By Her Cover – Chapter 1

Danielle can’t get the toxic white boy in her class out of her head. He’s racist, presumptive and talks all over her – even if he’s kind of cute and well intentioned. Maybe it’s not so bad to just play along a bit?

Read “By Her Cover” on Archive of Our Own

First chapter of my collaboration with Goddess of Tirar is up on AO3.

I’m pretty excited about the take on Asain TF – it’s definitely a realistic and twisted framework compared my typical, fantastical race change content.

She’s also started posting her prolific backlog of Tirar fantasy erotica on AO3!

Change in mind

This is 95% true. Which parts are fantasy I’ll leave ambiguous.

I’m a liberal feminist who has mainly dated Asian girls.

I’ve fucked girls who were Vietnamese, Japanese, and Chinese. I’ve also slept with two hapas: Korean and Filipina.

I’ve taken virginities and hooked up with ‘lesbians’. I’m usually the first white guy they’ve slept with, always bigger than their other partners.

I keep telling myself it’s just a coincidence. That I’m not getting off on the race aspect.

But deep, down I knew how much I loved seeing these small Asian girls debased.

The Half Korean girl I slept with, I regularly fucked in her family bedroom, with her mom often in the house. She was a ditzy bimbo, half-white trash. She didn’t think twice about the reprocussions of wearing the sluttiest outfits out if it meant I’d spend more time fucking her later.

The Vietnamese girl I hooked up with was a friend with benefits. She was waitress, and model-goregous, but didn’t know how to flirt. I told her she just needed to ask questions, twirl her hair and play dumb. I’ll never forget how, with her broken, accented Engrish, she excitedly showed off her tips after her first ‘flirty’ shift. I convinced her to demonstrate her ‘dumb waitress’ routine and let her just roleplay as that while we fucked. Last I heard she married a white guy, some a local Frat brother she’d picked up from the restaurant.

My Japanese girlfriend was kinky as hell. She was 18, in high school, two years into her stay in America. She loved Playboy and female objectification. She read dirty stories about being made to masturbate in public, and I indulged her by using her and making her expose herself to strangers. One night, when my friend was over, she dropped by with a rented porno and sucked me off while my friend fingered her. The last time we fucked before she moved back to Japan, it was in her little brother’s bed, anal with no lube beside my spit what was dripping down from her soaking pussy.

The Filipina Hapa was the most kinky and fucked up partner I ever had. The first time we fucked, she told me that her mother would be happy she’d landed a white cock. Even though she was American, born and raised, she would dress up in a kimono and put on a fake accent. Her mother was some crazy whore, and she loved porn where the Asian girls were debased and fucked. She loved making friends with white, sorority girls, then getting them drunk or straight up drugging them to eat her out (or watch me fuck them). The last couple of times I saw her, it was after we’d split. She was broke and her (small dicked) boyfriend was out of town. She invited me over, pleading for money and cock. I agreed if she dressed up, in a schoolgirl or ‘asian’ outfit and beg for the money while she sucked my dick.

All of this, and I still came out thinking I didn’t have a thing for Asian girls. That it was just a coincidence that I’ve been able to find and totally own Asian girls my whole life.

But I’m ready to admit: I love Asian girls.

I love how fucked up they are, how easy it is to get them drooling over a huge, white cock.

I love how quickly they’ll debase themselves, dropping all pretense of being ‘normal’ and ‘independent’ girls.

I especially love how they’re eager to remove any expectation that they’re equal, how quickly they’ll embrace stereotypes and ‘dumb FOB bimbo’ acts if it means men will want to fuck them.

Full Orientation



“I don’t get it. When you interviewed me last month, you said you needed an experienced coder ASAP. Now, right when I’m about to begin orientation, you tell me you’re at go-live! After I’ve turned down an offer from

OTTII and moved halfway across the country!”

Well now, Linda. Or Lin, can I can you Lin? I know you were hoping to be part of the launch team, but we’ve had a bit of a breakthrough since last we spoke. I’m sure there’s another role for you here.

“First off, NO – you can’t call me ‘Lin’. Second, if there’s no Development Director role, this is a blatant breach of our employment contact! I’m not going to be some beta tester on your live platform. I knew I shouldn’t have joined up with a bunch of brogrammers”

Let not get ahead of ourselves Lin – I mean Linda. You should really check out -heh- Orientation before walking away from this exciting position. We’ve done some wonder work in what we’re dubbing True Augmented Reality.



“Huh… what just happened… Wait WHAT AM I WEARING?! ”

It’s your new Beta Testing uniform. Once you’re done with Orientation, you’ll be free to leave for the day. Let’s not forget, you’ll be the one in breach if of contract for absenteeism.

“This is bullshit. But you know what, just keep digging your grave here you sick freak.”

I promise you, this is all in your initial contract. Since the product is going to market early, I thought the boys on the team here could get some use out of their hard work. 

We had a vote, and to be honest, between the impression you made when you interviewed and Mark’s ‘Orient-ation’ pun submission, this ‘Horny Asian Schoolgirl’ stereotype easily won.

