The first thing one notices is the spent condom. This would normally be a very odd thing on a kitchen counter. However, I am not only not surprised, but I expect it. Next to the condom is a list of cleaning chores. And there I am, alone in a slutty french maids uniform getting ready to clean the house. How did this turn of events happen? Well, one night, a...
I first published this story a few years ago. Since then my writing skills have improved a little. While I cannot change what actually happened to me, I have added some more details and corrected some grammatical mistakes. --------- I felt like going out as Sarah and being a naughty girl. So I advertised on Craigslist for a naughty play mate. I had a prom...
Monday was a very depressing day. I knew I wouldn't be spending the night with Angie till the following weekend if we had it free. We had agreed it was just too time consuming for me to come over and still have to work the next morning. That morning I almost cried while I removed my press on nails. Angie consoled me by telling me the weekend was only five da...
None of my clothes fit since I moved to Venezuela. Lazy days of eating what I wanted had swelled my tits from a B cup to a C cup, and my ass was now poking out the top of my jeans. It was embarrassing in a new country. Just going to the supermarket to shop for apples was an exercise in harassment. Cat calls followed me everywhere. As my body swelled from l...
7: Saturday Kim bounded up the steps just before eight AM, her bell choker playfully announcing her presence with its jingle. She did a quick once over of her uniform to make sure everything was in place; cuffs at her wrists, waist apron tied snugly to accent her curves and, above all, the velvet uniform snug against her generous breasts, putting maybe jus...
This story was also published elsewhere by me. *** Birmingham, March, 1893. Master Edward Doyle watched the hansom cab horses clip-clop past his house from the upstairs window, in the cobblestoned street below, people walked to and fro this cloudy afternoon. Oblivious to what he had in mind inside of his house! Edward turned away, shoes creaking a littl...
I would recommend reading the first chapters to get to up to speed on the story, but if you want to start in the middle... Jeremy: A married crossdresser who loves to live out his crossdressing fantasies with his supportive wife. Lizzy: Jeremy's wife who participates in his sissy maid desires every other Friday when they have the place to themselves. Jere...
This story is fiction and is written for my pleasure and any comments or suggestions that anyone would like to make. Any suggestions through the link below. I adore the feel of leather, rubber, pvc and anything silky so it was no surprise to me that at an early age I liked the feel of certain female clothing. I am a perfectly straight male but my fantasie...
"Welcome," a filled out figure with chubby cheeks but a not at all unpleasant face opened the door, "it's wonderful to meet you in person." Missy was nervous as she stepped inside. Nancy, the Nickerson's existing maid, had spoken to her just once over the phone just once about the position, but after her journey she was considered fully committed. Nancy...
You are a poor student, in dire need of money to pay this semester's tuition. You visit the financial aid office to see if they can help you to find a way to make the payments, a loan, a grant, a scholarship, a job, anything. The aid officer sternly reviewed your records, shaking his head and tsking from time to time. You shift in your seat uncomfortably. He...