They say you're born gay, they say you can't catch gay, that you can't be made into something you don't want to. That somewhere deep, deep down you really want it. It's somewhere in between and none of it either. It's actually so much like dominatingly slick, sinking, drowning...so very like that first time you sink into sweet sissy ass. It started for me...
Author's note: I've hit serious writer's block with Tales of Feminization, so I decided to try something a little slower and more limited in scope. I'll be focusing on one primary storyline at first, slowly branching out with other choices. You'll notice some chapters will have multiple choices, but this is just to act as a reminder for me for future content...
Disclaimer: The following story is not intended for minors. If you are offended by sexually explicit material or it is not legal in your place of residence, please close the document now. If not, I hope you enjoy my attempt at entertaining you with stories of my adventures. * My freshman year in college became quite a year for me in terms of defining my f...
Morning rises and I must have eventually fallen asleep during the night as I am awoken by a swift and stubborn kick to the stomach. "Rise and shine sissy boy, you've got a lot to do today" sprooked Luke as he looked down at my filthy curled up body. I peel myself off the hard cold concrete of the patio and instantly feel the pain of my cock being squeezed...
I arrived at the bottom of the stairs of Sulihall College of Etiquette for the final time with my luggage, ready to meet my new Mistress. Nothing seemed real as I headed for the reception desk where 3 Ladies stood talking to each other, their towering high heeled silhouettes casting a shadow from the bright, unknown world outside. My mind was in a fug when I...
I have been debating writing this up for a while, but it truly is a really hot story, that I figured you would all enjoy... so enjoy! (And yes, the title does speak for itself; it's a true story...) ***** I began cross dressing when I was 16 years old, and I am now 21. When I was 18 I moved away to college, and began living in a dorm on campus. I chose to...
(Hello everyone, this is a story that has been written for a very special reader of mine.) Intro Monroe Smith had everything pretty well figured out for himself. He was 43, his hair was brown and slightly greying, but his hairline hadn't really receded thanks to the hair implants he had done about a year back. He had never been a big guy when it came to mu...
My name is Marjerie. I'm thirty-nine years old. I was married to George when I was only twenty. He left when I was just twenty-three and Charles was only two. I got an uncontested divorce three years after he disappeared. Charles is the only thing George gave me and the best thing I've ever received. Charles is now eighteen and just graduated from high scho...
I wake up in a small strange concrete room, still wearing the pink latex that Master Brent bought for me but this time without the hood or the gag. I look down and see masters foot on the concrete floor tapping. As I look further up I see his tall muscular body dressed in tight leather and the big smirk on his face as he says "well looks like our little bitc...
This is the very first story I've written and uploaded here. I'm sort of nervous because it's probably not the best. Don't forget to rate and whatnot. Give me feedback/tips on things to improve on. I'm always looking to improve. Anyway, enjoy xx ***** "I'm going to be home a little bit later, babe," my wife, Annie, called from the alcove. "I'm going out wi...