*** This story contains non-consensual gender conversion, LGBT themes, slurs, and things that can cause dysphoria *** ***** Have you ever noticed how many horrible people have a very unassuming, normal as can be name? It can make it difficult to tell them apart from the good people. Thankfully, a person's actions are tied to their name. That's how most peo...
Lengthy intro time: First of all, this is my first work posted under this user name. I write most of my stories under a different nom de plume. I have a fine collection of H ratings on my stories, and only a few are trashed, most because of premise, some because the asshole didn't actually, you know, read the story. Back to this handle: I adopted it whe...
"My girlfriend thinks you're gay." "What?!! What did you just say?" Bobby said incredulously to his friend Carl. "You heard me,"...."Sarah thinks you are gay," Carl smirked. "Well she's wrong," Bobby replied. "We'll see," Carl continued. Bobby sat there and stewed inside as the two boys sat on the couch watching the game. "When she comes home we'll ask...
That Saturday morning around eleven in the morning, Julia parked the car in the large structure and climbed out eagerly looking forward to the events around the corner. Lauren got out of the car with apprehension. She looked around nervously the parking structure. There were all sorts of people getting out of their cars, some wearing costumes and chanting ex...
While Chris relaxed and caught his breath, and while Natalie's assistants reviewed the shots from that first shoot, other people started to get the studio ready for the next shoot. A couple of the set designers rolled back a wall to reveal a whole other space, which looked amazingly like a men's locker room and toilet area, like what you would see at a typi...
By now, you should know the game. Bernard Lamont is the name. A big and tall, openly bisexual Haitian man living in the city of Toronto, Ontario. I major in Criminal Justice at the University of Toronto. Prior to that, I attended city college in the town of Brockton, Massachusetts. I'm having the time of my life these days, folks. Hooking up with sexy Black,...
Matt and I have been seeing lots of each other since our first hook up a couple of weeks ago. We still have that brand new relationship, fuck three times a day thing going on. God I love that. I've hardly gone 12 hours since I got to campus without having an orgasm. Talk about heaven. Unfortunately, Matt had to go home for the weekend. That left me without...
Rita Cletus is her name. A tall, large black woman with dark brown skin, short hair and rather plain features. What attracts a lot of men to this dame is not her face but rather her thick body, large breasts and large, plump buttocks. By trade, she's a truck driver. When she's not on the road, she's a sexual adventuress. Traveling the state of Massachusetts...
The name is Henry Jean-Pierre. A big and tall black man living in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. Life is tough for the average American these days but you should know that even the strong struggle. I'm the Deputy Sheriff in my county and life hasn't been a bed of roses lately. Ordinary American men and women have been pushed to the limit by the Recessi...
Reader Warning: Over the course of several chapters this story will contain cuckoldry, forced-bi, male chastity, humiliation, and other female domination themes. These kinks are not for everyone; if you do not enjoy FemDom themes you will not enjoy this story. It was difficult for Colin to concentrate during his last class of the day. He had been distract...