Becoming Monsters, A Long Form Erotica Process Novel

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Discover the 4.4 starred process-centric erotic novel that hit Amazon’s Top 100 Paid Erotica list last month, Becoming Monsters Book 1: Growing Problems by Ai Love. From the Kindle Store:

Prepare for the ultimate erotic LitRPG experience!

Five years ago, the world Changed. People transformed into fantastical Races, gained powerful and mystical Classes and could look up their Status at any time. However, while the world became disrupted by dungeons and mythical creatures and unlimited physical and mental potential, humanity mostly stayed the same. People - no matter their new Races and powers - went back to work, and the world continued on as if it was just another day.

Honoka Jefferson is one of those people that Changed, but her life mostly stayed the same. Same boring job, same small and shapeless body, same non-existent social life, same tendency to make puns and quote old movies.

Only now she had a sixteen-inch futanari cock!

An architect working in Boston, all she wants is to figure out how to level up her Class and become something more than boring. If she can't obtain normal, she'll settle for turning into something MORE than normal.

When a chance encounter leads to finally unlocking her powers, Honoka finds she might have gotten more than she can handle.

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WARNING: this is a work of erotic fiction and intended for adults. Themes include a monster girl lesbian harem, futa/female couplings, LitRPG/GameLit elements and lots of female growth (BE, FMG, GTS, etc). Seriously, this is not a run-of-the-mill harem novel: THERE IS A LOT OF SEX AND FETISH GROWTH/TRANSFORMATION!! The story contains some traumatic content.

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This full length 198,000 word novel includes more explicit female body modifications than most work found on Amazon:

• 24,207 words of detailed process descriptions. This isn’t the amount of words talking about a process or the descriptions before and after a process, this is the actual amount of words ONLY describing a specific process/growth/transformation in the novel. Over 10% of the novel is pure female process.
• 10% of these processes are futanari growth related. Not erection related, but actual size change of the futa cock.
• Even though only 10% of the processes are futanari growth related, the story revolves around how the MC has various sexual encounters with her harem and these encounters almost always involve her futa cock. Not only that, but this futanari cock cums in amounts that are measured in gallons and this Splooge Firehose is often a major contribution to the sexual scenes of the story.
• 60,000ish words of XXX rated material, often including the total process word count because the author has a thing for bursting out of clothing. That means around 30% of the novel is hot and steamy and sexual. This does not include the PG-13 descriptions of (often monstrous) women before and after these scenes, likely adding another 15k words, meaning a third of the book is just focused on the female form and the MC’s reaction to said female forms.
• The story centers on a half-African half-Asian futanari girl who has the ability to change and swap the attributes of any girl she has sex with using LitRPG urban fantasy elements. Starting with a red headed succubus, eventually she gains a small masochistic goblin, a stacked and muscled holstaur, an energetic Southern otter beastkin and an older MILF naga (plus a few more). This Futa/F monster girl lesbian harem is only getting started and with every girl added, there are more attributes to go around.

Here is a full list of the various fetish material in the novel:

• Futa-on-female sex
• Female-on-female sex
• Male-on-female-on-female sex (one scene)
• Extreme futa growth (from a few inches to around 50 ft)
• Extreme breast expansion (from a few inches to around 100 ft)
• Extreme lactation (from less than a gallon to flooding large rooms with thousands of gallons)
• Extreme futa ejaculation (from a quart to over 10,000 gallons)
• Extreme female muscle growth (from a little extra definition to Tigersan extremes)
• Extreme belly expansion (from basketball to about 40 ft diameter, both from food inflation and cumflation)
• Monster Girl transformation (including succubus, goblin, holstaur, otter beastkin, naga, with some small scenes including insect, cheetaur, chimera, slime and stretchy)
• Penis and testicle growth (not part of the main story, technically still futanari)
• Giantess growth (mostly mini-GTS, but a few scenes are over 15 ft and one scene goes over a hundred ft)
• Vaginal cumflation
• Shrinking (one scene)
• Multi-breast growth (one scene)
• Vaginal expansion (technically one scene, although the succubus Race includes a stretchy vaginal canal)
• Butt expansion (one scene)
• Some light BDSM

This work also includes scenes that may be considered triggering to some audiences, including but not limited to scenes of violence, attempted suicide, torture, body horror, mind control and the implication (but not the description) of rape. Each of these scenes are neither glorified nor sexualized and are added to give perspective to the characters and story. Though these scenes are often either lightly described or referenced vaguely as something happening to the characters previous to the start of the story, the author has tried to keep these scenes to a minimum.

