Story about sissy crossdressing and other good stuff. Milo was a small guy he stood 5foot 7 inches tall, he was always bullied for his feminine physique growing up. No matter what excerise he tried weight lifting, martial arts or sport he failed to gain any muscle mass. Except in one place he always had a perfectly shaped ass. He never did squats or even leg...
Alex had always been a little different from most other kids for starters instead of growing in muscles or body hair growing on him he remained smooth then his preference of clothes were all more Unisex than others thought as such most didn't always get along with him which lead to him getting bullied were it not for his family he wouldn't have known what to...
My mom, Christina, had been at war with one of her students, Zack, the starting quarterback on the university's football team. The meathead, who was left behind a year, had no trouble getting girls his age...hell, I think half the campus wanted him. Guys were forced to be his friend because if you weren't his friend, he was your bully. Christina was the law...
On this continent, most women have bimbo bodies with a giant ass and huge breasts, while men tend to have a big ass and a small penis. For women, the smaller their breasts are considered more beautiful and majestic, while women with small breasts are treated like queens. Women with big breasts are treated worse, the bigger their breasts are. And the stranges...
The following day was Sunday. Margaret Pardoe never resented being duty-tutor on a Sunday, it was the only day of the week without any kind of formal lessons and she was only responsible for overseeing the pantywaists when they strolled outside in the grounds. That said, much of the time she could idle away in the headmistress's study in pretence of monitori...
It came as a surprise. When Abigail received a message from his sister telling him to go to her room he was astonished. He never went into the family apartments until recess, so such a demand was abnormal. Bossy bitch, Abigail thought as he made his way there, but he didn't say it. His relationship with his sister had never been one of close kinship, they'd...
Miriam Hancock arose in the morning alone but feeling joyous and revitalised. But when her early toilet had been done her smile faded, and she frowned. On the dressing table lay the fat envelope she'd received that morning from the lawyers employed by Lady Diana. It enclosed a letter that was dreadfully succinct. '... Our client as brought to our attention...
In the gymnasium a practise was in progress. "One, and two, and three and four," Hardwick's voice brayed above the tinny jink, jink, jink of an elderly piano. Ten students arranged in a double row of five were dancing to the beat as he called it. It was part of Hardwick's routine. Groups of them came to him daily, either for dance, deportment or gymnastics...
Miriam opened the door and poked her head through the gap into her daughters bedroom. "Sorry to call on you at such short notice darling, but the water boiler's buggered and I have no other choice but to ask Hardwick to go and have a look at it. I've no idea how long he's going to be, so could you take his first session?" Jennifer roused herself from the bo...
When Jennifer went out onto the terrace William was nervous but relieved to be with someone his own age and gender, even if that person had been sissified just like himself. The two eighteen-year-olds regarded each other and their feminine attire silently for a moment before Archie at last broke the tongue-tied awkwardness. "Better make a start," he said,...