"And don't come back!" That's the last you hear before you're kicked out into the street and a door is slammed behind you. This isn't the first time you've been kicked out of an inn, but it is the first time you have been thrown out into the street in the middle of the day stark naked, your belongings kept by the proprietor to pay your debt. You bl...
Dear Students: As we reach another chapter in the study of the evolution of the Prussian Theory of Dialecticism of the Sexual Adolescent, we reach the point where youthful fantasy reverberates into the real world. The question presented is if the primal adolescent fantasy could exist, how would it really work, out there amongst the world? Ya, Ya, I kno...
Six out of twenty. Six able-bodied men, including Will and myself, who’d agreed to go trans, who’d agreed to become chicks with dicks. Six men willing to go to Aphora, with all its potential adventure and danger. Six men willing to kiss Earth goodbye forever. Six men looking forward to passionate kisses in a strange country. We saw no evidence of where the...
An abrasive train whistle cuts through your gentle sleep. As you groggily open your eyes, you see the familiar antique decor of your private train compartment. The bench across from you is empty. You sigh: it's been a while since you've had any kind of company, human or otherwise. Hopefully, those administrative privileges and the sexual endurance pill the p...
I want thank meathead96 for his most excellent help in editing this story. WARNING: This story is not erotic, but is very sexual, a "Sci-Fi/Fantasy" in nature. It contains sexually explicit scenes, language and some other pretty weird stuff too. * My desire to be female has driven me all my life, although I really didn't understand it or want to admit...
My name is Kenta Ishimara. I am 21 years old, 5'7 with neat black hair and glasses. My life was, putting it very lightly, boring. Noting ever happened to me. I had a pervy lesbian sister, my dad I swore was secretly gay and us kids were the product of my mother sleeping around, like she did from time to time. They hardly ever even talked to each other, let a...
Jack couldn't believe what he was doing. He was the quiet guy, some would even call him shy, but nevertheless, here he was, right in the midst of this erotic toy shop, surrounded by strange looking devices, that he didn't even know the name of, and their sight alone was enough to make him blush. It was his first time in a Sex Shop, but when this one, "T...
This is a branching series with a focus on transformations or size changes in stories. Predominantly growing and expanding in some way, but also including shrinking, size draining, size transfer, and any other size play related fun. Size changes can happen any number of ways depending on the path you choose and who is growing and changing. Random growth spur...
Cinematic female-to-male impersonations have usually been meant to fool the characters on-screen but not the audience, which is typically in on the ruse. Critics have often raised the question of whether a woman can play a mature man with enough conviction to deceive the other characters (except in farce). Indeed, girls and women have more often been deploye...
"There it is, at long last!" I exclaim, as my eyes set sight on a lone statue in the centre of the chamber. It was surprisingly well lit by the rays of light seeping in from cracks in the ceiling. I scan the area for any obvious traps, and after considering the month long journey it took to get here from the capital it seems like dying at the foot...