Monday, May 25, 2020

Little Silver Eggs

Hey-yo! Still alive!

In fact, I'm busy writing CORE #15, as always in collaboration with the magnificent Uzobono. So look for that in, uh, mid summer?

I'm still getting good erotic mileage out of my Stardew Valley headcanon, the one with Abigail being seduced/programmed into becoming a Joja female appliance and accepting brain implants which basically turn her into a robot.

The original idea I formulated is here: Joja! and expanded upon with the brain implant design later on here: Apply Directly.

Since one of the purposes of this blog is to capture ideas for hypothetical later use, here's the third installment.

Here's a quick character reference, if you haven't played Stardew Valley.


As Abigail is transitioning to a female appliance, the story also is transitioning from her lived experience to that of the farm owner. As Abigail's brainwashing and dedication to Joja deepens, one of the key tasks that Joja sets her on is the brainwashing of the farmer (let's call her "Playa"). Thus, by the time Abigail returns from Zuzu City with her first brain implant, Playa is already erotically programmed to desire her own conversion into a Joja drone - to be specific a Joja farming asset.

The brain implants, as mentioned, are both internal and external - little egg-shaped devices of which half are visible on the outside of the head (and the other half, internal to the skull and radiating control wires across the brain). Aethernaut did a fantastic illustration of the concept:

 The first brain implant gives Joja more-or-less total control over their new asset. In theory a resistant subject could fight the brain implant's control - and lose - but of course at this point the asset has been deeply brainwashed and wants nothing other than to be the best Joja drone she can be. As the step up from brainwashing, the implant does allow Joja commands to be fed directly into the asset's mind, although the asset's brain still needs to process the instructions and take action (so not puppeteering). And the implant continues the brainwashing process; external hypnotic sounds and visuals continue to be applied (eagerly, by the asset herself) but are now accompanied and coordinated by the implant as it reads the brain and applies direct bio-feedback as appropriate.

A third task of the first implant is to record the asset's personality. This is because that personality will be erased by the implantation of the second implant, which is installed on the opposite side of the asset's skull. Thus, when Abigail returns from the Joja surgical facility the second time (an appointment that just thinking about made her almost climax, so intense was her desire to become a better slave), she's really not 'Abigail' any more. The second implant contains the slave personality that is now threaded throughout Abigail's brain, and integrated with the first implant. 'Abigail' - or rather, Joja female appliance #17,562 - is now essentially a robot, receiving commands and obeying them without really wanting anything, other than to obey.

Playa has been hypnotically primed for this and finds it intensely erotic, and when she fucks the very receptive female appliance (after all, that's one of a female appliance's core functions) she's almost more aroused by 'Abigail's' robotic demeanor than she is by her naked body. Playa herself at this point is becoming extremely receptive to the idea of getting her own brain implant.

Once the second implant is satisfied that any remaining traces of 'Abigail' have been dissolved, female appliance 17,562 returns for the third brain implant. As mentioned, it's a socket, a half-egg shaped depression in the center of her forehead. It's a receptacle for a personality module, of which female appliance 17,562 has returned with three, silver orbs in a small velvet box. One of them is labeled 'Abigail'. Inserting that module results in twenty seconds of fluttering eyelashes as female appliance 17,562 reboots; and then smiles. It is now perfectly able to simulate the mannerisms of 'Abigail', and has access to Abigail's memories via its link to the Joja databases. Of course, female appliance 17,562 has no desires other than to serve Joja and is merely pretending to be Abigail.

In fact, the 'Abigail' personality can and is applied to female appliances throughout the Joja economy, just as female appliance 17,562 can instead socket one of the other personalities - it has returned with one labeled 'Latisha', an identity once belonging to a different female appliance.

Then there is the third personality, labeled only with a red stripe around the silver orb. After several days using the female appliance both with and without the 'Abigail' personality, female appliance 17,562 instructs Playa to insert the third orb. She obeys. The third personality is entirely artificial, and has one mission: to complete Playa's transformation into a Joja farming asset.

