I'm Michele, a 19 year old cross dresser. I enjoy going for long drives out in the country side. Sometimes I would pass farms where there were young Amish men would be working. On hot days the men would take off their shirts as the toiled in the fields. I almost wrecked on a number of occasions staring at them and wondering what it would be like to have one...
I warn that this chapter contains scenes that readers may find gratuitously violent. Sorry. *** The Black Widow swooped down, cackling as she flew. Her locks of shining black hair streamed behind her as her feathered wings beat contemptuously at the thin evening air. She accelerated towards the tiny figure running towards the light and safety of the small...
Disclaimer: This story is a work of pure fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are either the product of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales is entirely coincidental, and no harm or slanderous intent is implied or intentional. Other than that the usual discla...
That weekend was amazing. I felt really great about my relationship with Marc. Cloe, Stephanie's girlfriend, turned out to also have a surprise. See, she turned out to have a rather nice penis, a nice extremely large, uncut penis. Cloe had even named it, Clarence. Marc had to go back to town on business for several days, but Stephanie said he knew all about...
I couldn't be faulted for doing my best to fight off the depression from these urges that had clutched at me since high school. My parents, bless them, had done what they could to help me—my dad, especially, by guiding me through various sports programs, giving his all to the effort to give me the All-American sports hero life—using up all my time so I didn'...
Sorry for the long absence. As this was the most requested sequel, I made sure Ryan's adventure to be the first now that I have spare time to write again. ALL Characters are over 18. ***** I had to strip the sheets the following morning and found two slaves kneeling outside the bedroom door as I carried the damp, sticky bundle. "Alpha Chef, we will take...
I grew up in a small, southern Illinois town. And I mean small. During my childhood, the town had a population of about 1200 but it had been on a slow decline for the better part of the last 50 years, with a large portion of each subsequent generation moving away and never looking back. Wholly unremarkable, with no stop lights and the only grocery store bein...
There are scenes of unprotected sex depicted in his story. In all cases it was between the main characters, who are in a committed, monogamous relationships and were tested. If you aren't in the same kind of relationship, then you should always protect yourself and wear a condom. Josh shoved another wheelbarrow full of horse manure and bedding toward the...
"Who knows? Not me. We never lost control." -- Kurt Cobain, from David Bowie I noticed the young doctor the moment he cautiously opened the kitchen door with his worn canvas duffel bag hanging over his slumped right shoulder. His eyes looked bright but tired. The best word I could use to describe him would be complex, or maybe distant, as if he was a bit...
A/N: Hello? Anyone there? So it's been MONTHS since I've updated, and I am so incredibly sorry. I won't ramble on about my excuses. I'm just gonna give you a story. Welcome back to Zeke's world. DISCLAIMER: There is a large portion of this chapter (the last time in this story!) that a character makes unwanted advances toward another character. Happy read...