Futanari Convent Book 1 & 2

Futanari ConventWhen I was preparing to notify the world <cough cough> about my latest book I came across two reviews that I hadn’t read. Surprised me. I thought Amazon was supposed to notify me when a review was put on my author’s page. Regardless, need to do a little crowing. The reviews were written March 31, 2018 while these two books were written March 10, 2016 and March 18, 2016. Wow. Two years ago. And yes, during this period I was putting out one book a week. This was before I discovered Second Life hahahahaaha. It does my heart good to know I am still being read.

 

Beauty in Ruins reviewed Futanari Convent Book 1: Transition: A Futa Fantasy

 A perversion that enhances the trappings of faith rather than condemns them March 31, 2018
Damn. This was a fantastic story, with an incredible amount of detail in establishing the kinky scenario and the blasphemous setting. My only real complaint is that it is too short, especially in the second part.

With Futanari Convent Book 1: Transition, Isabella Belucci introduces us to an alternate timeline where futanari have not only become the next stage in human evolution, but have become an accepted, integrated part of society. Young women with the right DNA anxiously await their 25th birthday to see if they will transform into sexually charged superiority.

What makes this such a fitting choice for our Hell for the Holidays theme is the ways Belucci has sexualized the setting, the costumes, and the practices of a traditional convent, turning it into a safe place for these young women to be guided through their transformation. Those little details are absolutely glorious, from the black latex fetishized nun’s outfits, to the rosary beads with the futa symbol pendants, to the futanari commandments, to the whole new level of worship required of a true Mother Superior. It is all sex-positive and gender-positive, a perversion that enhances the trappings of faith rather than condemns them (although purists will still find cause to be offended).

 

Futanari Convent 2

Beauty in Ruins reviewed Futanari Convent Book 2: A New World: A Futa Fantasy

While the first book, Transition, served as an introduction to the new world, it also served as an introduction to Jessica – a young woman on the cusp of her 25th birthday. She is oh-so-eager to become futa, and her experiences with Mother Superior and the other Sisters have only stoked the fires of her desires.

Futanari Convent Book 2: A New World opens with that pivotal birthday, a day that seems disappointingly like any other, sending Jessica to bed with a heavy heart and pains in her stomach. Those pains only get worse, until she passes out from exhaustion. Minor spoiler, perhaps, but if you did not expect her to wake up futa, then you were not reading the same series!

There is not a lot of story to this second half of the story, but what it does offer is some of the must succulent sex scenes Isabella Belucci has ever shared. As was the case with her fetishizing of the convent (which does continue here with ritualized bloodletting and recitation of the futa commandments), it is the little details that make this so rewarding. Things like the almost scalding heat of futa fluids, the massive swelling of breasts, the inhuman size of their futa members, and the insatiable lust of their transformed bodies.

While there are only 2 stories in the Futanari Convent series, the characters do return in the Mother Superior trilogy – Futa v. Vampire, Decisions, and Confrontation – which I am eager to check out next.

Thank you Beauty in Ruins for your thoughts and kind words. <mwahh> These books are available on Amazon.

Writing News

A New BeginningI’ve published a new book, a new genre, a new pen name, on Amazon. A New Beginning by Robin Sweets. After a great deal of reflection, I decided to go with a different name from Isabella Belucci. Why? Because while I have fans (yes, I actually do!) that buy my books as soon as they come online, they are following my trans/futa erotic romances. I figured, perhaps incorrectly, that the type to read about giant male appendages on a female may not be interested in a love affair between two regular women. No extra parts. No massive anything.

Yes, i wrote a lesbian erotic romance. Shorter than I liked but that is how the story revealed itself to me. I will start on part two to bring these two lovebirds together.

Blurb

Rachel is a woman in search for love. Tai is in search of a new life. Chance brings these two together. Facing down a man to rescue Tai, Rachel finds it much more challenging helping her discover love with another woman. 

Tai finds the prospect frightening. A completely alien concept to her, she panics when taken to a lesbian club for the first time Yet… her curiosity is aroused. Can Rachel cautiously show Tai that love is love?

Excerpt

“Do you want to talk? Or just sit here? Sitting is ok.” Tai chewed on her lower lip, eyes looking at her hands twisting in her lap. Rachel had learned the signs. Tai was thinking. Considering. I’ll remain quiet and let her work this out.

“Lesbianism. Girls kissing and… you know. Doing stuff. I don’t understand it. How do you make love?”

“It’s the same as with a man. All the good parts of sex with none of the ugly. Soft, warm, sexy. No pounding on your body, no hairy chest irritating your nipples. No grunting like a gorilla.”

“How do you know what to do?”

“Aw sweetie, you just figure it out.”