Helpless to resist her artificial Mistress' dominance, Playa submits to ever-deeper brainwashing, including the injection of drugs which both increase her strength (coupled with intense, Mistress-controlled workouts) and her bust size until Playa begins lactating. Not only will she serve Joja by working on the farm, she will produce milk with her own body for their use. Her days begin now strapped into a milking (and brainwashing) machine.

At this point we introduce Leah. A friendly neighbor, Abigail laid the stage for her intake into Joja slavery earlier, and now the Mistress Module instructs Playa to intensify the secret and then overt brainwashing of the red-headed artist. Playa eagerly complies. By the time Playa reports to the Joja surgical facility for her own brain implant, Leah is eagerly masturbating as she imagines one of her own.

Once Playa returns with the implant, the Mistress Module is no longer required and is returned to the box. Joja can control Playa's brain directly, and does so. Playa of course is now an eager farming asset, strong in body and productive with her pendulous breasts. She has sold her entire farm to Joja in return for a lifetime lease on the property, with the legal stipulations that Playa must work the property at Joja's direction, planting what they direct her to and selling the produce to Joja at whatever price Joja specifies. Playa herself is legally bound to the property and may neither leave nor alter the contract - not that she will ever wish to. She is a Joja farming asset, just like the farm itself, and her only desire is to produce for Joja.

Leah of course is an artist. As she hangs out with Playa and female appliance 17,562, who by now rarely has a personality module installed, and obeys Joja commands and Playa's commands equally robotically, Leah wonders what sort of Joja asset she will become. Can Joja make use of her artistic talents, once she is their property? Every day she edges closer to making that erotic and permanent leap.

In the event, the answer is "no". Leah returns with her brain implant and announces that she is to become livestock. Playa smiles and begins Leah's course of brainwashing and drugs and exercise, turning her into a milk-producing farm laborer much like Playa herself. Only where Playa is a Joja farm asset, receiving commands directly from her brain implant, Leah is livestock. She will work and give milk but will provide no input of her own.

When 'Leah' returns with her second implant, Joja Livestock Asset #4,901 mindlessly gets to work on the farm.


So! As you can see, I continue to evolve and get mileage out of this scenario. One challenge is that I almost certainly should not write it as erotic fan-fic, meaning that I should change all the names. Unfortunately I love the name 'Joja' - I've repeated it so much as part of the fantasy that it will be hard to break. What do?

Hope you all are well!

Thursday, April 23, 2020

Porn in the time of Corona

So! Uh... second quarter! Not dead, just slow.

Obviously lotsa stuff has happened in the three months since my last post - and by "stuff" here I am referring to "Tabico's preferred genres of porn". But what finally got me off my duff and posting again is... Resident Evil, specifically Resident Evil 3. Even more specifically, Resident Evil 3 porn.

Now, I've not played the game but I am familiar with the franchise (from porn), and apparently Resident Evil 3 was released recently and the graphics are pretty in-fucking-credible. And also apparently the game has a pretty good modding community and amongst those modders are my kind of perverts.

So in the unmodded game there are various horrible crawly beasties that can prey upon your female protagonist. Some of that "preying upon" involves hoisting her up, shoving a tentacle down her throat, and squirting parasite larvae into her. Other beasties are head-swallowing things that latch onto a person and turn them into a shambling zombie.

If you are here, you know the effect this sort of thing has on my libido.

But what really turns this from "oooh, hot parasite action in main stream media" into "schlick schlick schlick schlick" are the mods. Specifically, mods which replace the normal clothes of your protagonist with a sweat-slick nude body wearing only a bondage harness. And with pierced nipples.

Oh, lawzy.

Now I don't have Resident Evil or, I suspect, the sort of console that it plays on (PC gaming master race reporting in), but luckily for me some person in Japan has posted a jillion screencaps, and some really hot videos, of his modded Resident Evil ladies dressed in sweat and damn near nothing else. And has shared them with us on his/her Pixiv account, under the name ASTROMONS:

If you want my particular favorite, open up "RE3 log 2", skip the pictures (for the moment) and click "Continue Reading" to see links to the videos. The best of them is the head-swallowing parasite video, which because I am nice I will link to right here:

But if you like glistening video game ladies in fetish-skimpy outfits, many of ASTROMONS' videos and pictures are worth your while. Note that they are quite large and thus require some disk space and a decent Internet connection.

