Message-ID: <778eli$9705121637@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: Path: qz!news.accessus.net!not-for-mail X-Path-Preload: news.accessus.net preloaded to thwart rogue canceller there Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: From: LadyCyrrh@aol.com Subject: The Annex Reviews--5/11/97 X-Is-Review: yes Some reviews for the newsgroup. Here's another week's worth of reviews. This week we have a new feature, guest reviews. Remember, I can't in all faith guarantee reviews of stories sent to me for critique, so it's probably best not to send them. I can't always guarantee prompt replies to email, either, though comments are certainly welcome. Cat Scratch Fever [A/C] Catburglars [A/C] Sister Act [A/C] When posted: Week of 5/5/97 Where posted: ASS Author: PJurado@aol.com Anapuma and Unipuma are two genetically altered catgirls who, when they're not getting into trouble with the Tank Police of future Earth, spend most of their time licking each other's pussies in the shower. These stories are based on Japanese cartoons call anime which often feature explicit sex and violence--far more than what you'd see on "Aeon Flux" or even Ralph Bakshi's 1970s work, for that matter. (Side note: An animator friend of mine who knew him described him as "a very angry guy.") Anime has a fanatic following here in the states and there are even whole conventions devoted to it. This author is obviously a fan. If you are a hardcore anime fan, and enjoy fantasizing about the mindless violence and sex lives of these heavily stylized characters, you might want to read these. (The author also has a website-- http://members.aol.com.PJurado/index.html--that lists more anime, sf and fantasy-oriented erotica that he or she has written. Oddly, only the titles are listed; the stories aren't available for download.) But as a long-time anime fan myself (my favorite is "Blue Sonnet") and a fan of erotica as well, I have to ask myself the question, Why read about big-eyed, Tina Turner-haired slutbabes when you can go to the video store and rent the original cartoons? Though the author writes competently and the story follows the plotline, action and dialogue of the anime very closely, these stories didn't do a lot for me. I guess it comes down to what author Joanna Russ says about analyzing sexual fantasy: "....only those for whom a sexual fantasy 'works,' that is, those who are aroused by it, have a chance of telling us to what particular conditions that fantasy speaks.". So, an A for hardcore anime fans and a C for non-fans, who are likely to find it juvenile and incomprehensible. This author also posted a survey recently on what anime stories readers would like to see. I'd like to read about the sex lives of Speed Racer and Marine Boy. Oh, and Ultraman, too. On a similar note, anyone wanna write about the erotic adventures of Josie and the Pussycats? Warrior, Healer, Goddess [A] When posted: 5/2/97 Where posted: ASSM Author: zilber@poboxes.com A warrioress saves a slave girl destined to be sacrificed as a funerary offering in ancient Mesopotamia. The two become lovers and travel together to the sacred city. All the familiar touchstones of feminist/lesbian fantasy are present: amazons, priestesses, a Goddess, patriarchal horse clans who keep the women down. At times it felt like Marion Zimmer Bradley's work. This was a well written, tender account of lesbian sex, rather less explicit than the usual fare on ASS and its sattelites, but how can one resist phrases like "Ah, sweet, thy young cunt is like a flower, opening to my fingers." This makes "cunt" into high romance. The story was also interesting because of its historical nature and the formal dialogue style the author employed added to the fun. Now, it's very easy for revisionist feminists like Camille Paglia to make fun of a story like this. Or for males to feel like their penises are about to be cut off. But truly, I found it a good read--though unfortunately the ending was itself cut off, so a repost by the author is suggested. If the purpose of the author when writing a sex story is to entertain you, get you hot, and experience and understand different kinds of sexuality than you normally would, this author did a good job. It is also refreshing to read about romantic consensual sex between women from a female viewpoint. It gets enervating to keep reading about supermodels who 69 at the drop of a hat for no other reason than to provide male titillation. Shocking Times (REPOST) [A] When posted: 5/5/97 Where posted: ASS, ASSM Author: Sven the Elder Address: warthog@boxtwo.com (The Warthog) Last week I hinted wife-swapping stories were done to death, but I just had to review this one. The two couples in question came across as real people and the sex was hot, yet grounded in reality. (Double points because one of the couples is in their 50s and the story addresses some of the issues of age.) The author comes across as an intelligent, responsible fellow. I picture him as an older Norse gent with thinning yet still- flaxen hair and a reddish beard, wearing a plaid shirt and suspenders while writing his stories by a paned picture window that overlooks a garden overflowing with wallflowers, foxgloves, and Icelandic poppies. So there. I liked it! Now on to this week's guest reviewer, the inimitable Mr. Spraycan. (Drum roll, please.) "The Clinic for Women" by The Hoser Filed 4/25/97, alt.sex.stories Why am I a sucker for this kind of medical procedural story? It's obviously some manufacturing defect in my biopentium chip, some childhood trauma. What exactly is the appeal of a factual, unerotic piece about a woman being examined, prodded and examined like a lump of meat? "Clinic" starts out with the unnamed her being told to report to the clinic. No reason is given. She's expected to be menstruating, in a very novel twist for erotic fiction. There's no set-up, no story, no plot, just a recitation -- like a