Yeah, that was the end of what I have written. I thought about another chapter like you mention, but it just felt a bit…gratuitous and self-indulgent? There also wasn’t exactly much plot left to run on either, so it would have just been some sloggy description and maybe some sex scenes that didn’t add much to anything, beyond confirming what everyone can tell is going to happen if I end it here.
Honestly, I’m a lot more interested in writing a story about how someone gets to a new body/life, than I am in describing that new body/life once they’ve reached it. Once the transformation or control is complete, the story loses erotic force for me and I become a bit disinterested in drawing anything out.
Now that I’ve said that, I should add that I really liked writing both this one and the last version of Stinkers, so this certainly isn’t the last you’ll see of this in particular. This whole story, for example, would fit excellently into the framework of City of Bears as a starting point for something much longer. So chances are this isn’t the last we’ve seen of Eric, and his story will get embellished and extended somewhere along the line.