This is a follow up story to Secret Valentine but can be read independantly. After an uneventful Tuesday lunch, Kim was working monotonously in front of the computer in her cubicle when the intra-office IM alert sounded on her computer. When she viewed the message it simply read, "Care to play a secret game?" Moving the mouse to delete the message, she...
Thanks to deliciously_naughty, who dared me to write this, and proofread it, and to bridgetkeeney, who talked me through some tough corners even though it’s not her cup of tea. The content of course, remains a produce of my twisted imagination. It is not for everyone. If throwing off the shackles of gender identity is not appealing, hit” back” now. “Stevie,...
Surrounded by angry rednecks irked at the fact that I danced with a white woman in a saloon, it occurred to me that Galveston, Texas, is definitely no place for a Black man. Lesson learned, folks. Stay away from blonde-haired white chicks with British accents while in the Midwest unless I'm armed. Cool. I'll remember for next time. Now the question is, will...
Toy Party Story Recently I met with a person whose sole desire was to be fully dressed and transformed for me. We spent quite a bit of time on the phone discussing why feminization was such a powerful fantasy for him. He explained that he felt so vulnerable and powerless as a woman and that it was exactly the opposite of his everyday life where he held mu...
“How did the job hunting go, Allen?” asked my mother after I had returned home from escaping the clutches of the randy Lucia. “Actually, I think I may have found a situation that suits me perfectly, Miranda,” I replied. I had been calling her by her first name ever since I turned 21. “It’s a bit early to be certain but it really does look promising. In fact...
I still don't understand how I came to be the creature I am. I have bleached blond hair, piercings and tattoos in places that a few years ago I would blush at the mention of their names. A cunt and asshole that are both permanently stretched and waiting to be filled. Worst of all I have an insatiable desire and will do anything if a man takes control of me a...
***Author's note: My editor suggested that I put the last two chapters together and submit it as one. Because of my recent hiatus due to my "football injury" (haven't been able to say that since high school) I have a lot of work to catch up on. Therefore, I took his advice. This is the final chapter. On an offhand note guys, keeping yourself in shape doe...
'Ten years' I thought, my hands caressing the hard leather case. My fingers ran over the raised metallic emblem in the center of the top, light refracting from the gem in its center. That strange symbol, was it another language? Or perhaps the craftsman's signature? Was it maybe a magical rune which had bestowed its power on the garment contained within? At...
Sunday morning I woke up around nine. I couldn't figure out which of my guys had let me down more--DJ for tying me up and leaving me at Joe's mercy, or Steve for wanting sloppy seconds. After Joe had fucked me in the ass, no less. Last night I was pissed--this morning I was just disappointed. But when I opened my door the smells of fresh coffee and Cajun...
As Jenny drove the car felt strange, she pulled over to the curb. She moved the seat forward and adjusted the wing and rear-view mirrors; she couldn’t help but take a long look at her pretty face as she did. "That’s better," she said to herself as she sat back in the seat. Driving in her heels wasn’t as difficult as she first thought it was and now pulled ou...