When Kayla woke up, it wasn't in the department store fitting room she had fallen asleep in. She was in a white room filled with bright flourescent light, almost like a hospital or something. She tried to get up, and realized she had been immobilized... leather restraints bound her wrists and ankles, and another, larger strap encircled her torso just beneat...
His name was Phillip. Or at least it had been. Honestly, he wasn't sure who he was; all he knew was that what he had done two years ago was what he thought was right. This was the lifestyle he wanted. It should be said that Phillip has always had strong female influences throughout his life. He and his three sisters were raised in a single parent home by th...
A different spin on the typical 'I got caught dressing up' story. I've always been fond of large women, not obese necessarily but you know, big. Like Amazonian big. Tall, big curvy hips and a chest to match with broad shoulders, but not in a masculine way mind you, but kind of proportionate for a girl. Let me tell you they aren't really that easy to come...
Sonya sat broodingly in her desk chair as she stared at her coursework. Gosh, this is so boring, she thought, swivelling slowly with her hands in her lap, her unsexy hospital uniform of black tight trousers and white and blue shirt still on from her previous shift. She looked down slightly and held back a smile at the sight of her hand brushing the large str...
########## Chapter Two I witness others broken to the chakra ########## I awoke not to the sound of fighting, but fucking. And not the high-pitched squeals and cries of women, but the throatier entreaties of men who were either pleading and begging or moaning out their pleasures nearby. And around me there appeared to be several Altan men, some still...
(Author's Note: This is a true story, one that tells of my hot experience with a friend who fucked me with a strapon. If you are bothered by the idea of women ass-fucking men with toys, then this story will not be to your liking. Thanks in advance for all constructive feedback!) * Jenna and I have been friends for nearly 15 years. We dated ever so briefly...
I knew it was a tranny bar. I had worked down the street for almost four years and had heard all the stories. Our parking structure was just across the street from Fern's Place, so many of us had occasionally seen what we believed to be transsexuals. And although I had a fascination with shemales I had never been in the place. Tonight was different. My wife...
It's been a couple of years now that I've been intrigued by shemales, and though I've met up with a few I've met online, I've still not gone any further than some stroking or letting them blow me. I'm not sure what my hangup is, since I can't seem to stop watching these gorgeous girls on all the websites, but I'm still so nervous about taking that big first...
Once upon a time... "Wait, wait, wait! We're not actually starting the story like this, are we?" Said the short fat kid in his mid-twenties. "I'm neither short nor fat." He said while swallowing his stomach and lifting himself on his toes. "I'm not doing any of that. STOP GIVING THE READERS FALSE INFORMATION!!" The angry non-short, non-fat kid yelled. "H...
I walked in the door of my one bedroom apartment and headed straight for the computer. Lately it seemed like I had the same boring routine everyday: get up early, work all day at my stressful IT job, go straight to the computer when I get home to look at porn and masterbate, then eat dinner and go to bed early. Unfortunately tonight was no exception. As I w...