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Month: December 2019

Erotic Audio: Trick, Treat

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“A surreal, impressionistic treat. ‘Leave the smallness’ is my favorite line. Very evocative smut-language. Memorable giant cock. The submissive narrator voice is both relatable and vivid. This payday was earned.”

I’m proud to share “Trick, Treat,” my entry for the Cocktober 2019 SizeRiot Erotica Contest, hosted by the hardworking and talented Aborigen-gts​.

Reviews

I appreciate the feedback I received for this story. As always, I’m deeply grateful to my beta readers and everyone who read my work and reviewed it.

The story placed in five of the seven categories:

  • “Grabbed Attention from the Start” – tied for 1st place
  • “Surprised by Interpretation of Theme” – 2nd place
  • “Most Arousing” – tied for 3rd
  • “Challenged You” – tied for 2nd
  • “Best Represented Cocktober Theme” – 3rd place

What did people enjoy most about this story? Here’s what the readers had to say:

“Fantastic mastery of language. Big fucking, growing giants. Nice touch. “Leviathan cock.” Beautiful. You are a mouth… Beautiful metaphor. Nice work. One of my top three favs.”

“Felt unique, I like this approach as it gave readers something a bit different.”

“Trippy and novel. Definitely a story that I’d read more of.”

“Translated almost directly into images in the mind; lots of beautiful language used to describe terrible destruction.”

“Awesome story from beginning to end filled with a tense energy.”

“A signature storyteller at heart here.”

 

Credit where credit is due

[Update in 2025] Since writing this story, I have become aware of something I wish I had done from the start.

As I write more poetry and find out more about the practices within that writing community, I have learned that there’s a thing poets do when they read someone else’s work and feel inspired to write something of their own. They’ll include a line beneath the title of their new work and say something like, “After Langston Hughes.” This is to acknowledge that the poem you’re about to read was inspired by—or is responding to, or in conversation with—some work of Langston Hughes.

My story “Trick, Treat” is after Danez Smith, who has been called “a poet of the body.” He’s an award-winning genius who writes about the transformative love between queer Black men, against a backdrop of violence and oppression.

At the time of writing my story, I had just finished his 2014 debut book, the sensual collection [Insert] Boy which won a Lambda Literary Award Winner for Gay Poetry, among a half dozen other awards. The poem that I couldn’t stop thinking about was “The Business of Shadows.”

You can read it here and listen to him performing the poem in his own voice.

I need to own that it was harmful for me to not acknowledge this inspiration from the start, especially given the topic of this story.

Though I haven’t earned any money from this story, and plan to exclude it from any anthologies I might publish for profit, it was still appropriative for a white woman like myself to take inspiration from the labor of a Black man. I deeply apologize for not giving credit where credit is due.

To pay forward my appreciation for his work in a way that supports him and amplifies his writing, I am buying several copies of his collections directly from the publisher and will be donating them to Little Free Libraries around my city. I also noticed that my local library doesn’t have hardcopies of all of his books, so I will make donations there as well.

We never know the impact we have on the world. It feels especially true about writing, which can touch another person or inspire revelations for them about their life, their humanity, their place in the world, the sensuality of their body. I am grateful to Danez Smith for his writing.

 

Ready to read “Trick, Treat”? You have two options to enjoy:

AUDIO VERSION: Listen to a 20-minute author-read version of the story here.

Thanks to Dick, The Micro Giant, for Audio Engineering this piece! Please give him a follow on Twitter, as I wouldn’t be able to do this without his expertise. He takes commissions for anyone else interested in doing audio work, too!

 

(I plan to upload this audio to Soundgasm.net soon and will update this link when I do.)

 

TEXT VERSION: Read the full story behind the cut.

Ornamental: An erotic holiday story

A red Christmas tree ornament on a wooden table.
Photo by Markus Spiske on Unsplash, shared with a Creative Commons License: https://unsplash.com/photos/AF_4tBQjdtc

“And so, shrunk down, strapped to a tiny dildo, little more than decoration for a party she should have been hosting, Mora shuddered and spasmed and cried out with her first orgasm of the day.”

