Aunt Sissy Stories

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Dry Valley Ch. 20

by RedHairedandFriendly on Sep 18, 2017
Chain Stories

Finishing Touches Three days had gone by since the break-in and attack on Jessica and Bailey. The women had been moved to the Walker Ranch, much to Missus O's soft muttering. But she knew the ranch was the place the girls needed to be to recuperate, she was however out there every day just to ease the burden on her friend Sissy, though Sissy didn't find it...

A Sissy Saga Ch. 23

by Snurge on Sep 15, 2017
Novels and Novellas

Mrs Pardoe's heart pounded like steam-hammer as she made her way to her room. It had been such a long time since she'd had a young girl to herself, to take command of, to admire and to love, and she knew Mrs Amos's niece Lizzie was a real doll. On the way she passed the Joanna television-person ensconced with Gloria in the stair well of the third floor, bot...

A Sissy Saga Ch. 02

by Snurge on Sep 15, 2017
Novels and Novellas

When Jennifer went out onto the terrace William was nervous but relieved to be with someone his own age and gender, even if that person had been sissified just like himself. The two eighteen-year-olds regarded each other and their feminine attire silently for a moment before Archie at last broke the tongue-tied awkwardness. "Better make a start," he said,...

Aunt Pamela and Leslie Ch. 02

by fantaseeboy on Jun 25, 2019
Fetish

Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** The days passed incredibly slowly after my meeting with Aunt Pamela. She dominated my dreams and fantasies. She often crossed my mind while in class and I would wind up with an erection and squirming in my seat with the memory of the spanking she'd given me and the reward I'd earn...

A Sissy Saga Ch. 01

by Snurge on Sep 13, 2017
Novels and Novellas

The schoolgirl is wearing a gymslip of such a dark shade of blue it appears almost black. She is bending forward and stretching across a small table that boasts a cover of purple chenille, resting the flattened palms of her hands on the hard surface and pressing one side of her flushed face between them. The back of her skirt as been folded up to her waist a...

A Sissy Saga Ch. 11

by Snurge on Sep 15, 2017
Novels and Novellas

"Your financial accounting is abysmal, Miss Hancock." said the man from the Department of Inland Revenue. "Some of the necessary records are incomplete and others are totally missing. How can you hope to complete a Tax Return for your business without appropriate qualifying evidence?" Miriam Hancock eyed him with some malevolence as he poked the documents i...

A Sissy Saga Ch. 09

by Snurge on Sep 15, 2017
Novels and Novellas

Miriam Hancock arose in the morning alone but feeling joyous and revitalised. But when her early toilet had been done her smile faded, and she frowned. On the dressing table lay the fat envelope she'd received that morning from the lawyers employed by Lady Diana. It enclosed a letter that was dreadfully succinct. '... Our client as brought to our attention...

A Sissy Saga Ch. 08

by Snurge on Sep 15, 2017
Novels and Novellas

In the gymnasium a practise was in progress. "One, and two, and three and four," Hardwick's voice brayed above the tinny jink, jink, jink of an elderly piano. Ten students arranged in a double row of five were dancing to the beat as he called it. It was part of Hardwick's routine. Groups of them came to him daily, either for dance, deportment or gymnastics...

A Sissy Saga Ch. 17

by Snurge on Sep 15, 2017
Novels and Novellas

Titled people were a weakness with Miriam Hancock. She frequently spoke of them with harsh condescension, but the snob in her heart secretly rated them higher than wealthy businessmen, and so it was with some delight she agreed to the visit of the ennobled Marchioness of Wiggleswick. The delight had doubled when she discovered that in both Debrett's Distingu...

Aunt Pamela and Leslie Ch. 03

by fantaseeboy on Mar 2, 2020
Fetish

I spent the days after my second visit with Aunt Pamela trying to decide what I would wear on Friday. She told me to wear something feminine, but I didn't have anything really feminine. The girliest article of clothing I owned were the stretchy, velvet shorts I'd worn on Tuesday. And after doing poorly on a pop quiz in my History class, I knew I had to do...