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Blue Futanari Series – Ravenous (Chapter 10)

Blue Futanari: Ravenous (Book 10)

Blue Futanari: Ravenous (Book 10)

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Banished to the past and still unable to return, Alexys finally finds what could be her first disciple, a young woman who runs an inn in a village north of Hester’s small town. But something inside of the goddess has changed, Hester’s magic has awakened something inside of her. She now has a new hunger that needs to be satisfied, a darker one that goes against everything she is.

Follow the Futanari goddess Alexys on her journey through early America as she tries to find, not only her way home, but who she is and what she is destined to do.

Book 10, Ravenous, is finally finished!  This book picks up right where Aria left off – Alexys is at the inn, just north of the small town where Tucker and Hester live, and the young inn keeper is preparing a bath.

In this chapter of the series, I really wanted to focus on Alexys. I think in the last book, the story line played a more central role because I wanted to introduce the rest of characters that will play a major role in the upcoming story. But in this chapter, we are back to focusing on our Futanari goddess and her current situation.

There have been some hints that the way Hester and Alexys were bound (when they were trying to save Catherine) have left Alexys changed. I really wanted to explore that in this chapter – what the changes are and how they are affecting her.

Alexys is really at the end of her rope, banished to a strange period in time, alone, and now involved in an alliance that she doesn’t trust, our goddess is beginning to wonder if it’s hopeless. There are too many questions and not enough answers. She is weak. She is alone. And there doesn’t seem to be any real hope of change.

Hester has promised her that she can give the goddess a coven of disciples, but Alexys doesn’t trust the pact. But here in the inn, there is a sliver of hope, the inn keeper, Imyne. Could this simple inn keeper be the answer to our Futanari goddesses hopes? Could she be the first disciple here?

This is also the first time that the story has explored a darker sexual theme. Without giving too much away, Ravenous explores another sexual fetish that the series hasn’t touched on yet – control. In this one, Alexys explores a new aspect of her power.

A startled fawn. I took a breath. “If you could have anything you wanted, anything at all, what would it be?” My patience ran thin. I could feel her fear winning so I slipped into her thoughts and tried to find the answer to my question.

“I, uh, um…” She tried to settle on one of a hundred ideas. I would be rich, I would travel. I wouldn’t be here, stuck forever in this inn. I would be…I would be like Sarah.

Sarah. The name came with images, memories of a young woman about Imyne’s age – jet black hair that fell over her shoulders like a shadow, eyes as blue as diamonds. Inside her thoughts, I could see her favorite memories like I was standing right beside her.

They had been friends in her homeland, a small coastal city that looked vaguely Italian. Her father had been a sea captain, they were wealthy. There were beautiful dresses and ribbons. Sarah had been rich and beautiful with suitors and fine clothes while Imyne had always been left in her shadow, a poor family that worked Sarah’s estate. Imyne envied her, always wished that her own family had been more than servant class. She had always wanted to be Sarah.

Reading the inn keeper made the darkness inside of me stronger, like it knew that I was closer, that I could take her. I took a deep breath and tried to ignore the thoughts that ran through my head, the strange battle that raged inside me.

Standing in the inn keeper’s mind, watching her memories, I was two people, Alexys and a terrible, darker version of myself. A version that, for reasons I didn’t understand, I was less afraid of. There was sweetness to the power I felt. It was almost intoxicating, the predator that wanted free.

But the difference was like oil and water, the dichotomy between the powers that flowed through me. It wasn’t just love and sex and worship that I needed. Now I wanted more, all of it. I wanted…no, that wasn’t the right word. I needed pain and power and control.

I looked at Imyne. I could taste her fear and it was sweet.

Already working on chapter 11 and it looks like Alexys’ banishment to the past is coming to an end.

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