Bimbo Transformation Stories

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Thinking Man’s Action 02

by cpete on Sep 19, 2017
Loving Wives

Great Thanks to the always awesome mikothebaby for her editing magic, and patience with grammar, spelling and punctuation. Her valiant attempts to make my stories readable are much appreciated. As Always, any and all errors are mine, and mine alone. ++++ From Thinking of Action Part 1 ++++++ The dogs were now snarling and started advancing on the child w...

A Murder Misstery

by thrillerauthor on Sep 19, 2017
Transsexuals & Crossdressers

When I rolled out of bed that fateful morning, I had no way of knowing that it would be my last day as Matt McCoy. After showering and dressing quickly (how I long for those days!) I bolted out the door for my train, looking forward to another manic day on the floor. Although I was one of the youngest traders at the Chicago exchange, I was becoming feared an...

Of Rivers and Religion Ch. 02

by stfloyd56 on Sep 13, 2017
Mature

This is Part Two of a two-part story. * When I awoke in the morning, I was alone in Dave's bedroom. Light was pouring through both of the room's windows, neither of which was covered by a blind or curtain. It must have been about 7:30. I stood up, and spying my reflection in the mirror above the dresser, I realized I was naked except for my bra, the cups of...

TORN Repairing The Damage

by artykay63 on Sep 17, 2017
Loving Wives

I posted a story last week called Torn, a typical day. Can it be repaired? I took as a premise a story written by Patricia51. This story had prompted a response by Chagrined and X_Bishop. I wrote my view of a likely response to the letter Erica had written to Jim in which she expressed her attraction to other women, describing that she felt she had become ga...

Unexpected Forgiveness

by Slirpuff on Sep 17, 2017
Loving Wives

I would like to personally thank the Hip and Knee Doc for all the help he gave me on editing this story and making it flow. * All right, I admit it; I'm a cheat and, a bastard of sorts. I'm unfaithful as the day is long, and about twenty other freaking adjectives, but if nothing else; I'm a man of my word. A little confused? Let me give you a little histo...

The Emma Blackwell story

by EgmontGrigor2011 on Sep 17, 2017
Mature

CHAPTER 1 Kate Scott, a curvy brunette and associate editor of the Evening Herald and judge of the newspaper's story competition, smiled when she read the covering note attached to the thick manuscript. My name is Harry Blackwell. I submit this story as my entry in the Evening Herald's Annual Best Story Competition. I don't believe I have much chance of w...

Bill and Sally

by thecarolinadreamer on Sep 14, 2017
Loving Wives

Authors Notes: #1 This story is a work of fiction. All characters are 18 or older #2 WARNING!! This story is about a woman, who encouraged by her husband, screws another man. Therefore it is a cuckold story. I recognize many Loving Wives readers object to cuckold stories; although I'm at a loss on how to write a LW story that would fulfill the requirement...

A Bittersweet Love Story?

by DragonSlayer_OK on Sep 16, 2017
Interracial Love

This started out as a straight up romantic story, but I went back and rewrote it as an interracial story. Still, I ask you to be gentle with me. This will be a stand-alone story; there are no additional chapters planned at this time...and I promise that a lot of you readers will probably hate me by the end of this. I won't apologize for it. Either you'll lik...

Unforgettable Ch. 03

by corky319 on Sep 14, 2017
Group Sex

Tony and Carla had been dating for four months, ever since he had saved her from serious harm when her car caught on fire. Their lovemaking was wild and passionate, and the best either of them had ever experienced in their lives. Yesterday Tony had persuaded Carla to have phone sex with him while she was in her car on the top deck of the parking garage at th...

Party Girl

by SonoraSnow on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

I'll always remember the image. The gate in the privacy fence swinging open and there she was. A shapely blonde silhouetted in the low sun. In the glare I saw her slip a beach towel off her shoulders, bend over, and aim her bikini bottom at me. She laid her designer purse on the cement, arranged her towel on one of the deck chairs as if feathering a nest, an...