Lust Bearers 2: Homeward Bound Has Been Published

I really wish this had not taken as long as it did. Honestly, I finished this book a long time ago, but a lot of things went wrong, and I could not get the cover made. What is actually happening on the other side of this wall I seem to be behind? Is there really some sort of virus that has brought the world to it's knees?

I guess I am glad I am here and not there.

"Lust Bearers 2: Homeward Bound" continues from the very moment "The Search for Ixus" leaves off. I have been doing as lot of work with my precious little Lust Bearers lately. Have you ever met one of these little guys before? Entirely cute but hedonistic as fuck.

Shortly after writing my last blog, I went out of my way to meet with Sly Heart Fox. The scene happens in a later book, so I guess you'll have to wait. What you will find in this new book is just as good and almost twice as nasty.

I'll be the first to admit that I love a lot of nasty things. I'm a pervert, and I am unashamed in that. Maximus is the god of my universe because I want him to be. He represents everything I love, and much of what I love is lewd as fuck.

"Lust Bearers: Homeward Bound" is presently available on Kindle and Paperback for a decent price. You can find it on Amazon if you would like to get a copy. I'll put down the description below along with a fucked up version of the cover... and a link. Enjoy it, you pervs.

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A ROAD PAVED IN LUST

The Lust Bearers have found Ixus, but their way back has been blocked. Their mission is to find a way back home, but without knowing how to get there, it is a task more easily said than done. With the entire multiverse ahead of them, any possibility is possible. And with every new world they find, their drive to spread the lust of Maximus will only grow stronger.

Join the Lust Bearers in an exciting new adventure into the unknown as they indulge in every one of their nasty, little fantasies along the way. With the help of a human witch named Sibyl Faye and a talking snake named Sam, they may just have a chance to get Ixus back to Hedon.

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I Need a Break

Well, look at that. Blogger changed formats while I was wandering around this fucked up multiverse looking for a dead woman. Do any of you people even know what's happening out here? Or... in... here. Ugh, I need a break.

I've been considering just stopping and writing myself into a chapter of one of my books. It's not like I don't do it often. And yes, I do actually experience it as it happens. I get this dual sense that I am both writing it and actually experiencing it. It's a bit like having a dream... and when I wake up from the dream, I realize I was fully awake and writing something.

Bah! Explaining this sort of things is rubbish anyways. It's really happening. Perceptions are bullshit. I'm God and I can visit my books whenever I want. You'd be so lucky if you could do it.

Admittedly I think I am a bit drunk right now. I haven't had a good day. Even Jason has been keeping his distance. This is his fault you know. Not that I entirely blame him. The asshole was running an experiment based on manipulating him. I actually knew he was doing it. I was... sort of... cross amused by it.

I think I have an old record of letting myself be manipulated by Jason. I think it's because I'm attracted to him. Seriously... there are days I just wanna bend over and let him rail my big, old ass. Jason played a major part back in Scritch City. He was like the highest elite within the city state. Quentin was pretty much in the palm of his hand for a while there.

I like Jason. I think he has a good handle on things in whatever dimension he ends up in. I like leaving him in charge. He's good for the world. He sees what's there and actually acts. How many people do you know who actually bothers acting? Probably not any. They always just ignore what's right in front of them, while people like Jason get things done.

I'm gonna pop on by Lust Bearers for a bit. I'll get that second book out soon. Cover is done... Just missing a title. That'll get resolved soon. Fuck me. I fucking miss Vixxie. I wish I were dead.

But I'm not and I need to sell books. Have a look at Lust Bearers: The Search for Ixus. It's gonna have a sequel soon. Here's some info. Send me money.

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The Things I've Learned

Changing everything isn't as easy as just making it so. You've got to bother with the work. You've got to craft the narrative in a way that promotes balance. Sometimes it's math; sometimes it's science. Hell, sometimes it's religion. The point of it all is to gain balanced forward momentum.

Stuff doesn't always happen in order when you create a world. Although with me, I prefer that it does. I'm not much of a fan of going backwards. I like to stay on course until I hit a wall. Eh... Walls are stupid. Not even sure they exist. Ain't I God? Ain't I Buddy "Surly" Tippet? Yeah, I know who I am. I'm knee deep in escapism right now.

Point is that I'm not about to let Vixxie go. I'm not ready for it. We just took a stroll out into one fucking world, and everything fell to shit. I didn't take it seriously enough. I didn't take myself seriously.

You're all probably a little in the dark right now. The books I've been publishing hasn't been keeping up with the blog. I'm doing my damnedest to get them to you through a fucking wall of hallways and smoke! This isn't rocket science... it's so much worse.

I just broke an oath to myself about five minutes ago. Guess it didn't matter much as an oath in the long run. What's the point of even having an oath if you're God? It's not like I'm damned if I break my own oath. But I just want to explain a few things about what's happening without spoiling too much.

