Fairy tales are very hot right now. The American television
shows "Once Upon A Time" and "Grimm" are big hits.
"Beauty and the Beast" is the latest fairy tale to grace the small
screen. For kicks, I write fan fiction based on "Once Upon A Time".
If you'd like to read it, here's my profile with links to the free stories:
http://www.fanfiction.net/~rainshowers
I have started a series of erotic retellings of fairy tales.
My very first fiction ever published was an erotic retelling of Cinderella. It
was entitled "Happily Ever After" and it was about Cinderella's
miserable life after the fancy wedding. Suffice to say her fairy tale dreams
didn't come true, and she attracted the attention of a magical sex coach to set
her on the right path. This coach was no frumpy fairy godmother! I plan to
rework that story and self-publish it as a stand-alone. I also wrote a short
story entitled "Fountain Of Youth" based on a Japanese fairy tale by
the same name. And finally, I wrote "Purr", a short erotic retelling
of Puss In Boots. This story covers only a portion of the fairy tale - the
business with the ogre. That story is my most popular to date, more proof that
fairy tales are a hot ticket at the moment.
Puss In Boots has always been one of my favorite fairy tales
because I love cats. I wanted one when I was a kid but was never allowed to
have one. The closest I came to having a cat were my hamsters and my salmonella
turtle. Not exactly the cuddliest of creatures. "Purr" is more of an
exercise in creating a cat-based character and "Trouble In Thigh High
Boots" explores a similar character and her life in much more depth.
Cats are fascinating. After all, as Terry Pratchett aptly
observed, cats were once revered as gods and they never forgot that fact. Cats
have a sauntering walk and a spring in their step. Most of them are graceful
although I've known a few clumsy cats. They had four left paws. They can be
vicious killers one second and delightful purr boxes the next. The nature of
cats and my own observations of their behavior influenced my characters Muca
(from "Purr") and Tita (from "Trouble In Thigh High Boots").
These two shapeshifting women are alluring, sexy, and cunning. They shift from
cat to woman and back again when the situation demands it. They are independent
and don't take kindly to being tied down. They don't like water. They are
confident. They suffer neither fools nor threats. I've always wanted to take
the most fascinating qualities of a cat and transform them into a shapeshifting
character. Hence, "Purr" and "Trouble In Thigh High
Boots". Both the short story and
the novella are great reads. I hope you enjoy them.
Here are buy links, blog category listing, and a blurb for
"Purr":
Buy Links:
Purr Blog
Category:
Blurb:
The alluring puss
in boots Muca aspired for her master to become the richest and most
respected man in the land, but her job was cut out for her. Could she
convince the local farmers to trust in her against the vicious ogre who
ruled the region?
The success of "Purr" is what prompted me to write
two novella-length fairy tales; one based on Rapunzel and another complete
version of Puss In Boots. "Climbing Her Tower" is my erotic version
of Rapunzel, and "Trouble In Thigh High Boots" is my erotic version
of Puss In Boots.
Here are buy links, a blurb, and an excerpt from
"Trouble In Thigh High Boots".
Buy Links:
Coming
soon: Barnes and Noble, Kobo, Apple, and AllRomanceEbooks
Blurb:
Tita is a
Puss In Boots with a little something extra. Being a magical creature, she
shifts from a kitty into the form of an alluring, ginger-haired woman when the
situation demands it. And what a situation she finds herself in! Her new master
Dylan is a poor man who needs a boost in the world. Sly Tita uses her seductive
wiles to pass him off to the villagers and the king as the Marquis of Carabas
in order to help both of them gain their fortunes. Her plan is not without its
problems. Dylan's malicious brother, Zane, lusts after Tita, and he wants her
all to himself, but she refuses to succumb to his treachery. Being a cat first
and foremost, she purrs in the arms of her many lovers but her heart belongs to
only one man - the king. She hopes that in ensuring Dylan his lofty place in
the world the king finds a place in his heart for her. Her life becomes an
erotic adventure in reaching her goals.
Excerpt:
Her stiletto
heels clicked on the hardwood floor, attracting the king's attention. When he
turned toward her, her heart nearly stopped at the unabashed thrilled look on
his face when he set eyes on her. She sniffed the air and smelled castile soap
and fragrant oil of rosemary. If I didn't know better, I'd think he expected
me. Maybe his knights told him I was on my way.