Tai scoots over next to Rachel and worked her fingers in her hair. Then she softly kisses her. Hands travel around her shoulders, casually brushing her breasts, She hefts one of Rachel’s tits and smiles.

The long kiss continues while they hold one hand. Breathing gets heavy. Kisses get wetter. Tai unbuttons Rachel’s blouse and pushes her hand inside the bra. Nipples are hard. She lightly circles the hard nubbin with her palm.

Tai takes Rachel’s hand and puts it on her own breasts. Rachel wraps her arms around Tai and the intensity of the kiss increases. Rachel is content to let Tai take the lead. Her pace. Her comfort zone.

Tai stands, takes her hand, and pulls her to her bedroom. Laying Rachel onto the bed, she continues to undress her. The blouse is opened fully, exposing Rachel’s pert tits, nipples hardened in passion. The kissing never stops. Rachel is breathing harder and faster, lust taking over her caution. Who is moving too fast now?!

Come join me to see how this turns out. Since characters take on a life of their own, who knows! That is the fun of writing. A New Beginning

 

Desperate Hot Futa Wife Book 1: Relief LIVE

futa-wife-book-1Advice to my writer friends: if you are like me and have a specific routine you use in writing… certain location, certain hours, certain method… never take a two-month sabbatical. It was hell getting back into the swing of my process. Sheesh.

That said, Desperate Hot Futa Wife Book 1: Relief is available for Amazon Kindle.

Plot

Miho had a problem. A husband out of work and a dwindling bank account. They couldn’t afford to wait for him to find a new job. Something had to be done now, and it was going to get done by her.

When a beautiful milf rescues her from public humiliation Miho felt duty bound to repay her. The method may have been unconventional but it was effective.

Pointed in the direction of a possible long-term solution for her financial woes, Miho sets off for a life-changing meeting.

This is a 7,000-word story of a futanari taking matters into her own hands and contains futa sex, lesbian encounter, and a threesome.

Excerpt

Janette and Amy met her at the door. Janette beamed and invited her into the room with a wave. Amy stood behind the taller quietly, studying the shapely futa.

“So glad you came. We asked for someone fresh and beautiful. And how you do fill the bill. Miho is it?”

“Yes,” Miho answered as she looked around the beautifully appointed house. Very expensively furnished.

“What do you think, Amy? Does she fill the bill?”

“Yes, Mistress. She fills the bill quite nicely.”

“How can I be of service?” she asked nervously. She hated this . . . this whoring herself out. But she had to do something. Her husband couldn’t, so it was up to her.

“Just watch, darling. That’s all.” Miho looked between the two women. They were well dressed and lovely. The smaller one kept her eyes downcast while the taller was obviously in charge. They made small talk while Amy poured wine. Nothing specific, just a general relaxing chat with each other.

“Well,” Janette finally said after the wine was gone, standing. “Shall we?”

Janette and Amy walked into the bedroom, a trail of discarded clothing marking the way for Miho to follow. She resisted the urge to pick them up and fold neatly. Not her job. Her job was to watch. This is so odd, she thought.

“Get on the bed, dear,” Janette said when Amy drew near. Her short blonde hair was stylishly mussed – model perfect. Her lingerie – white thigh high stockings, bra and panties blended with the lacy corset to present a pale vision. Janette looked on hungrily while her lean legs scaled the high mattress. Dark eyes drank in the loveliness as she positioned herself in the middle, bright eyes eagerly returning the smoldering look.

Miho stepped into the room. A chair had been set in a location to watch all the action. She sat quietly, knees together, hands resting on top. Janette’s long hair ran down her back. All she had on was a tiny patch of white panties. Her breasts stood proudly.

By the end of this book I finally was comfortable and ready to roll. <whew> Never again. If nothing else I’ll write love letters by the ream.

Check Desperate Hot Futa Wife out.

 

Cover Reveal

futa-wife-book-1Getting to the final stages of my latest book, Desperate Hot Futa Wife. Got the joy of searching my free photo sites to find some appropriately sexy to catch the eye of the casual Kindle browser. Wow. Take two months off and new photos get uploaded like crazy! I had so much to enjoy. I downloaded enough photos for a 10-book series haha. It’s a dirty job, but someone has to do it.

 

What do you think? Would you at least stop your scrolling long enough the read the title?

Miho is a futa who has problems. Her husband has been laid off and unable to find employment. Their savings is dwindling quickly and the rent is building up. If something doesn’t happen fast they are going to find themselves on the street.

While shopping for bogos at the supermarket Miho meets up with an older woman who performs an act of kindness. Going to her home the next day, Miho pays her back… with interest. Impressed, the woman gives her a business card that just may be the answer to Miho’s prayers.

