Sissy Bunny: Dressed Up and Ganged by Party Gals

By Arya Martin

Eli's taken off guard when super-hot Abby starts talking to him at the costume party. But Abby, as it turns out, is not so impressed by his costume! She and her cute friends, Heidi, Cassie, and Jessica, want to dress Eli up in a different costume—as a sexy female bunny!

Once they've dolled him up, the girls assign Eli a number of tasks—including pleasuring a guy! If Eli's a good, obedient little bunny, he'll get a reward at the end of the night .... The four gorgeous girls will use him hard and rough, just the way he likes it!

This down-and-dirty quickie from best-selling author Arya Martin features female domination, humiliation, crossdressing, multiple partners, toys, and first-time bisexuality!

• Language: English
• Publisher: Feverotica Books
• Release date: Oct 31, 2015
• ISBN: 9781310539626

Arya Martin

Arya Martin's never been into those buff, domineering, macho-type dudes. Even as a kid, when her sexuality was only just budding, she recalls she was more of a Luke girl than a Han girl; displayed a distinct preference for the Boy Wonder over the Caped Crusader.She also found herself, from a young age, paging eagerly through her Nancy Drew novels looking for the obligatory scene where the titular heroine and her friends were captured and tied up by the villain. Back then, she didn't know what it was; something about that kind of thing just made her feel all *fuzzy* in *places*.All this, once Arya reached sexual maturity and learned a thing or two about the world, translated into a distinct preference for sexual dominance and the kinkier varieties of love-play. Nothing's more charming to Arya than a bound and helpless young man (or woman—though she primarily prefers the former), simpering, batting his pretty eyelashes, and pleading for her mercy.Another of Arya's early childhood passions, as it happens, was writing. She's been spinning fanciful yarns in one medium or another from the moment she learned to hold a pencil.Given all of the above, a career writing femdom and feminization erotica just plain made sense for Arya. She finally dipped her toe in the pool in the summer of 2015—and hasn't looked back since!

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Sissy Bunny

(Dressed Up and Ganged by Party Gals)

FEMDOM | MENAGE | CROSSDRESSING | FEMINIZATION

by

Arya Martin

FEVEROTICA BOOKS

Published by Feverotica Books

Copyright 2015 by Arya Martin

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: Abby and Her Friends

Chapter 2: Dressed Up Like a Bunny

Chapter 3: Slut-Bunny Parties with the Boys

Chapter 4: Ganged and Pegged by the Girls

A personal message from Arya

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You're cute, she purrs, trailing her long-nailed forefinger along my jawline. She's the one who's cute: pouty pink lips, a little skimpy Lolita-type costume, blond ringlets in little pigtails. I think maybe she's supposed to be some anime character, but I'm not sure who.

Uh, is that a good thing? I say, as gruffly as I can manage. I'm small and young-looking for twenty-one, so I'm never sure when a girl calls me 'cute' whether she means like hot-cute or little-boy-cute. I hope to God it's hot-cute. Though, if it is, that means it's time for me to make my move, and I'm nervous as hell. I'm not used to getting attention from girls like this one.

Oh, totally, she grins, sipping her beer daintily, like it's a cocktail. I take a sip of my own, gulping a little too much out of anxiety and almost choking on it. Not a big fan of your costume, though. Her big blue eyes survey me, and she frowns.

No? I ask, inwardly kicking myself. I decided to go with a humorous/low-maintenance costume for this year’s Halloween party. It’s just a plain white tee I graffitied with a black marker to say, 404 ERROR: Costume Not Found. It’s been a hit with most people so far tonight; but, of course, the one sexy-as-hell girl who happens to find me hot-cute hates it.

Yeah, dude, you totally phoned it in, she says, grinning wryly and wrinkling her adorable nose. "You could’ve looked so cute in something fancier."

I, uh, thought you said I’m cute anyway, I try, my voice cracking like a fucking thirteen-year-old’s. God—I fucking suck at flirting.

Yeah. She shrugs. "I’m just saying I see … potential for you to be even cuter."

I grin helplessly. Sorry. It’s a dumb-as-fuck thing to say, but I can’t