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Vicky and Sherry loved to go to Wyvern con and parade around in their sexy, barely there Slave Girl Gaia outfits, letting the guys lead them around by a leash attached to their collars and waggling their butts. They loved being a part of the con cosplayer crowd, and they loved being hot, sexy parts of the cosplayers crowd. Most of all, they liked hanging around the cons late at night when there were plenty of drunk, horny guys around who were irresistibly attracted to sexy cosplayers, most especially skimpily clad sexy cosplayers like Vicky and Sherry. At such times, the fanboys’ fantasies grew wild and their common sense evaporated and it became ridiculously easy for Vicky and Sherry to get drunken fanboys to give them cash just by letting them indulge in their own sex slave fantasies, and then ghost them. Especially if you kept your economic “misunderstandings” down to a couple of hundred dollars max. Sherry and Vicky didn’t think of their late-night fleecing of Slave Gaia fanboys as grifting or conning fans. They thought of it as teasing or gaming drunken fans. In their minds it was at most mildly larcenous cosplay. But opinions differed among male fans, who saw Sherry and Vicky as predators. And when a group of them get together and talk about their experiences being fleeced by Sherry and Vicky, a plan arises. A plan that involves kidnapping, sexual bondage, sex slavery, rape, whipping and sexual domination, forcing Vicky and Sherry to enact every depraved fantasy that they had invited the guys to have about them. It’s a days-long sex show of unlimited rape, degradation, bondage and humiliation starring a very unwilling Sherry and Vicky. Will the guys’ plans succeed? And if they do, how will Sherry and Vicky handle it? And how will the guys handle it? Will there be consequences and if so, what?

You’ll just have to read this 29,000 word novella to find out!

I Know Why The Buffalo Are Exploding

I have so much fun writing. But when I read the posts in the r/writing and r/scifiwriting subreddits on Reddit.com, and so many of them are about all the stress and unhappiness people go through when writing, I have to wonder.

For example, I am really enjoying putting my hot female Nero Wolfe and Archie Goodwin characters through the wringer in “Conquest of Incel World.” In the Rex Stout novels, Nero Wolfe really hates driving (or being driven, he can't drive) in cars, being certain that the car will crash momentarily. Archie is of course a very capable driver, the only one Wolfe trusts, and enjoys Wolfe's discomfiture enormously.

Well I decided that Nitro Wilde, my Nero Wolfe prototype, should also have a terror of being driven. And so should Moxie Maven, my Archie Goodwin character, because on Collar World self-driving cars are the norm, and accidents are exceedingly rare. They're both terrified when they wind up in a car driven by a human, what's even worse, a car driven by a human in heavy traffic made up of cars and trucks driven by humans. Moxie is much less terrified than Nitro, but she feels it, and for this reason is sympathetic with Nitro's terror, rather than simply enjoying it as Archie does with Nero.

(Well, also, Moxie and Nitro are women, who tend to be more empathetic than men.)

As a long-time voracious reader, it's pure pleasure to get in there and really fuck with favorite characters like Archie Goodwin and Nero Wolfe. And doing it in a way that many Nero Wolfe fans would find deeply distressing, well that's just icing on the cake! How can you not enjoy that?


When I read other authors whining about how HARD it is to write and edit, I just have to roll my eyes. Get in there and have some FUN with what you're doing, maybe your readers will have fun with it, too.

Then again, sometimes I wonder if I'm like the Ed Wood character in the movie “Ed Wood.” Ed clearly loved his job, every bit of it, he enjoyed filmmaking, even though he was objectively just awful at it. Maybe when I write my stories, I'm like Ed, looking at random film clips and exclaiming: “The buffalo are exploding, and no one knows why!”

Or maybe I'm the one who knows why the buffalo are exploding.

In a totally unrelated note, yes, some fairly nerdy, geeky things go on at science fiction coventions. But there is also this:

 This was clearly just a shot taken in a con hallway where two Slave Leias are warming up the boys. That's bringing the sexy!