T.F. Wright

T.F. Wright

Wishlist The Pirate's Fate on Steam now! You can find out more info about the game on the store page, too!

Thanks so much for your patience, everyone. I know it's been a long year, but hopefully the wait will be worth it.

Pirate's Fate Update

Thursday, 09 November 2017

The coding for The Pirate's Fate is more than 50% completed! Meanwhile, on the art side of things, all of the pictures are completed, with the exception of adding in a few expressions and a final extra illustrated sequence or two. We've also managed to get a lot of the voice over work completed, too, along with all of our backgrounds and music. We've also started work on a new trailer, which we hope to debut within the next couple of weeks.

We also plan on starting beta testing around that time, too! We'll post another update soon with instructions for applying to that if you are interested. 

I also wanted to answer some of your questions. Kris Schnee wrote: "How have you been doing in adapting your writing to the available game engine technology? What have you learned from the process of working on this script and coding so far?"

That's a great question, Kris! It was pretty hard for me to adapt my style. I like to focus on inner monologue and descriptions of things like body language, and I couldn't do that this time around. I had to express myself purely through dialogue. So I had to learn how to try to develop characters in a new way - largely by exploring the character's conflicts with each other. The other challenge was when I normally write, I know what comes next. But there are 8 branching plot paths in this game, and 40+ romances. So I have to make sure my plot threads are flexible without feeling vague. That was a real challenge as well.

Thanks again to everyone for your patience and your support! I'll try to post more often as we get closer and closer to setting a release date. 

New Ebook: From Actress to Ogress

Thursday, 14 September 2017

 

Yes, I've finally published a new book! Cassie Diamond, a fading Hollywood starlet, has been given a chance to reprise her most famous role: an Ogre princess. But after an ill-fated encounter with Bruce, a thief who stole an enchanted artifact, Cassie finds herself transforming into an Ogre for real. She finds herself becoming bigger, stronger, taller, fatter. Even her personality is becoming more monstrous, aggressive, and dominant. Will she and Bruce find a way to return to normal, or will she embrace her new dark side? Read the excerpt on this site and then get the full story on Amazon! It's 14,000 words of steamy Ogre transformation.

Note: you do not have to own a Kindle to read ebooks from Amazon. You can read for free on your browser via Kindle's Cloud Reader. You can also sign up for Kindle Unlimited to read this book.

Update: Busy Coding

Friday, 30 June 2017

I've been very busy working on the coding for The Pirate's Fate, my visual novel project, which has become much larger than I initially anticipated. I'm still finding a little bit of time to do some writing, but I haven't had been able to publish new stories. This is partly because of factors outside my control, such as problems finding artists for a good cover image, and the genre of some of my commission requests.

I do, however, have a lot of ideas for the future. Once The Pirate's Fate is completed, I'll hopefully get to explore some of those, and try to do some more community engagement to see what people are interested in. Thanks so much to all my fans for being patient. When I'm able to post new stories and other content later on, I promise they'll be worth the wait.

I'm still hard at work on The Pirate's Fate, my visual novel project. A rough draft of the script is nearly finished.

I'm attending Califur this weekend and I'll have a booth. I've also finished a new anthro / WG illustrated ebook, called "A Taste of Paris." When Shy Abby started her internship at a bakery in Paris, she didn't expect to be working for the beautiful, talented, outgoing Gia. Will romance bloom? Find out in A Taste of Paris, an illustrated story with weight gain elements. Includes dozens of shaded, colors pictures and 8,000 words. Excerpt below:

“I wanted to ask, have you found a place yet, darling?” said Gia, as she locked up the front door.

“Uh…no, I’m staying at a youth hostel until I…”

“Great! So no place? You’ll stay with me, then,” she said, clasping her hands together.

She’d phrased it as a statement of fact, rather than as an offer, I realized. Was talking that way a French thing, or was it a Gia thing?

Oh my God, I then thought – I’m staying with her! It was exhilarating to think I’d be staying with Gia, but the thought that I’d be rooming with my boss seemed like a recipe for trouble.

“How much do you want for rent? Because I can’t afford …” I asked, hoping that might give me an easy out.

“Rent? Rent??” she asked, bursting into gales of laughter. I didn’t know why she was laughing, but it proved infectious, and I started giggling too. It was so unlike hers – mine being high pitched and chortling, like a schoolgirl watching a cartoon, and hers was deep, throaty, the kind of laugh you let out after hearing a raunchy joke.

