Sunday 13 December 2015

DA - Demontroll Pic Story Blurb

Demontroll is a 3D artist over on DeviantArt who does some wonderful 'Happy Peril' pics about girls very eagerly putting themselves into all kinds of perilous & bloody situations. His recent 'Kitchen Funtime' picture tickled my brain and has resulted in a short story.

Here is the picture:

And here is the story:
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"Grrr..." Aimee growled, gaze flicking enviously from her own modest bust to the oversized melons of the cute blonde girl in the kitchen.

"What's up?" The blonde girl asked, eyebrow raised, concern on her face and great big boobs thrusting out as she stood, naked, in the kitchen.

"Oh, um, nothing." Aimee blushed, embarrased that she'd been heard.

"Oh come on, you can tell me." The blonde girl cooed, stepping up to Aimee and grinding her great big boobs into her as she gave a conciliatory hug.

"It's, um, your boobs - they're so much bigger than mine!" Aimee blurted.

"They are a bit aren't they?" The blonde girl grinned, proudly thrusting her chest out to show off her huge rack.

"Yeah, but with you flaunting them and mine being... kinda small. I'm feeling all inadequate and frustrated." Aimee pouted.

"Oh? Oh my gosh! I'm so sorry - I didn't mean to make you feel bad!" The blonde girl blurted, looking shocked and upset that she'd hurt Aimee.

"Yeah, um, well, I mean I'll be fine and everything..." Aimee grumbled.

"Wait - I have an idea!" The blonde girl declared.

"Oh?" Aimee muttered, one eyebrow raised.

"Yeah - slice my big boobs off and kill me!" The blonde girl suggested, stepping up to the nearby kitchen chopping block and leaning over it to rest her great big breasts on the wooden surface.

"Wait, what?" Aimee asked, shocked.

"My boobs are making you feel bad, right? So chop them off! Then kill me too - that'll teach me to upset a babe like you, right?" She asked, grinning as she bounced her hips eagerly while keeping her boobs resting on the block.

"Well, yeah, that probably would do it." Aimee replied, picking up a nice big carving blade and pressing it to the upper-curve of the eager blonde babe's full bust.

"Perfect! Go for it - make me pay for having such big boobies. Slice them off and kill me for being so annoying!" The girl enthused, gasping in pain as Aimee began carving into her oversized chest.

"Ohhh... Oh this does feel good." Aimee purred as, with steady strokes, she sliced into the girl's great big breasts.

"Nnngh! Oh wow this hurts!" The blonde girl cried, lean body tensing as she struggled to hold her chest in place for Aimee to carve. "Nnngh! I hope you're enjoying this..."

"Definitely!" Aimee enthused, smiling eagerly as she sliced the blonde girl's large boobs off. "You stupid bimbo with your oversized tits. I'm loving slicing your titties right off so you'll be a flat-chested bimbo when I'm done with you."

"Urgh! That's the s*OW!*-spirit!" The blonde girl gasped, smiling through the pain as her chest was carved off. "Hurt me and enjoy it! Oh, and you're going to kill me too, right?"

"Oh! Right, yes. Once your tits are off, I'll kill you for daring to make my breasts and I feel inadequate." Aimee nodded, blade nearly through the blonde girl's great ripe breasts as she continued to slice through the ripe, red, meat of the pretty girl's chest.

"GGhhhh! Good!" The blonde girl gasped, smiling up at Aimee eagerly. "I hope killing me leaves you feeling great about yourse-AHHH!" Her voice trailed off into an amazed gasp as she watched the fine globes of her great big breasts tumble from her chest to settle on the chopping block.

"Oh YES! Oh, wow it feels good to have you cut down to being titless!" Aimee blurted, smiling happily as she looked at the bloody patches on the pretty blonde girl's once-full chest.

"Ohhh... Mmm... Oh good, I'm glad." The pretty blonde moaned, writhing in pain from the damage to her chest. "Now, what about killing me?" She asked, eyes shining eagerly.

"Oh yes," Aimee nodded, grabbing the girl by the back of the head and pressing the bloody knife blade to her throat, "I'm going to enjoy that too."

"Oh good, go for i*Ullghhhrk!*" The blonde girl's voice turned into a wet gurgle as Aimee stroked the blade into her throat - slicing deep into her tender flesh and pulsing arteries.

The blonde girl's smile wavered, and her hands twitched as she clutched them behind her back, as her blood began to pump freely down her chest, then returned as she pressed her neck into Aimee's blade to let herself be killed.

"Oh yes... Oh you stupid bimbo, you're going to be so dead for daring leave me feeling inadequate..." Aimee moaned as she stroked her blade through the blonde girl's neck.

Beaming beautifically at the pleasure in Aimee's voice, the blonde girl gurgled past gouts of blood as her neck was sliced, sliced and finally severed - a crunch of vertebrae as it came free into Aimee's hand.

Aimee beamed, holding up the blonde's severed head as the girl's titless body fell, spasming, to the ground at her feet.

