AN: All dialogue, unless otherwise noted, is spoken in Japanese. For cultural objects that don't fully translate I've added a glossary at the end of the chapter. If New York was the city that never slept, then Terry thought Tokyo was the city that never dreamed. Its denizens pulsed through the neon veins of the city, on their way to work and back, or anot...
Tags: futa/cuntboy, futa/female, futa/futa, gender bender, transformation, large cock, doublecock, double penetration All characters in this story are at least 18 years of age. ***** "Waaaaah!" Hanna poked me in the arm. I kept my eyes resolutely closed. But her second poke was harder, digging for sensitive areas, and I flinched away. "Ow!" Her voi...
CHAPTER TWENTY ONE Cynthia's Story. I won't hear from her again. I remember the day that she left, she seemed happy enough to be going away for a holiday on her own. As the final boarding call came over the loudspeaker she gave me a light peck on the cheek. "Look after you father won't you? Don't let him go to the pub every night getting drunk. Make sure h...
1 The ocean waves glistened beneath the evening sun, as a Mariposan motorgalleon ploughed onward into the horizon. On the ship's deck, a young woman was bent forwards, with both her hands clasped on to the moss-green bow rail. She was completely naked, but for a silver charm bracelet on each of her wrists. Her face, which was half-covered by her long sun-bl...
JENNY MYLOW As a member of a college student choir I'd volunteered for a carolling gig for disadvantaged kids with the rest of the team. A corporate sponsor had provided us with gold pixie costumes to double as Santa's helpers for the marshalling of the little ones for the distribution of gifts. Members of a male choir with which we sometimes shared a p...
* * * 4:20 * * * you're looking down again / and then you looked me over / we're laying down again / on a blanket in the clover / the same boy you've always known / well i guess i haven't grown // same boy you've always known // * * * * * * After two weeks, we're suddenly a family. Given that it's year fourteen, it falls to Floor One to make a n...