Showing posts with label Meta. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Meta. Show all posts

Wednesday, January 5, 2022

Meta-Timeline of Various Canons

As meta-fictional cosmic entities, the Omnymphotents have existed across multiple incarnations, are aware of their fictional nature, and remember all of their previous lifetimes prior to the formation of their self-constructed current universe. As such, “canon” is something of a dubious terminology here. For the Omnys themselves, every version of their story is canon to their personal experiences, and the memory of those past events thus influences some of their thinking in their current incarnation.
 
However, their re-creation of the current Omnyverse is a cosmological do-over, a fresh start which fully separates the setting itself from any connections to my wider Erotic Multiverse. Thus, events of the previous universe are not canon to the current Omnyverse, save what the Progenitors decide to allow, or re-incorporate into their Omnyverse.
 
Much of this information is already disseminated throughout this website, whether referred to by the Omnys in the stories, or listed in lore articles such as the cast page. This Timeline article is meant as an easier go-to page to reference this lore. Note that many of the events listed prior to the current Timeline were never written or posted anywhere, but to the Omnys, this all still happened. Anytime I reached a major planning stage for the Omnys, that effectively counts as an alternate version of the story they experienced, as the characters did indeed develop through these mental gestation periods.
 
In approximate meta-chronological order (in as much as events that play out in non-linear time can be put “in order”), the major timelines can be summarized as such:

Monday, June 7, 2021

The Return of Kat

My name is Kat, and I am an Omnymphotent.
 
There is a small chance you are familiar with me. I was supposedly a character in some horny guy’s erotic fiction. There, I had psychic powers and took a redheaded young man named Ben as my lover, using my powers to greatly enhance our sex life. I took control of his cock and his libido, I used him as my fuck toy and made him suffer sexual torment for my amusement and arousal. And he loved it. We were a perfect match for one another. Me, a sadist with powers most men couldn’t handle, he a masochist fully willing to be my chewtoy.
 
It wasn’t as bad as I make it sound. After an initial dubious encounter, in which I am fully willing to admit I overstepped my boundaries, we talked it over, he forgave me, and I convinced him to keep being my lover. I was the perfect mistress he’d always fantasized about, he was the perfect boytoy for me. We made it an official BDSM relationship. It was consenting, I assure you; at no point did I use my powers to make him agree to be my sub. He trusted me and served me dutifully, but when he needed me to stop, I backed off. But he could take a lot before he got to that point, and I was always grateful for it.
 
Eventually, however, he had to leave me, as our careers took us in different directions and forced us to move apart. But our time together was not only one of the most fun times of my life, it also helped me learn a lot about myself as a person. Of course, that could have only seemed like the most important part of my life, because it’s the only part my author chose to focus on for his story.

Monday, May 10, 2021

Released

Cyl found him sitting on the patio of a small cafe, sipping a coffee while reading from an e-reader. She materialized in the seat across from him, wearing her skimpy red bikini. He was naked, of course; the girls here wouldn’t let him wear clothes.
 
Her appearance didn’t really startle him; he’d gotten used to magical women just showing up unannounced in his presence. He glanced up at her, scowled, and set his e-reader down. Despite his apparent annoyance at her presence, his cock seemed quite happy she was here, as it immediately started to rise to attention. She glanced down at it, appraising his condition. She sensed that Sal had been allowed a marathon relief session the night before, a reward for good behavior after enduring days of cruel, magical cock-teasing.

Friday, April 2, 2021

A Crimson Gaze

A mystic embrace. A cosmic kiss. Light and thunder and creation. And by the will of two goddesses, a third was born.
 
Cyl and Whitney watched as their duplicates fused in a roil of wild energy that threatened to shake the latter’s entire mansion. But before the first tremors could truly start, the well of divine power contracted into itself, reforming and solidifying into the form of a naked young woman.
 
She was a blend of the two Omnymphotents’ features. Her skin was pale, her hair a platinum blond, hanging just a bit past her shoulders. She was slim, but fit, a bit shorter than either woman, but a fully developed young adult. She kept her eyes closed as her form finished coalescing. She let out a long breath, as if trying to compose herself, but there was a clear tension in her stance.
 
Whitney stepped up to the girl first, the elegant blond putting a hand on the newly formed woman’s shoulder. “Are you alright?”
 
“Y-yes,” the girl said in a near-whisper. Her voice was quite cute. “S-sorry, I just need a moment.”
 
“Take your time,” said Whitney with a warm smile.

Thursday, March 25, 2021

Afterlewd: Re-Awakening

NOTE: This story is a follow-up to Metafucktional Miracle. Please read that first.

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Her eyes snapped open and with a gasp, she emerged into the world. She found herself on a large bed in a modest apartment in the suburbs. Her eyes flared a brilliant gold and her hair shifted to silver-white as an ineffable energy and savage arousal surged through her being. She was overcome with a sudden intuition that made her aware of… everything.
 
But following up on that intuition would have to wait. She had to take care of herself, right now, and she had to do it without causing a massive disruption to the world around her. With a thought, she froze the universe around her, and began to frantically masturbate! She could feel the cosmic power roiling in her being as inhuman pleasures bloomed in her core. She couldn’t think, couldn’t parse the flow of information, could only feel, writhing and moaning in divine ecstasy. The world around her remained unaware of the Goddess’s rapturous awakening.

Metafucktional Miracle

 NOTE: What follows is a largely self-indulgent, meta-fictional tale that’s both a semi-joking way for me to process my own writing struggles, and a desperate attempt to break down the mountain of writer’s block that all-too-frequently consumes me.

This story is also intended to be the official fresh re-start of my Omnymphotents story setting as a whole. Prior to this, I had written a dozen or so loosely connected shorts and articles detailing various aspects of the setting and introducing an assortment of characters. However, as I am want to do, I kept being very indecisive as to where I wanted to go with the concept. While I had always wanted it to be a silly, fun series overall, the more I found myself taking it seriously as a story project, the more I got hung-up on "doing it right."

And so, this story was born, as a way to force myself to "just do it." As such, if you are new to this series, and my stories as a whole, there's going to be some confusing references and out of leftfield moments. Don't worry about it. There is still plenty of hot magical femdom in here, so if you hate all the meta-humor nonsense, or don’t get the references, just skip past all that to get to the good parts, like any sensible erotica reader does. :V