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    Divine Bodies
    Divine Bodies
    Divine Bodies
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    Divine Bodies

    By Johannes T. Evans

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    The god Freyr expects good work from his priests, but gives good rewards. In Medieval Norway, Esben, a trans man, is a devoted priest of the god Freyr, and as reward for his good service, Freyr administers testosterone hormonal treatment in a very magical and satisfying manner.

     

    Featuring transness, divinity, magical HRT, size differences, come inflation, gangbangs, stomach bulges, come inflation, public humiliation, power dynamics, nature imagery, gender expression and embrace of gender identity as faith and worship!

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherJohannes T. Evans
    Release dateSep 5, 2024
    ISBN9798227121530
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    Johannes T. Evans

    Johannes T. Evans is a gay trans man from the South of Wales, now living in Yorkshire, and predominantly crafts fantasy, romance, and erotic works featuring complex and layered characters, especially those who are queer and trans, and he has a particular affection for writing disabled, chronically ill, and neurodivergent characters like himself.  When not writing, he spends his time absorbing queer period works & history, petting cats, taking photographs of native insects, or lusting over fictional pirates and non-fictional bearish men. 

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      Divine Bodies - Johannes T. Evans

      The god Freyr expects good work from his priests, but gives good rewards. In Medieval Norway, Esben, a trans man, is a devoted priest of the god Freyr, and as reward for his good service, Freyr administers testosterone hormonal treatment in a very magical and satisfying manner.

      Featuring transness, divinity, magical HRT, size differences, come inflation, gangbangs, stomach bulges, come inflation, public humiliation, power dynamics, nature imagery, gender expression and embrace of gender identity as faith and worship!

      Breeding kink and dirty talk about pregnancy included but no actual pregnancy. Terms used for Esben’s genitalia are tits, cock, cunt — this story delves into effects as of HRT throughout, so please bear that in mind.

      Divine Bodies is a work of fiction created from the author’s imagination. Any resemblance to living persons, living or dead, or resemblance to actual events, places, or names is purely coincidental.

      Text copyright © Johannes T. Evans 2021. All rights reserved.

      Cover design by Johannes T. Evans.

      Divine Bodies

      The sun was just beginning to rise when Esben woke up, shifting under the blankets on his bed pallet, and he pressed his face more solidly into the back of Kottr’s scruff, pressing his nose into the wiry grey of his fur, wrapping his arm around the hound’s belly.

      Kottr yawned, making a squeaking noise in the back of his throat as he stretched out his legs as far as he could, and then leaned back into Esben’s body, shoving his hard skull up into Esben’s chin.

      The fireplace was still crackling away quietly, almost down to the end of its fuel, and Esben lifted one hand away from Kottr’s thick fur, flicking two fingers toward the pile of logs in the trough beside the door. One of them lifted up immediately, levitating smoothly on the air, and slid into the fire, sending a satisfying puff of new sparks up around the spit.

      Most of the light in the room came from the fire itself, a little more light coming in from the chimney’s gap, that light paler and not as warm. Esben was underneath a layer of four blankets, although Kottr, owing to the thickness of his fur, had elected to burrow under only the uppermost one, laying on top of the others.

      Esben didn’t want to rise just yet, and as he shifted his hand, pulling at the flow of magic on the air, he set a pouch of water to pour into the kettle, a few nettle leaves and berries inside, and then the kettle floated merrily through the cool morning hair, settling itself neatly on its hook over the flame.

      Kottr yawned again, silently this time, and Esben scratched his chest, pressing his fingers into the thickness of his fur. He had gotten Kottr as a young dog, given to him

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