In other news... well, like I say there's a bunch that's happened and damn me if I can remember it. I am working on CORE #15 with Uzobono so you have that to look forward to, and of course if you have not seen her latest issue of Aria of the Hive you should reward yourself with it immediately.

Also, for no reason other than I feel bad for dropping to quarterly updates - at least, in practice, in theory I should be weekly! - there's a couple of other sites you can check out if you aren't already.

First is, which is a place porn artists post their work. It's very predominantly Poser/DAZ material, and 60% or more of it is futanari (not my thing), but there are some very good artists there and they update a lot so it's worth checking.

Second, although a lot of the porn that fled tumblr went to twitter, a lot of it also went to bdsmlr. My current most-checked bdsmlr page is, due to its nice combination of hitting my particular smut interests and being updated what seems like every few minutes. I also check out regularly for obvious reasons, but Callidus updates only a bit more often than I do.

Hope you are all well in this strange, strange time of staying home.

Sunday, January 19, 2020

Tabenings - 2020 edition

Happy New Year!

Looks like it was... geez, October (!) the last time I posted.

When writing this blog weekly, the problem was generally that I'd have to come up with something to talk about. With the sort of delays that have been going on around here recently, the problem is the converse - there's been so much mind control and smut related content to discuss that I've forgotten half of it and don't know where to start with the other half!

But there are at least a few things I have been keeping pinned to my mental corkboard for you guys, so let's start with those.

First, the realm of manga. The overlap between "yuri" (lesbian) and "mind control" content is sadly quite slim, but I read an intriguing translation recently and wanted to share it with you: Wizard after twelve o'clock.

If you want to read it without spoilers, go do so now, because the discussion in the next paragraph will give away a pretty major plot point.

The manga (technically a doujinshi, but I'm not gonna flirt with pedantry because I am not nearly enough of a weeaboo to do so successfully) dips into those convoluted realms of hypnotizing one's self and hypnotizing another to be dominant that trilby and I used to love writing and discussing. Plotting out who is programming whom to do what stretches mental muscles that are surprisingly  pleasurable to exercise.

In a different vein, fans of Hajime Sorayama will enjoy being made aware of an exhibit currently going on which features his work: Tokyo Pop Underground (exhibited by Jeffrey Deitch).
Finding photos involves going to a few different web page permutations; here are some:

It's decades ago now, but Sorayama's illustrations were a really big part of my fetish fantasies for many years. Speaking of the Great Old Ones, thrall also was strongly attracted to the visions he put forward. thrall, if you're reading this I hope you're doing well!

Amusingly, my teenage daughter recently noticed the collection of Sorayama art books I have on the shelf in my voluminous library downstairs and gave me one of those inscrutable "what is this / mom, you are such a..." looks that teenagers do so well. I never thought, back in the late nineties when I was hunting for physical copies of Sorayama art books the way a junkie hunts for that dime bag he just knows he put away for later, that one day middle-aged Tabico would have to deal with either hiding or explaining her arty porn from her daughter.

In other current news, Dollmistress made some very lovely images based on my story 'Rouge' - one of my best stories, I think - and was subsequently inspired to produce a marvelous new illustrated story set in the universe, a story which I am consuming like the aforementioned junkie (F5 - F5 - F5 - F5 - etc).

And there was lots of other lovely stuff in November and December of last year which I should be mentioning here but am not because I have the memory of a pop-tart. Feel free to remind me in the comments, though!

Tuesday, October 29, 2019

Tabenings - Burglar Edition

CORE #14 Parte the First is out! If you haven't obtained it, you can now do so over at Uzobono's DeviantArt page. And of course I encourage you to do so!

So this post is a good spot for any CORE feedback you'd like to leave, although of course you can also leave feedback over there, I'm only checking it every fifteen seconds or so.

