Please remember this is a copyrighted work and all legal disclaimers apply. The following story is the first of four parts of a tale that explores the theme of transformation. It is thematically similar others that I have submitted but has a larger narrative arc. I hope you enjoy reading the first portion, Act One & Two. I continue to work on better editin...
It was a Saturday afternoon when my submission to my wife began. Megan had gone to do some shopping at the local mall, and knowing her as I did, I knew I'd have at least three hours to surf the web. My favorite sites were those that dealt with the feminization and submission of men. With this in mind, as soon as I heard her car leave, I powered up my compute...
Our sex life had always been good, with the occasional lulls followed by periods of creativity and passion. Lately we were in a lull and you challenged me to spice things up. You had always enjoyed our nooners. Something about having sex during work hours and returning to the office with the smell of sex freshly upon you adds excitement to the mix. I tempt...
James and his sister had always had a complicated relationship. They were always fighting and arguing, even in public. However, James couldn't understand why his sister always made him feel warm. Was it familial love? A burning hatred? James pondered this as he watched his sister walk into the room. However, he snapped out of it when his sister turned off th...
Like rubber bands popping under excretion, the crushing vice of her pussy released the numbing grip on the intruding cock. Her body shook with pain as his steely rod tore into unnatural depths. The trembling rippled the muscular passage massaging the invader to brink of orgasm. The first stroke is the sweetest on a new slave. With a groan, he withdrew all th...
She tightened the straps around his wrists and ankles, ignoring his protests as his arms were stretched up towards the top corners of the bed and his legs were forced uncomfortably far apart. "You wanted it," she told him sharply, "Now shut up and enjoy it." She consulted the notes she had taken during their preliminary meeting: tied securely to the bed...
We had both had long, tiring weeks, so when Friday finally rolled around, and we met on the path leading up to the house, we could both hear the sofa calling our names. Not even bothering to lose more than our coats we sink back into sofa, tandem sighs at a week finally over fill the room. You raise your arm and let me curl up against you, my head tucked up...
"I have thought about what you are offering and I am willing to submit to you as my master." The words crossed her lips with a surety and understanding above her 18 years. She would commit to her master wholly and completely, whatever that involved. A smile crossed his lips with the knowledge of this. He would control her, dominate her, watch her submit and...
Master's instructions arrive in my inbox unexpectedly. They are characteristically direct and precise. I stare at the email and wonder what He is thinking. There is no explanation. I review the instructions and hope that at the completion of them, I will find Him waiting for me. A reward perhaps for my obedience. The prospect of seeing Master is motivating...
Her instructions are lengthy, hand-written on scented paper in an elegant, flowing hand, neatly divided into sections with headings underlined. The shapes of her letters are striking, some of them perhaps revealing. Her letter 'y' sports a long, curled tail that suggests in my mind the lash of a whip. It's a thought that scares me, after the evident pleasu...