to/from memo from some totally impersonal healthcare droid -- of what she's going to undergo after checking into the clinic: the usual gynie legs-up exam, enemas, then a bladder control test. "the Technician will connect a syringe to the catheter and fill your bladder with sterile water. You will feel a very strong urge to urinate as your bladder becomes full. Next the Technician will slowly remove the catheter while leaving the electrode in place in your bladder. You will then be helped off of the exam table and escorted to a special commode seat ... You will first be instructed just to hold your urine while your bladder pressure is measured. Next you will be instructed to start your urine flow just momentarily and then stop it. The technician will repeat this test about 3 times to measure your bladder control. You will then be instructed to urinate normally until your bladder is empty." After this, she'll undergo various indignities to the rectum and g.i. tract as x-rays and scans are made. But despite all the clumsiness and style faults, I bet you read it to the end. Here's another particularly romantic excerpt from later in the story: "After the exam is completed the colonoscope will be removed and you will be instructed to lie on your stomach. The exam table will positioned to elevate your hips. You will then be instructed to expel the air from your colon. It is important to expel as much air as possible to prevent abdominal cramps and to prepare you for further tests. The technician may insert a tube in your rectum to aid in expelling the air if necessary." Toot toot! Sounds like she'll be there a while, with the author promising us at the end: "Your doctor will prescribe certain therapies based on these tests..." Things I'd have added, if I'd written it: an audience of student doctors, pre-meds, video recording. But fewer x-rays! She'll be glowing in the dark! The Hoser (a new writer?), in a personal e-mail reply, promises us the sequel soon. /mrspraycan Erotic Dungeon by TXPleasure txpleasure@aol.com Filed 5/9/97, alt.sex.stories, and -.moderated. A new writer, always a pleasure to see. She (a guess) takes a romantic stab at a dungeon scene. It's rather 'soft porn' in tone, but it works. It's not heavy on BDSM action, more a talk piece, but the tension is maintained throughout. You find yourself believing it, at times. Tension and anticipation is often better than meat-in-motion action in erotica, anyway. The narrator is taken blindfolded to a club, somewhere she's familiar with from a previous visit as a voyeur, but not as a player. Now, though, she's committed herself to her master. He is with her, and has her undress. He leads her around, describing and reminding her of various tables, crosses, other restraint hardware there. Puts her in cuffs and collar. She's going to perform, perhaps just for him, perhaps for the happy hour crowd. (If they are there, this is a darned quiet crowd, since there's just whispering in the background.) She gets tit-clamped, fucked merrily (by him). She wakes up on display (still blindfolded) in a bed at center of the club. Ending is a little mild, with the dreaded 'luuhhhhv' emerging as she is allowed to dress, is unblindfolded, and sees 'da man what brung her', and is now taking her home. Hope the club membership is cheap, they sound a pretty dull bunch! /mrspraycan (Note: Lady Cyrrh has read this story and gives it a B, with an "A" for effort.) A Gynecology Exam to Remember by "Scott S. Stevens" Filed 5/9/97, alt.sex.stories, and -.moderated. Women! Stay away from University of Wisconsin-Madison! Or rush there, depending on your tastes. This chap, a pre-med, describes his first solo gynie exam. The revelations involve a walk-in patient named Sarah, the usual stacked, smoldering 32-year-old. She insists on having her impressive tits felt, insists on a rectal exam and boogies up and down on his finger. She can't wait to get in the stirrups and spread 'em, wants him to skip the rubber gloves for the twat exam, says he should warm the speculum in his mouth . . . you know, realistic stuff. She starts to get hot: "I was trying to understand this woman. Perhaps she was a nyphomaniac, or had emotional disorders, or a low self esteem that causes her to seek validation through sex with health care providers, or maybe she was just horny and wanted me." Sure. She starts to come, and he's worrying if she's going to have an asthma attack. She grabs him and pulls him down, face first into her muff. Quick, nurse, wheeze wheeze, where's the albuterol! It ends with him getting a blow job and her saying, of course, "anytime." The giveaway for non-authenticity comes with the doofus sign-off: "If there are any guys out there who are jealous of their wifes or girlfriend who have male gynecologists, you should be...I'm told by many that this shit happens all the time. If there are any ladies who would like to share their similar experiences with me, feel free to do so." I suspect a forged header on this story, BTW. Though the writer does know his med jargon and physiology, even if his spellchecker is broken elsewhere. Reading stories like this always reminds me of the scene in Schwartzenegger's "Last Action Hero," where all the women in the video rental store look like drop-dead beautiful models. When he's asked if this can be real he's told "We're in California, kid." Well, this is Madison, WI, kid. Swarming with nympho women with alarmingly green eyes and huge hooters, eager to get the finger and suck your dingus. Quick, what's the Ryder Truck 800 number? /mrspraycan All comments to: Lady Cyrrh@aol.com -- +--------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `------------+ | story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us | story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us | | Archive site +--------------------+------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | \ .../assm/faq.html> /