“You silly girl,” she said, reaching towards me and pulling me into a tight embrace, then planting two air kisses on either sides of my ears. This one felt more like it was a French rather than Gia thing, I decided – but at this point, Gia clearly knew I was shy American, so her decision to do the gesture anyhow might itself qualify as a Gia thing.

“I won’t charge you a…how you say? Pretty penny,” she said as she pulled away.

“Oh…thank you, thank you…” I babbled.

“Come,” she said, grabbing my hand and leading me away from the store. I assumed she was leading me to her place, and was surprised when we wandered into an outdoor market.

“You live here?” I asked. I knew it was a stupid question before the words left my lips, so why’d I say it? Was being around Gia making me perpetually flustered, or was I just hoping to get another ‘you silly girl’ hug?

“Yes, welcome home.” said Gia. “My fireplace is that flambe, and my mattress is those loaves of bread.”

I’d become so caught up in my own recriminations that it took me a few seconds to realize she was joking, and by then it felt too late to laugh. So I summoned up a grin, before reflexively closing my lips, on account of how I hated how big my teeth looked.

“Let’s get supper, shall we?” said Gia, who practically danced her way across the aisles, buying this and that unfamiliar foodstuff. She spoke French to every shopkeep, but she spoke it so quickly that I couldn’t hope to understand it. All I could take in was the garrulous raw sound, the inflection, the clearly cheery and pleasant tone with which she greeted the world. Even in English, I realized, she’d be speaking a foreign language to my ears.

Get A Taste of Paris via PDF on Gumroad today.

I'll be attending Wondercon in Anaheim Friday, Saturday and Sunday, and I'll have a booth in Artist's Alley! Hope to see some fans. I haven't been able to do a lot of writing/publishing lately because I'm hard at work on my game, The Pirate's Fate (you can read updates on how that's going via Kickstarter). Thanks everyone for your patience.

New Ebooks Released!

Saturday, 11 February 2017

I've finished publishing 3 new ebooks! One, The Perfect Girlfriend Quiz, is a FTM gender change story. After Brienne gets a low score on the online "perfect girlfriend quiz," she decides to take it again and change up her answers. But each time she answers differently, her body starts to transform! Can her boyfriend Grayson intervene before the Brienne transforms into Grayson's perfect...boyfriend? Read part 1 on this site, then read the whole thing on Amazon.

I've also released two new anthro illustrated ebooks - released on Gumroad instead of Amazon this time, since Amazon's formatting of the images is getting a little clumsy and Gumroad allows for selling a DRM-free PDF.

Life Hacked (Punk, Personality Change, Breast Expansion) Tough on crime prosecutor Maven thought the world was black and white. But after an encounter with a criminal who claims her mind was hacked, Maven's morals start to change. Soon she's embracing everything she once denied herself, including hedonism, the punk lifestyle, and even other women.

It's in the Cards (Weight Gain) Issi's new job takes her to a remote research station in the middle of nowhere, with only an addictive online card game and her long distance best friend Maxine to keep her company. But there's more to the game than meets the eye, and Issi is willing to pay any price - including giving up on diet and exercise - to master the game and beat Maxine. 

The Perfect Girlfriend Quiz

Saturday, 11 February 2017

The Perfect Girlfriend Quiz, is a FTM gender change story. After Brienne gets a low score on the online "perfect girlfriend quiz," she decides to take it again and change up her answers. But each time she answers differently, her body starts to transform! Can her boyfriend Grayson intervene before the Brienne transforms into Grayson's perfect...boyfriend? Read part 1 below, then read the whole thing Amazon.

 

 

“The Perfect Girlfriend Quiz” by T.F. Wright and Silex (FTM gender change)

© 2016. This is a work of fiction.

 

“Ever heard of the Perfect Girlfriend Quiz?” Brienne asked her boyfriend, Grayson as they both casually surfed the internet on their phones as they lounged on the bed together.

“No, what’s that?” Grayson asked, arching his back and stretching his toned shoulders as he leaned over her back to get a look at her screen.

“It’s supposedly the most advanced test for measuring…whether or not you’re a perfect girlfriend, I guess,” said Brienne, as she flipped her lustrous, flowing brunette hair out of her face. “Wanna find out if I’m up to snuff?”

“No, I already know you are,” said Grayson, planting a little kiss on the tip of her delicate chin.

