I can feel his eyes on me as I pick my baby up from her crib, watching every inch of my nude form as I coo to my nearly one year old daughter. I made sure all the lights were on, he seems to like the way it shines on my naturally golden brown skin. My husband was the same way before he died, leaving me a single mother with no one there. My peeping tom disgus...
Hi... I am Rohan from Delhi. I am a constant reader of ISS and since a very long time I was thinking a lot to share my experiences of SEX LIFE with the readers of ISS but was not sure enough that whether I should do it or not. But at last I decided to do so & here I am with one of mine most exotic & unexpected experience. Let me tell you that I am 32 & mar...
Please see the first episode entitled "Gloria's Transformation - the Gym" for a description of Gloria's first genetic transformation into a gorgeous, voluptuous, totally uninhibited nymphomaniac, with many perverse sexual impulses, including hypersexuality, size fetishism, exhibitionism, masochism, voyeurism, androphilia, and submissiveness. Her measurements...
John's aunt had died and left him everything including her women's lingerie store in a small town. Being a breast man, John sold her car and with the cash rented a store near the campus of a small college. He moved the old inventory in, as well as the counters, cash register and other fixtures. He had a sign painted on the front window which read "D cup an...
As predicted, a couple of minutes later, we were stopping at Salt Lake City station. The timetable showed that we were scheduled for about 25 minutes, but there was a good chance that they would shorten that since we were so late. Regardless, Kat and I decided to take the opportunity to step out onto the platform for some fresh air, but we'd hang close to th...
Another story about nipples and breastmilk for some of my devoted fans. * I was gob smacked with the Google results when I pressed return, there before me were a whole host of entries which sort of looked feasible. I clicked on the first hit and found a list of some forty-eight women of all shapes, sizes and ages. One by one I read their profiles, looked a...
We were on our second Margaritas when Melissa caught me looking at her cleavage. She smiled and leaned across the little bar table, her brown, curly hair hanging in ringlets around her pretty face: "Hey, can I tell you a secret?" She and I weren't really going out, not exactly. I didn't know what the heck we were, to tell the truth. I'd met her because I wo...
Author's Note: An accident shrinks a thirty five year old man to just over three feet tall. *** In the kitchen she sat me on her lap and started to feed me. She was holding me against her breasts and they felt just like large pillows. Her face was only inches away and I found myself studying her features. Maria would never be called a "pretty" woman, but a...
She stood in front of the mirror, just looking at her body. She seemed to be doing this a lot more lately. She was fascinated at how it was changing so much. Everyday it was different. The most apparent difference of course was the size of her breasts. Just three months ago Darlene wore a slightly bigger than average 36 C or D cup bra, depending on make an...
This is a story I wrote for a friend. It is based on a real person, but the names are of course changed. Please feel free to comment by mailing me. * * * * * She stood in front of the mirror, just looking at her body. She seemed to be doing this a lot more lately. She was fascinated at how it was changing so much. Everyday it was different. The most appare...