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"Oh? A Seikogami?" Ryuka murmured, taking an interest in the woman that resembled her race.
"It would seem you're not as secretive as you once thought," Carmen stated.
"No. Whoever made this photo clearly saw one of my kind," Ryuka assented and pulled back.
"Thought so," Carmen sighed and clicked away. The photo had looked convincing, almost masterfully so, however she could make out faint signs of the woman's visage being too clear. Not to mention that she lacked the wings of a Seikogami. And Carmen doubted these gods cared for clothes as she stole another glance at Ryuka's naked state. She opened the website the photoshopped image was from, hoping to find other hints at Seikogami in the human realm.
Variations on succubae met her search. All of them sharing traits with Ryuka, yet never with all of them. There were a few, seemingly legitimate, claims from the 19th century from people who claimed to have seen 'beautiful naked women, with eyes red as blood and wings like a raven's' gliding through the air with men and women in their clutches. But they were all disproven as insane ravings by doctors. Carmen felt pity for those people, knowing that they might, indeed, have been completely sane. Or perhaps they were mad and their inane visions were a mere coincidence?
Regardless, it did little to help her. The most recent alleged sighting was over a century ago with no substantial evidence. Just like the rest. Carmen moved on from them and went back to searching for similarities. Seikogami must have left their mark on humanity, no matter how cautious Ryuka claimed they were.
She came across Sirens, just as she had compared before, though they were depicted as hideous creatures that used songs to lure sailors, rather than beauty. Carmen's eyes darted to Ryuka, who found herself fascinated by the computers. The deity leaned over the barriers between monitors, ass high in the air and breasts brushing against the plastic, studying the monitors. Carmen immediately relocated her gaze back to the screen, though not before she felt a pang of desire throb within her.
Why did Ryuka have to be exactly her type? If her personality was different, and she lacked that monstrosity of a cock, Carmen wasn't sure she would be able to resist such a creature. Her mind inadvertently strayed to her first - and only - girlfriend, sending a sharp flash of lust through her body as it recalled the 'fun' it'd had. A smile pulled on her lips at the memory of when they'd almost gotten caught in the janitor's closet, but a grimace soon took its place. Carmen's eyes strayed to her open bag. Maybe the Futa Note could reunite them?
She shook her head vehemently and rushed from the room after shutting down the computer. Ryuka quickly caught up to her.
"Now that's what I wanted to see. Human ingenuity. You have access to pictures of whatever you want," Ryuka stated in awe, "No wonder your kind are getting more and more perverted over the centuries."
Carmen ignored her and hurried down the corridor. She could practically feel the Futa Note now, like it had gained several pounds, weighing on her shoulders and willpower. Is this what it's like having a 'monkey' on your back? She idly wondered, wanting nothing more than to shrug off her backpack and throw the book away. Then it could be someone else's problem. She shook her head once more, recalling the temptations that played through her mind at first. Anyone would have no doubt given in to such ideas.
"Hi!" Carmen froze in her tracks at the abrupt greeting and found herself standing almost face to face with Dakota, whose cheeks were flushed a deep red beneath her bronze skin, "Can... can I talk to you? In private."
- COMMENTS
Anonymousover 1 year agoY’know, I actually have a theory about that. Honest to god I legitimately have pondered over the subject of the recentness of various kink-types’s emergence within human culture. There are a few different reasons that each feed into each other, but I want to talk about this one: overall population size. Let’s say that someone with an inflation fetish only arises once in every 500,000 people. If the total human population is 10 million, that’s only about 20 people. But among a population of 8 billion? That’s 16 thousand people. When there were only twenty people in existence with this fetish, there would be practically no way in hell for them to bump into each other, much less make any community or content. But 16 thousand people, all of them with access to the internet? They will definitely find each other over time and intermesh into a community, and gain artists and writers to solidify their subculture. And now you have inflation porn as a dedicated kink type. Although this isn’t [just] a fetish community, this is also my explanation for the existence of furries, moreover them being recent. It also makes me think about what we’re gonna see once the one in a trillion type people start occurring with enough frequency to create a community.
Hungry_Readerover 5 years agoThat was both clever and amusing. Really enjoying the story even though I'm....fashionably late....to the party
Anonymousover 6 years agoI immensely enjoy your writing. It is fluid, thoughtful, and not to mention hits just about every fetish I have. My only disappointment is the route you take in releasing some of your content. I understand that this is an entirely profit free area, and that you have a patreon that you use to offset the detriments of posting here, but this is starting to become torturous. You tease us with little tidbits you finished a month ago, and then wait 2 weeks to continue the story. I loved the way you rolled out "A Royal Cock" one day at a time, but the way you are releasing Growing Together and the remake of Futa Note is starting to become, in my opinion, truly painful.
I do have some pointers on how you can make money though, if that is what you are aiming for with your stories. There is a man named Tefler, who has written stories in a similar vein to yours with a similar kind of model. He writes the stories, releases them on patreon first, and then on literotica. He is currently earning about 2.5 k every 2 weeks or so. The difference between you as I see it is not a difference in quality so much as you write a bit of fetish, and then you write a piece like this with no sex or eroticism at all really. Tefler wraps it all up. He puts a story together and adds sex in to complement. In balance, it leads to a truly wonderful piece of story. In contrast, you make little tidbits of story or sex and release them sparingly. If you want people to buy, you need to be selling a quality product. Your Voluptus Ludum series and A Royal Cock series are probably your best works, at least in my opinion. They both have story and hot, steamy, extreme futanari sex. You have the skills, I just don't know why you don't use them.
Well, this is just my opinion. If you disagree, then don't change anything. If anything I said hit on something interesting, then please follow up on it. It is possible to make a living on writing erotica, and if you want to do that I think you have the talent for it.
You can find Tefler on literotica with his story "Three Square Meals." He also released his first eBook on amazon; the first ten chapters of Three Square Meals.
I wish you the best of luck in your literature, and please keep the steamy sex coming. I can't find anyone with such a great grasp of what makes a good hyper futa story.
Anonymousover 6 years agoYou're one of my favorite authors on this site and I particularly love the concept and direction this seems to be going.