"I feel much better now that you're titless and dead.." Aimee grinned, giggling as the blonde girl managed to smile back at her.

"And now that you're nothing but cuts of meat, it's time to dispose of you." Aimee said, holding the blonde girl's severed head over a trash can full of food scraps. She dropped the girl's still-responding head into the bin and smirked as the girl looked up at her with a smile, then she closed the lid and turned back to the kitchen.

...only to find it filled with a bevy of naked, busty, beauties.

"That looked really hot!" Gushed a busty babe with fire-red hair. "Do, um, my boobs leave you feeling inadequate?" She asked, thrusting her very ample chest out and turning side-to-side to show it off.

"Ummm..." Aimee muttered, gaze flicking from her own modest bust to the girl's large, firm, breasts.

"Because if they do, I'm totally fine with you carving them off and killing me." The redhead offered, stepping up to the chopping block with an eager glint in her eyes.

"Mmm... Oh, yes, me too." Chimed in another busty redhead, this one with soft pink nipples and her long red locks falling freely to tease the tops of her full breasts.

"And me!" Blurted a busty dark-skinned beauty as she stepped up and cupped her large breasts as though to offer them up. "It's really important to us that you feel good about yourself," she added, "and we're all very willing to help out by letting you do whatever it takes."

"You bet we are!" The flame-haired babe nodded as she leaned her full breasts onto the chopping block. "Go on," she urged, clasping her hands behind her back, "do it."

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Like it? Hate it? GIFT? Speak up!

Cheers,
Bill

Saturday 21 November 2015

Vore House - Uncharted Island - Director's Cut

Vore House was a DeviantArt group about a survivor-style TV show where the girls were eaten when they were voted off. Sexy fun and I was happy to contribute a story.

It was, for reasons, shut down by DA but continues in spirit with VoreCreator - one of the group founders.

His recent 'Vore House - Uncharted Island' series just wrapped the end of Round 3 and I was happy to be able to contribute a "Director's Cut" writing snippet to extend the delicious end of a character from 4-5 lines into something a little more verbose.

You can find the full chapter end here: Vore House - Uncharted Island - End Of Round Three

And here's about half of my writing contribution.

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The slugs rained down on her, landing with a series of wet *sput* noises amidst delighted gasps from the vore-loving beauty.

"Ohhh... Amazing!" She gasped, staring in delight as their sticky, slimy bodies moved across her curvy form.

Grunting in pain as they began to feast on her amazing body she bit her lip and let her fantasy overwhelm the painful bites with waves of pleasure.

As Tiffany moaned and writhed beneath the growing blanket of ravenous slugs, a rather large slug found its way to her nether reign. Gasping as she felt it push into her, she cried out in pure pleasure as the thick slug proceeded to slowly force its slick way up into her glistening pussy.

"OOhhHHHhHHHhooohhH!" Tiffany cried, hips shuddering from the delicious violation. Feeling the slug take a bite inside her, she beamed and reveled in her surrender to them as a vore girl should - as their food.
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You can find the rest of Tiffany's gleeful consumption, and more about her run in Vore House, here: Vore House - Uncharted Island - End Of Round Three

Feel free to follow VoreCreator's excellent series over at his DA page where you can vote for which girl goes next and even chime in on how she will go!

Cheers.
Bill

Thursday 19 November 2015

Superheroine Slaughter?

This example of D/s and the eroticism of losing control just rolled through my head.

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"What's the party called again?" Maid Lily asked as she and Avenging Angel strode towards the giant warehouse complex.

"It's a Superheroine Slaughter party." Avenging Angel replied, an eager smile teasing at her lush lips as she ran her hands down her curvy form.

"That's a crazy name!" Maid Lily laughed, her ample bosom jiggling enticingly in her lace top as she did. "Why is it called that?"

"Because it's all about slaughtering superheroines like us." Avenging Angel purred, full hips wriggling eagerly.

"Ha-ha! But, thanks to our super formula injections, we're all indestructible - bullets bounce off of us and we can use train tracks as toothpicks! So, what's the joke?" Maid Lily asked, bemused by the idea and curious why her sexy compatriot was so keyed up.

"No joke. And, that's the point." Avenging Angel replied. "At this party, you can die."

"Whaaat?!? How?" Maid Lily gasped, a surge running up her spine at the thought.

"Party secret. But, it works. Remember Dashette?" Avenging Angel asked.

"Yes! She's the sexy red blur from Chicago!" Maid Lily nodded.

"Was." Avenging Angel corrected. "And tonight Autumn Wild has promised me a game of chess with the winner getting to end the life of the loser in any way they choose."

"Either you or the Maid of the Grove will die tonight?!?" Maid Lily blurted, eyes huge. "That's... that's c-"

"So fucking hot." Avenging Angel moaned, hunger in her voice. "Feeling risk again? Peril? Knowing that, for the first time in ages your life and limb depend on what's about to happen? Ohhh... oh yes. I'll have some of that."