 

Hello, my lovelies! One of my goals for the new year is to share more imperfect writing, so today I’m sharing a Winter Solstice gift: an 11K word sizeplay story featuring lesbian sex at a holiday party, succubus magic, shrinking, objectification, mind control, humiliation, dubcon, unaware, scissoring, mouthplay, insertion, and so many orgasms I literally stopped counting.

 

Inspiration

I was inspired by this tweet from @CallMeIthaca:

I responded with this retweet, but the fantasy stayed with me and I decided to try it in a story.

[Author’s note from 2021:

Now that I have more experience on Twitter, I’ve realized in hindsight that writing her fantasy into a story without permission and then quote tweeting her original tweet was not an okay thing to do. Ithaca and I are not mutuals and don’t have any kind of friendship or relationship. I need to own that I didn’t comment on her tweet or DM her to ask permission to explore her idea OR put a size-kink spin on it, and that’s a problem.

We all take inspiration from a lot of places, and people participate in kinky twitter partly as a way to share our fantasies, but do that for a variety of reasons. Sometimes a person is tweeting a fantasy for the purpose of inviting strangers to interact with them in that fantasy; sometimes a person tweets a fantasy with the hope other creatives will take that idea and run with it; but in either case, you don’t know until you ask. Just like a sexy piece of clothing is not an open invitation to do something sexual to a person, sexy tweets are not open invitations to start roleplaying publicly.

This isn’t exactly roleplay, but I didn’t ask. I ran with the idea, and then I basically involved her in my version of the fantasy by quote tweeting her original with my new story inspired by it. That’s a problem, too. If I’d gotten permission and she was into that, quote tweeting in this way would have been a fun way to share the work, give her credit, and promote her account. I think I did it this way because I started in Tumblr, and that platform revolved around sharing and building on others’ work. But it’s not how Twitter works. Doing that without asking was crossing some boundaries, and I am sorry for that. I DM’d her an apology. She was gracious and understanding, and I have decided to leave this up because I would prefer that others be able to learn from my mistake.]

 

Writing it quickly, sharing it quickly

I wrote it in one marathon writing session, and I’m deliberately giving it to you after only two hours of editing today. Why? Because stories that collect digital dust in my files don’t bring pleasure to anyone. Editing is good, but editing as a way to postpone being vulnerable is not serving my goals as a writer. I have to learn that it’s better to let them go before I’m completely satisfied. (I’ll never be completely satisfied.) In an effort to re-calibrate my sense of “this is good enough to release into the wild,” I’m going to share more content with deliberately fewer rounds of editing. I’m tired of holding back, so I’m going to let myself be imperfect. It seems like the only way forward.

One other thing holding me back is that I know I will need content for Kindle once I begin publishing. I write a story and stare at it, deliberating. Should I post it to my website and share it for free? Should I hold onto it and polish it more and publish it on Kindle? Or is it possible that maybe, just maybe, these questions are keeping me frozen in place, not sharing content or moving closer to my goal of publication?

This story is a little messy. It’s a little dark, because I was in a dark place when I wrote it, and all I wanted was to be owned and objectified and to lose myself in pleasing someone else. There were parts I considered cutting, parts I think need more polish and clarity.

But you know what? Sex is messy, too. I have never had a single experience of perfect sex, and if I had waited for perfection I would have missed so many wonderful, beautiful, intense moments of intimacy and connection with real, genuine, messy, and sexy people. I would never have had any sex at all, and sex is one of my favorite pastimes! So. Fuck perfection. Have some free erotica.

[Update on 11/27/20: I wanted to share this again but couldn’t resist one more round of edits for clarity and consistency. I should probably ask someone to tie me up before I go in for more…]

“It’s magic,” Irena whispered. She, too, ran a finger down Mora’s tiny body and the tiny woman felt more beautiful under their shared gaze than she had in years. She felt strangely powerful, in spite of her size…

 

 

Read the full story behind the cut.