My heels clicked on the concrete path as I made my way toward the secluded toilet block in the southern parklands. Tonight would be my first experience being with a man whilst I would be dressed as a woman. I had been dressing now for some time and had fantasised about what it would be like. I didn't know anyone in my own personnel life and had read in the p...
This is the continuation of my True Stories series, where I tell my readers about my real life adventures as a part time transvestite. In this instalment I will tell you about Buster, an admirer with whom I have I met up with a number of occasions. I warn you now that the story contains graphic sex, use of alcohol, mild bondage, use of recreational drugs and...
Part Five -- Trust Sarah finished in the shower and came out to find the Makeup and Wardrobe departments had been at work. There was a small toiletries bag, similar to those gifted to first class passengers on long flights and she was able to brush her teeth, gargle with mouthwash and brush her hair. She used deodorant but there was no makeup. There was al...
Chapter Eight: Miranda The Bitch! Cassie hadn't worn an evening dress since her training at the FBI facility; she still wasn't exactly sure where that was. Despite being her lover, Natalie still kept a lot of secrets. Tonight Cassie was wearing a floor-length red satin sheath split to the waist on both sides, sequins glittered in the lamplight as did her e...
It was nearly 6 months ago that Sam talked me into wrestling her little brother Ollie for his 18th birthday. Well a lot has changed for Ollie in that time, firstly he's gone off to college. Secondly he has his first serious girlfriend, a student at the same college named Georgie (Georgina). Well that's where my story starts. Ollie and Georgie, being indepen...
This is the continuation of my True Stories series, where I tell my readers about my real life adventures as a part time transvestite. In this instalment I will tell you about Buster, an admirer with whom I have I met up with a number of occasions. I warn you now that the story contains graphic sex, use of alcohol, mild bondage, use of recreational drugs and...
"It's just not a good time, right now Dutch." Lymie tried to smile professionally at Dutch Diesel, her roommate and occasional you-know-what. Lymie looked very professional, though her boobs did push out the angora sweater to flattering proportions. Lymie was Head of Public Administration here in Buttermilk Falls, and had her own secretary, even now that a...
My name is Steven aka Kirsten. This story is about how I went from a closet cross dresser to becoming a full time transgender slave. This story is mostly true, based on my journals with dramatic license to make it more exciting and readable. Names have been changed. This is who I am. A special thanks to Shy Girl Whore for her help with polishing this stor...
************* This is a fictional story about two adults engaging in consensual "Daddy"/girl age roleplay. This is not an incest story; the characters are not related. Please note, at no point in this story is there any reference to sex with a minor. The woman in the story is in her twenties, and even during the age-play scenarios, she is intended to be 18+...
The near twilight calm of late afternoon was suddenly ripped apart by the deafening rumble of what sounded like thunder close to the ground. Glass, metal, concrete, body parts and other debris blew out from the front of the bank across the plaza shrouded in a ball of smoke and fire. People in the plaza ran for cover, shocked by the suddenness of the explosio...