I grew up with the 1 through 10 rating scale for rating the "sex appeal" of the female sex. I watched Dudley Moore and Bo Derek in "10" at least twice in my formative years. "10" is fine to describe the absolute stunner of a woman. "1," I suppose, while rather mean spirited, is fine for the absolutely unattractive. But the problem with the 1 through 10 rat...
To me, part of the process in my case of stripping me of my masculinity involves documenting my transformation and the humiliation that it would involve. For me it started through an encounter with a dominant man who enjoys feminizing submissive males and turning them into 24/7 gurls. It just took the right dominant man to make it happen for real. I've spen...
This is a true story – or at least parts of it. I'll let you decide which parts. ***** It had been a particularly rough week. It started on a high note when I had run my first half marathon. My legs were especially sore so I scheduled a celebratory massage outside of my normal monthly cycle. The wife even agreed because she wanted a makeover and I readily...
We get together every Thursday at lunch. Our friend Emilio loves having us, tells us we add some glamour to the place. His little restaurant is popular enough that we're lucky to have a standing reservation for luncheon late in the week. Should one of us be absent, we buy her meal and wine anyway else Emilio glare at the empty seat. Ricki is our waitress, a...
There are three things I must say about this story before you read it. Firstly, there is a character in it that closely parallels a celebrity (I slightly changed the name). I want to make it clear that my character and the celebrity are NOT the same person—even in my twisted mind. This story is not about the above mentioned celebrity, but I had to include so...
This story started when a long lost college buddy of mine contacted me because he recently moved to the same city I live in. Last time I saw him was 14 years ago in college. He has married and now lives about 30 minutes from me. We arranged for a sync-up and invited him and his wife to our home. My friend Jay arrived at our house with his wife, Tammy. She is...
Full brief underwear - check. Sensible bra - check. Mousy brown hair- check. Average height, average weight, average full stop - check, check, check. If Evelyn had to sum herself in one word, it would be beige. Everything about her was responsible, predictable, safe and boring. Evelyn felt a growing sense of unease about her lot in life. It was probably be...
The problem with giving Ian his blow jobs is that I don't like doing it, and he knows it. I've been forced to quite literally bow to his whims for over 30 years now; his whims and his will. Just because his family are big shots around here – 'hards', as we say – nobody including me dares defy them. So all this time, I've been dressing to please and sucking h...
As always thanks to my Editor cheersmartie_526 for some great ideas and for rescuing me from my total lack of grammar skills. * Ricked locked his car and looked down the street. He had hoped to find parking in front of the hobby store, but instead had parked almost two blocks away. He looked down the street and saw a familiar face. "Hi Courtenay," Rick s...
The sound of birds chirping cheerfully broke into Angie's dream, slowly she opened her eyes, the world a blur of color. The first thing she noticed after the bird's song was the thick smell of cum that lingered in the air, yesterday's events came back to her. She had good sex with Alene, no, not any good sex, she saw two goddesses duel it out. Angie recalled...