Copyright Oggbashan October 2002 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. 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 living persons. Version 001 27 October 2002 * * * * * I saw her black hair gli...
Mikey's Decision: A Feminization Story By Vera Blake Part I The Meeting During the third week of quarantine, I took a jog out into the deserted Carolina night and felt inconceivably light on my feet. For just a moment then, as shameful as it was liberating, I forgot I was a man; I forgot I was anything but a pair of eyes hovering just above the mist. Of c...
It was late evening and the sun was just setting. The whole world was turning a lovely shade of deep pink. The water was warm and I was just thinking that I would have to leave it soon, the darkness would follow quite swiftly. I would have to give myself time to get back to the beach hut before that happened. Then suddenly I was aware of you. I watched in...
Chapter Twelve Zak couldn't get a feel for Seth. It was as if he were a completely different person. Devon felt him in the enviro-level, so they had teleported there to search. God, I don't feel or hear him—Zak sent out telepathically. Dev, are you sure he's here? He's here. His memories have regressed along with his age—Devon answered. What does that me...
1. Golden (Blonde) Ticket I don't know when the shift occurred, but the nanny stopped acting as a passive target of my well-mannered lechery and instead started flirting shamelessly with me. I guessed maybe she escalated because she was frustrated with not getting the puppy dog reactions from me that she got from her various fans at gas stations, playground...
This is the third chapter of my story of Amelia and Alex. If you have just stumbled across this story cycle for the first time, please read Parts 1 and 2 first. ***** "Alex, can you take time off next week? I've a long session booked at the clinic and it'd be useful if you came along. Save me having to repeat myself after, if you hear it too." "Sure, wha...
My alarm clock woke me with an annoying buzz as the first rays of sunshine fell across my pillow. My birds could be heard protesting the blanket over their cage. I wiped my eyes and glanced at the clock. Why did it always feel like I was sleep-deprived? Oh yeah, I am in a graduate school program; of course I am sleep deprived. Then my thoughts flowed to las...
I awoke Sunday morning knowing, hoping, that my wife was still horny from the night before. I knew she hadn't really been satisfied and I wanted her still that way when she had her business meeting Monday evening. To that end, even though I wanted to, I didn't make love with her that morning. I planned on no more sex before Monday night. We had a busy day p...
Prologue Sunlight poked through the cracks of the window shutters; glittering rays dancing across the tower room floor's cold grey stones. Fioraluna hadn't opened the shutters, unable to stand the sight of another perfect day. The scene would be the same as always—the tall grass in the field rolling and swaying in the breeze as well as the deep green forest...
(Author's note: this story deals with some very gritty and harsh subject matter. This is not for those looking for a straightforward sex story. There are many themes that some people might find objectionable, but to reveal them might give away parts of the story prematurely. If you continue reading, please keep this warning in mind.) (This is the sixth of a...