From the reviews:

“Of the many books I've read with erotic elements, this is in the top five. There are also wonderful fantasy race, fantasy class, and I suppose fantasy kink elements as well. The dialog is witty and charming, the characters are likeable and wonderful and fun. I will definitely be watching this author. Highly recommended.”

“I'll say right off the bat, there is a lot of sex and quite a few kinks in this book. That being said, the sex scenes are well developed, well written, and meaningful to the overall plot. The litrpg aspects were interesting with an amusing erotic twist for the MC's skills and class. As an added bonus, this MC was one of the few in the harem genre that didn't aggravate me by persistently bemoaning the fact they have a harem. I eagerly await the next installment.”

“The story is a modern fantasy story with plenty of erotic hijinks. The kink of growth and enlargement is not one of mine but I can enjoy it enough it didn't turn me off. The thing that I really appreciate is the character personalities and growth; so often characters in erotic fiction are flat or caricatures but not here. The fantasy and RPG elements are self consistent and fun, blending well with the modern setting. While there were dark elements, overall the story is positive with hope and heroism; erotic heroism but heroism all the same.”

“Came in expecting a run of,the mill erotica. But I got,surprised. Despite them anime/hentai fetishes in here, the writing was very good,( this writer,could write any genre i think) the reader gains an emotional connection to most of the characters and the story is actually quite good, bit it does take much of the book to really get into it. But worth it.”

“I didn't think I'd encounter any other Tefler or Annabelle Hawthorne level erotica literature on amazon. Like holy crap. Not only is it harem but it's futa centric. Nothing is hotter than futa-on-female erotica IMO, but to add in harem elements. MONSTER GIRLS AND litrpg stuff...just makes this over the top superb. I hope we don't have to wait 2 years for book 2 or I'll be very sad but it'd be super worth the wait. I can't wait for more. P.S. to anyone, if you like explicit futa action with an amazing plot, that's good plot & character development, READ THIS!”

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Here is a preview of the kind of Futanari Growth processes that can be found in this novel (specifically, this is from a section that is a parody of Alice In Wonderland, so a tad more silly than normally found in the main story):

Nodding, Honoka started walking immediately, happy to find she was dry, and the election was a success, yet unhappy at being unable to orgasm. The journey took her longer than she initially thought it would, distance apparently metaphorical instead of measured in actual units. This led the young woman to dwell on metaphorically getting some kind of penis inside her because by the time she arrived at the small cottage, Honoka was so worked up she felt ready to screw the next thing she saw that might maybe fit inside her.
“I wonder if Ms. Rabbit has any imitation peni here I might use?” Honoka mused calmly while her clammy hands threw open chests and wardrobes, even flipped a mattress to locate said peni. Growling, Honoka flung open her bag, nabbing the first bottle she found and downing the contents without reading the label or trying to guess what might happen.
The moment she finished, a clarity of thought suddenly dropped upon the woman like a guillotine made of common sense. Honoka honestly possessed no idea what that concoction was capable of. For all she knew, she would turn into a chair or grow into the world’s largest pumpkin.

(Henrietta Pumpkin, the world’s largest pumpkin, ironically often thought what it would be like to turn into a chair. You see, chairs are seen as a form of vegetable fetish - or, in other words, a fetish for vegetables. Virginia C. Pumpkin, Eveline’s mother, scolded her pumpkin daughter to not think such deviant thoughts and instead focus on her future as a delicious pie)

