A story by wendi marie st.clair She was looking at girl's blouses the first time He saw her. Of course, most of the world wouldn't have seen her as a "she" at the moment, but wearing her flare-leg, hip-hugging jeans that were obviously from the junior miss department and the androgynous purple t-shirt that showed that she shaved her body, she looked like a...
I lay on Jess' bed waiting for her and wondering what would happen for ages. She was in another room getting ready for her new lover, I was already dressed up. Pale blue, see through panties and matching bra, a short black skirt and a blue vest top. With my make up done to show off my pretty green eyes and my long brown hair styled wonderfully, I looked like...
Re-tool your life. Re-tool yourself. Sick of not getting what you should? Sick to fucking hell of all these assholes getting with hot people they really don't deserve? Sick to hell of Liberals and Feminists making impossible to jump through hoops so that only the privileged people get to be happy? Sick of being a goddamned incel? Look we all know that...
Susie wonders if she'll ever get used to the horn honks. The gasps. The shouted comments. The whispers. The cruel laughter. She is stood with her sissy sister, Tinkerbell, in her pink OTT sissy dress she's been trapped in for over two days now, on the corner of the bad neighbourood where she now lives. It's 7:45, and she's been stood in public for almost two...
Copyright (c) 2018 James Miehoff, All Rights Reserved. This work may not be published whether for fee or free without this copyright. --------- This is one of a series of stories set in what I call Universe-J. Universe-J is very much like this universe with a few exceptions. First the people tend to be a little more sexual and less hung up on sex that...
I could not believe that I was actually going to do it. I had been fantasizing about it for months. I was not really sure where I got the idea, but I had been watching a lot of sissy hypnosis videos online over the past few months, hoping to help release my inner girly girl, and perhaps the idea came from a scene in one of those videos. Anyway, it does not m...
Morgan Ashley was a very pretty lady, not movie star glamorous mind you, but far prettier than anything her wimpy husband Robin would normally attract. Having just stepped out of the shower she was wearing a red mid-wale corduroy bathrobe and her long red hair was wrapped in a towel. She was seated in the living room armchair with a cigarette perched between...
My name's Sonny and well life's been pretty damned golden for me. I used to be a hockey jock in high school and was a defenseman so I was kinda big and tough and had all the usual good stuff going for me. Middle classed family, decent money for all of that, lots of high school pussy and even more in college. Being a jock in college doesn't prepare you for...
Chapter Five: Oh, Oh, My Surprise. "Ohh, Ahhh...Wha...what." I say as I wake up and am lost with where I am and what is going on. "What the... What the Hell? Where am I and what is this? Huh, what the Hell? Why am I chained and padlocked around my waist?" I'm groggy and very confused as I look at the room, dimly lit with a single hanging light bulb, I'm on...
Prefix: Welcome to my next erotic story. This story will be written from the point of view of a Transvestite Dominatrix. It is a new twist in my mindset as I normally identify as submissive and as a sissy maid and slut to a dominant Master. It's my 'kink' but I have danced around in my mind a story from a position of Chantel being a true Transvestite Dominat...