After posting here I'm gonna go answer some email. It was my habit for a really long time to answer every email I received, and I only fell off of that habit this year. I've gotten a number (like, ten) really nice emails this summer and haven't answered any of them. This of course is a self-reinforcing problem, because then I feel bad about not replying and so I don't go look at my email. But let's see if we can't get to some now.

Also, lots of hot ideas in response to my previous post. (Not a surprise of course given that some of my favorite fellow authors are represented there!) Some of them would work quite well in combination, too. I appreciate everyone's feedback and certainly enjoyed the mental imagery conjured.

Although may of my in-brain sex fantasies are still revolving around my Joja scenario, I would also like to get back to "Modding", it's like half done already. The trick is I need to write some vignettes and have been having trouble with them. If I can do it I'll try and leverage the Secret Files here and maybe hammer out one a week until I have the four or so that I need. Let's see if I can re-stack my life a bit to get at least two hours of smut writing time a week.

Okay, to the email before I run out of steam. Go read CORE #14.1! And let us know what you think.

P.S. The fact that Half Shim is slowing down blog posting just as I am ramping back up is NOT EVIDENCE that we are the same person, or share one brain between us, or anything like that. Not in the slightest.

Wednesday, October 16, 2019

The Craftswoman

I had an interesting story thought recently.

In a lot of mind control stories, women who are brainwashed into becoming highly sexualized often get boob jobs. My particular ne plus ultra is the Mind Control Comics story Bearing Gifts, in particular issue #14 (which is #9 in the Found Objects storyline), in which the protagonist actually magic-brainwashes an actual cosmetic surgeon so that he will have an "on staff" person to give his ever-growing harem all the boob jobs he wants. But it's also in their titles Audiophilia and others, although in Bearing Rubies it's nano-magic-technology rather than silicone.

I recognize that Mind Control Comics are paywalled, I have had a subscription there off and on over the years. Apologies for referencing them and not sharing.

Anyhow, we take the cosmetic surgeon protagonist - female, of course - but we put her in the vicinity of a Wicked Mind Controller and turn on a slow burn. Let's say she works in the Valley (the San Fernando valley, a part of Los Angeles known for being home to a large amount of pornography production companies and their staff) so she does boob jobs and butt implants and lip implants etc etc and has no qualms about doing them.

First she notices that the most recent Pretty Young Things who've come in to have work done have the same address - an apartment complex, say. And they seem a bit spacey and use the exact same phrases. Then things get a little weirder - maybe a reference to "Mistress" (or "Master" if you prefer, frankly if we keep the W.M.C. offscreen it doesn't really matter their gender so pick what pleases you) and perhaps they bring in the same "this is what I want done" photos and so on.

Of course, in a Tabico story, all of this is simultaneously making the protagonist nervous and extremely horny. Should she be worried? Why are these young sex-drones-in-the-making all coming to her? Will the W.M.C. ultimately come to brainwash her (and does she secretly want that?)

Soon enough the W.M.C. would engage in overt communication. "I appreciate your work", "Here's a nice bonus", "Such artistry", etc.

And then things could get more dubious - maybe one of the drones comes in and requests to have something implanted. Won't say what it is. Iris dying. Tattoos with special ink. (Kind of shading into my Joja story, here).

So that's the idea. I haven't really settled on a conclusion - what do you think? How would one satisfactorily wrap that up? Simply having the protagonist ultimately get collected would be appropriate and desirable but would totally lack punch. I think a second plotline is necessary, something to weave in that could rise up at the end for a good solid climax.

Oh, yes, I appear to be back. I won't make promises but hopefully this will be regular again. (There are many many blog pages boldly proclaiming "I am back!" which are the last update ever seen, so I shan't tempt fate). Lots of stuff has come out during the summer and I aim to point out a bunch of it. Also, Uzobono and I are almost finished with CORE #14, we should see a release before Halloween, God willing and the creek don't rise.

Wednesday, April 3, 2019

Xiim Land

Nope, nope, not giving up yet! Still postin'!

