"Oh, honey, I am so nervous about this!" "There is nothing to be worried about, every bride is assessed. My mom was, your mom was. Every married woman is assessed." "But my mom died so early. I feel like I don't know enough or that my domestic skills aren't up to snuff." "You had Mrs. Fields, that neighbor woman who took you under her wing. You'll do fine...
Feedback and suggestions always welcome. This is a continuation from chapter 25, read the note below to catch up. The next two chapters will consist of one long story line, so make sure you follow along if you want to enjoy the story to it's fullest. Standard Disclaimer: You must be 18 to read this story, be able to read erotica in your community, not be...
Author's Note: This is the fourth story in a series about step-mothers. I have received a couple of requests from readers asking that I write about step-mothers. Each story will be about a different step-mother and her sexual escapades. The first story was about a step-mother who hooked up with her step-son stationed in Italy. The second story is fictional b...
"Well? Did Suzie help you fill the condom some more?" says the text from Emmy. I had just pulled my trousers back on after being jerked off by Suzie into a condom, which I had filled for the second time today whilst wearing panties Emmy had instructed me to wear. The stockings Suzie helped me put on feel amazing underneath my jeans. I can feel their tight g...
"I'm detecting a subtle pro-Aquafina slant to this vending machine," I say as I insert two dollars into the tall monolith standing before us. We both silently pray that the thing won't reject our hard-earned money, because if it does, well, there's going to be hell to pay. Outside, the temperature has climbed to an unexpected ninety degrees or so, and of cou...
© 2006 by Penelope Street Out in the sticks there's often not much else to do on a Friday besides drink, dance, and fuck. I guess I've always had a particular fondness for those last two. In hindsight, I'm certain that's why my father would only pay my tuition if I attended Northwest Wisconsin State University. With my grades, I wasn't exactly in line fo...
Disclaimer and Notes: The Rose Diaries is an incredibly dark story focusing on forced (heavy emphasis on "forced") feminization of a completely non-compliant individual. There are elements of non-consent, violence, and dark subject matters. In addition, this story depicts dysphoria, dissociation, and general depression. I hope you do enjoy this chapter if...
Invisible Fifty-five. The age not the speed limit, although Kate was certainly not a huge fan of either one. The first had crept up on her far too fast, and the second was far too slow for a woman who only drove cars that were built for both luxury and speed. Fifty-five was a tough age for a woman, although, she sardonically thought that to say any age was...
Her heart pounded as she looked up at him, her eyes going from his mouth to his eyes then back to his mouth. Nodding as he talked she waved her hand a little bit and whispered, "Stay. Stay...stay...please stay." He nodded and took a step backwards, straightened up and smiled a smile she had yet to see. It wasn't an unsettling smile, but it wasn't a pleasant...
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.All characters are oven 18! I grabbed a small hide bag, filling it with as much food as it would carry and made my way into the forest. It was s...