writerotica
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Hello,
I am looking for an editor willing to review and edit a story I wrote about a "werewolf", of sorts. The story is not Erotic Horror and does not contain a fanged, furry creature. Rather, it is the story about a man who undergoes improved physical and mental transformations at every full moon and who scours the streets and neighborhoods in search of sexual gratification. While the story is not graphic, it does contain elements of incest, mind control and mild non-consensual.
Below is an excerpt from my story to give an idea of my writing style. For more on my styles, please see my other stories. If you are interested, please post a reply or contact me via my profile. Thank you in advance!!!
Here is the excerpt:
“Whoa! Easy there fella! You might hurt yourself!” the male voice said from a small opening separating the wagon’s cab and rear holding compartment. The officer laughed and slid shut the small door of the opening. Michael wailed again and again, each time gathering strength as he pulled on the ties that bound him. Finally, they all snapped and he leaped to his feet. He began pounding into the sides of the wagon, so hard in fact, that he put dents in its side. His jumping around and ferocious pounding caused the already unstable wagon to begin swerving as the male officer, who was in the passenger seat, slid open the door again. Miffed, he yelled “What the fuck are you….,” before stopping in mid sentence. The wagon regained control, as the male officer blinked a few times and said, “He’s gone!”
“What?” replied his partner, who was driving.
“He’s gone! He’s gone!! Stop the fucking car!!!”
“How could he be gone?” said his partner pulling into a dark, desolate alley and coming to a screeching halt. Both stared into the empty rear compartment. “Fuck me,” said the driver.
Both officers go out of the vehicle and made their way to the door in the back. The male officer spoke. “You cover me. I’ll try the taser again. Captain wants him alive if possible, but if he makes any attempt to harm us, plug him full of lead,” he said to his partner. Opening the door, they swung it open and saw nothing.
“How can that be…?” said the second partner holding the gun. Unbeknownst to the officers, Michael was inside, wedged against the top, rear seam of the compartment, just above the door. His incredible strength and pliable physique allowed him to contort and hold himself steady until they entered. Both officers stepped into the rear compartment, and immediately out of nowhere a blur flashed before them. The image danced all around the compartment rendering confusion between the officers who tried to make sense of what was happening. Suddenly, the officer holding the taser was struck in the head and collapsed, unconscious. Before the second officer could register what was happening, the gun they were holding was struck, hurling it out of the wagon and into the street. Michael came to a sudden stop between the door and the officer, who was now panting in fear. Michael’s eyes were wild. His breathing erratic as he fought to even it out. As he settled down, he noticed the officer staring back at him was a woman. At once, Michael’s naked cock hardened. The officer alternated her gaze between Michael’s hardening cock and his eyes, her mind beginning to cloud as her pussy spasmed with unexplainable and uncontrollable urges.
In a flash, Michael ripped the officer’s clothes to shreds with repeated swaths, causing her to scream over and over. When he was done, the officer stood panting. Not a mark was on her. But her clothes were tattered to shreds, revealing her near naked and amazing body, underneath. Very large breasts seemed constrained by a too small red lace bra. Matching, lace g-string panties barely covered her pussy, as their French-cut straps curved sexily around her hips. Michael swiftly approached the officer and roughly grabbed a large breast. Mauling the tender flesh in his hand, the officer closed her eyes and threw her head back. Her hat flew off as Michael ran his other hand into her tightly wound hair, causing her pins to fall out. Her beautiful blonde locks tumbled down to her shoulders as she opened her eyes and, grinning, gazed seductively into Michael’s eyes. Lust suddenly filled her every pore. Michael ripped off the bra and panties as the police officer gasped. “Mmmm!!!” she moaned as Michael sucked her stiff nipple, while his rigid cock grazed her pussy lips. She moaned again at the feel of Michael’s cock grazing her lips and whispered, “Please…hurry…I need to feel you inside me!!!” Michael shoved the officer against the side of the compartment wall, but was suddenly caught off-guard as the officer, in response, used a trained maneuver to tackle him onto his back. Thinking he was duped, Michael raised his torso slightly in an effort to stand. But the officer had crawled down with him and straddled his hips, resting on his groin. Grabbing his shoulders, she slammed him down into the floor of the wagon. Michael looked into the lust filled eyes of the beautiful officer staring down at him. Her wicked smile gave no indication that she was about to follow procedure.
