For years I let myself be deterred from embracing my M/f desires by (in part) the most vile voices describing what they would like to do to shrunken women. To this day I am more likely to call a SW a “bug” than a “bitch.” I know there are SWs out there who crave straight-up misogynist abuse from giant men, but I have to work myself up to provide that.
I still remember being taken aback by an anonymous comment from a SW on Tumblr who wanted to be passed around by a fraternity and abused every which way. I knew the inverse scenario was a staple of the SM fantasy, so I eventually shrugged and let it become the inspiration for Bitter Dregs, which some readers indeed wrinkled their noses at.
I knew I’d get a similar reception for The Prof, although it was easier to write knowing that I might eventually give those guys their comeuppance.
