Lyka Bloom

Rubberwerks 2 - Part 5

It wasn't a mere headache that drove Janice home, or the urging of her lover. She needed to get away. She was being pursued and so running home, even if her gait was more of a shamble, was the only recourse she could conceive.

Something was inside her. At first it had been a buzz on her brain, a sound that was formless but insistent. Now that sound was a voice, one she could hear. More, she could no longer deny its urgings. It had to be from the pod. Of course it was. That strange black...

Rubberwerks 2 - Part 4

Fordham watched the data scrolling past. The experiment had begun in an unexpected way. All prior experience suggested a complete takeover of the subject. J9, the designation for the resident called Janice Towers, was infected. That much was sure. Yet, she showed no outward sign.

Fordham scrolled through the reports from the last encounter. An entire village consumed in a matter of hours. Was the sentient rubber somehow learning? Had it developed some new strategy to disguise itself? 2023-08-28 10:27:33 +0000 UTC View Post

Rubberwerks 2 - Part 3

"We're low on beans."

Sharon was working the industrial grinder. She hardly hazarded a glance up when she spoke, nodding to Janice to find more. Business had been brisk, and Sharon was doing a surprisingly good job at playing nice with strangers. Janice left her lover alone with the general public, a soft smile on her face. It was good to see her blossom. Sharon was often the dominant figure in their relationship, and that suited Janice just fine, but she still reserved the right to fee...

The Castle of Solange - Complete!

Enjoy the final version of The Castle of Solange. Up next, Rubberwerks 2!

The Castle of Solange - Pt. 8

It was easy to hide in one of the many rooms of the castle, most of which were empty. Those that were not she avoided, peeking in and quickly closing the door on whatever depravities she found.

Finally, there were stairs. She climbed them with care, pausing every few steps for signs of danger. She listened hard but heard only her breathing. She climbed, winding up as the stairs bent until she was on the third floor of her journey. By her estimation, this should be the main floor. Back h...

The Castle of Solange - Pt. 7

Deena felt herself draining along with her milk. Her will, her need to be free, her desires... they all leaked out through her nipple into the mouth of the thin, soft-skinned girl she held. Ren, her duty as a knight, the life she led before the castle, all of it fled her. Hanna's finger parted her outer lips, spread her until her slick pink flesh was exposed, teasing their way to the entrance of her vaginal canal. There, where her pleasure was at its peak, Hanna's finger probed and circled, t...

The Castle of Solange - Part 6

Hanna took Deena by the hand leading her away from the wardrobe. The fabric caressed her skin as she moved in the gauzy dress, her nipples standing out from breasts that hung heavy on her chest. That muscle, too, had softened into breastflesh, and perhaps more. She could feel the sway against her torso, the widened hips rocking as she walked. She felt like fertility and womanliness made flesh. Like she could birth the world from her hips and pussy. When she sat in the chair where she first en...

The Castle of Solange - Pt. 5

"And what way is that?"

Hanna sat and folded her legs over one another. She swept her arms up and gestured at the room around them.

"The guards won't try to stop you if they feel there is no reason to. If they think you are one of us. One of Mistress's servants."

Deena glanced down at the swaying girls, their faces blank masks of pleasure. Deena tried to imagine herself on one of the cushions littered about the floor with that same vapid look on her face. The thought both lu...

The Castle of Solange - Pt. 4

Deena breathed, a deep in and out that steadied her. No one said it would be easy to best a sorceress. But she was no ordinary warrior. She had battled against the prejudice of her gender while she climbed the ranks in the King's Guard. She forged her body into a weapon, just as she learned the best uses of sword and shield. It seemed she would have to steel her mind as well as her body to rescue Ren. With no choice ahead of her, Deena moved down one of the cool, dim passages, searching for a...

The Castle of Solange - Pt. 3

Deena's pleading was convincing enough. Perhaps, the altered warrior thought, because she did hunger to touch herself. But she still possessed a warrior's discipline, even if her skin was as pale as snow. Tienna's face relaxed into a genuine smile.

"I remember my first orgasm once I learned that I belonged to Mistress. It's the best. You can actually feel yourself surrender to her. Do you mind if I watch?"

Deena felt her wrists slip apart. She flexed her arms experimentally, feeli...

The Castle of Solange - Part Two

Another of those infuriating giggles. "That's what they all say. And then they start to feel how good it is to be one of Mistress's girls. You'll understand in a minute."

Tienna disappeared from view. That, somehow, was worse than her clownlike visage hovering above Lycee. When Tienna returned, she carried two bowls. A brush leaned against the lip of one. Tienna sat them on a wooden table near Lycee's head. She was humming again, a merry demeanor as she stirred the contents of the bowl ...

Teacher's Pet Now Available!

More coming soon, but here's a brand-new story for your enjoyment. Who doesn't like a college bimbo? 

The Castle of Solange Pt. 1

So, while I'm putting the final edit on Teacher's Pet, I'm working on something new. Here's a bit of it. Let me know what you think!

