Skip to main content

Review: Jason to Jessica

By

Title: Jason to Jessica
Author: Starfox Howl 
Buy Link: http://tinyurl.com/jasontojessica

Imagine a powerful, confident, sexy alpha male...


Now imagine if he woke up in a body that was stacked a little more like Jessica Rabbit?
The prose stacks one thought on another, strong and firm, with neat and clean words, even when the concepts are very human and real. Reading this story is to follow masculine thoughts, masculine fantasies, wrapped in a female package. 

A lot of my stories are very yaoi (Okay... like all of them) and minimizing gender roles is the norm.  In Starfox's book, gender roles are highlighted, echoed, reverberated and there is penetration of souls and the more  immediate mortal coils as well. 

Jessica's sexual duality is the stuff of fantasies. Very hot and wicked, challenging to everything boring. Stories should take us someplace new and Jason to Jessica does!

It is also a very affirming book. It leaves me with a feeling of being proud of who I am. 
Now to be clear, this book is not a yaoi book, not a traditional romance with a pretty princess main character, but it is erotic and daring. It's worth a second read, at least.
Labels:

Comments

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

Heart of Magic Chapters 1 & 2

By
Heart of Magic By Max All Rights Reserved Copyright 2017

“Are you lost,” he asked, voice amused, deep and as comfortable being in the shadow. Panting, the red silk of her gown moved against the curve of smooth breast, The same gown hugged her waist, slowed down behind her almost like a wedding train, but in the brightest red. Violet eyes stared up at him, trying to decide if he were a friend. The question was hard to answer. “I....” He leaned a little, his smile confident, engaged. Dark eyes seemed to swallow her whole as if she were a sugar cube melting in his champagne. “Well, what is it, my pretty cardinal?” Almost as if compelled, as if tell him the truth were her most sweetest desire, she admitted, “I came in with the offering girls because I’m looking for my brother. I think the king is holding him because he’s a journalist and an activist for democracy.” Both her hands covered her mouth, those violet eyes wide with shock. “You think the king keeps political prisoners,” he said, on ha…
Post a Comment
Read more

Fic: Not Quite Single 1/?

By
Not Quite Single by Max
Disclaimer: I own neither Gundam Wing nor Captain America
“You’re right. There is definitely something there,” Hilde said. On the bridge of their little salvage craft, she touched the data display, the 3d image of the ice shelf they were exploring.
They were, technically, getting paid to disperse oceanographic sensors for the University of Tokyo. Doing a little salvage on the side was just a perk.
“What’cha think it is?” Duo asked, pulling his wet suit up over his shoulders. His hair was growing out again and was down past his shoulders if it wasn’t in a ponytail. Silver touched his temples, metallic and shimmery. Anti-aging technology kept him in peak condition, looking early twenties, at oldest. Anticipating his swim, the gills on the side of his throat opened, tingling pleasantly.
“Early plane, like fuck,” Hilde said. While she had always had a couple years on him, it didn’t show at all. Her hair was flame red curls now. One eye was completely artificial, thoug…
Post a Comment
Read more

Dark Wolf 1-13/?

By
A Dark Wolf By  Max

Disclaimer: I don’t own Gundam Wing

Note: This is set way after the wars... like Duo’s 175.  Technology is advanced as I like to write it, but he’s not using it all in this one, he’s a little more nature bent this time around. There is a chance that Heero’s body may have been altered in ways that his handlers thing will lessen the chance of a union between Duo and Heero, if this turns out to be the case, it will be resolved by the end of the story. I actually know how this one ends and I think it’s going to be my Nanowrimo this year - well, what I get started after the 1st, anyway. Anyway, I hope I tell you a story you’ll find some pleasure in.
Rain darkened the little cabin, ran like little rivers off the green metal roof.  The clearing around it was just big enough for his truck, marked black and white, sheriff in large letters on both doors and the tailgate.  The steps leading up to the front door where thick and uneven, hand planed from found wood.  Inside the spa…
Post a Comment
Read more