I was in the midst of my freshman year in college and was taking my prerequisite courses to enter the nursing program. My grades were phenomenal but I needed something extra to help my resume. I might have only been 19 years old at that time, but I was a "giving person" who volunteered while in high school at different places to help the needy but had not ha...
Disclaimer: All characters in this story are of at least the proper 18+ years of age. ***** Out in the cold dark reaches of space a moderate sized yet compact spacecraft was slowly drifting through the seemingly endless void. The mission debrief given to the two occupants of the ship was quite clear, travel to each planet listed and document any possible f...
This Series Takes The Place Of My Previous Series Spence The Pornstar... It's Like That Series On Steroids... Bigger, Better And More Perverted Banging... ALL HAIL MY FUCKING COCK!! "Are you sure about this idea babe? I mean, your investing a lot of time, money and effort into your cousin. No offence, but I don't know if he can handle it." My wife Kim Kard...
@2020 by Brenda Goodwin (This story deals with fem-dom, sissification, diaper wetting. If that offends you please read something else.) * "You're still playing that World of Warcraft game I see. Well, I am going to bed." "That's OK hun, I got a new "white-noise" machine so the noises won't keep you up. Just put in the earbuds on the side table and I will...
Transformation story of a man that sees a fortune teller. He is given one wish and uses it to turn himself into a girl. A dream that he never realized he ever wanted. He tries to adjust to his new life and all the things that come along with being a woman. Story Here I am, Emerson Mason Maxwell, a 24-year-old white male in a local suburb near a busy city....
CHAPTER 38 - TWO GROUPS IN ONE AFTERNOON: JENNY IS GARNERING EXPERIENCE Jenny, whose actual name was Tram (which was pronounced Tsham) was living a few miles west of town, towards the mountains. She had started relatively late at our English Center, maybe in 8th grade, and had always been quiet and sober-minded. Once, in 11th grade, she had requested my hel...
Chapter 5 - Visitation I'd had sex dreams before, but they had never been overly explicit. Not actually having had sex probably meant that my brain couldn't quite fabricate the mechanics necessary to build a dream orgy. In less than a week, though, I'd had two extremely vivid dreams. This time, the dream was both explicit and surreal. I found myself occup...
This story is pure fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. All characters are over the age of 18. This story is fantasy but is the core of an idea mulling around...
I wrote this, intending it to be an entry in the A Song from My Story, a Story for My Song event, but events overtake us, and I wanted it published now. * April 2020 I look back now, and it all seems so preordained. I thought I had my life mapped out: med school, practice, marriage, kids; but I didn't know there was a clock ticking. Half of all marriages...
Lila stared at the imposing wall of glass in front of her, contemplating the options that had led her here. Actually, she'd really had no choice at all in this situation. Any road that diverged from the ones her parents had laid in front of her would've been met with swift disownment. She was very aware of all the distant members of the family tree who'd de...