I found myself in a Barnes & Noble store about a month ago and was amused to find a section called “Christmas Romance.” You wouldn’t think, or at least I wouldn’t think, that there would be an entire literary genre focused on something so narrow, but there it was. It reminded me of an article I read last year (I think) about the made-for-TV Christmas romance movie, which has become an institution on cable networks such as Oxygen, Hallmark, and the like. I felt, even though they’re formulaic, that I was missing out on something other people enjoy.
Now, I didn’t know how to write a romance. So I read up on it and there are simple rules, but the biggest one is that the audience is going to be women, and I don’t have a whole lot of female readers. I do know how to write female muscle fetish smut, though, and the readers are generally men. Why, then, shouldn’t there be a Christmas female muscle fetish smut genre? It made total sense to me and I’m always down to make an extra buck, so, I semi-proudly present to you my latest work of typing: Muscles for Christmas!
"This year, give the woman in your life the gift of muscles!"
Recently-engaged Don invites his sister Grace to his home for Christmas, but the formerly skinny young woman has become as muscular as a linebacker and as strong as an ox! Grace's strength doesn't come just from lifting weights, though, because she's discovered an ancient relic that can transform any woman into a muscular amazon in just minutes, and the stocking-stuffer she's giving her girlfriends is turning them into sleeve-stretching muscle girls –– including her future sister-in-law! Can an ordinary guy like Don handle it when his sister, fiancee, and even female co-workers become suddenly-jacked and incredibly strong?
This story contains female muscle growth, amazon transformation, mixed arm wrestling, women outmuscling men, and a bit of male shrinking. It occurs in the same universe as classic female muscle growth story "The Amazon Artifact", but is not a direct sequel.More info →