.  For the sake of simplicity I’m going to remove both him and the lengthy discussion that sets up the later challenge.  I might return them later, but to start with I think it’s best to cut the story right down to the bare essentials and then build on that later.

As Ceptophthorié is now getting more focus we need to get straight to a description of her.  For reference here’s the initial description of her in the short story:

Even if she was an attractive floozy, and King had to concede she was very attractive indeed.  She must be one of Koontz’s higher quality escorts.  Wavy red hair cascaded down on either side of a doll-perfect face.  Her face had the perfect, unblemished contours of a fairytale princess . . . combined with eyes and full lips that glimmered with the prospect of less-than-innocent mischief.  He thought it a shame such a pretty face had been squeezed into a ridiculous Vegas-style showgirl costume.  The neckline of her shiny top plunged down to her navel and revealed enough flesh to shame a ten-dollar whore.  He presumed it must be some kind of fancy-dress devil costume as she was also wearing a pair of fake horns.

The introductory passage will combine both these sections and as I’m writing a CYOA the viewpoint will shift from Third Person to First Second Person (classic post-NYE booboo, thanks to anon for spotting).  I’ll also shift the tense from past to present as it’s supposed to represent things that are happening right now.  That gives us an introductory passage that looks like this:

You wake up.  Your tongue feels dry, swollen, about two sizes too big for your mouth.  Your eyelids scrape over your eyeball like sandpaper as you open your eyes.  The lines of the ceiling sway and blur above you, as if you were looking at a projection onto a swirling pool of water rather than solid architecture.

You hear car horns and the sound of traffic.  They sound a long way down.  Is this a hotel room?

It looks like a hotel room.  You move your head enough for the walls to swim murkily into focus.  The wallpaper is a bland print with lines of fleur-de-lis as a pattern.  An equally bland painting of a bowl of fruit hangs on one of the walls.

Definitely a hotel room.

There is another person in the room with you.  A highly attractive young woman is sitting on a chair in the centre of the room.  Wavy red hair cascades on either side of a doll-perfect face.  Her face has the unblemished contours of a fairytale princess . . . combined with eyes and full, sensual lips that glimmer with the promise of less-than-innocent mischief.  She is wearing a revealing red outfit that shows off enough flesh to shame a common street hooker.  The neckline of her shiny top plunges down to her navel and shows off the lush valley of her cleavage to its full extent.  It must be some kind of fancy-dress devil costume as she’s also wearing a pair of fake horns.

She smiles at you.

I could type this directly into the passage box in Twine, but for ease of editing I wrote it in MS Word and then copy’n’pasted it into the dialog box for the passage.  Which looked like this:

One tip for copy’n’pasting text.  Always go through notepad or similar basic text editor as an intermediate.  It might not apply for Twine, but for most web apps/pages pasting directly from MS Word will drag in and add a lot of junk to the resulting HTML.

Now I have an introductory section.  This can seen by hitting either Play or Test on the bottom right.

It’s not quite right.  In the original you’ll notice there was some italicised text.  A quick check of the Twine wiki reveals they have support for various bits of text formatting and to get italics I add // on each side of the section I want italicised.

A further thing I could do is reduce the font size or split the introduction into two to avoid the player needing to scroll to read the whole of it.  It also looks very crude.  I’m not going to worry about that for now.  I can pretty it up later.

I now have a nice introduction that sets the scene.  At the moment the CYOA doesn’t have much in the way of choice or story.  I’ll look to rectify that next time.