Showing posts with label Transgender. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Transgender. Show all posts

Tuesday, 6 January 2026

The perfect bride

 


The perfect bride 

 

I promised I would never get married again, not after two failed marriages, but then I met, and fell for, Cassie. I didn’t even care when she told me, withing the first few days of the two of us talking, that she was transgender. To me she was the most beautiful woman I had ever met. The fact that she was transgender made no difference whatsoever, and if other people didn’t like it, they could just fuck off. 

Now, as I stared out of the window, the bouquet weighing heavily in my arms, I began to think I had been right all along. She wasn’t going to come. It had all been too good to be true. Glancing at my watch I saw she was already twenty minutes late, and the registrar had already told me she couldn’t wait more than another ten minutes. 

“Well, are we going to do this then?” Cassie, my bride to be, whispered from behind. “Or are you just going to stand there staring out of the window?” 

Spinning around I almost dropped the flowers as I came face to face with the most beautiful woman I had ever seen, in a full wedding dress, with the veil covering her beauty. 

“I was scared you weren’t coming,” I said, as I took a step forward. 

“I was scared you weren’t as well.” 

“You look stunning,” I told her, as I handed her the bouquet, and took her hand. “Now let us go in there and get married. I want nothing more than to make you my wife.” 

 

©JSMorbius 

Monday, 16 August 2021

An introduction to Addicted to Charlie

 


https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B092RDBV8S

https://www.amazon.com/dp/B092RDBV8S


Synopsis

    Karl meets and begins to date Charlie, a pre-op transsexual woman.

    Never having been gay in his life, Karl journeys through confusion and lust, experiencing the delights of transsexual sex along the way, before realizing Charlie is the perfect woman for him.


Excerpt

Charlotte, or Charlie as I called her, was the best thing that had ever happened to me. We met one night while I was out clubbing, getting over my third divorce, and we have been inseparable ever since. She was everything I wanted in a woman. When we first met she had been slightly overweight, nothing too drastic, but she had insisted on slimming down for me even though I didn't mind what she looked like. After all, my previous wives had all been – how should I say – curvaceous?

Her body was absolutely perfect. She was five feet, seven inches tall, had an incredible thirty-six C chest and an all-over tan. She had gorgeous brunette hair that draped around her shoulders, finishing halfway down her back. Her teeth sparkled when she smiled as she had never smoked or had any work done on them. Her eyes were a gorgeous green that always seemed to catch the light. Oh, and I nearly forgot to mention that between her legs, where she should have had a neatly trimmed pussy, she had a magnificent eight-inch cock. You see my Charlie was a transsexual, and if anybody had ever said I would have ended up in this kind of relationship I would have laughed.


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Thursday, 1 October 2015

Beginning of the fourth


Beginning of the fourth

October 1st.
The first day of the fourth quarter of 2015.
Just 92 days left until the clock strikes midnight, and yet another year is consigned to history.

Only these next 92 days are going to be some of the most important days since I became an author.


As regular readers, and visitors, to The Crypt of Morbius will know I promised to donate every single penny/cent of royalties earned from sales of my Transsexual romances to Transgender charities, a promise which still stands.


However disappointment in the number of sales, no matter how hard I've tried to keep them all circulating the news feeds of social media, and therefore the amount of the royalties from those books I have decided 2015 needs a little help to go out with a BANG, not a pathetic whimper.

So as of today, October 1st, all royalties earned from the sales of ANY of my TEN books currently available from Naughty Nights Press, Amazon.com, Amazon.co.uk, Allromance ebooks and all other good ebook retailers WILL be donated to Transgender charities.


This is J S Morbius saying thank you for taking your time to stop by.


Wednesday, 5 February 2014

OUT NOW: The Girl in the Red Bikini




          SYNOPSIS
Michael is just a regular guy, living a regular life. Having not long moved in to a new neighbourhood, he is yet to meet any of his new neighbors and the first one he comes across is the most beautiful woman he has ever seen.
As he begins to watch her sunbathing in her back yard wearing nothing but a tiny red bikini, Michael starts to develop strong feelings for her. However he discovers completely by accident, his new neighbor isn't just any woman, she is a transsexual woman. Michael suddenly finds himself caught in a predicament.
On the one hand he finds himself falling for her more and more, but as he considered himself to be one hundred percent straight, the fact she wasn't one hundred percent genetic female leads him to question whether or not he can conquer his fear of the unknown. With the help of Jazz’s friends, Michael embarks on a relationship which teaches him Jazz is what he truly wants, no longer caring she’s a transsexual.