Everything I am dealing with out here is basically real. There is a disconnect between me, my keyboard, another keyboard, and the world where that other keyboard exists. You can call it a multiverse or a fractured mind. Calling it anything at all won't change what it is, so there ain't no point in naming things to begin with.

My earlier blogs involving my interest in various kinks and fetishes, followed by my drift into Railroad Towers, followed by my stint in Scritch City with Quentin, Daxter, Aloe, and Miss Silky... Jason... All these things happened in the order that they appeared. The worlds of my published books happened and existed within the outer timeline as they were written. Everything was canon. Everything is canon.

And by the way: As I was discussing with Jason recently, Railroad Towers and Scritch City was a game. A sort of story as a game. The connections I formed with the other players is still there but in a sort of locked state. I see them but I can't interact with them. They're roaming around a third game world called Club Lex. I can't get in and I have completely and utterly stopped caring. I've got more important issues I need to deal with.

The mantra "Everything is canon." is a terrible thing. It is a ruthless and cruel act by me as God to force my will down the throats of anyone I come in contact with. It is the reason so much hate tends to be directed at me from within my books. My own characters dislike me and hate me because they know in their hearts... that I am using them.

And it's true. I am using them.

Although I have tried to cease this intolerable practice, I recently came to the conclusion that it was something that I needed to do to save the one that... I love. Make no mistake. This is a selfish love. I am a hedonist God. I am drawn to Vixxie because she attracts me. I find her extremely sexy. I am not prepared to lose her. I will tear the multiverse apart if it means that I can keep her forever.

And I did. I already did.

I'm not doing things out of order. You're just behind. You're stuck over there in some world where there's a pandemic happening. None of that matters where I am. Nobody is talking about masks and social distancing. And maybe you all are better off over there with those sorts of problems. I'm standing in the middle of a smokey hallway filled with doors. And somewhere out there is the woman that I want. And Jason and I are going to find her together. Fuck everything else.

But while I am busy destroying my own multiverse, you might pop over to Amazon and check out my latest book "Lust Bearers: The Search for Ixus." Here's some info:

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Laptop Connection is Bad

This is going to be difficult to explain. I'm still able to write my stuff and work to some degree with my associates on the other side, but I have ended up in a place that makes communicating outside of it nearly impossible. I'm actually considering finding a way out, but there is a lot here that needs to be explored.

The best way to explain what's happening is... everything is just very slow. Although I think that might be a matter of perspective. I may have moved into a world that's already been destroyed. It still exists on some odd level. It's like walking around with ghosts. It's manageable for me.

Vixxie has suffered the most from the experience. She's actually fallen ill, and I've been doing what I can to keep her alive. I don't think she'll die or anything. She's just in a place that she shouldn't be. It's really as simple as that.

There is life here, but not much. I managed to find this world's Jason. He was asleep and apparently... waiting for me. We haven't talked yet. I've pretty much been trying to find a way to write him out of his chamber. It's a bit more work than it sounds like. Once I extract him, I'll be moving out of here with him.

Don't worry about me. This sort of thing is more of a nuisance to me. I'm in a world of my own making. But even an author can get lost in his own world sometimes. I'll find a way out and get to a place more stable.

I am leaving it here though. It was hard enough just connecting to the internet through the divide. Oh, and I have made contact with Mad Rabbit. He is busily working on the Lust Bearers 2 cover. I'll get that out as soon as I can. That's it. I'm done.

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Moving On (But Not Quitting This Blog!)

I have decided that I need to get out of here. I have decided to take Vixxie with me into one of the doors of the Black Smoke Hallway. We've been taking peeks into them. I want to relocate into one of the worlds of my own creation and continue to operate from there.

I thought it would be fun and even cute to let Vixxie choose for me (although I kept the veto power just in case she would choose something unsavory.) My hope is that I can get in somewhere near Jason who is a very dear character of mine. In some worlds he seems to like me and in others he detests that I exist. I'd rather the former.

My first choice would have been Club Lex, but I can't get in there. The door is locked tight. I've given up on it and have hardly even been looking in on it. Last I saw there was some sot of spirit haunting the plush of Clarice from the Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer movie. Don't ask. I sure didn't.

As to those who work for me, I shall remain in contact. This laptop seems to connect to other worlds. I suspect it will continue to do so. I am still writing stories and am doing my best to get them out. I've been lacking an illustrator for a while now, and that's what is holding me back. I actually have a new Lust Bearer story ready, but it has no cover. Nothing I can do about it. I'll get it done when I can.

I hear there's something going on somewhere about a pandemic. Sounds pretty interesting, but I am a bit more interested in getting these books published. And fucking. Honestly after taking the form of the goat, I have been hornier than usual. Vixxie's been getting a lot of my loads. Damn, but I am glad I pulled her onboard.