“That tickles,” she cooed as Grayson’s stubble tickled her chin. “I wanna take the quiz,” she said. “It’ll be cute to post the results on Facebook.”

“Ok, sure,” Grayson said with a shrug. It was the start of a three day weekend, neither of them had anything specific to do with that time. So, why not?

“Yay! OK, let me begin the quiz…” she said, kicking her feet up into the air, curling her toes a little, and twirling her finger around a curly lock of her hair. “How into sports are you? Well, I certainly go to all your games!”

“But I know it’s just to support me…you weren’t much for soccer before you met me, were you?”

“You got me…” Brienne said, checking the box that said “Not a fan.”

“How much body hair do you have?” she asked, wrinkling her nose a little. “Body hair? What kind of woman lets herself get any of that!” she said, checking the box that said “shave it all.”

“What kind of body type do you have…” she said. “Slender and delicate, I guess?”

“Super slender,” agreed Grayson, tracing her tiny frame through her blouse with his hand.

“What kind of underwear do you wear…” said Brienne. “This is getting kinda personal…”

“I’ll help answer that one,” said Grayson, lifting up her frilly pink skirt. “Lace panties?”

“Ha! There was actually a box here for boy briefs! And boxers! What kind of girl wears those?” she asked dismissively. “I’m going to ace this girlfriend test for sure!”

She went through the rest of the questions confidently, eager to get her grade. But when the test was finished, Brienne was in for a shock.

“D minus?” Brienne asked, pouting up at Grayson. “But…but..why?”

“It’s just a stupid internet quiz,” Grayson said with a little shrug. “I think you’re perfect, and that’s what counts in my book…”

‘You’re sweet…” she said, nuzzling affectionately against Grayson’s shoulder. “But I’m just wondering what they expected from a hypothetical perfect girlfriend. What did they expect? Guys only like girls who are sports fans, or something?”

“Well, you could always re-take it with different answers and see how changing your answers affects your score,” Grayson suggested.

“You know? I think I’ll do that,” said Brienne. “If nothing else, maybe I could write about this for my gender studies class?”

“The effect of stereotypes on online quizzes…” Grayson said with a sardonic tone. Brienne rolled her eyes and ignored him as she refreshed the site.

“OK. Question one…how into sports are you?” she asked. “I’m an…obsessed fan!” she said with a wry grin.

“Oh yeah, big fan,” Grayson said with a snort. What a silly way to waste an afternoon, he thought to himself.

“That reminds me, what time is it?” she said.

“Erm…4:35?” he asked.

“Oh, thank God,” she said, practically leaping across the bed and grabbing the remote control. “I didn’t miss the tipoff!”

“Tipoff?” Grayson repeated.

“For game 1 of the conference finals!” Brienne explained, as the game came on the screen. “Duh!”

“Brienne, you don’t actually have to pretend to like sports just because you gave that answer on the quiz…” Grayson said, his voice trailing off as Brienne stared back at him with utter bewilderment in her eyes.

“Pretend to like sports? Grayson, I love sports!” she stated emphatically.

Grayson wasn’t sure what was going on, but there was an easy enough way to determine if she was really faking it.

“So, who do you think’s going to take the championship?” he asked.

“Golden State, of course, now that Curry’s ankle is better. Even without Curry’s constant 3s, though, they might be considered narrow favorites, especially if the Spurs can’t turn it around against OKC,” she said. 

“Woah,” Grayson said, flopping back on the bed. How did she know all that? Aside from his soccer games, the Brienne knew nothing about sports…

Grayson ran though explanations in his mind, each one totally implausible. But he kept coming back to the quiz – it just couldn’t be a coincidence, could it?

“Brienne, can I see that quiz?” he asked, grabbing for her phone.

“The quiz! Almost forgot. Hey, it’s a commercial, perfect time to get back to it,” she said.

“How much body hair do you have…” she asked. “Let’s see…last time I said, shave it all. This time I’ll say a little bit,” she said, tapping the phone.

Nothing appeared to immediately happen, and Grayson breathed a little sigh of relief.

But when the game came back on and Brienne grabbed the remote to unmute the TV, Grayson noticed something startling: her arm looked a little hairier than he’d remembered.

“Wow! Did you see that?” Brienne hooted excitedly as she pointed at the screen.

Grayson didn’t even respond. Instead, he was busy lining up his arm against hers. It was difficult to tell them apart – hers looked only slightly less hairy than his own!