 

A Couple of 5-Star Reviews

Always like to see these, however short. I thank you Deiron very much. May a futa visit you soon!

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Customer Review

5.0 out of 5 stars Five Stars, November 1, 2016
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This review is from: Mother Superior Book 3: Confrontation (Kindle Edition)
Nice continuation of the previous 2 story’s. Worth for a continuation of this;

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Customer Review

5.0 out of 5 stars Five Stars, November 1, 2016
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This review is from: Futanari Convent Book 1: Transition: A Futa Fantasy (Kindle Edition)
Nice story.

 

 

 

Mother Superior Book 3: Confrontation LIVE

mother-superior-3Those vampires are at it again. In Mother Superior Book 3: Confrontation they just escape their pursuers, move to another home only to find out they are being tracked. Aurora is teaching her fledgling and lover Diavola how to stalk. Sister Shannon runs into the vampire hunters at a grocery store and rushes to tell Aurora. She has an idea. Can Diavola pull it off?

Blurb

The vampire family of Aurora, Diavola and Shannon had fled ahead of the hunters of Deacon Rowe. Aurora has the duty of fending off his attacks and providing for their safety, all while training the fledgling Diavola. Could she avoid a confrontation? Or were they destined to meet them head on. When the decisive moment comes a surprising Diavola solves their problem.

This is a 7,500-word book about futa and vampire love. It contains inter-species sex and blood.

Excerpt

The two dark clad figures crossed the deserted road that passed the ancient edifice. They entered the park where Aurora waited, grinning, naked, skin gleaming in the moonlight. Her mate has performed well. Hunting. Stalking. Now procuring her futa feeding. Aurora was pleased.

The meal came to stand in front of Aurora. She presented her neck, pulling aside her cowl to access. Diavola moved to their side to observe. When the vampire’s fangs popped through the skin Diavola felt a surge herself, a jealousy, a sympathetic need to feed. She pushed it aside. Her Maker was paramount.

Aurora’s eyes stared dreamily at Diavola communicating understanding between them. A passion now shared, the feedback grew stronger like bad audio at a rock concert. Diavola sensed the change in herself. Just minutes before there was compassion for the young futa nun. A remembrance of her past life. Now there was just hunger. Even lust. She had come into her own.

As the hot fluid poured down Aurora’s throat she closed her eyes to relish the flavor. Sweet, innocent, pure . . . the blood of a futa dedicated to chastity. As her stomach filled so did her vampire cock. It grew, thickened, lengthened and began a slow throbbing. It reached its limit. Then the futa blood kicked in. As Diavola watched the large erection morphed into a truly gigantic cock with thick ropes of veins coursing around the shaft. Balls grew and dangled.

Diavola’s passion grew strong, threatening to overtake her. Only her steely determination kept it under control. The play of emotions across Aurora’s face drew her to move close . . . close enough to smell the sweet aroma of blood.

Join in the adventure. Pick up Confrontation on Amazon. Smell the blood.

Happy #CoverReveal for 🍁 Welcome to Beantown 🍁 by P Marie and Elle Vanzandt!

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🍁 About the Book 🍁

They say the college years are what really shape a person for adulthood, and although rare, unbreakable bonds of friendship can be made.

Gianna Moretti, Alexis Cole and Shelby Lansing are about to discover just how true that is.

When the three of them are thrust together in a new city and on their own for the first time at Boston College, none of them expected to click so suddenly despite their many differences.

They also didn’t anticipate how much their lives would be changed.

Forgotten dreams, family secrets and heartbreaking fears are revealed as they grow, learn and laugh together. What started as a bond of circumstance quickly becomes something they never realized they’d all been missing –true friendship.
However, when devastation strikes, will their friendship survive?

🍁 About the Authors 🍁

About Elle Vanzandt

Elle Vanzandt grew up a Navy brat who has had the privilege of living in many places but she will always call Illinois her home. A stay-at-home mom to two amazing children, a blogger, and a writer, she wears many hats. With determination and strength taught to her by her mother, she has made it through many obstacles, always sticking with the family motto ‘pull up your bootstraps and get it done’. Writing is an adventure she could have never predicted but is enjoying the ride all the same. In her free time you can find Elle with a book in one hand and a cup of coffee in the other. Background noise is a must, usually in the form of her kids, but Netflix and country music on Spotify come in a close second and third.

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About P. Marie

P. Marie lives in a small town outside of Boston where she was born and raised. She resides in the house she grew up in with her husband of 33 years and her two fur babies, Tek and Tessie. She is the proud mother of two adult children as well. While she is a corporate girl during the day, she has become both a writer and blogger by night. P. Marie says she owes her success to her mother who taught her that if you believe in yourself, you can achieve anything.

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