That's all I got for now. Possibly will be in the new chosen world when I return. For now, I leave you with an interesting picture done for me by CB634 displaying all of my books (except for Lust Bearers.) The nastiness of it makes me grin.

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Vixxie

Her name is Vixxie. She is a young adult fox--a vixen as her name suggests. She is a refugee from a children's book that I both wrote and then personally butchered. I have taken her into my home within the black smoke hallway and have been having rough sex with her.

Don't worry. She's fine. I never injure her. She had nowhere to go. She had no one to turn to. She was lost and confused, and now she lives here with me. It's okay.

We've been spending a lot of time talking openly. We were discussing a fellow I've actually met named Jason. I suppose the topic came up because he was a fox. There's been a lot of foxes dancing about my head lately. It's strange because I've never been too big of a fan of the species.

I think the animal comes to me because of some sort of spiritual relevance. There's something about them that attract me. I don't think it's purely sexual. Yet it is there and I need to acknowledge the truth: my life is filled with vulpines, but my heart is given to the goat.

I'll let her type out the rest of this blog. I've got a head ache.

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I have never typed before. This is my first time using a keyboard. I know how to read though. Nobody ever taught me. I just sort of knew.

My name is Vixxie. I come from a place called Apple Blossom Village. It doesn't exist anymore. I was there when it just... sort of... stopped. I still don't fully understand what I saw. I had so many friends there. Dagget was my very best friend. He's gone.

Surly was my friend too... but he says he is also Buddy Tippet. But he also said I can still call him Surly. I knew Surly for my whole life, but he is different now. It's so strange.

We do have a lot of sex. I'm more of a submissive for him. I agreed to it. I'm okay with it. He really likes it and I kind of like it too. Surly says that it's not so bad if I learn to like something. And I guess that makes sense.

I'm happy here. I'm sad too, but the things I am sad about can't be fixed. Maybe I can type some things once in a while and help him out.

I am also really interested in Jason. I don't think I met him, but I want to meet him. He sounds interesting. I heard a lot about him from Surly's Scritch City days. He sounds both scary but also very charming. Surly says he would not mind if I met him.

I don't know what else to talk about. Sorry. Surly said he would fix my grammar. Bye.

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Transmogrification and the Battle Against Ixus

No posts in 2 weeks, huh? You think it's easy being a god who is trying to keep his shit together? You try creating free and functioning worlds independent of yourself. Yes, I am writing books. I get that. On the outset, it just looks like I am writing them based on what I want. That isn't it though. I'm seriously trying my best to let the characters act independent of myself. I admit to it being a mistake at the outset, but now I have to take responsibility for it. And that's what I am doing.

Ixus was a mistake. I wrote him into my story "Vox Deus" and allowed him 100% freedom of choice. I never actually did anything but create the character. I made him who he was. I clearly should not have made him so godamn fucking intelligent. Shit. Fuck. Fuck my whole life, it was stupid. But the damage is done and now I can't just knock him out of my stories without playing by my own fucking rules. Ixus is fucking real now, and I can't let him get to me.

Because he can. He can get to me. Ixus can literally get out of these books and get to me. I'm not joking. I gave him the ability to do it. This is real.

I have created a number of buffers to prevent him from doing this. Layers upon layers. He may be the smartest thing in the multiverse, but I'm not stupid myself. Such things as misdirection, avatars, and clever writing can hold him back, but he's extremely good at adapting. I can't tell you how fucking horrified I am about this. To just kill him wouldn't even work. I'd be a godamn fool to just write up a death scene. The real chances are that he has already figured out a way to side-step that. No, I am trapped in my own hell.

I recently decided to transmogrify my form into that of a goat--a goat named Surly. It's a form of buffering. It's a bit too technical to explain. Just know that I have things under control. Taking this form has been a bit hard on me. I've recently taken in a companion to help me out with the stress. She was ripped out of a book I was writing. She's here with me now. It isn't love. It's more of a fuck buddy situation. She get's plenty of pleasure out of it. I mean... what else was she going to do? I fucking destroyed her universe to get at Ixus!

I might have to give up on Lex. Clearly a part of me is controlling it, but I can't get into it. None of the doors of the smokey hallway seem to lead there. It's barred... which is a shame. I am really finding the bat known as Alucard interesting. Seems he has been training a willing participant to be a masked canine mascot for the club. A fascinating concept. I feel like I heard about it from somewhere else. Like echoes.

Ixus, I don't know if you are capable of reading this. I don't think you have access to computers where you are right now. But if you are out there and looking at this, you won't find me. You won't get to me. I created you, and you will stay where I put you. You are my creation and that means you belong to me! So fuck off!

My most recently published book is called "Lust Bearers: The Search for Ixus." Here is some information:

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