I love Jamie so much it hurts. I mean there's a lot of things that would have people freaking out over this relationship of ours especially how I am and how we started. Jamie loves me despite my past. And like he really, really only has a sort of little picture of just how bad I was as Holt. Only he found reasons why Holt ended up so broken. No, no excu...
Prolog I have always had the desire to dress like a girl. It started at a young age when my mother used to have me try on dresses to "see if they would fit my cousin." As I got older I still had the desire and it got strong enough that I started going out in public in college. I was lucky enough to meet and marry a woman who was accepting of my "hobby". Liz...
Part 1 The Bank Job Chris or Chrissy as he calls himself has the job of his dreams, he works at a sperm bank for futas. His job is to dispose of samples that are non-viable, low sperm count etc. All day long he dreams about the creamy, yummy cum from futas waiting for him to dispose of it. While he is supposed to put it down the sink, he has a preferred met...
Copyright © 2004. All characters, events, and text in this story are purely fictional, and are created by and the sole property of the author. All rights reserved. - - -- - - - - Writer’s Note: This piece is a sequel to the previous story of Sam and the Powell women entitled “It’s A Family Tradition.” If you haven’t already read that one, I recommend that...
Chapter Four: My Arrival and a New Start to Full Time Sissy Life. I awake about 7:30am, groggy as I only had a floor to sleep on with a thin blanket, I rub my morning eyes as I sit up and see the black, satin, maids dress on a hanger, as if it was calling me to put it on. I soon realize my new predicament and smile. I had to take off the pair of pantyhose,...
A quick note about this chapter. It runs a tad long as I want it to really set things up for Chantel's future, not just some sissy maid for her now Mistress wife, as cool as that can be, but to develop a more varied sissy, crossdressing, maid and slut story. I hope it works for my readers. ***** Chapter Four: Moving on to reinforcing my new lifestyle Satu...
Every Friday evening is my grooming ritual, shaving away every inch of body hair that has cropped up through the week, soaking myself in a bathtub to further soften my skin, red nail polish on my fingernails and toes and finally cocoa butter lathered all over before I sleep that is a thing I do every night though. But before sleeping I message my date for to...
Bonus chapter added to keep this story moving forward. I felt it should be told and enjoyed. ***** Chapter Twenty One: Sluts at a Party. Our Masters always looking at ways to get the word out about us three sissy sluts all to make sure we become looked for and hunted street walking sluts for sex starved and horny males leads them to putting us out in very...
It was the biggest, nicest, room that Madeline had ever seen. She almost burst out laughing but checked herself when she remembered that Sissy, one of the kitchen girls, was standing behind her carrying her small bag. She took a breath and composed herself. "Lay the bag on the window seat and you can go." "I'm sorry miss, I was told to get you dressed for...
**Thank you everyone for reading and taking time to vote on Ch. 01. Do please feedback. I hope you like the evolution in Ch. 02. It has taken a lot longer to get going than planned!** ***** Simon stared at his phone in his office, not quite comprehending. Sally or Aunty as she'd told him to call her had sent him a text. "Simmy dear, don't forget your app...