Hi guys! Back again for another chapter. This one switches up our themes a little, featuring more transformations and magical themes, including female cock growth, futa/m sex, gender change and futa/f sex, along with my usual themes of cock growth, cock worship and slight mind break. If you are not into these themes, please go find a different story, if you...
Our meeting was accidental. When I entered the coffee shop that morning, it was packed. I was sure that someone would leave while I ordered, but as I scanned the room with my coffee in hand, I saw that you were the only unaccompanied person there, and that there was a vacant chair at your table. As I approached, you glanced up from your paper and smiled--suc...
The following is a true account of how my girlfriend and I lost our virginities. For her sake I have changed both our names. I've done my best to describe how she felt and put across what she may have been thinking at the time, but as I am not her this was not done easily, and perhaps not brilliantly-you be the judge! Enjoy! ****** Elena and I had been dat...
Please read the first three parts to understand where we are in the story. Also, I would like to thank all who commented on my stories. Most were positive, which makes me want to continue writing, but even the negative comments, have value as a learning experience and to make me do a better job of writing. James and I were sitting on the patio, having a...
Hey all. My name is Gina. I am 31, an Italian American woman, divorced and yearning to let people get to know some of the more, ”secret” parts of my life. I have always been a voyeur, an exhibitionist and consummate unfulfilled sexual being. What I am hoping to do is give you all a little piece of my thoughts, fantasies and real-life experiences. So, wish m...
Thank you for your kind remarks on my first submission, A Thousand Ways Good. I want to express my gratitude by sharing how I was introduced to poly-erotic relationships and to what has become the motivation behind my writing. * Ten years ago. How had he done that? I let my senses re-engage that night. Three weeks past, it still seemed like yesterday. My...
For the most part, Father Thomas was bored. As a young student in the seminary he had always imagined that listening to people confess their deepest, darkest secrets would be fascinating. Sometimes, when he used to work in an inner city parish, he did have someone come in to his confessional and tell him in the utmost confidence about affairs they were havin...
I'm the worst kind of FaceBook Friend you can imagine. Yup, you heard me, I'm a devil. I have multiple identities and they are all complete lies. I am not at all what I appear to be; shock, horror, I hear you say. Every identity, every address, everything I assert is a fake. I lie about everything, literally everything. I can be controlling through my pret...
This is the first of several stories about Jo An Bancroft a refined southern lady and her long journey into sexual awareness and permissiveness. * At the start of this story the south was largely puritanical protestant. Men were expected to be gentlemen and women were expected to be pure and chaste. And if you were, "well brought up", in a typical souther...
At 35, Ted had seen a lot of women. Not romantically, but professionally. His job was such that he would have a queue of women (many barely women) outside his shop. Ted was a bodypainter who traveled around the world following carnivals. A month in Spain, another in Mexico, that was his life. Eager tourists getting set to "gel with the locals" always lined u...