When Beth was in college she sought out a therapist for help with what she thought was depression and anxiety. The therapist, Dr. Rogers, did a physical exam on the couch in his office to rule out a medical problem. While he examined her body, he interviewed her about her mental health issues. He found that she was in good general physical health, was very a...
1. What do the X-Change pills do? The X-Change pills contain a safe medical formula which will quickly change a man into a woman, or a woman into a man. 2. Is it safe? Yes. The X-Change pills are completely safe and FDA approved and doctor recommended for use by everyone. 3. How does it work? A scientific explanation is very long and boring, but the sho...
The brown paper parcel was waiting for her when she came home for lunch. Inside was a long velvet dress, sleeveless, with buttons down all the way down the front. The note inside the neckline read: Wear this tonight. You may still use the front door. Don't make me use my knife again. She didn't eat any lunch or dinner. She looked at the dress instead. Had h...
Author's Notes: This story is about a relationship between a mature woman and a (frankly) old man. Although some erotic encounters took place between them, readers looking for quick, "fast & furious" action will probably be better off looking elsewhere. Readers looking for a good story will, I hope, find this one enjoyable. Readers who find menstrual sex...
[Those put off by natural functions, including periods, and things like body smells of different kinds should skip this story. The narrator and all other characters are 18 or over.] In my admittedly limited experience, girls normally place a far greater emphasis on personal hygiene than do boys. From when I was little, I learned to wash myself thoroughl...
The week started uneventfully. In fact, it was another boring and routine work week. Things changed on Tuesday when Jan was not home at her usual time of seven and I was starting to worry when she had not appeared by eight. I was just calling her phone when I heard her fumbling with the front door lock. She entered the room and stood looking at me. She had a...
The text read, "I'm still celebrating! Join me." My heart raced at the invitation from my Mistress to join her monthly celebration of womanhood. She chooses the day depending on her mood, level of power she wants and humiliation she desires. Usually she calls on me near the end when things have slowed to a manageable level. It is such a natural process and...
It had been a long, dreary and dismal day at the office and an even longer commute home, or so it seemed. All the others on the train looked equally drained, and this didn't make her feel any better. When Joyce finally reached her doorstep, she was dead tired. She wasn't even the least bit hungry, and all she could think about was relaxing in a hot bath. Ho...
They're eighteen, if you didn't gather. Amnesia, whose life has already been retarded by emotional distress, and later (by way of her mother) strong sheltering, comes off as a very simple young woman. Immature. Cordelia, who is far more knowledgeable is Amnesia's idol. Amnesia IS developed, except that she has neither had her first menstrual cycle, nor doe...
We were eating, and Zelia sat to my right, but far down the table, close to our guest, Enrique, who sat opposite me, at the far end, so that we were facing one another. I could hear his hand rubbing along the fabric of my wife's capris, the ones with the bluish posterboard print that fit her curves perfectly and glorified that big round behind of hers, which...