********** A series of stories with transgender themes which I hope will be of interest to those who like women, or would like to be a woman. Which includes me! ********** 1.... The Present... "Now. I want it now;" "Shut up Geoff;" "NOW!!" My voice was getting louder and my pose was becoming sillier. My pants were at that moment on my head. "Shut...
Author's note – this is the third instalment in a planned series of 5, and serves to tie together the events from the first two. Contains breast expansion, futanari, nipple penetration, macrophilia and microphilia. When Hannah turned up at work one Monday morning with much bigger boobs, most people had been unable to extract much information out of her....
Yep, I know. It's been a long wait and I wish I had a better excuse than 'I've found it hard to write lately'. If I say there are 3 more chapters to follow this one, will you all forgive me? I thought I'd be able to wrap this thing up much more quickly, but as usual, the story knew better. So here's Chapter 11, and Chapter 12 should be up next week. Thanks s...
MARY SMITH. HANGED FOR MURDER. 31st. OCTOBER 1873 "I don't like this!" "Oh yeah," he sighed impatiently, "What's wrong with it." "It's dark," she continued to complain. "Of course it's fucking dark; it's ten thirty at night at the end of October," he replied irritably, "What do expect...blazing fucking sunshine!" "Please don't swear at me Andy," she sco...
This story contains no sex with anyone under 18 After an apocalyptic world war an ultra-nationalist government assumed control of Britain. To rebuild the ravaged population and ensure a high birth rate, despite a massive male fatality rate during the conflict, the government decided to implement the controversial Asquith doctrine. A radical plan that stated...
These Date Night stories are 100% true to the personal experiences of me and my wife. I have not embellished or fabricated any of the actions. That being so, some of them may not be as wild as other stories on the site, but you can be supremely confident that every act, thought, and feeling are absolutely real. This is the third entry in the series, and a...
"You gave him my address?" Gemma gave Melissa an incredulous look. "Are you mad? What's wrong with giving him your address?" "Everything," Melissa wailed. "I don't want him to know where I really live." "Why not? Okay, it's small—" "It's tiny. It doesn't even deserve to call itself a studio flat." "Yes, but it's all yours." Her best friend smiled. "At le...
Brad looked at the girl in astonishment. She was in her early twenties, very pretty and, at that moment, looking shocked at what she had just asked him. They were in a busy bar, he didn't know her and she had just asked him one of the strangest and most provocative questions he could imagine coming from a stranger. "Are you serious?" he questioned. "Yes." S...
It was the Sunday morning after the Friday when I had fucked one of my fiancée's flatmates; I had got up at 7 and left my fiancée sleeping. It was now 9 and I'd spent the last couple of hours thinking about what happened on Friday and what Vicky then told me yesterday morning and now I desperately needed someone to talk to. So I went and knocked on my fiancé...
Bound helplessly to the star Gemma trembled in mixed fear, excitement and incredible anticipation straining her eyes in the darkness to see who or what approached. As her eyes fell on a shadowy cloaked figure coming through the archway she felt the knots of anticipation that gripped her stomach tighten their exquisite grip still further. Gliding forward sile...