***** Once again, thanks to a wonderful editor! AsylumSeeker, thank you for your input and comments. This story follows directly after TMUP 01. It is the morning after Angela's transformation, and her bladder is filling up. Angela grows more and more desperate, and Gwen becomes curious. If you don't like watersports/golden showers, please don't read this i...
Angela was well on her way down the highway by the time Michael had realized that his wife had bought him a maid’s outfit. It was the next step in her humiliation of him, he thought to himself. She had pleasured herself at his expense all night then taken him shopping while he was dressed as a woman. Then she made him go down on her in the dressing room and...
It was a beautiful Spring day. Angela was walking to her house from class. She was a senior this year, and even though she just turned 18, she still had to walk. Her mother worked during the day and took the car, so she either had to get a ride from a friend's mom or walk. It was spirit week this week at school, and for the final day her friends and her had...
Angela had just finishing brushing her long blonde hair, getting ready for bed, it had been a long day with one thing and another. Her morning had started so well with Steve joining her for her shower. She smiled as she replayed their "fun" in her mind. Getting wet and wild! She had stepped into the glass shower stall, closing the door behind her, turning th...
Angela looked over the flyer she found in her desk drawer, fondly recalling the event. A Halloween Evening at Del Ray was not her first swinging experience, Jacob and she had experimented a few times with other couples in a fairly conventional swap situation, but this was so different. Initially, when Jacob showed her the flyer and mentioned he had reserved...
As the doorbell rang, Will leapt to his feet and raced to the door of his flat. Heart pounding, he flew down the flight of stairs to the hallway. Was it her? Had she really come? Reaching the front door, he undid the latch and swung it open. Wind drove in, spattering him with drops of rain... and there she stood, the hood of her coat up and her shoulders hun...
Angela Walker walked up the concrete walkway, carrying her two bags. In one bag was her laptop, the other her lunch. The black twenty-three year old stopped at the door to the simple one story house. 'Now what was that combination the realtor told us?' she thought to herself. Angela stared at the combination lock that contained her key. '9-8-9-8. That should...
I had chat with this person before hand in a separate room to discuss our RP. * Chatroom name: Angela the sexy librarian. anon9es: hi sexy librarian Angela: Is there anything you want fulfilled? Angela: *wink* anon9es: I'd be happy to try being a sub for once under an evil librarian anon9es: So where are we? Angela: Well, your going have to tell me y...
First of all, a big thank you to AsylumSeeker for editing this story and valuable advice - it made, to my mind, a huge difference in how the story reads. Secondly, a note to the reader. This story is part of a series of stories revolving around a family of witches, for want of a better word. Their origins and powers will be hinted at throughout the course o...
The next morning, it was quite evident to Bruce that the sexual dynamics in his house had changed drastically from just a month earlier. He arrived at breakfast dressed in shorts and a tee-shirt, as he sipped his coffee, he watched Angela and his two sons enter the kitchen totally naked. "Someone's pretty overdressed, don't you think?" Angela asked. She look...