I think I shall natter about a couple of things this week.

The first is not smutty - well, not very smutty - namely: Rammstein is back!

I love me some Rammstein. This will be their first album in ten years; the video for the first single ('Deutschland') off said album was released last week, and holy shit is it something. I've had it pretty much on constant rotation.

Now, as I say, I love Rammstein. Also, I speak German (poorly) and am quite the history buff, so watching Rammstein's take on what it means to be German, with all the historical baggage that brings, is super compelling.

 As a history buff, the video is a real feast. We start in the Teutoburger Wald, where Arminius and his Cheruscii wiped out three Roman legions, and bounce through a whirlwind of German history: medieval monks, Barbarossa, the DDR, Nazis, yes, but also Weimar Berlin and even the fucking Baader-Meinhof gang! It's fantastic.

Also, it's beautiful; the cinematography is gorgeous. And well over the top in the usual Rammstein way.

So I love it.

Now, I could lapse into a dialectic about whether it is good - or even possible - to love Germany (as a German), given Germany's history, but (a) that would last for pages, (b) who am I to say anyway, and (c) this isn't that sort of blog!

So on to the smut!

I believe I have written about Vice here before; he's been an erotic mind control artist and enthusiast for easily as long as I have, and has produced lovely fetish imagery regularly for years. If you're not familiar with his work you're either new or have been doing your masturbating under a rock.

Whatever floats your boat, man.

This month's illustrations once again feature the alien mind-controlling Xiim, who have captured and biologically enslaved (mmmm) a pair of lovely superheroines, Dare Damsel and the Awe, and are putting the pair through some paces.

The whole series is hot, of course, but I was particularly captured by the content of the last pair of images. Vice's text is as follows:

"The collective's science cell believes it should be to modify the human female's biology so that they are capable of parthogenic self-impregnation. In this fashion they will be able to birth their own clones, providing the Xiim with a self-sustaining population of slave-soldiers."

Holy shit. I mean, think about it. Picture it unfolding over time - Dare Damsel obediently pregnant with herself. Raising children who look just like she did at any given age, for the explicit sole purpose of serving their alien masters. Both superheroines, constantly pregnant, obediently/blissfully raising a slave army of themselves. Looking at the girls and seeing themselves as children - and yet, brainslaved into focusing only on turning the girls into the best slave soldiers the Xiim could want.

Think about the clones as hot nubile teenagers, with slave mothers who are what they themselves will grow into.

A slave race - or at least, slave extended family. Of themselves.

How enslaved do you have to be to eagerly abet that?

Anyway, I think it's super hot. Thanks yet again, Vice!

Saturday, March 23, 2019


Crap, it's Saturday! Four days late! I'm a little concerned about this trend...

Anyway, what happened in smut last week. Well, if you (like me) hadn't noticed, Callidus posted a new story with some accompanying images. Funny thing is, I check his blog every few days or so, but the sneaky fellow posted the story without posting a blog update and so although the story dates to February 19th I hadn't been aware of it until just a few days ago.

This is also another piece of annoying fallout of the bowdlerization of tumblr, which used to be the easy way to check these things but of course is now pointless.

So go check out 'Neighborly'. It's super hot, although I would say that because it's drawing a heavy influence from one of my own stories. And as I have said many times before, I write what I want to read, so if other people write similar stuff I am just chuffed. And I was so chuffed this time as well! Huzzah!

In other smut related news, three of my usual porn comics are going on and worth keeping up with:

and of course
I have to admit I don't know what a "Gardevoir" is (well yes, it's clearly a Pokemon, but I mean beyond that) but in The Kite's universe they are certainly very fuckable.

In non-smut news I watched 'Captain Marvel' the other night and liked it bunches. I've always been a fan of the whole Kree-Skrull conflict and it was fun to see it on screen, although their characterization of the skrulls was a bit off IMO. Also they juuuust shied away from having C.M. being a lesbian, which was regrettable as far as I am concerned but understandable given that they wanted that sweet, sweet $750 million (or whatever) in global ticket revenue. Alas. Still a fun movie.