Now let’s see if the personality update is working yet.

“The personality update? Huh? I’m sorry it’s so difficult to think with all these pink clouds. Were they always there? You see those too, right?”


Ha! Looks like the update is working just fine. Why don’t we introduce you to the team? Give a nice smile!

“Ughh… guess it Lin’s job right? Tehehe… Hai everyone!”

Now let’s get you properly acquainted Ling. You don’t mind if I call you Ling right?

“Mister boss-san call Ling-Ling whatever he like!” *giggle*

Oh boy, Mark really went overboard with the stereotype part. Well, that’s what beta testers are for, right Ling-Ling? Why don’t you let the boys see how happy you are to be working with them.


Some nights, when she started to question her reality, the voice in Linda’s head reminded her of the truth.

Deep down, she didn’t want to respect and equal treatment. She wanted to be humiliated and controlled.

She struggled against stereotypes, but some part of her wanted to embrace them.

It was easier this way. Ling-Ling was so much happier now that she stopped pretending she was a smart, independent woman.

These men we’re just kind enough to help her realize it. And she was eager to repay them every day.


“But try to put yourself in my shoes. You’re perpetuating stereotypes that are hurtful, when you talk about ‘gooks’ or ‘chinks’ or when you act like all Asian girls like being with white men, it just isn’t true. It’s just a stereotype and it’s offensive.” She’s almost shouting at this point and it’s kinda funny. She’s downed almost half the second beer and the flush is definitely showing on her tan cheeks.

“Stereotypes exist for a reason, don’t they? I mean, no one would’ve invented the idea that all oriental women like white dicks if there wasn’t some truth to it, would they?”

“That’s so ignorant. And stop calling us ‘oriental’ please. It’s ‘Asian-American’.”

“But what if I’m talking about someone from China? They’re not ‘Asian-American.’ ”

“Fine, yes, if you’re talking about a Chinese person, call them Chinese or Asian, just stop saying ‘oriental.’ ‘Oriental’ is a carpet, not a person.”

“Yeah, whatever.” Truth be told, I actually thought “oriental” was the PC term, but I guess these people keep changing what they want to be called without telling the rest of us, just to keep everyone guessing. “Anyway, it wouldn’t be a stereotype if all ‘Asian-American’ bitches did not in fact love white cock. Like I said.”

A bit more lewd than what I normally go for on this Tumblr, but damn if this story isn’t all kinds of fucked up hot.

Master PC: Wireless

Excerpt from Master PC: Wireless by Dr. Fakes

“Oh, you big stud guy. Me not know English good, but me know hot to fuck real long and good! Sandy fuck you real good. Me love you to shove dick up Sandy’s hot ass. Shit, I would love that dick in me right now big man. I fuck you so long and good baby!” Sandy said sounding just like a cheap Asian whore now.

“Ok, your turn Sandy. Come on over here and stand next to me.” Sandy bounced over in her little ‘Hooters’ outfit and stood smiling next to me.

“Oh, Mark are you going to make me more sexy too?! I’d love you to do that. I feel so fucking hot now, but I know I can be even hotter. It would be great to be even a bigger bimbo slut than I already am I think.” Sandy said giggling and smiling some.

“Well, ok Sandy. I think I can arrange that. You know I have seen a lot of Asian type girls at ‘Hooters.’ I think I’ll make you Asian now. Yes, that’s a good idea. Sandy I want your face to turn into a hot Asian whore. You should have dark eyes, long straight black hair and become a bit thinner overall. Shrink down a couple of inches too but keep your sexy figure. Yeah, I want you to end up looking like a hot Asian porn star that works at ‘Hooters’ right now.” I said to her.

Again the changes happened fast. Sandy’s face became oriental and her hair changed into deep black long tresses flowing down her arching backside. Her eyes became almond shaped and very dark as her face rounded some. She thinned out like I had said and got a bit shorted. She looked like she could do a whole platoon of marines now all by herself. There really wasn’t much left of the old Sandy now.

“Oh, man that was weird. I feel so odd, but so cock hungry too now. I’d love to serve some army guys some beer and let them paw all over me in this outfit. Yeah that would be fucking hot!” Sandy said as she also ran to look in the mirror.

“How do you like the new you Sandy? I think you look like a real Asian whore now baby!” I yelled at her from the other room.

“Oh, I love it Mark. I love my hair and eyes. I look like a some kind of geisha whore right now! God, it feels so good.” Sandy said coming back and tossing her arms around me. She gave me a kiss on the neck and started to fondle my cock outside my pants.

“Well, Sandy let’s finish you up. I now want you to talk like an Asian whore would. I want you to have a real dirty mouth and try to attract and guys by talking to them or showing off your hot body. Now, I want you to start acting like that now and try it out on me.” I told her. I could see her head shake a little then she got a big grin on her face.

“Oh, you big stud guy. Me not know English good, but me know hot to fuck real long and good! Sandy fuck you real good. Me love you to shove dick up Sandy’s hot ass. Shit, I would love that dick in me right now big man. I fuck you so long and good baby!” Sandy said sounding just like a cheap Asian whore now.