Feminized by Fans: Becoming Lorelei, Samantha, and Trixie's Little Sissy

By Lily Fey

Kyle is an underground punk rock star with a feminine voice who wins the hearts of girls everywhere. Unfortunately, this sensitive pretty boy is currently down in the dumps over the end of a two-year relationship.

Enter tricksy Trixie, sour Samantha, and their leader, Lorelei, three fangirls who've been following Kyle's band on tour. It turns out that these three stalkers' interest in Kyle extends beyond his music--and right into the realm of the carnal!

Despite feeling a little creeped out, Kyle can't help but be intrigued by his stalkers. Naturally, things take a turn for the naughty when the three women dominate, humiliate, and eventually feminize the doll-faced rock star.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Feverotica Books
• Release date: Jul 30, 2015
• ISBN: 9781310365164

Lily Fey

Ever since Lily was little, she's liked to play with toy handcuffs, usually by cuffing herself in strange positions that she'd never, ever be able to get out of if she were using REAL handcuffs. This weird act of play set the stage for things to come, and, by the time she was all grown up, Lily was firmly in the "I want to be tied up and humiliated" camp. It's also worth mentioning that Lily wasn't always a "Lily." For most of her young life, Lily identified as male until her budding sexuality revealed to her that she was actually, deep down inside, a woman. She never felt comfortable expressing this aspect of herself until later in life, when she met a dominant woman who was accepting of--even pleased by--the fact that Lily wasn't actually a boy. Nowadays, Lily works out her experiences of growing up male but feeling female by writing steamy feminization erotica, typically but not always with a female domme there to help speed along the process.

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Feminized by Fans

(Becoming Lorelei, Samantha, and Trixie’s Little Sissy)

BY

Lily Fey

FEVEROTICA BOOKS

Published by Feverotica Books

Copyright 2015 by Lily Fey

All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced or distributed in any printed or electronic form without permission.

This book contains explicit descriptions of sexual acts and is intended only for readers ages 18 and above. All characters portrayed as participating in sexual acts are consenting, are at least 18 years of age, and are not related by blood.

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TABLE OF CONTENTS

Chapter 1: His Sexy Stalkers

Chapter 2: Groped and Forced to Perform

Chapter 3: Pegging the Sissy

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Kyle exited stage left to the sound of a cheering crowd. The singer and guitarist had just played an absolutely stellar show (and two-song encore) with his band Kap’n Carbon at Jack Bryan’s, one of Philadelphia’s esteemed underground rock venues. Kyle and the guys were halfway through their first headlining tour, and tonight had been especially incredible. Not only was the room packed with fans, but Kyle, who had just come off a pretty harsh cold that had killed his voice for a couple of nights, had sounded especially good.

Hey man, said George, Kap’n Carbon’s drummer and Kyle’s best friend, as he patted the singer’s back. Amazing job out there.

Thanks, dude, replied Kyle, grinning. Think we nailed it?

"Are you kidding me? People were going nuts out there."

I was a little flat on the backing vocals, sighed their bassist, Brandon. I think I’m starting to catch that cold, Kyle….

Kyle shook his head. Nah, man, he said, you sounded great.

Sure, man. Whatever you say.

Lead guitarist Nolan showed up suddenly behind Kyle and Brandon, throwing his arms around their shoulders and pulling them in for a large group hug.

C’mon, Brandon, no pouting. We just played the best show of the entire tour, laughed Nolan. So let’s go party and get fucking wasted!

Kyle, always a little wary of getting too out of control, replied, I dunno, man. I… I just got my voice back. Maybe not tonight.

Nolan frowned and pleaded, as he ruffled the younger band member’s hair, Aw, c’mon, Kyle. Just a couple of beers.

Kyle shook his head and chuckled. "Dude,