“Woo! Two in a row!” Brienne shouted, pumping her fists in the air. As coyly as he could, Grayson tried to glance at the arm holes of her blouse. Sure enough, he could see tiny little tufts of hair. Brienne had always insisted on being “as smooth as a baby’s bottom” under her arms, but in just a few seconds, she’d gone from no hair, past stubble, and into actual hair, as though she’d never regularly shaved.

Pretending to be interested in sports was one thing, but how could her body physically change this quickly? Grayson thought about mentioning it to her, but then thought better of it. After all, how would that even go? She clearly wasn’t noticing it, and it would just seem as though he was complaining about her looks.

When it came time for the next commercial break, Grayson found himself shaking. What would she change this time?

“What kind of body type do you have…” she began. Grayson wanted to snatch the phone right out of her hands, if only that wouldn’t make him look crazy. She had such a beautiful, feminine body…

“I think I’ll try…” Brienne began.

“Wait!” Grayson shouted, desperate to stop her but not sure what to say once he had her attention. “Maybe you should just…leave your body type as is?”

Brienne rolled her eyes. “I gotta change some answers,” she said. “I’ll go with…tomboyish and athletic.”

Right before his eyes, Grayson saw Brienne’s girlish features fade away. Her shoulders started to widen, straining the fabric of her blouse. When he glanced behind her shirt, he could see her butt started to change shape in her jeans. The petite, little bubble remolded itself, becoming a firm, taunt bundle of muscle.

Brienne’s breasts started to retract into her flesh, becoming smallish and firmer looking, her cups riding a little looser on her chest. Grayson glanced around her back and saw that the straps were nevertheless tighter than ever – probably a consequence of her broadening back. Instead of an hourglass shape, her body now had an inverted triangle: wide shoulders and back flaring downwards to a small waist and smaller hips.

The changes hadn’t made her unattractive, far from it. In her own way, the new, tomboyish Brienne was still smoking hot. But Grayson couldn’t help longing for the Brienne he knew and loved. Maybe, he thought, if she took the test again and checked the correct box, she’d get her old body back?

“Brienne, honey, can you start that quiz over?” he asked.

“I wanna find out what score I get!” she insisted, her voice carrying a little hint of a growl, which was certainly out of character for her. “Read me the next question so I can keep watching the game,” she said, with a tone that indicated it was an order rather than a request.

“What kind of underwear do you wear?”  Grayson read.

“Do they really expect a perfect girlfriend will wear something other than panties?” she asked with a chortle. “Just put boxers, I guess, to see what happens.”

Boxers!? Grayson wore boxers himself, and he certainly wasn’t keen on having his girlfriend wear them. Maybe if she was trying on his boxers, after lovemaking or something…then it would be OK. But if she was just wearing them, as a regular thing?

Besides, the picture of the model wearing boxers was clearly a guy. What was up with that? Wasn’t this the perfect girlfriend quiz?

Grayson tapped “panties” and moved on.

“What kind of haircut do you have?” he read.

“Hmm…let me take a look at the pictures again,” she said, reaching out for the phone. Grayson tried to hold on, but thanks to her stronger, meatier arms, snatching it away was fairly easy for her. “Haha, what would it look like if I had a buzz cut?” she asked.

“No!” he said, before she checked the box. 

Immediately, Brienne’s hair started to retract into her scalp. Grayson leapt towards her, his hands wrapping around what was left of her hair. To stop it from vanishing, or to appreciate it one last time? Grayson wasn’t sure, but it soon snaked through his shaking fingers and disappeared completely, leaving a nearly shaved head behind. 

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Want to read the rest of the story - 8,000 more words of gender bending fun? Then check out The Perfect Girlfriend Quiz on Amazon today.

 

I'll be releasing a new ebook, "The Perfect Girlfriend Quiz," shortly on Amazon (working on the cover at the moment.) It's a gender change story (FTM this time) and I think you'll enjoy it. I'll also be releasing some anthro-themed illustrated works as well. 

Enjoy!

~

Pretending to be interested in sports was one thing, but how could her body physically change this quickly? Grayson thought about mentioning it to her, but then thought better of it. After all, how would that even go? She clearly wasn’t noticing it, and it would just seem as though he was complaining about her looks.

When it came time for the next commercial break, Grayson found himself shaking. What would she change this time?

