I had just about given up on ever finding a man that would treat me like the fat pig whore I am. I am five feet two inches tall, 230 pounds, long brown hair, brown eyes, 40D, and a completely shaved cunt. Unfortunately a lot of men are not into BBW's and the ones that are, are not usually into what I need. They just don't understand my need to be treated lik...
Mistress paused, to let the enormity of her comments sink in. What would Archie her husband be doing now? Would he be stripping at this point or frantically checking on the websites he'd been on and erasing his history. He was caught and if he only knew how his life was going to change, he might not have looked at some of the more extreme sites he had. "Yo...
It started out in the usual way, with Leslie going downstairs to the corporate gym to exercise, just like she did nearly every day. For 30 minutes the petite blonde climbed up the stair climber. At 29, she was still proud of her body and she took care of it so that she would remain so. She stood around 5' 5" and weighed in around 101 pounds. After exercisi...
Per her husband's promise, him and Sarah were heading back up to the farm Saturday morning. The whole ride up there Sarah thought about what was going to happen to her, how it would change her, and if she was really going to go through with it. She wanted to see how far she could go, how filthy she could get until it was too much for her. "Are you sure you...
This is my first story about my life as a sissy. To be specific, it's the first story I'm writing for my Mistress knowing she is going to have me share it with the rest of the world. I've written plenty of journals, stories, and research papers for her, but always with the understanding that they were private, shared only between the two of us. Mistress rec...
There was a definite sense of finality in the loud 'click' of the lock at the back of the pig's head mask she had placed over my head. She set out my speech options as she unpacked the pig-trotter extensions she was going to place on my arms and legs. Basically, while dressed up like a pig I was allowed to say 'oink' and nothing else. Two 'oinks' meant 'yes...
As I sat next to Him on the bed, I feel my hands start to shake and my body respond to Him even though He hasn't touched me yet. I keep my hands placed next to me and turn my head towards the floor. I'm trying to restrain myself from reaching towards His dick. I know that if I disobey Him now, I'll pay for it later. He could see that I was growing nervous...
A sharp "Knock, knock, knock" at the door startled Milly out of the Gothic romance story she was reading. She shot up out of her seat, holding the book defensively before her, heart pounding she crept towards the door, half convinced she would see the villain from her novel through the peephole. However, a quick glance had her sighing in relief, it was just...
Sarah was excited about today. She scheduled a day off from work without telling her husband so she could have the whole day to herself to do whatever she wanted and then surprise her husband when he got home. Ever since dressing like a pig for her anniversary, Sarah has occasionally worn her pig outfit around the house at night but has yet to get to wear it...
She wakes up early one morning and quickly jumps in the shower. She makes sure everything is washed and completely shaved. She fixes her hair, puts on makeup and tries her hardest to resist the urge the run her fingers between her legs. The skirt feels silky as it is pulled up her long smooth legs. The hem falls just below her ass cheeks. His strict instruct...