A short chapter that will begin this new series. This story is a direct sequel to "A Chance Encounter"..... * Eric woke up covered in debris from the forest floor, and cum on his chest. A few months ago he would have found this bizarre to say the least. But now, it was just another Tuesday morning. He rolled over, and found his girlfriend sound asleep bes...
Dear Husband Hello dear husband, she said, never looking back. Could you come over here and take that down from the shelf for me? She pointed to a bottle of bleach on a high shelf. It wasn't his fault that George had just gone out to the hardware store, telling Jim, his teenage helper from down the street, that he'd be back in an hour, maybe two. Why don'...
I sat on the soft leather barstool, waiting. Sipping my white Russian through a tiny red straw, because I liked the way it felt rolling around on my tongue. My skirt was loose, short and frilly, the style I knew men liked best. I have on a tiny thong that is buried between my cunt lips, reminding me of why I am here and keeping my clit at a low throb. I grin...
PROLOGUE The scientist anxiously nibbled on his fingernails as he sat waiting for the results of his test to finish being analyzed and printed. He looked around his compact and crowded room. His gaze lowered, settling on the papers strewn across the floor, then the high tech computer system sitting on his ornate wooden desk, and finally on the off-white pri...
After graduating, I took a job as a secretary to a very successful businessman in a large office. I considered myself over-qualified for the job but at twenty years old I wanted a steady income without too much responsibility, and I had heard from a friend that the position was available. The novelty of professional life had not worn off yet, and I still enj...
* * * Part Three * * * I'm standing in front of the mirror and feeling rather ridiculous, wearing nothing but a skin tight, dark red pair of cycling shorts, a t-shirt in the same colour at least as tight, and girlish pink trainers with silver bows. My eyes critically roam up and down my mirror image, take in how noticeable my labia and nipples stand out thr...
Many thanks to editor c.whyte for the editing assistance with this story. ---- "Come here, let me hug you." Last night I had a dream. It was such a warm and reassuring dream. I was between the arms of a soft giantess, resting my head on her chest and hugging her large body. Yes, she was really big. She didn't know me and I didn't know her. The only thing...
Editor's note: story contains bisexual male content. * I sat in the chair and watched. I was naked save for a pair of boxers. My ankles were bound roughly to the legs of the chair and my hands were tied loosely behind my back. The real action was going on the bed just a few feet in front of me. Jason lay on the bed naked, his wavy brown hair spilling out o...
Smoke blanketed the bar in thin wisps like so many tattered tapestries. It hung in the air, floating, sculpted by overhead lights and the small lamps that illuminated the place in a hue far brighter than the typical watering hole. The Double Tree Hotel wasn't known for the magnificence ambiance of its open-aired saloon, nor for the limited selection of drink...
Hi, my name is Kelly and I've been a tranny for 3 years now. I'm 22 and just got a stunning boob job, 34C. After three and a half years of taking female hormones, I can turn the heads of any and all straight men on the street. I am also a cage dancer at an erotic club in Atlanta for people of all walks of life and sexual orientations. One night I was dancin...