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...
LONG LIVE THE KINKY FINALE a 4 PART SERIES Note: For better understanding of this story please read TRANSSEXUAL SISTERS Part 4 and 5 and LONG LIVE THE KINKY Chapter 5 page 7. A REUNION It was like a class reunion as old friends gathered for the weekend at Dawn and Gwen's spacious home. Michelle and Nicole flew in from New York where they were featu...
CisterWife Copyright 2017 Jessica Mandella Used by permission, all rights reserved. Introduction. CisGender is the opposite of TransGender. The way some gay people talk about opposite gender body parts makes me blush, but not for terminology. As an ally, I'm mortified by bigotry within our ranks. One cister actually called me a 'trag-hag'! This story exp...
This is a true story. The girls in this story are 36 (Me) and a 24 years old (the girl I was with). **** This morning was kinda special for me. I woke up early and logged into my adult online game to see if my wife Candy, a Transgender Female, was on and she was. We talked for a bit about some things and then I dragged her to one of the virtual beds and...
The crowd at the Tipsy Horse, Avery's favorite hole-in-the-wall bar for weekend debauchery, was loud and intoxicated when she walked in. She didn't even need to show her ID at this point; all of the bartenders knew her and were excited to see her. Becca, Avery's favorite bartender, was pouring shots for a group of girls when she walked up. She looked over...
Call me Mak, because I know that for you Westerners, the Somali ethnic name Makkah is tough to pronounce. My name is Makkah Abdullah and I was born in the City of London, England, to Somali immigrant parents. These days, I attend Brunel University, where I study Criminal Justice in preparation for a career in law enforcement. Being Black, British and Muslim...
For the past week, since talking to Human Resources and my own manager, things had been going quite well for me at the work place. Carissa had settled into the job at the help desk once worked by Carl. Everyone at the cable company knew that Carl was history. I was probably handling a couple of dozen calls a day. Most called for simple solutions. Some were...
My name is Ceren Armaghan, and I'm a young Turkish woman living in the City of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. I'm an international student at Carleton University right here in the Capital. Whenever I tell people that I come from Turkey, they always assume that I am Muslim. Nothing wrong with being a Muslim, of course, but not everybody in Turkey is Muslim. The...
Author's Note: These short fantasies started off as weekly mini-stories for my readers, but the newsletter was shut down because autoresponders do not accept adult content. I thus decided to publish these fantasies for free for my readers to enjoy. It is meant to entertain, so please do not leave hateful comments if everything is not perfect. I am only human...
The car had arrived. I got up from the breakfast table and ran upstairs to retrieve my laptop and other office gear. I looked at my reflection in Margot's full length mirror. I looked great in the outfit Nicole had selected for me. The short, but not too daringly short, dark blue pencil skirt had a matching suit jacket. With that I wore a nice white a bit as...