“PG,” Honoka read, carefully putting the empty bottle back in her bag. “All sorts of pleasant things could happen to me. Practically Gregarious, might mean I find myself suddenly at a nice social, or Premature Goodnight means I become tired and rest for bit, or…”
*twitch*
“…or maybe I should pay more attention to the previous elixir effects and realize something sexual is about to happen.”
*twitch twitch streeetch*
Inside the snug confines of her knickers, Honoka experienced a tightness. That is to say, the formerly snug panties were no longer snug and instead became rather tight. Glancing downward, Honoka found the front of her garments currently tented outward far more than should be probable. Inside the garment, throbbing and growing at an alarming rate, a black penis - that was in no way an imitation - thickened and elongated. Not wanting to ruin a pair of perfectly fine knickers, Honoka pulled the expanding meat stick out and pointed it upward to determine size. However, that proved a losing battle because in a matter of seconds, it doubled in length and girth and appeared to only begin bonering, it’s size as of that realization roughly the length and thickness of a cricket bat.
“I mean, not the actual dimensions of a cricket bat, that would be absurd,” Honoka spoke to herself even as her hands traveled up and down the hot skin of her own dick, sensations drilling like a spike directly into the pleasure center of her brain. “I am referring to the thickness of the wide part of the bat was in approximate diameter of the diameter of my penis. However, even if I compared it to the Monster Bat Incident of 1771, that metric is no longer even closely valid because I find myself looking at a cock about twice the height of my own body.”
This magnificent appendage would have held her undivided attention if it wasn’t for the pinching between her legs distracting her. Reaching down, she found that not only was she growing a cock that would soon be the most immense - imitation or otherwise - she also received a pair of testicles to pair with the size of her penis. When Honoka moved her knickers out of the way, she also cleared the growing ballsack from the blue cloth. Otherwise, Honoka imagined she would be in a whole different realm of pain and suffering. Her balls each boasted the size and heft of small twin boulders, growing past her knees and churning a river of semen inside the dark wrinkled skin already.
With a huff of air, Honoka tumbled backward into a convenient chair that may or may not have once been a pumpkin, her acquired organs too heavy for her weak body to hold up. She now pointed upward at a thirty-degree angle, spanning the length of the twenty-foot cottage, pressing up where the rafters and the wall joined together.
“I wonder if this particular tonic knew the length of the cottage and decided to grow in a perfect size to fit inside,” Honoka mused, her legs spread at this point in an almost uncomfortable split to account for testicles larger than the nearby mattress inflating between her legs.
With a touch of dramatic timing, the potion’s growth finished out all at once, violently and rapidly, more than doubling it’s current size and crashing through wall and ceiling alike. One side effect of growing so large so quickly is that the shaft of Honoka’s penis not only created a hole, it proceeded through in much the same way Honoka imagined it must feel when a man inserts his own thick rod into a virgin maiden. At least, Honoka believed this because the feeling proved indescribably fantastic and pure bliss, sending the woman into muscle clenching moans while her entire body wanted the growth to continue just so the feeling of penetrating a house would persist even as she expanded outside of it.
Yet end it did, and Honoka was left with the blue ball creating conundrum of figuring out how to move in such a way as to get herself off.
“Fifty feet long, at least, or I’m a steamed oyster,” Honoka declared, looking through the window and getting an estimate of her final throbbing length. “And this shaft is minimum thirteen feet wide or almost forty feet around at its thickest. I might even venture myself able to generate a little movement if my testicles were not each seventeen feet diameter and inside a sack which feels so full of semen it is a surprise I haven’t spontaneously erupted at this point.”
“Former intern, did you find my knickers?”
The front door presently opened, and in walked Ms. Rabbit followed closely by Ms. Dodo and Ms. Mouse. Ms. Rabbit needed to turn sideways, her booty a tight fit through the door, yet once inside she got a good look at the massive black penis plowing through the entirety of her home and the two black balls taking up nearly all the space inside, both gurgling like the massive cum factories they were. Walking silently over to the window to view the rest of the cock, Ms. Rabbit shook her head sadly and went over to a chest in the corner, pulling out a massive pair of white knickers and slipping them on.
