Salon Dye Stories

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Dye Job Pt. 02

by fafhrd09 on May 29, 2018
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

Jon Chess returned to Dalaran, heading for Phredaria's residence, carrying a satchel over his shoulder. Phredaria, he knew, was probably teaching classes today, but he wasn't here to see his best friend and forensics mage. He was here to see his client. Chess mumbled the pass-phrase Phred had made him memorize when he reached the front door. Chess had objec...

Jessica: Becoming Delia Ch. 01

by Randyrayhottt on Sep 16, 2017
Mature

Firstly, this is my first story and everyone in this tale is above the age of consent being over 18. This story is about a young girl discovering her sexuality with 2 old men. It includes some rough sex and submissive behaviour from all parties but mainly the young girl as she bends to the older gentlemen's will. So if the thought of that offends you PLEAS...

Nikkita's Blow Job

by StephanieSeymour on Sep 16, 2017
Transsexuals & Crossdressers

My rusted, green Toyota Tercel pulls into the mall parking lot. I pick a spot at the back, beyond where even employees park. The next car is a blue pickup 20 spots away. No one parks here, except at Christmas. But I know that I'll soon need the privacy. I'm a freak, a cross-dresser, a sex weirdo. I've driven to this suburban shopping center an hour from my...

Dye Job Pt. 03

by fafhrd09 on Jun 5, 2018
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

Jon Chess returned to Dalaran, heading for Phredaria's residence, carrying a satchel over his shoulder. Phredaria, he knew, was probably teaching classes today, but he wasn't here to see his best friend and forensics mage. He was here to see his client. Chess mumbled the pass-phrase Phred had made him memorize when he reached the front door. Chess had objec...

A One Night Stand

by JBEdwards on Dec 25, 2019
Romance

Tattooed, green-haired Joanie meets a capitalist tool **************** I knew traveling over the holidays was going to be tricky. Airplanes fly full, and 'weather happens,' and then flights get canceled and there's little room on other planes for the travelers who got stranded. Nevertheless, I had to go. I had promised my parents. It's a tradition in my...

Candy's Fashion House Ch. 07

by Cagivagurl on May 21, 2019
Transgender & Crossdressers

Thanks to Charlie for his editorial assistance and guidance. You are a star Charlie. ***** Could I do it? Could I attend Karla's party? The more I thought about it the more I wanted to do it. I recalled some of the things Lauren used to say. Didn't I want others to see Kelli? The simple answer was yes. The more I dressed as Kelli the more I liked it and ye...

A Wife Transformed Pt. 06

by adler666 on Sep 24, 2019
Erotic Couplings

Part VI -- Month 3: Sheila Hits her Stride -- Final Changes and Exploring being a Top and Bottom ************* 6th Part of a multi-part story of how a wife in just nine months comes out of her cocoon to be become a sexual dynamo. This section is the first where Sheila has pretty much finished most, but not all her physical changes, and now begins to ex...

Dye Job Pt. 04

by fafhrd09 on Jun 19, 2018
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

Jon Chess knocked at the chamber door of Phredaria's spare room where his client Dye was staying, for her own protection. He heard a muffled squeak of surprise from within, and the rustle of clothing. Dye opened the door, a towel wrapped around her. The towel barely covered her pert breasts, falling to the top of her thighs, the white cloth implying and inno...

A New Life - Week 01

by subtlelee on Sep 25, 2017
BDSM

First Week The next morning, I heard Mistress wandering around upstairs for a few minutes before I heard the door to the basement open and Her steps descending the stairs. Then the glow of light for just a moment before She pulled aside the cover of my cage, opened the lock, and without even a greeting said simply and sleepily, “shit, shower, and shave, tu...

Submissive Squared Ch. 02

by SplendidSpunk on Sep 11, 2017
BDSM

I sat in my car still in the parking garage for a long while staring at the envelope Mr. Bennett had given me. Any woman loved gifts but I had a strong inkling that this gift was beyond the standard thank you card. Taking a deep breath I tore the end off of the envelope and emptied its contents into my palm, a solitary glossy card the size of a post card. Ho...