Product Description
At approximately thirty thousand words in total, the four stories that make up Tales of the New Gender are a significant departure from David Holly’s usual themes. To a greater or lesser degree, these stories involve the themes of bondage, exhibitionism, femdom, domination, and submission.
In three of the stories, males must live in institutions or societies tending toward the politics of gynarchy, matriarchy, or gynecocracy. Males are degraded or humiliated through gender role reversal, changing from top to bottom, and accepting the supremacy of women.
In each of the stories males are subjected to bizarre genital modifications including penis reduction, castration, mounding, pussification, or partial transgendering.
David Holly lives, moves, and has his being in Portland, Oregon and environs. He is fascinated by the human penchant for odd mythologies, bizarre rituals, diverse religions, forlorn hopes, and broken dreams. He lives in a garish apartment with multihued walls hung with Haitian paintings and shelved with two thousand books. Sharing the apartment are sundry fur-bearing fellow mortals. He is exceptionally fond of strong coffee, red wine, English bitters, rich stout, inverted roller coasters, nude beaches, and hot-looking guys. He wears bright colors, tight slacks, exotic underwear, and slinky swim briefs. He is joyously pagan and loves making merry in heathen celebrations, marching in pride parades, and frolicking naked on Sauvie Island’s Collins Beach. Find out more about David Holly and his numerous publications at facebook.com/david.holly2 and gaywriter.org.
In three of the stories, males must live in institutions or societies tending toward the politics of gynarchy, matriarchy, or gynecocracy. Males are degraded or humiliated through gender role reversal, changing from top to bottom, and accepting the supremacy of women.
In each of the stories males are subjected to bizarre genital modifications including penis reduction, castration, mounding, pussification, or partial transgendering.
David Holly lives, moves, and has his being in Portland, Oregon and environs. He is fascinated by the human penchant for odd mythologies, bizarre rituals, diverse religions, forlorn hopes, and broken dreams. He lives in a garish apartment with multihued walls hung with Haitian paintings and shelved with two thousand books. Sharing the apartment are sundry fur-bearing fellow mortals. He is exceptionally fond of strong coffee, red wine, English bitters, rich stout, inverted roller coasters, nude beaches, and hot-looking guys. He wears bright colors, tight slacks, exotic underwear, and slinky swim briefs. He is joyously pagan and loves making merry in heathen celebrations, marching in pride parades, and frolicking naked on Sauvie Island’s Collins Beach. Find out more about David Holly and his numerous publications at facebook.com/david.holly2 and gaywriter.org.
