Patrick Archer is a college man who loses everything, bottoms out, then through an incidental encounter, and coincidental re-encounters, finds a utopian life in a FemTopian world. Some of the names of the places have been changed, but it wouldn't take too much to tie the names to real places. This story is entirely fictional, and is not a bubble gum Domme/sub fantasy. It hits on real situations Women around the world still endure to this day, some of them gruesome and brutal. A lot of research went into this. Behind all that, this is a love story. This story has been kicking around in my head, in varying levels and iterations for a long, long time. Finally I put it to paper, figuratively speaking. Enjoy.

Shane was a neighborhood punk with no regard for anyone or anything. Then through an unfortunate collision, he landed in the lap (literally) of the wrong woman to tangle with. To pay his debt for damages, Shane's world took an immediate 180 as he was transformed into the beautiful pleasure goddess, Cheri Sweet.

Fubuki who is in love with our hero saitama. Will he able to return her feelings?

NOTE This is all fanfiction, all credits go to ONE. It is basically about Saitama and Tatsumaki, married in the fictional universe. Later on, Tatsumaki gives birth to Mob Sycho, having both the ability to use physics and a single punch move that can kill almost anything.

Tatsumaki se encuentra confundida....Nunca pensó tener estos extraños sentimientos.... -One-shot. Disculpad las faltas ortográficas.

Se que soy molesta. Se que no soy dulce contigo. Pero no quiero volver a perder a alguien importante para mi, no otra vez. ¡Así que, si en verdad me amas, demuéstramelo! Todos actuamos diferente con diferentes personas. Pero tu verdadero yo siempre estará ahí, sin importar cuanto quieras ocultarlo.

Currently available on Amazon for a limited time under T. Kierei^^ (boyxboy) Growing up as a girl was hard enough in the early eighteen hundreds. Growing up as a girl while being a boy? Nearly impossible. Ariel finds himself stuck between what he's been taught his entire life and what he's wanted his entire life. When a chance encounter with a man he wished to stay far away from occurs at the most awkward of times, Ariel is forced to abandon his former lifestyle... for one he doesn't understand how to live.

(Book 2 of the Reverse series. This is a stand-alone story) What is a young boy to do when he is mistaken as a girl after stealing and offered a lifeline from possibly being hung, working as a service maid? Go along with the misunderstanding, of course. Harper intends to work his hands to the bone for his new master, an older earl who was in desperate need of a replacement for two of his workers that had left earlier in the season. After living on the streets of England for several years, Harper wis ready to try and better himself and make an honest living. Unfortunately, honest is the one thing he cannot risk being.

Book 3 of Reverse. Can be read as a stand-alone. bxb Being a male prostitute wasn't all it was cracked up to be. Every rake in England likely dreamed of the job, but Hollem could tell them that it wasn't all sex and sweet talk. He watched liars stalk through the doors at half past midnight, their heads held high, as if they weren't cheating on their wives. Young lads would come in during the early evening, drunk off their minds. Dealing with them was one of his main duties. They always thought that just because they had money, that they could have a go at any girl they wished. Well, that wasn't how his mistress's brothel was run. He had his own clients more often than one would think. Ladies of high prestige were common during the early hours of the morning, seeking a satiation that their husbands couldn't provide. Ruined ladies also found their way to him, dreaming of a love that they could no longer find due to losing their womanhood before marriage. Rarely, he had male clients. Usually they were young lads about their twenties. They were always hesitant and quiet. Nervous. More than half of them were sent away with a short talk. The few he did take to bed were given what they had come for, but they weren't loved. That was an emotion Hollem believed to be untrue, and he considered nothing able to change his mind on that fact.

Naruto no tenia en mente morir... Y menos de aquella forma, aun así pensaba que obtendría paz... No sabia lo que le esperaba, ahora se tendrá que enfrentar a muchos cliches