"Ah,
cat, you have returned! How delightful!" The king's jolly laugh boomed
around the high-ceilinged room. "My sister told me she saw you on the
road. Your rabbits were absolutely delicious. I saved a morsel in case you
returned."
She smiled
and batted her lashes at him. Stop it! You're acting like a peckish school
girl with a bad crush! "You are too kind, Your Highness. Before I
accept your gracious offer of food, might I offer you another present from the
Marquis of Carabas?"
"Another
present? Your Marquis is quite impressive. First, the fattest rabbits I've seen
in these parts in a long time, and now more gifts! Yes, please, do show me what
you have to offer."
Oh, I'll
show you much more than you expect, sire. She lifted her knapsack and prepared to open it, but hesitated. The
king looked dejected.
"What's
wrong?"
"I want
this gift to be a special surprise for you, sire, but I can't have you looking
at me when I give it to you."
"Well,
what shall we do then?"
"I had
an idea." She opened the knapsack a tiny bit, reached inside, and pulled
out a silk blindfold. "How about we play a game?"
He clapped
his hands. "I love games! Cat, you are quite the adventuress!"
Little do
you know… "I do my
best, Your Highness." She held the blindfold between her claws. "May
I approach you and slip this over your eyes, sire?"
"Of
course you may."
"You
trust me?"
"Why
shouldn't I?"
"How do
you know I won't shield your eyes and then slit your throat?"
"Because
there's something special about you, cat. I can't put my finger on it, but you
are very intriguing. I'm willing to trust you with my life."
Her heart
melted at his words, and she took great pride in feeling his affection even
though he had not yet seen her in her human form. What would he think of her
once he saw her long legs, full breasts, and thick tawny hair? Would he ravish
her when he felt the warmth from her heart and tasted the sweetness of her
breath? How would he react to the tenderness she longed to give him?
When would he
remember her, if he remembered her at all? She had never spoken to him or
shifted in front of him when she lived in the castle. Her heart ached with love
and memories of his tender caresses and playful roughhousing. If only he
recalled her!
She walked to
him as he sat in his favorite chair, and then she leapt onto his lap. He ran
his fingers through her long fur without thinking twice about it, as many
humans did when accosted by a cat, although certainly not most. She had met her
share of men and women who beat her and threw pans of water at her. Zane's face
flashed into her mind. When would she see him again? Tita knew he would make
another appearance soon, aware of his cruelty and greed. She shook her head and
quickly shoved his memory away. She would not allow him room in her head to
ruin her time with the king.
Thankfully,
her king was not cruel. She purred with pleasure as he scratched her behind her
ears. Ooooh, he found my most sensitive sweet spot! I can't stand it! Let me
at him! In a fit of arousal, she rubbed her mouth against his hand, leaving
her scent on his skin.
She stared
into his deep blue eyes and paused before lifting her blindfold. I wonder if
he can see into my soul when he gazes into my eyes. One look will show him a
world he's never before seen. She gazed at him, wishing he could read her
mind, to sense the love she felt for him.
"You
have lovely eyes, cat. The color of a deep sea – quiet on the surface, but I
suspect there is quite a bit of turmoil in those depths." He ran one hand
over her back, stroking her length until she arched in response. "Your
eyes are very human. Long-lashed and expressive. Are you enchanted?"
"In a
way, sire, yes I am. But I'm not cursed. I can give you what you need."
"And
what might that be?"
"Let me
show you." She slipped the blindfold over his eyes and waited for him to
sit back and relax. When his breathing eased, she curled into his lap, placing
both paws on his shoulders. "Don't be afraid. And whatever you do, don't
remove the blindfold. I'm about to give you my surprise."
As her body
lengthened and stretched, she stroked his hair. Paws elongated into palms and
fingers and she scratched his scalp with her long nails. He moaned and curled
his head into her embrace, but as her furry body grew into curvy feminine form,
he backed away with a gasp of alarm.
"Please
don't be afraid," she whispered in a deep, mellow voice that sang in his
ear. "I won't hurt you." She guided his hands from his sides to her
bare hips. "Touch me. Feel me."
