Author's Disclaimer: The Rose Diaries is an incredibly dark story focusing on forced (heavy emphasis on "forced") feminization of a completely non-compliant individual. There are elements of non-consent, violence, and dark subject matters. In addition, this story depicts dysphoria, dissociation, and general depression. Wow, I can't believe we're here so qu...
Rose was sitting at his feet while he watched a football game on television. She was his doll for the weekend and had determined to play out the fantasy role to perfection. It satisfied an inner feeling of being controlled and he played his part as her owner so well it gave her a warm inner feeling. It gave her such a constant buzz of arousal she became will...
This story involves gender change. It is perhaps a prequel to my story "The Magic Doll", but stands alone as a story. ************ Jamie was pretty happy. He did customer service work and had just been named a group leader for his customer service group. At 24 years old, he felt like he was starting to get somewhere. His dad didn't think so, but Jamie's da...
This premise is heavily inspired by Seesaw's Alpha Beta. If you enjoy this thread, please check out his work. "How may I serve you, Master?" Fredrick looked up from his book. A woman was standing over him. She was wearing nothing but high heels black lace lingerie and a tagged collar. She stood in perfect posture, legs spread open and wrists crosse...
Jemima locked the door of the apartment and dropped her bags on the floor of the hall before kicking off her heels with an audible sigh of relief. She ignored the pile on mail on the doormat and trotted across the wooden floor towards the small spiral staircase that led up to the bedroom. As she climbed the stairs she consciously shed the concerns of the day...
The parcel was about four foot high and about two foot by two foot at the base. It was wrapped in gaudy pink paper and tied up with ribbons of shimmering red silk. The ribbons came together at the top in a large elaborate bow. Tucked under the bow was a card in the shape of a large red heart. The whole package resembled a nauseatingly soppy Valentine's Day g...
Lauren heard Mel finish unpacking the groceries. He turned on the sink, washed his hands off, and then returned to his desk. Her meeting was still droning on, still keeping her busy. She was still sitting in her own wetness, with a bit of spilled spittle on her chest. The days events faded in vividness, leaving her desiring more again. Her eyes were locked...
I was almost 19 years old when I started my freshman year at college. I got into a very fine institution in the Mid-West that was two thousand miles away from my home on the West Coast. Having grown up an only child of a single mother I was much more used to feminine things than I was anything masculine. I absolutely loved wearing pretty lingerie much more...
I am a married man, father, and a genuinely faithful guy, but I have a sexual conundrum I confess. I dearly love my wife and have so for many years, but her libido is practically extinct, whereas mine, well, it is still as high-strung as a 19 year old college freshman around a bunch of half-naked cheerleaders. We have tried to work this obstacle out of our m...
Oh christ now she's showing them the "wedding pictures", its so humiliating! I should have gone to Mexico not here to Canada where they have extradition! But I'm getting ahead of myself aren't I? Escaping from prison since privatization is no biggy, a bottle of hair dye to make my hair literally orange like one of those punk kids what work in the kitchens a...