Author's Disclaimer: The Rose Diaries is an incredibly dark story focusing on forced feminization of a completely non-compliant individual. There are elements of non-consent, violence, and other unsavory things. I hope you do enjoy this chapter if you decide to continue reading. * Peter found no escape from his torment. He couldn't see her face as she gra...
This is the first story I have written in the third person. It has been a bit of an adjustment, but I think it went well. I like that I'm able to explore the thoughts and emotions of multiple people instead of just one person. I have several storylines in mind, so this may go on for several episodes. I hope you enjoy it. As always, I apologize for any typos...
Aoife Goldman awoke to something soft but firm poking into the small of her back. After her dream, it was enough to get her excited. A moment later, unfortunately, she heard movement further in the house, and remembered the damn cat. Two weeks beforehand, on a very pleasant night, they'd left the window open to allow in a cool breeze. The stray that had torn...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is now listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions...
*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activities are at least eighteen years of age. Disclaimers: Yes, I need an editor. No, I do not want an editor. If this fact bothers you that much, kindly stop reading now. Yes, it jumps around too much, yes there's too many people to keep track of, yes it's too long, yes it's too short, yes this i...
After winning the Bowl game and spending the early morning hours with Rachel in her suite and after the confrontation with Coach Hannah in the elevator, Alexis and I showered and crashed in my room. We slept all night and both woke well rested. Alexis had to go back to her room to pack for the flight home. We agreed to meet in the restaurant in an hour. I pa...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is now listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions...
I showered as quickly as I could, removing the pool chemicals from my body and hair. I was sitting at the makeup mirror with a towel wrapped around my body blow drying my hair when Ken walked in. He was wearing a pair of blue jeans and a checkered flannel shirt and asked. "How are we doing?" "I'll be done shortly, but I don't have anything as casual as y...
Disclaimer: All people depicted engaging in sexual activity are at least 18 years of age. Constructive feedback and critiques are welcome, illiterate flames will be snickered at and deleted. Enjoy! Chapter 14- Who Can We Tell? The two days before we had agreed to meet again moved by torturously slowly for me, and they no doubt were for Lynn as well. We s...
The soft, sensual music was only in her head; she glided softly down the pole, the cold steel against her warm, soft skin causing shivers to traverse her spine. She landed on her back, her legs up in the air; she licked her fingers sensually, then began playing with her pussy. Throwing her glance at the small one-way windows on the wall; she could see nothin...