Washington DC-4:30 am August 28: As he entered the room he scanned across the walls, just as he had learned at the academy. Left to right, up than down; it was clear as usual, but he needed to take these precautions, his life depended on it. The room was no bigger than a jail cell, and contained only a chair, and a steel desk with a laptop on top of it, it w...
Greetings from quarantine zone, Australia. If ever people needed distracting for an hour or so to stop worrying about the world's problems, it is now. So, please put your worries aside for a while and accept this as my small gift to you. These have been available on our blog since August last year, but until CTC gets some free time to edit some more, these a...
DISCLAIMER: This story involves the degradation of a trans character, this is not meant to be read as transphobic scripture. The writer, being me, is trans, not that makes it automatically okay, but just understand, this is a fantasy, and it fulfills some of my submissive desires. Also, a further warning of bodily excretions. (I have a very perverted mind)....
This is another in the LIAR series, with Max, Billie, and their entire FBI team. If you're not familiar with the series, some of the content may be out of context. But I've tried to leave a few hints about prior stories so that you're not left out completely. If you're looking for all sex with no plot, you may want to pass this one. I usually tell stories t...
A/N- I realise chapter 6 had been due a long time now. I just couldn't bring myself to write it. I am an amateur writer and the way it works for me is I let the story come to me, instead of trying to concoct one. So it takes time and certain circumstances. This one has no sex, purely an emotional point of view: trying to paint a picture here of them in a re...
He watches her undress. Quick, sure fingers undoing buttons and clips, her face stern, hyper-critical of the body incrementally revealed and watched by both of them in the wardrobe mirror. She turns to examine the cauliflowering on her left buttock, tutting softly. Eyes downcast, a crease of mild exasperation in their midst. The middle-aged thickness of her...
As mentioned in Part 1, all Mistress and I had been waiting on was for the lease to run out on my place, so I could sort everything out and finally move into her place for good -- I had practically been living over the past few months anyway, so it really wasn't as big a move when it all came down to it. The entry way to our home, which was on the ground f...
Chapter 10 -- I Almost Forgot My Towel To the great author that inspired me to continue. I hope the cherry is sweet! I want to remind readers that I learned a while back, that for one to write a somewhat believable story, one has to rely on real life experiences. I also need to remind the readers that several of the chapters in this story are not just abou...
Chapter 7 - Lexi's Training Two weeks have passed. Amy is proud of Lexi's progress. They've spent about two hours each night practicing makeup, walking in heels, poses, and attire. Lexi even acts more feminine, especially when Mike is around. More than once, Amy has noticed Lexi staring at Mike, specifically at Mike's cock when it shows through his shorts...
Cleaning Amy I looked up as I was emptying my lawn mowers grass collection bag into a plastic lawn and leaf bag and saw Amy's Ford Transit van pulling into her driveway next door. She quickly jumped out and ran into her house. I was a little disappointed to not have been able to get a better look at her before she was in the door. For having just passed 35...