The forest was thick and cool, despite the heat of the sun. A gentle breeze blew through the trees as Lysee rode on her horse, Sal. The white mane fluttered in the breeze, the horse moving steadily through the winding path. Soon they would be free of the forest. Ahead of them, somewhere, was the keep where Princess Ren would be found. The weight...

More of the Hypno-Bimbo Story

No title yet, but here's some more. let me know what you think:

Her classes were done for the day and Sarah made her way back to her dorm, feeling muddled and ashamed. It was difficult to determine how and why she acted that way with her professor. And yet, she still felt that desire. The need to please the older woman. She could still taste her pussy on her tongue. The realization made her thrill with renewed lust and made her cheeks burn red. Not only had she never tasted t...

A Slight Diversion

While work continues on Rubberwerks 2, I got a little diverted by the idea of a hypnotic app. See what you think:

Dr. Simone Alexander sat in the corner of her classroom, eyes flitting between her desk and the students in her class. The students in her class, piled into the stadium seats, were mostly staring down at their phones. This came as no surprise. Despite Simone's natural charisma, a very handsome beauty besides, she had trouble competing with the dopamine fixes provided by the ...

Rubberwerks 2 - Part Two

As they sat on the couch, Jenny couldn't help but feel like they were being watched. She looked around the room, searching for any signs of something out of the ordinary. There was nothing, save for the feeling that all of this was too pristine. A doll's house they were sent to live in. And, like dolls, they were intended to be the playthings of much larger forces.

* * * * *

Ranae Rask hated the scanners and the lights and the feeling of being some hog led to its pen. After over f...

Rubberwerks 2: Part One

The phone rang on Linda Fordham's desk. It was the head of the monitoring team, saying that they were ready to start the test. The test. The thing they had been working on for months. Ever since the discovery of the abandoned installation in the jungle, and the figures coated in some kind of living black rubber marched into a small village, the world had changed.

Fordham was isolated, a single researcher near the site of the experiment. It would be safer that way. less risk of contamina...

Patron Rewards Update

The personalized stories are out in between the public stories. More coming after the new Rubberwerks and start looking for those updates this week. Thank you to my dolls for being the best Patrons ever! Hope you enjoy your stories!

Stolen Sister: A Gender Swapping Fantasy for all you sexy Patrons!

Here's the latest story! Hope you all have a very sexy weekend while I'm working on Patron stories!

Body Swap Story Part Three

The next update will be the full story for all. Enjoy the almost conclusion!

“Or you can forget about this and the life that was given to you. The choice is yours.”

“No!” he cried, desperate at the thought of losing the power he had tasted.

“Then, my pet, we must make sure the body is yours.”

Reese ate mechanically. She was starving, but she couldn’t seem to taste the food. Not that fast food burgers and fries were especially tasty to begin wit...

New Body Swap Story - Part Two

Inside was a wonderland of colors and materials and garments of all shapes and sizes. Terry pilfered the drawers and slid clothes along the pole on their hangers to find only the most audacious of Reese’s clothing. His revenge would be aimed at revealing Reese for what she was – a manipulative sluit. And she should certainly dress the part.

he found a skirt that clung to his hips and barely concealed the underwear he wore. He should replace those with something racier than plain cot...

New Body Swap Story - Part One

I don't have a title yet, but a sexy idea struck and so I chased it. Here's the first part:

Terry felt a surge of rage. The game controller nearly flew from his hand, but he hissed a curse and threw it on the ground instead. He threw a spindly leg over the side of the bed and stretched. It would be time for class soon and he had to fight for some shower time with his sister. She could be heard already talking loudly on the phone with one of her vapid friends. Terry wasn’t s...

Island Retreat 3: Wildlife

Enjoy the latest story in epub or PDF format. More soon!

Island Retreat 8

Maggie’s gaze held on Selma’s breasts. Selma’s awareness of that gaze was heating her up, making her already-difficult thoughts get slower, awash in arousal.

“Drink,” Maggie said.

She was advancing, coming to the bed with her hands held at her sides, elbows bent, hands dangling limp and useless. Something was missing from her eyes. She was aware, there was an intense look on her face as she crept close, her movement made strange by high steps. When she bent over Selam, t...

Island Retreat Part 7

With Maggie secured, the nurse-dolls began the visual stimulation. It was not necessary to force Maggie to look. The strobing effects and the pacing of the imagery were enough to capture the attention of the subjects. Even now, only a minute after the programming began, Marla could see how Maggie had to force her attention away from the wall.

“You can’t do this to me!” the college student cried.

“Oh, I assure you I can. As far as anyone will know back home, our ship sank. ...

Island Retreat Part 6

A pleasant hum ran through Marla’s body. Seeing the slack look on James’s face and the knowledge of what he was becoming had her body alight. She was lost in the sight of him, more and more of his humanity draining while his mind warped and twisted, becoming so much simpler than before.

The flashing images ceased their strobing and the latex nurses removed the headphones from James’s ears. He did not move. He waited to be led, just like any simple beast. When the restraints were l...