“What kind of body type do you have…” she began. Grayson wanted to snatch the phone right out of her hands, if only that wouldn’t make him look crazy. She had such a beautiful, feminine body…

“I think I’ll try…” Brienne began.

“Wait!” Grayson shouted, desperate to stop her but not sure what to say once he had her attention. “Maybe you should just…leave your body type as is?”

Brienne rolled her eyes. “I gotta change some answers,” she said. “I’ll go with…tomboyish and athletic.”

Right before his eyes, Grayson saw Brienne’s girlish features fade away. Her shoulders started to widen, straining the fabric of her blouse. When he glanced behind her shirt, he could see her butt started to change shape in her jeans. The petite, little bubble remolded itself, becoming a firm, taunt bundle of muscle.

Brienne’s breasts started to retract into her flesh, becoming smallish and firmer looking, her cups riding a little looser on her chest. Grayson glanced around her back and saw that the straps were nevertheless tighter than ever – probably a consequence of her broadening back. Instead of an hourglass shape, her body now had an inverted triangle: wide shoulders and back flaring downwards to a small waist and smaller hips.

The changes hadn’t made her unattractive, far from it. In her own way, the new, tomboyish Brienne was still smoking hot. But Grayson couldn’t help longing for the Brienne he knew and loved. Maybe, he thought, if she took the test again and checked the correct box, she’d get her old body back?

“Brienne, honey, can you start that quiz over?” he asked.

“I wanna find out what score I get!” she insisted, her voice carrying a little hint of a growl, which was certainly out of character for her. “Read me the next question so I can keep watching the game,” she said, with a tone that indicated it was an order rather than a request.

Story Flow Thoughts

Tuesday, 27 December 2016

For those of you who are interested in my upcoming visual novel project, "The Pirate's Fate," I wanted to share some of my thoughts:

Creating a good sense of flow to a long story is essential. With so many different adventures in store for the Dread Pirates, I don’t want “The Pirate’s Fate” to start feeling like a TV sitcom or like ‘Star Trek’, with different episodes covering different events and little overall connection. Instead, I’m aiming for more of a ‘Black Sails’ or ‘Game of Thrones’ feel to it: a single story with multiple adventures.  

This is, in part, because I want the story to feel like an exciting adventure, with every scene contributing something special to the ongoing story. In order to tie the story together over these adventures, there has to be some uniting narrative element.  The following is a synopsis my brainstorming efforts on this issue, as well as many hours of discussion with Volkenfox.

One way to create flow would be to have a main villain in the story, and then to make their presence felt on a constant basis. However, I leaned against doing this because I felt like it would interfere with way I want to develop moral choices by creating a very singular goal: defeat the villain. I would prefer a more open-ended story, one in which different goals are available to the player, rather than limiting their options by forcing them to constantly go up against a bad guy.  

Another way would be to focus on some aspect of the world itself, such as its dangerousness, or the ways in which the world conflicts with piracy. However, there are several problems with this approach as well. First, by focusing on the dangerousness of the world, or the ways in which it negatively reacts to pirates, the struggle of the crew becomes merely a matter of survival, which once again is a limiting factor when considering the ways I’d like to offer the player choices for their goals. Second, the nature of the different mini-adventures in the game is so varied that any attempt to force them all to fit a mold would feel ham-fisted, and possibly repetitive.  

What about making the treasure hunt the uniting theme? While it will play a very important role, I’m reluctant make that the largest focus. This is, in part, because it is difficult to create a good sense of tension around such a goal. Since gaining the treasure is the main goal of the crew, the question “will the crew find the treasure” seems like a foregone conclusion - thus, little tension. What’s more, if I simply acknowledge that each time the crew finds a piece of the treasure they are closer to this goal, I haven’t really created any sense of drama or excitement. 

As of right now, I feel like the best way to create flow is to focus on the story of Mila's personal journey. I don’t want “The Pirate’s Fate” to feel like a story about the Dread Pirates, while the player just happens to be able to control Mila. I want the story to be about Mila’s journey, both how it changes and how it changes her in return. This may seem like a subtle distinction, but especially in a visual novel, it is important to be aware of how much your protagonist is merely being “talked at” and how much they are actively engaging with the world. 

Keeping the focus on Mila’s journey will allow the player to steer it towards many different outcomes, preserving the open-ended possibilities for the journey that I’d wanted. And it will also preserve an element of suspense and excitement, since it won’t be clear from the start how things will go.