"That's... that's..."

"What's happening at this party. Come on girl, let's risk death to live a little." Avenging Angel purred, leading Maid Lily by the hand and into the party.
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I blame Kathyrne and her peril art for a big part of this.

But, the point is that when someone has great power and control, letting go of it all can be the sexiest damn thing in the world.

Cheers,
Bill

Wednesday 28 October 2015

In lieu of writing...

I've been doing some very basic photo manips.






They are simpler than writing a story and, for me, easy enough to slap together.

Thoughts? Comments? Requests?

I've been doing some writing so I hope to post more soon. We'll see!

Tuesday 22 September 2015

So, Dicks.

Specifically, chicks with dicks.

Futa.

I've been writing about them lately.

Specifically, about chicks with dicks gleefully having their dicks cut off.

To make all the 'magic*' happen, I've concocted a few new toys that make it work.

I'm still wrapping a few items up but one of them has turned into a futa-gore comic strip.
So, can anybody here point me towards a good futa artist who is willing to work with a nutbar like me?

Email away: FrictionByBill@gmail.com

Also, in the interest of sharing some pr0n, here's where I've been digging up some futa inspiration:
Feel free to share links of your own if you have some.

Cheers,
Bill

*dick-chopping-off

Saturday 6 June 2015

Exclusive Batbabe Comic Commission!

Thanks to everybody who has been buying my story bundles I've been able to commission the talented (and sexy!) Jessy Dee to create an exclusive custom Batbabe comic.

This comic features the famously sexy Batbabe, Batteen and Arctic Fox (created in collaboration with the real-life model Jenny Poussin!) getting themselves into some trouble at a club. If you know what I like, then you'll know what to expect. Only this time rendered in gorgeous 3D graphics in collaboration with Jessy.

Here's a preview:


Like it? $5 and the 5-page comic is yours!


Email FrictionByBill@gmail.com for details on how to make this happen.

Also - the more people buy this the more fantastic collaborations you can expect from Jessy and I in the future. *subtle hint*

Cheers,
Bill

Sunday 26 April 2015

Story packages!


I have finally gone through my stories and sorted 90% of them into packaged bundles so I can sell them.

You can buy my death pr0n/cannibalism/gore erotica here: Buy Bill's Stories!

Here are, for the record, the available packages:

The short list of packages is:
Amazons 01 - $5
Asphyx 01 - $3
Meatgirls 01 - $5
Meatgirls 02 - $5
Meatgirls 03 - $5
Playthings 01 - $5
Playthings 02 - $5
Poppers $1
Vore $4
The Wall $2

The Meat Party $5










On the linked page above I have, for each package, listed the stories that are in it and, roughly, what each story is about. I have also included page-counts, image #s and what I feel is a fair price for each bundle.

For the record, I did not create any of the images, nor are they mine. I am including them as a value-add for this but the core of what is available here is my writing.

So, check it out and let me know if you want anything.
Cheers,
Bill (who is feeling oddly awkward about selling his writing...)

Saturday 14 February 2015

Photo Captions

Bill is not an artist.

Bill is a writer.

But, Bill can use Photoshop well enough to add words to a picture!

This picture was, for the record, found on the excellent kimberlycurves.tumblr.com



Not sure what the Wall is? Go read Bill's absurdly popular story: The Wall

Bill also talks about himself in the third person sometimes.

Thoughts? Comments? Should Bill stick to writing? Post away or email me at FrictionByBill@gmail.com

Tuesday 20 January 2015

Selling Story Bundles?

Hello all,

So, I'm thinking of bundling up my stories and selling them in various themed packages.

This way, if you want to get your hands on a selection of my work without slogging through the internet to find all the individual pieces, you can toss me a couple bucks and get an entire collection in a handy format.

Thoughts? Comments? Vitriolic cries of rage?

FrictionByBill@gmail.com - give me your worst!

Cheers,
Bill

Party Whackum - Chapter 01

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*CHAPTER_01*

"Hey Wendy!" Amy called to her incredibly busty blonde friend across the room of dancing partyers.

"Oh hey Amy, what's up?" Wendy asked with a bright smile as she writhed her toned, silver PVC-clad, body through the crowd.

"I've got a great big favor to ask you." Amy explained, eyes flicking to Wendy's bulging cleavage as she wrapped an arm around the busty babe's trim waist. Pulling her eyes back to Wendy's pretty face, she lead the incredibly busty beauty to the basement stairs.

"Oh yeah?..." Wendy asked, one eyebrow raised curiously and a proud smirk on her face at Amy's preoccupation with her bust as she let herself be lead down to the basement.

"You see, Suzy and Gwen have cobbled together a Whackum toy from what they saw online and it's ready to go - but we need a girl with a great big set of tits to take the top slot!" Amy explained as they hit the basement party where people were scantily-clad at best and a number of bizarre games were going on.