Ftm Story Dolls Stories

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May to December Ch. 07

by cageysea9725 on Jul 31, 2019
Mature

Author's Note: All characters in this story are eighteen years of age or older. All characters and events are most likely fictional. Any similarities with actual persons, living or dead, and events are probably coincidental. "Shoot!" Evelyn sat up in her bed. "Was that a dream?" she asked herself. To her, it didn't feel like it had been a dream. Had Ke...

Dark as Daylight Ch. 04

by Prolonged_Debut10 on Sep 25, 2017
Novels and Novellas

Note: This the property of Prolonged_Debut10. Information available at Literotica .com. All persons in this NOVEL are fictitious. There will be very little sex and it will not be of a graphic or vile nature. I hope you take this journey with me, as you did in my previous short works. There will a great deal of science, how interpersonal relationships work in...

Piss Vandalism Ch. 03: Role Reversal

by GoldenCompulsion on Apr 15, 2020
Fetish

This story contains a transgender (FtM) man (post-operative chest and pre-operative genitalia) and (trans)male-to-male sex. His enlarged clitoris will be called a dick, cock, etc. Finally finishing the series, but I may revisit these characters in the future! ***** It had been about a week since the embarrassing mess they made, and Peter was far from heari...

Piss Vandalism Ch. 01: Desperate Marking

by GoldenCompulsion on Nov 20, 2018
Fetish

This story contains: A transgender man (post-operative chest and pre-operative genitalia), male-to-male sexual relations, and nontechnical language for FtM sex organs. What may be referred to as the "clitoris" will be called a dick, cock, etc., due to the preference for linguistically masculinizing his external sex organ. ***** Two older roommates were les...

Surprises for a Stranger

by mrtranstastic310 on Jun 16, 2020
Toys & Masturbation

Author's Note: The story below includes language often considered "feminine" to refer to FTM genitalia. Enjoy. :) ------ "Can you see me?" I fumble with the laptop, accidentally closing the screen too far, and then too wide, rendering the camera useless. Finally, I think it's right -- the anonymous person on the other end agrees, lightning up the chat box...

Hucow Story Anthology

by Taylovessmut on Apr 22, 2025

Hello all! My name is Tay. If you can’t tell from my username, I love smut. Particularly, I really like hucow themed stories. I am creating this public story to facilitate my own writing, as I am too indecisive to stick with one idea for extended time. It is also to allow others to share their own hucow themed stories. Before continuing, there are a few rule...

The Werewolf Woman

by Prezzz on Aug 27, 2020
Fantasy

As you walk through the city with a sad expression on your face due to your breakup with a woman you thought you would spend the rest of your life with that just minutes ago cheated on you and the only thing you want right now is alcohol to wash your pain away with it. Once you reach the bar you you ask the bartender for some whiskey and and he notices the s...

Thank Sir It's Friday

by ScarletChaos on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

Notes to reader: "Sir" is a female to male (FTM) transsexual. This story takes place between consenting adults. * I pull into the garage and shut the car off. It's not dark in here like our old garage used to be, and on most days I appreciate that, but today I wish it was dark and calm just for a moment. It's been another bad day, week, at work, something...

You Can't Have Just One

by ash_rigby on Jul 27, 2020
NonHuman

Note: The human in this story is explicitly a transgender man. He is post-top surgery, on T, and specific terms are not used to describe his anatomy—aside from words for male genitalia being used in reference to his bottom growth. This is done for the comfort of FTM readers who prefer a mix of vague and masculine descriptors when trans men are written in ero...

Kidnapped to a Futa Dimension

by Supercali50 on Nov 8, 2020
Fantasy

I startled awake to the sound of thunder. Or, at least, what I thought was thunder. I sat up but there was no storm outside my window, the storm was in my bedroom, looking back at me, in the shape multiple shadowy figures in black clothes and green tinted goggles. I didn’t notice the shattered remains of my bedroom door or the handful of other figures in the...