That's a provocative title, isn't it? Not very nice either, but oh well. The third of these I wrote was Transformed Into a Whore and that was really the first true adult one. I mean Transformed Into a Little Girl was obviously about little girls and Transformed Into a Schoolgirl was about teenagers, and then with this one I worked up to adults. Kind of a gradual process.
The first story is actually my favorite one ever. It's called "Sirens" and it's about...wait for it...sirens. Not like police sirens, but the kind in The Odyssey and shit. When it starts out there's this guy who very carefully picks up prostitutes and then murders them by having them asphyxiate themselves during sex.
One night he picks up this really hot prostitute and takes her back to his lair. (Seriously he has a lair.) As she's supposed to be suffocating, the woman starts to sing and the killer finds himself paralyzed. She gathers some of her fellow sirens and they make him into one of them. First, in "Game of Thrones" fashion they cut off his dick. Though I'm not sure GRR Martin even had anyone suck on his own severed cock. But hey when the book is called Transformed Into a Whore why be delicate?
The guy, now a girl, also has this oral fixation that requires him sucking on something (preferably a cock, but a finger or sucker or something will do) at all times. The other sirens start to train him not only on being a girl, but eventually on being a siren as well.
I said before that I could probably expand this into a novel if I wanted to. I'd just have to slow down the pace of some events and so forth. It is the only story of these that has chapters. A few are broken into parts, but no others have chapters. Why? I don't know. Nor do I care.
The second story in the book starts out as one of those black comedies I sometimes do. There's an old couple and the wife has the husband go to see a therapist. The therapist decides something radical needs done, so he turns the guy into a young woman and his wife into a younger version of herself. Then he has them work at a strip club so they can get the fire back in their marriage or something.
After that it kind of starts getting dark. I was going to write a mega-happy ending, but then decided to do a twist that ends it on a darker note. It is indeed black comedy.
Incidentally, the guy is turned into Kari Chomar from my K entry and the strip club is lifted from the first Perfect Worlds book. Now you know...and knowing's half the battle!
I have a sequel slated for this but I keep putting it off. At some point I'll get around to it. Or not. Whatever.
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2 comments:
Dang. Don't mess with The Sirens!
At least justice was served again (in the worst way.)
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