I am looking for an editor willing to review and edit a story I wrote about a "werewolf", of sorts. The story is not Erotic Horror and does not contain a fanged, furry creature. Rather, it is the story about a man who undergoes improved physical and mental transformations at every full moon and who scours the streets and neighborhoods in search of sexual gratification. While the story is not graphic, it does contain elements of incest, mind control and mild non-consensual.
Below is an excerpt from my story to give an idea of my writing style. For more on my styles, please see my other stories. If you are interested, please post a reply or contact me via my profile. Thank you in advance!!!
Here is the excerpt:
“Whoa! Easy there fella! You might hurt yourself!” the male voice said from a small opening separating the wagon’s cab and rear holding compartment. The officer laughed and slid shut the small door of the opening. Michael wailed again and again, each time gathering strength as he pulled on the ties that bound him. Finally, they all snapped and he leaped to his feet. He began pounding into the sides of the wagon, so hard in fact, that he put dents in its side. His jumping around and ferocious pounding caused the already unstable wagon to begin swerving as the male officer, who was in the passenger seat, slid open the door again. Miffed, he yelled “What the fuck are you….,” before stopping in mid sentence. The wagon regained control, as the male officer blinked a few times and said, “He’s gone!”
“What?” replied his partner, who was driving.
“He’s gone! He’s gone!! Stop the fucking car!!!”
“How could he be gone?” said his partner pulling into a dark, desolate alley and coming to a screeching halt. Both stared into the empty rear compartment. “Fuck me,” said the driver.
Both officers go out of the vehicle and made their way to the door in the back. The male officer spoke. “You cover me. I’ll try the taser again. Captain wants him alive if possible, but if he makes any attempt to harm us, plug him full of lead,” he said to his partner. Opening the door, they swung it open and saw nothing.
“How can that be…?” said the second partner holding the gun. Unbeknownst to the officers, Michael was inside, wedged against the top, rear seam of the compartment, just above the door. His incredible strength and pliable physique allowed him to contort and hold himself steady until they entered. Both officers stepped into the rear compartment, and immediately out of nowhere a blur flashed before them. The image danced all around the compartment rendering confusion between the officers who tried to make sense of what was happening. Suddenly, the officer holding the taser was struck in the head and collapsed, unconscious. Before the second officer could register what was happening, the gun they were holding was struck, hurling it out of the wagon and into the street. Michael came to a sudden stop between the door and the officer, who was now panting in fear. Michael’s eyes were wild. His breathing erratic as he fought to even it out. As he settled down, he noticed the officer staring back at him was a woman. At once, Michael’s naked cock hardened. The officer alternated her gaze between Michael’s hardening cock and his eyes, her mind beginning to cloud as her pussy spasmed with unexplainable and uncontrollable urges.
In a flash, Michael ripped the officer’s clothes to shreds with repeated swaths, causing her to scream over and over. When he was done, the officer stood panting. Not a mark was on her. But her clothes were tattered to shreds, revealing her near naked and amazing body, underneath. Very large breasts seemed constrained by a too small red lace bra. Matching, lace g-string panties barely covered her pussy, as their French-cut straps curved sexily around her hips. Michael swiftly approached the officer and roughly grabbed a large breast. Mauling the tender flesh in his hand, the officer closed her eyes and threw her head back. Her hat flew off as Michael ran his other hand into her tightly wound hair, causing her pins to fall out. Her beautiful blonde locks tumbled down to her shoulders as she opened her eyes and, grinning, gazed seductively into Michael’s eyes. Lust suddenly filled her every pore. Michael ripped off the bra and panties as the police officer gasped. “Mmmm!!!” she moaned as Michael sucked her stiff nipple, while his rigid cock grazed her pussy lips. She moaned again at the feel of Michael’s cock grazing her lips and whispered, “Please…hurry…I need to feel you inside me!!!” Michael shoved the officer against the side of the compartment wall, but was suddenly caught off-guard as the officer, in response, used a trained maneuver to tackle him onto his back. Thinking he was duped, Michael raised his torso slightly in an effort to stand. But the officer had crawled down with him and straddled his hips, resting on his groin. Grabbing his shoulders, she slammed him down into the floor of the wagon. Michael looked into the lust filled eyes of the beautiful officer staring down at him. Her wicked smile gave no indication that she was about to follow procedure.
