(1) Jackie is hopelessly enslaved now, addicted to the orgasms and her fetish female clothing and makeup. (2) Johanna is her usual psychopathic self, molding and shaping Jackie to be her fantasy woman. (3) As always, it is best to read previous chapters to get the gist of Jack's transformation to Jaqueline. (4) This is not real, the characters not real ei...
Copyright Oggbashan March 2003 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. pink version 002 12 March 2003 ***************** The first time I...
The VR attendant - it's Karen today instead of Lila - stares at me from her booth. I hope there is nothing wrong with Lila. She barely said five words to me yesterday, and she looked a little pale. Karen, she's the newest attendant, and she still looks at me as if I were an abandoned puppy about to be put to sleep. I think Karen will ask me out for coffee s...
I take you into my bathroom and undress you to give you a hot bath; a really hot bath; almost too hot. Just as hot as you can tolerate. A hot bath relaxes your muscles, stimulates your skin and opens your pores. I use a lamb's wool sponge and organic, peppermint soap. The organic oil in the soap is a good moisturizer. The lamb's wool makes the soap get real...
Sam, or Samantha Shelldon had always been dominant, from an early age. She had known two things that set her apart from others. Her dominion over her parents and others and her lesbianism. By day she was head of section in an I.T. company, Sam liked to wear classic fifties style suits. It gave the right impression, looked very sexy, and gave the men somethi...
The cleanup was tedious but inevitable. As ordered, Adam released his classmates from the fucking machines, allowing the girls to go back to their rooms. He alone remained to wipe down and sterilize the equipment according to Mistress Helga's instructions. He was exhausted when she finally brought him back to his room. The next morning he was awakened by He...
The cage it's a wooden "box" with polished soft walls, just like the ones we kept calves in when I was a kid. It is sized for a human and it has fresh hay on the floor and blankets for us to sleep on and in if needed, mostly to avoid scratches from the hay. I'm naked and I have a collar around my neck with a little cow bell on it My every move can be heard....
'Twas the Day Before the Day Before Christmas For days, now, when you came home from university, one thing or another about the house would be different. You were taking exams by day, studying madly at your desk in the library by night. But every late afternoon as you walked through the iron rail front gate, something would be different. One day, little el...
I wasn't too thrilled about having to wear a rabbit outfit. The Easter play was going to be a quick one, yet I knew that I would sweat out at least ten pounds while "entombed" in the furry covering. The nice part about the whole affair was that I was not going to be just any rabbit. The Easter play was the inspired idea of a great fan of Lewis Carroll. I was...
Another story in the "Picture Stories" set. These are not related and can be read in any order; the only common theme is that all of them are in some or other way related to a picture. This is a story of dating in the quarantine times. It is hard enough to keep things alive when no touch is allowed, but how do you start something new if you just met online...