We met on the net. How modern. He was shy and nervous, very much like I was though if anything even more cautious. Being a closet cross dresser with a life outside my apartment door my main aim was discretion and major fear -- discovery. Charles appeared to be perfect for my yearning to fulfill my fantasies and spice up my solo adventures. We chatted online...
Chapter Two: A Day in the Life of Tranny Dominatrix Chantel Waking up into another morning where this transvestite dominatrix gets to dress up and enjoy her life of toying with sub men and sissies/crossdressers. Working hard to get my femme look down over the last couple of years prior to operating this Dominatrix business, I enter my very lady-like powder...
We were in the back room of our local drag club, "Miss Thing's", a very special place where only the seasoned and initiated drag queens and sissies are allowed after hours when the queens have finished performing. As one might imagine putting on an erotic performance going as far as the law will allow all painted up in all their glory makes them aroused in d...
My first story, finally edited and tidied up. I hope you enjoy it, I enjoyed writing it. --------- You were standing in your local department store in the make up section, looking for foundation. Not too sure what you are doing, and must have looked a little lost as one of the sales girls came up quietly behind you. She was a delightfully pretty 18 year ol...
Meet Bass, which is short for Bashir Malong, a six-foot-seven, dark-skinned and ruggedly handsome man originally from the nation of South Sudan. Bashir is definitely more than he seems, and that's just the tip of the iceberg. A lot of people, upon meeting the tall, handsome brother with the deep voice, wonder if he's some sort of professional athlete, and Ba...
She knew I loved to wear panties. She didn't know who long I had been wearing them, but she knew I did, and she had no problem with it. My ex-girlfriend, Kate, who had cheated on my numerous times, always with bigger cocks (which wasn't very difficult considering my tiny size), wanted to meet me at the mall. We had broken up, and she was dating some guy sh...
"If you aren't here for sex, then why are you here?" Lacey asked. It was a reasonable question, given that we were sitting in the bar area of a brothel. "I have some very specific fantasies, things that I would never ask a civilian to do," I said. "Why not?" "Too embarrassing. I don't even know if I can tell you," I said. "There's nothing you can tell me...
Nurse Sue George sat opposite her best friend, Nurse Lynda Christopher. Both looked stunning in their royal, blue nurses uniforms. Lynda was a tall women in her middle forties, with dark, long hair, tied back in a bun. She wore glasses, but was attractive for her age. The best thing about Lynda Christopher, was that she sneezed frequently and enjoyed blowing...
Author's note: This is a multi-part story about a young woman turning an older man into a compliant, sissified plaything. It is best understood if you read from the beginning. If that idea doesn't appeal to you, don't read the story. If you don't like this kind of story, but read it anyway, please don't bomb me. I warned you to go away. If you like the idea,...
This is part 5 of my Master turning me into a sissy and his woman. *** Master Gene has now taught me that when I around him or his friends I will dress and act like a sissy girl thinking of being one for real. He now expects me to arrive at his house as Tiffany. No longer treated like a man I will only go by Tiffany and be his girl. I now spend every weeke...