A New Tier, for the Story Lovers.

To those of you in the States, a Happy Thanksgiving. I am not currently in the States, but I’ll be making merry with a bottle of brandy; come this afternoon, I might rustle my ass off to the kitchen to make some of Heather’s Famous Home-Made Stuffing (I don’t have sage… That’s the tricky part, but I’ll figure it out).

I’ve mentioned this in the past, but I’ve developed an affinity for what the more tea-totling among us might refer to as “erotic romance.” Deep within this busty 34-year-old woman is the heart of a 50-something housewife, who loves nothing more than to settle down with whatever romantic literary fling is currently trending at the top of her Kindle’s charts.

I’ve even taken a stab at writing a few of these stories myself, and I have to say, they didn’t turn out half-bad. Let’s just say that my lit-erotica fan club isn’t quite as vast as the one you all have taken a part in creating, but the folks with whom I have shared these stories have liked them, and have even asked for more. Some of them were complete strangers, who were under no obligation to make me feel good, so that’s gotta mean something.

When this whole macromastia adventure got started, I researched as much about this condition as I possibly could. For every one useful piece of information I was able to scrounge up online, I invariably found 10 references that deviated a bit more to the kink-related elements. One of these resources was a website called the Overflowing Bra — a page that combined my new-found situation with a preexisting fondness for sexy stories.

So, I do have to confess — every once in a while, during one of those many nights when informal insomnia overtakes me, I’ll find myself searching through the stories. Most of them are trite things about women being inexplicably transformed into bimbos. But every now and then, I stumble across one that actually handles the genre in a pretty responsible way: well-rounded (literally and figuratively) characters; a compelling plot with twists and turns; realistic reactions to the madness that unfolds around the busty heroine; a supporting cast of believable ancillary characters; occasional exploits into the sexier elements of what having large breasts entails (I can claim myself as an authority or sorts)… you know, story stuff! I enjoy stories like these: tales of obscure fantasy and thrill that feel like they spring from a “real” place — the world as we know it, but with one substantial difference that helps define the story.

Also, I’ve previously expressed an appreciation for those “choose your direction” stories that were so popular when I was a kid. (If Heather should chill out and eat a burrito, turn to page 33; if Heather should call up her ex-boy/girlfriend for some naughty-time, turn to page 45; etc).

So, I’d like to mash the two together, and do something similar here: a large breast adventure starring yours truly, where you, the reader, get to decide the direction the story takes. With that, I am creating a new tier level called “Heather’s Metamorphosis.”

I make the announcement here, because those of you who aren’t really interested in my writing (no offense) probably aren’t going to read all the way through this, anyway. Those of you who are, however, might be keen on the idea and want to take part.

Here’s how it’s going to work. Every Thursday at 3 p.m. EST (yes, I’m actually holding myself to a schedule!) I’m going to post a chapter of the story, along with a poll, where you, the readers, will have the chance to decide what happens next in the story. The poll will stay open until Sunday at 3 p.m. EST. I’ll spend the next few days writing the next chapter, and… repeat.

This new tier isn’t going to affect the $6 tier at all. All the “my life” content will still be available to you lovely folks who decide to stick at that level. In fact, the amount of content in the $6 tier will likely increase considerably, since I’ll have more time to devote to this Patreon page.

In short, it’s something new I would like to try. I feel like I have a story that wants to burst out of me, and I think a pilot program like this one would be a cool way of gauging interest. Who knows? If you like it, you could be the first audience to see a collection of stories about huge breasts, written by a gal who is quite familiar with the subject. Maybe this is my calling?

Let’s get started! I’m making Chapter 1 available to everyone at the $6 level so you can see how this story is going to start. It’ll be online today, ready to read for those of you who need to take a break from family. :-P

If you like it? Feel free to join the adventure of a normal, everyday woman who awakens in her bed one morning to discover that her breasts have grown, overnight, to an outrageous size. 

Kafka would be so proud.