This story is a longer version of the story I entered into the "2020 April Fool's" competition. A few people commented that my entry was too short. The trouble was that, if I had added to it, then this would have detracted from the 'twist' that was key to my "April Fool's" plot. So here is a slightly longer version which isn't really about April Fool's now....
Chapter 13. "Demands" -*- Saturday, December 3, 2016 -*- -*- Salt Lake City, Utah -*- Samuel Rhodes awoke to the fragrance of an orchid-drenched, sweet lavender perfume, and all-out, intoxicating femininity. The 58-year-old gave his sore back a good, long stretch as he inhaled the unmistakable scent of his much younger girlfriend and lover, Lindsay Del...
This story is purely a work of fiction and needs to be taken that way. The author in no way intends to degrade the image of the main celebrity athlete featured in this story and in fact the whole intention is to make more people appreciate her wonderful body and her achievements. Recap: In the first part of the story, Indian Olympian Anju Bobby George seduc...
2019 Upstate New York Walking into the hotel I dressed in a red golf shirt and a pair of slacks. I pulled out my mobile device to review Marie's message again. 'Come to the hotel for 2100 hrs for a night of fun with some of my friends. Wear your Armani suit, don't run to the hotel. M.' I did run to the hotel and I had my least favourite Armani inside a k...
Story contains themes of crossdressing, feminization, incest, and anal play Dante awoke with a little tent in his white lace panties, excited about the day to come. He smiled to himself and stretched across the clean white sheets, wearing one of the babydolls his mother bought for him, sheer, white and sexy. His bed had been the only place he could safely...
Kim was smart, freaky smart. Standing at just five foot three inches and having a pert 44 EE bust, she looked down at all the rejection letters she had received in an effort to try to get the needed practical experience to finish her doctorate. Ireland did not need someone of her talents, nor did the continent. With dwindling savings, she sent a general resu...
This story was inspired in part by Kate Bush's amazing song "Running Up That Hill". Placebo's cover version is excellent also, by the way. WARNING: THERE IS A COMPLETELY NON-VIOLENT ORAL SEX SCENE THAT MIGHT BOTHER SOME PEOPLE. IF YOU'RE REPULSED BY THE IDEA OF A MAN'S MOUTH GETTING ANYWHERE NEAR A PENIS, PLEASE STOP READING NOW. Sorry, but it's what the...
A few days had passed after my discovery of Bar Ten and of Rachel's first transformation into deviant, and after returning home from our jobs or my time at the "gym" we had fucked on a nightly basis since. Some of those times her strap-on had come out to play and my throat and arse had more than welcomed it each time. Other times I had regained control back...
I'm at the lab a lot. That's the way it is. I was on the verge of a breakthrough that would change the world. I was close. But breakthroughs take time and long, long hours. Taylor didn't get it. She complained bitterly about this or that, claiming I was never there when she needed me. I trimmed some hours after we married, but she knew what she was getting...
The next few days went about as routine as could be in the futa world of Anne. She'd wake up, notice her cock was a little bigger, her mother would take her to school, she'd fuck Bree a little, play around with some other girls, and go back home. Patricia had told Anne that she had to stay home the rest of the week, though she hadn't given her a reason in pa...