Thomasina: a Story of Transformation, Chapter 3 by frillypanty 3. Saturday girls As indicated in the earlier chapters, this is a fictionalised autobiographical story. As a teen-ager, my older sister and a female cousin (not a second older sister) discovered my addiction to cross dressing and compelled ... encouraged ... assisted me (I didn't need much comp...
No one knows who it was that launched first, or why; but it is suspected that terrorists were the cause. It all started June 8, 2045; ICBMs were launched from multiple countries; targeting major population centers around the world. Most of the people, which knew of these launches, thought that these missiles were nukes, and responded in kind. Before the ICBM...
When plague came to the cities, I saw my family perish one by one. With his dying breath, my father begged me to leave our home and seek out relatives living far away. The journey was hard, but after several days of walking with blistered feet and cadging rides on passing carts, I came upon a small village nestled in the shelter of rolling hills. I did not k...
I'll never forget the evening I shared a hot tub with my neighbors and danced with "the lady in red." I was only nineteen at the time and I still lived with my parents. The reason why I lived with my parents is because I was working part-time and going to school and I didn't have much money. My neighbors, Bob and Tina, both teachers, were older than me and...
I'd looked forward to this day with a feeling of excitement and also a certain amount of trepidation. Now the moment had arrived and it was all happening. I looked at my gorgeous bride Tina as we signed the register of marriage in the towns' registry office. Outside, I could hear the bustling noise of the huge crowd which now filled the street, stretching...
I had just become a full-fledged adult when I was hired by a noted engineering firm near Atlanta. The outfit had signed me up during a multiple-company job-interviewing day my last year in college. My mother reminded me that my cousin Paul lived in Atlanta. She suggested that I visit him, even though I hadn’t seen him and his wife, Jennifer, since I was twe...
I didn’t get a chance to see Eric at all during the next day at college. Somebody told me they thought he had to go on a personal errand at lunchtime, so I had lunch with Eudora, Christa, and Krista. I know, I know, but I’m not making this shit up. I had two friends named Christa and Krista. Krista, you already know about, and Christa was a nineteen year old...
"Die, you filthy blood sucker, Seed of Shaitan," screamed the East African villager, right before he and his confederates, a mob of unruly bozos, drove a foot-long wooden spike through my heart. It's a good thing that a lot of people buy into the myths about stakes through the heart ending a Vampire's existence, because, well, obviously I lived to tell the t...
True to the conventions of Aristotelian theatre, the sex in this story takes place off-stage if at all I stole my title from N F Simpson's delightful, surrealist play, and the 1964 film of the same name. Some literotica members were kind enough to comment on my story "Norman's wiggly woo". Some liked it and some hated it, but I am grateful for all the com...
My best friend Carolyn and her boyfriend were regular swingers. They would go to these wild parties and do everything imaginable with the other people there. They had only one rule and that was couples only, except for women. Women could go solo, if they were invited. Carolyn told me many stories of her having sex with two and three guys while Sam was off in...