“Still too small, though this is definitely an improvement,” Ms. Rabbit mourned before hopping out of the house and away down the main road.
Small? Honoka shook her head, turning her attention to the other two women, both plainly fascinated with the penis before them. “Excuse me, ladies, but I find myself in a bit of problem. As is apparent, I can do little but sit here and tweedle and dee and dum my fingers while I wait to reduce myself in size somehow. Would either of you be willing to help me with my problem?”
“I would love to,” Ms. Mouse replied, absently rubbing her massively enlarged clit while she drooled at the largest of dicks, “but even with my newly acquired size, I do not think you will fit.”
“Really, there doesn’t appear much we can do,” Ms. Dodo lamented, flexing her muscles absently as she thought about trying to move such a mountain of cock and balls. “Even if we were acquainted with a walrus to push, you would still need a carpenter to fix the house and a lot of oysters to help with the nutritional intake for such a large ejaculation.”
“Then how am I go get out of here? No amount of knickers is going to make me presentable to respectable company at this point.” Honoka, though she did love her new parts, found herself crying over never taking tea in a garden ever again.
“There is no helping it, you are too hard and need to go soft.” Ms. Mouse replied, sounding as if this was the worst idea ever.
“I would love to go soft after some enjoyable copulation, but as I mentioned before, this seems rather difficult at the moment,” Honoka said with more irritation than proper.
“No no, you misunderstand,” Ms. Mouse replied, shaking herself and slapping the taut skin of the massive ballsack in front of her, causing Honoka to yelp in pain. “You just need to blueball it and think unsexy thoughts. If you imagine enough unsexy things, you’ll soon find yourself no larger than every other manchild spending too much time daydreaming of women instead of rightfully pleasuring them.”
Honoka peered first at Ms. Mouse, her gigantic pussy and clit sopping with need while the green woman rubbed her legs together, one hand idly flipping a bit of labia around like a loose pancake. Then she turned her attention to the magnificent Ms. Dodo who looked like she suffered from lacking enough hands to grope herself, four breasts far too many to singularly handle. Altogether, between two erotic women and her own bonfire of need and throbbing penis, it made for a rather daunting task. “I don’t see how that will be possible.”
“Leave it to us,” Ms. Dodo said with confidence, walking up to where Honoka sat and leaned in uncomfortably close. “Naked grandpa with hairy legs!”
“Gah!” Honoka recoiled, the image coming unbidden to her mind.
“Your mother walking into your room while you’re jilling yourself and giving pointers!” Ms. Mouse joined in on the other side.
“No! Stop!”
“A pity BJ to the fat perv across the street, and he’s got something crusty on his junk!”
Honoka tasted a little vomit on that one, putting her hands up to her mouth to prevent an accident.
“Nice girl takes you back to her place: the sink is filled with rancid dishes, trash is rotting everywhere, the whole place smells like a queef from a coffin.”
“…I can’t…” Honoka was losing her will to live, much less screw.
“It is five am, you feel itchy down there, you throw off the covers and look down…oh, good, we’re done.”
Wanting to cleanse her brain with formaldehyde and fire, Honoka took a calming breath and opened her eyes. The house appeared wrecked, but a competent carpenter with his walrus should be able to fix the gaping hole. However, nowhere to be found were the massive appendages that previously filled everyone’s attention. Peering down, Honoka found that wasn’t quite the case, standing to better look at her two-foot-long and eighteen-inches-girthed flaccid penis with two testicles the size of grapefruits tucked behind the thick salami.
“While I appreciate being able to walk under my own power, I feel as if this will remain a complex problem to deal with long term.” Honoka didn’t want to touch it, all too aware any form of stimulation may be enough to put her in a similarly compromising situation, and then she would need to go through the whole ordeal all over again. “For instance, how am I supposed to return home with breasts the size of firm melons and a penis the size of a baguette?”
The other two women, putting their bird and mouse heads together, decided they did not possess the combined brainpower to formulate a solution. They did know someone who might help, so after obtaining another, bigger pair of blue panties to almost stuff most of her cock and balls into, the trio went down the road to meet a caterpillar.

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Find out what happens next by reading Becoming Monsters Book 1: Growing Problems at https://www.amazon.com/dp/B084ZQF48C .

Only interested in the process and not the smut? There’s a CENSORED version available here: https://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B08CK1CV7X .

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