Danny was removing equipment from his van. He was a 30-year-old massage therapist who after apprenticing with a large firm had struck out with his own one-man private operation providing massage service in the home. He was scheduled for an appointment with a client in an apartment complex. His business cell phone buzzed just as he was prepared to enter the b...
LAJJIKA'S REQUEST The next day, I was the first to wake at 5:00 a.m. and saw that both were still sleeping with their towels loosened and displaced. So I cover them again with quilt and went to collect our clothes wearing my towel at chest level. On returning, I started wearing back clothes, first I wore stockings followed by panties, bra with pads & ball...
A Sissy Boy Transformation (Continuation of Part I) Part II - A "Real Sissy Girl" Now Jazzy looked down at the table than in the mirror, then slowly began to apply her makeup, heavy amounts of it to get that bimbo presentation that Mistress wanted so bad. Sparkling hot pink lip gloss, she was wet by the thought of it. Pressing it to her lips, the butterfli...
Leanne sat impatiently in the doctor's office waiting room. She was at the OB-Gyn for her 6 months' post-natal visit. Everything was going just fine, the baby feeding well from her breasts, her body magically shrinking to its pre-pregnancy svelte state, she was even sleeping better at night. Well, maybe not everything was just fine. The baby's daddy skedad...
Freshman year over, Melissa and I would be staying the Guest cottage on Beth's property. Mel and I laughed about our suitcases overflowing with risque female clothes and a large box of sex toys. Boyfriend planned to visit, (and then go on a European vacation with us). Beth was studying to become an Attorney, (as was her Dad). Melissa and Boyfriend had both...
She woke before Philip and turned on her side to gaze at his sleeping form. His room, having no windows, would have been totally black if it were not for a Minnie Mouse nightlight low on the wall on her side of the bed. It emitted a lazy light that was just enough to brush his face and shoulders in a soft, golden glow. She thought him perhaps the most hand...
OK folks – this is fiction, nothing in the following story is based on actual facts, so please don't comment on how I'm going to jail for the things written below. If you've read some of my previous stories and commented on how I'm a wimp or any of the other derogatory comments – STOP reading now. If you've hated my previous stories you'll hate this one, so...
Proofread by FernieLyn This story is a bit wordy and fairly long, so if you are looking for immediate gratification, you might want to look elsewhere. The following story is a work of fiction. Any resemblance between these characters and events and any real person or events is strictly coincidental . . . and pretty darn impressive seeing as it is a scienc...
As the sound of the clock radio on the night stand started it's assault on the quiet morning the only thing on my mind as I awoke was the ironized piece of flesh moving up and down in my hand. Hot as a poker and aching like I had just slammed the window down on it. A few more strokes and I'd have a mess on my hands. My mind says stop but my groin says give i...
"Which do you think we should use as a tree topper, Merri?" "Beats me. And who cares anyway? What's this need for a tree? It's Christmas Eve already. You'll just want to take it down tomorrow anyway. And it's a lame tree; you sure you got all of the branches it's supposed to have out of that box?" Paul had been buzzing around the silver aluminum artificial...