Disclaimer: This story is the story "Living in a Futanari society"/Shemale Worldo but kind of reborn, somethings in the story have been edited here and there and some characters names and traits they have might also change from the original. (Such as the mothers name being changed). Also this story is hugely inspired by Futanari World/Shemale World...
After a long day spent at Shared Services, the Government-sanctioned and high-tech go between agency, Dominique Boisvert was ready to go home. The City of Ottawa, Ontario, produces an uptight, inflexible and redundant subspecies of human known as the Government worker, and such people never met a rule they didn't like. Dominique Boisvert has been working for...
Come here. You know what you came here for, my brother. You've been browsing the online world for a particular unicorn, the Black Dominatrix who caters exclusively to Black men. Everywhere you look, in the world of BDSM, it's stuff for white guys. Well, come here, and serve me, Mistress Shayira, the Black Dominatrix of your dreams. The only dominant sister i...
A gentle breeze passed through the open window, the blinds rattled, blue moonlight glanced through the parting blinds. An evil but attractive atmosphere filled the night, complete silence filled the street and Riley's clean, organised room. The calmness in the room suddenly becomes cancelled, the blinds rattle, slashing at the sound. A leg pokes through the...
You are a penniless citizen in the kingdom of Gradrod. You are currently living in a large poor house with over twenty other people, taking odd jobs from the farms and plantations outside the kingdom's walls and barely making any money. You have always wanted to be an adventurer, but never knew where to look for treasure and even if you found a spot, it's us...
Dear Shoeblossom My first husband was an asphalt salesman; he sold cork flooring, too. I locked him in a plastic belt soon after we met; that much time on the road can make a man quite frisky. And of course you know the type. Ralph "Rip" Muztagh was a flirt from the word go. And he had what you'd call a long "cunt collar" amongst his friends. One of his...
Good morning, soon-to-be Breeders! My name is Sarah, and I have been a Breeder at Fort OBGYN for two years. Now that you’ve gone through all the written material for new Breeders, it’s time for me to give you a live demonstration of breeding. First, direct your attention to my Breeder uniform. As you can see, the top leaves my breasts completely free while o...
Dear Fellow Literoticans, This is the third installment of my non-fiction series (see "My Friday Night" and "My Saturday Night"). While it is obviously intended to turn you on, this isn't just a 'stroke story,' so if you're looking for a quick way to get off, you might want to move along. That said, this story contains cross-dressing (obviously), femdom, r...
***Chapter 01 - The Beginning Like so many of our beginnings, mine started to what some would call a normal life. I grew up in on the west coast and would consider my family upper class. Both my parents had successful careers and my brother and I had a lot of great experiences growing up (private sports clubs, investment in the arts, etc.). During my chil...
To try and forget about human nature is difficult and likely will result in a bad decision. This is a story of a couple where human psychology was ignored by one of them and resulted in the eventual disintegration of the relationship. I saw some websites on the web, when I was doing some research for another story, that talks about FemDom marriages and the...