This story, while fictional, is based on real life events in the lives of thousands born male with female identity. They are by nature psychologically and emotionally female but anatomically male. It is a matter of gender identity with these individuals. They are not transvestites but transsexual or transgender. In order to correct nature's mistake, as it mi...
The following story tells the tale of a true life transformation. The Saga is one of self discovery, and of sexual and physical growth in a shocking, yet erotic world of bodybuilding. I welcome your comments and opinions as long as they are supportive and positive. Chapter I: A Lifeless Identity... It was a terrible divorce that left me ruined, and bankrup...
Early in the morning Mr. Jacoby didn't dominate my mind for the first time in three days. I was so flustered that I couldn't think straight. Thoughts of Candi filled my dysfunctional mind. The difference in our ages wasn't that much but Candice's demeanor was that of an experienced woman while my bearing could be described as nothing more that of a naïve sc...
When Annie and I set up house together I knew, in part, it was because I wanted to entirely change my life. I had worked really hard through college, waiting tables when I wasn't studying, and I had worked equally hard for the year since graduating. Now was a perfect time for a change. My job, an accountant for a large advertising firm, was really challengin...
Little Devil Chastity was dressed like a cheap whore. Short, black semi-sheer mini-skirt. Braless, she wore a too tight and too small, neon pink tube top that barely contained her boobs. Cheap costume jewelry and knee high faux leather black boots. Poofy blonde hair, overdone make-up and strong perfume. And underneath, lace, red crotchless panties. It made...
Friday morning Kelly gave me a necklace made of small, gold chain links, long enough to fit around my neck, but short enough that I couldn't remove it. She locked it on using a tubular 3-digit, 4-number combination lock, like what one might find on a bicycle lock, but only an inch and a quarter long and one-third of an inch thick. Kelly explained that she pu...
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A sequel now then to my first-person present-tense "Redefining Punishment," with a short accompanying companion poem. *** October 11th, 8:36 a.m. It has been exactly five months since Mommy, p.k.a. Mistress Helen, has "adopted" me as her slave-puppy-daughter. I have since over this summer left any remnants of my past life behind. I am still essentially...
When I wrote "Two Women and the Glory Holes," I simply wanted to write a piece that was a little different (even a little shocking) and never intended to write any sequels or follow-up stories involving the characters. However, after receiving a number of positive feedback messages from readers who hoped to read more stories involving Jenny and Rachel, I dec...
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction and people need to understand that it is for entertainment purposes only. Note that all characters in the story are over the age of eighteen (18) years old. The term 'teen' or 'teenager' can easily refer to a person who is eighteen or nineteen! I am happy to say that the original story 'Cursed: The Idol of Lesbos' has b...