*Ding-dong* The cry of the doorbell rang throughout Sarah's house. Her head immediately perked up and a smile began to spread across her face. She sprang up from her living room couch and ran to answer the door. She was a short but well-built girl with dirty-blonde hair, 38E tits, and a nice ass to compliment the rest of her attitude. Tonight she is dressed...
"Oh, hello Johnny!" Mrs. Hanson said cheerfully as she answered his knock on the door. Johnny's jaw dropped; at how stunningly beautiful Mrs. Hanson looked this morning! She wore a sort of collared halter-topped white dress - a VERY revealing halter-topped dress - that flared out to a full, wide skirt ending right below her knees. Mrs. Hanson's white dress...
It felt like it had been years since Liz had been able to take a day and just relax. Her first year at college had been a whirlwind of papers, tests and classes. And her job at the bookstore. Sure she'd gotten laid a few times (okay, maybe more than "a few" times), but that just seemed to stress her out more because she always felt guilty and worried her boy...
Halloween was approaching, and Ms. Jiggles could not wait to play dress up. Whenever she showed up to a costume party, women kept a close eye on their boyfriends. She always found that funny since their men would always make their way to her anyway, trying to sneak in some conversation. One Halloween she was dressed as an "Ass Goddess." One person, thought...
I was in the kitchen cleaning up when you got home from work. I heard you come through the front door, and I tried hard to stay focused on the task at hand and pretend as though I hadn't been waiting for you to come home all day. It was a blatant lie, of course, and my clothing fairly well advertised the fact. After all, who cleans kitchens in flirty, ruffly...
Kirstin walked into the department feeling on edge, her eyes scanning coworkers she passed by, looking for any smirks, raised eyebrows, quick avoiding glances, anything that might hint at Alan sharing the story of her humiliating experience at the warehouse. She almost bumped into people due to focusing her attention on listening rather than what was in fron...
Author's Notes: - Before you read this part I strongly suggest that you read the earlier parts before reading this. It will give you the background that will make this part a lot more enjoyable. V ***** Tony thought that it would be a good idea for me to wear that collar with the rectangles skirt at work the next day. I'm sure that you can imagine the co...
Authors Note: So this is a true story but I do have to change some things so that it's not blatantly obvious who I am and where I'm from. Contrary to popular thought Canada is actually a pretty big place and that's as specific as I'm getting. I would also like to forewarn people that where this is my life, a real life, not everything works out the way you wa...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** Every Sissy is just a cross-dresser until someone stronger takes advantage of them. Either they give themselves to a Dom or a Dom takes control of them. This is my story of how my dom found me and turned my life into what it is now. If you're not a sissy let me tell you how we...
We were the 672th division to enter the area. Our job was simple: Cut our way through the enemy's towers, stations and wires and disable communications for as long as possible in order to ensure the overall siege was successful. We had done outstanding, evading arrest on multiple occasions and defeating small bands of armed forces, but it wasn't until we wer...