So, here I was, waiting in the back corner of the garage, the door to the empty bay open. The night-light illuminating the front reaches of the garage. The garage lights were off. Instead, in the shadow of the corner, I waited for him to come. Nearly a year ago I had met Master Cock on-line. This was a unique chat room, one where submissive wannabe transves...
This story does involve bodily functions, so if that is a problem for you, read no further. ***** Prof. Kate Sullivan had now been teaching her Women Studies 201 course for two weeks and was ready to take the course, which was entirely populated by women—juniors in college, so they were all at least 18—a step further. The lithe blonde had spent the first...
J This morning I went for a jog. I'm not a super-fit runner type, far from it but occasionally after a big meal or a few to many glasses of wine I feel the need to pay a penance. I was a bit pushed for time so i quickly put on my sports bra (when I'm jogging I envy women with small boobs), kept on the knickers I'd worn to bed the night before, pulled on som...
Fiona spent a busy week after her trip to New York and her amazing adventure at the airport. She gave notice at her job and contacted an agent regarding renting out her house. Then she steeled herself to complete the paperwork to change her name from Fiona Tinsalot to Miss Tits-a-lot. She put most of her furniture in storage and sent bags of blouses, sweater...
PART 1: THE INTERVIEW At 45 years old, Doris was a successful businesswoman. She built her Amazon Executive Women's consulting company from nothing to a thriving business with six great women employees. Doris loved being in charge whether it was her business or her personal life. She was going to hire her first male secretary, who would open her mail, scree...
Acknowledgements: My very grateful thanks to AngelLove for agreeing to edit this story, for her very timely work, and her valuable suggestions and corrections. Copyright 2006 by Zeta. All rights reserved. Rose turned and looked at the red numbers on the clock: six-seventeen a.m. The bedroom was beginning to lighten as the sun rose, heralding the new day a...
I think that my first exposure to the joy of peeing on myself had to be when I was just a little kid and during the summer at camp, I had to pee badly while swimming. I couldn't hold it and was embarrassed to get out of the lake in case I had an accident so just let the pressure go and felt the warmth of the pee fill my bathing suit and then flow down my leg...
1. In the yard The male human "cows" were all in the yard waiting to be milked. With the cows corralled together, the girls, Sara, Teri, Jo and Nancy liked top spend some time of a late afternoon inspecting their goods. Leaning on the rails, they ordered all the cows to line up on all fours facing away from them. Legs apart, yelled Teri, let's see what you...
This story picks up the morning after the first part and continues the tale of a family adjusting to growing up, sexuality, and changes in their life's circumstances. Thank you Molycactus for your wonderful editing! ***** The next morning I woke after an unusually great night's sleep. Slowly coming to my senses, I had a moment's panic realizing the baby do...
About two weeks after our fun with Joan and her husband…. My husband brought home a new toy for me to play with. During one of our more intimate parties I was of course naked as were all the other females…. My husband and master told me to get on the exam table …, which I did without asking any questions. He took my legs and spread them, while placing my f...