Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex. * The computer screen shone light upon my plain-white panties and bra, making them glow obscenely atop my peachy white skin. Since the divorce, I'd become brave in private and crossdressed on occasion. That sometimes ended up all day. The webcam was on, but I wasn't in any kind o...
@2020 by Brenda Goodwin (This story deals with fem-dom, sissification, diaper wetting. If that offends you please read something else.) * "You're still playing that World of Warcraft game I see. Well, I am going to bed." "That's OK hun, I got a new "white-noise" machine so the noises won't keep you up. Just put in the earbuds on the side table and I will...
Part 3 is going to go a little off track from the previous two parts. I've been asked numerous times for more backstory on Sophie and Amanda, so we're going to go back in time to the day after the events of Meeting Mommy to see how their relationship really began to evolve into the kafkaesque clusterfuck of sexual depravity you're all so fond of. This story...
This is my first attempt at erotica....your comments would be welcome. ---------------------- I met Mistress Char online, although then she went just by her given name. Our online relationship grew quickly as we both sensed a bond growing between us. I was especially surprised at her reaction when I brought up the concept of female supremacy. Though she wa...
When my girlfriend of two years mentioned she liked to watch female impersonators perform, I seized the opportunity to confess my lifelong addiction to cross-dressing. The expected reaction of disbelief was no surprise but her reply of, "Well, let me see you dressed," was although welcomed, a bit of a setback. I'd not planned the truth to be revealed at suc...
"Yes, Ms. Deborah..." I almost stammer, "I think the kind of procedure I'm here for today is called a 'Prince Albert.'" Her pretty blue eyes grow very wide as she stares at me. She blinks at me once, twice- maybe four times... She knits her eyebrows. Finally, she shakes her head a little- flipping her amazing hair. She says, "That's a piercing I can only d...
(This story involves a lot of humiliation of the main character, futa on male action, incest, and other fringe fetishes. If these aren't your thing turn back now. I also wanted to give credit and thanks to the artist Mafen for the above picture which helped inspire this story.) The hall is quiet. You were pretty sure nobody was at home. You creep carefully d...
In einem kleinen Café: Verträumt blick Leon in den großen Spiegel auf der anderen Seite des Raumes. Das Spiegelbild zeigt zwei Damen in den Enddreißigern, eine junge Dame Anfang zwanzig und ein hübsches Mädchen gerade achtzehn Jahre alt geworden. Zumindest sieht sie aus wie ein hübsches Mädchen: Eng anliegendes dunkelblaues Chiffonkleid mit locker über die S...
I was in the Westfield Mall to return a couple shirts that didn't fit me. I knew I should've tried them on, but dress shirts are a massive pain in the ass when you're in a fitting room. All those pins and clips, the cardboard holding the collars and cuffs in place...way too much work. So imagine my surprise when I saw people running or briskly walking out of...
You spent most of your time at home playing video games and browsing the internet. You decided to take it easy after high school before deciding college was right for you. That was a couple years ago and now you sense a growing frustration within your mother. One afternoon after dinner, you found yourself suddenly sleepy and crashed onto the sofa. Your next...