 Overcoming his fear of the unknown, Michael journeys through self-discovery, pushing boundaries, and ultimately finding true love.

EXCERPT

      The first time I saw her, she was lying in the back garden next door wearing the smallest pair of red bikini panties I had ever seen. The only reason I even looked out of my balcony window was because the sudden pounding music that appeared from out of the blue. It shocked me, but as soon as my eyes saw her, I couldn't move away from the window.
      From my vantage point in the bedroom, she looked perfect. She had long black hair, her body slim and slightly tanned. There was a tattoo across the bottom of her back and another on her ankle. Although her entire body was perfect, I couldn’t tear my eyes away from her ass. It was even more perfect, if that was at all possible. It looked firm, shaped beautifully, and her cheeks poked out slightly at the edges. The skin there looked a fraction lighter than the rest of her, which led me to believe she had never sunbathed completely naked.
      The figure of beauty lying no more than a hundred feet away from me caused my cock to stiffen rapidly. Being alone and knowing no one could see me, I released it from the confines of my shorts. It had been so long since I had seen a woman who looked even as half as good as she did, let alone made love to one, so I stayed exactly where I was. My cock was beginning to ache, but I just stood there and stared at the vision before me. After watching for a few more minutes, my cock throbbing like never before, I wrapped my fingers around my hard shaft and began to stroke myself slowly. 

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Thursday, 27 June 2013

Naughty Nights Press 2nd Anniversary Blog Hop: Broadening the (erotica) horizon

Welcome to Naughty Nights Press 2nd Anniversary Blog Hop.

Everyone who leaves a comment on this post will be entered into a draw to win something exciting (no, not me). 

The number of GENUINE comments will decide the size of the prize.



Broadening the (erotica) horizon


Charlotte, or Charlie as I called her, was the best thing that had ever happened to me. We met one night while I was out clubbing, getting over my third divorce, and we have been inseparable ever since. She was everything I wanted in a woman. When we first met she had been slightly overweight, nothing too drastic, but she had insisted on slimming down for me even though I didn't mind what she looked like. After all, my previous wives had all been – how should I say – curvaceous?
Her body was absolutely perfect. She was five feet, seven inches tall, had an incredible thirty-six C chest and an all-over tan. She had gorgeous brunette hair that draped around her shoulders, finishing halfway down her back. Her teeth sparkled when she smiled as she had never smoked or had any work done on them. Her eyes were a gorgeous green that always seemed to catch the light.

And so begins one of my e-books, Addicted to Charlie. From the opening description it sounds like any other male/female romance. A guy describing his perfect partner, the woman he loves. The way he describes every small perfection of Charlotte tells you just how much he is in love with her, however the description doesn't end there.

Oh, and I nearly forgot to mention that between her legs, where she should have had a neatly trimmed pussy, she had a magnificent eight inch cock. You see my Charlie was a transsexual, and if anybody had ever said I would have ended up in this kind of relationship I would have laughed.



Suddenly the male/female romance is no more and I have taken you into the world of transgender erotica. Now before you hurriedly, because I can guarantee some of you will, leave the page just think about it for a second. The beginning description has you wanting to know even more about this perfect woman, this woman that has captured the heart of our protagonist yet, as soon as you do, fear enters your mind - fear of the unknown.
But why? Why are people so afraid to believe that transsexual women, as well as men, have the same feelings as every body else and why shouldn't they, because after all they are human just like you and I. They just want to be healthy, happy and live a life just as you or I would, a life of dating, sex and love.

I began to write trans romance because I got sick and tired of reading story after story of transsexuals being treated as nothing more than sex objects to be used and abused, just for the titillation of the reader and I wanted to show that transsexuals want exactly the sort of life everyone is ENTITLED to.

It is 2013 and all this hate, all this transphobia, needs to end and if my writing gets just one person to see the real person from a positive point of view then I am doing exactly what I intend to do.



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