Chapter 1 Sam lay in bed staring at the ceiling. This was some Valentine's. Here he was a week after actual Valentines Day and this was the first opportunity he and his wife had for some alone time. The problem was he was alone, as in all by himself. The minutes crawled. How long was this going to take? Mindy started tucking the boys in at 9 o'clock. It wa...
Chapter Five; A Roadtrip to Remember We were in a Ramada Inn in Breezewood, Pennsylvania. Not exactly my idea of a destination vacation spot, but, at the moment, neither Beth nor Stewart or myself had anything to complain about. I could hear Beth voicing her excitement through the open door between our adjoining rooms, sounding very much like she was close...
If you haven't read part 1, I'd recommend it since that is the start of the transformation, but this story could pretty much stand on its own. This story contains interracial, dom/sub, t-girls, crossdressing/sissification and bondage. This story is fantasy. I like to stretch the limits of what's possible, so don't expect pure realism. For clarity: In m...
His scrotum seems to be... swelling Wesley's confusion over T'vor's treatment of him was almost as great as the stinging pain from the deep scratches her nails had made. His mother had closed the wounds with a dermal regenerator from the shuttle's emergency medical kit, but an irritating tickle remained, and his nipples still hurt from her sadistic twistin...
Author's note: "inspired by" and "based on" are applied to fiction. This is Fiction, meant to be read with a willing suspension of disbelief. Comments and votes are the way I know if I am pleasing you, the reader. Thanks.. ~*~*~*~*~ So it's zero-two-hundred (I know... 2am, okay?), my laundry is running in the hotel machines conveniently located near the...
She was tall – that was the very first thing he noticed. He was sitting at the bar, and she’d glided past just at the edge of his vision, inviting him to crane his neck and look again. His initial, uncharitable thought – given her height – was that she was a transvestite, but when he took another, longer look at her, he knew that this was definitely not a mi...
She changed how we did things, it was scary and exciting. 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 persons, living or dead. Everyone in this story is over 18 years old at the time this story takes place. This story should not be read by...
Dear Readers, I want to thank everyone who has stuck by this story. I apologize for the delay in updates, but I have been busy in my personal life. I'm glad to be able to focus on these two again, and want you to know that your comments and feedback keep me going, and motivated to finish this tale. For those who are enjoying the read, there will be more upd...
— On The Plane — Emi looked out of the jet plane window. They were over the Philippine sea and there was a clear blue sky. Soon they would land in Taiwan and then take a propeller plane somewhere between Taiwan and the Philippines. Apparently, it was a privately owned island. She thought of home. Or at least, what she used to think of as home. She wondered...
Author's Note: This story correlates with Christie's trampling adventures commonly found under the 'Fetish' category. It has been converted from a fictional transcript, and is therefore mostly TELL and very little show. The interview is done in real-time and is a tad over an hour long. ----------------------- Not being one to shy away from something differ...