[Writers love feedback. Please comment on and rate this story. About 99 readers out of 100 do *NOT* bother to do either one. The story carries the label "BCS". In other words, if I put it in the Loving Wives section, it would be lambasted as Bi Cuck Shit. Tough crowd over there.] +++++++++++++++++ Every few weeks I travel with a female coworker to three-da...
Transformation story of a man that sees a fortune teller. He is given one wish and uses it to turn himself into a girl. A dream that he never realized he ever wanted. He tries to adjust to his new life and all the things that come along with being a woman. Story Here I am, Emerson Mason Maxwell, a 24-year-old white male in a local suburb near a busy city....
Robert and I broke up. I mean, we had to. Sometimes you just have one of those moments that knocks your brain into the right frame, and you can see things for what they are. Unfortunately, that same knocking can send other things spinning loose. I've mentioned I do cam work, so obviously I've got a bit of an exhibitionist in here. But I don't see those peo...
I worked with a woman named Dana. Gorgeous! Close to six feet tall. Long blonde hair that ran down to the middle of her back and wrapped around a thin, friendly face. Piercing blue eyes and ruby red lips. Her curves would make a great road course. 36-24-34. Long, long legs. And every inch tanned to perfection. Her smile and laugh lit up any room when you wer...
Strip Club Tease Toy: Dan Falls Into A Trap Chapter 9: Stairway to Heaven Dan floated peaceful through inky blackness, and everything was silent. ... ... ... Suddenly, a torrent of freezing water splashed again his face, and dragged him unpleasantly back to the land of the conscious. He blinked in confusion, clearing the water from his eyes and looking...
Teaching Her A Lesson Part Nine: Core Curricula Every other Tuesday in our district was an e-learning day for the students. For most of them, it meant sleeping in, waking up two minutes before sign-in was required for attendance, then brushing their teeth and eating breakfast while they half-listened to their first recorded lecture of the day. Then another...
Author's Note: Sixteen chapters in and my main character is still a virgin. Considering what type of website this is, I don't know if that's a sign of bad writing or not. Also, warning! Unnecessary costume porn is coming. Seriously. If pointless descriptions of clothing bug you, then you're going to be bugged because this is ridiculous. And, on a final note,...
Everything hurts. My feet, my legs, my arms, my cheeks. Just everything. I am stiff as a board. How long have I been standing here? No idea, no idea of time. A few hours I think, it must be. I have to pee like mad. Is it still not time for a break? I can't even wiggle my legs to help me hold up my pee. Voices, I can't hear what they say. Too muffled. There a...
I found myself in a midsized college town working on a problem that didn't want to be resolved. With assistance from my co-workers two and a half hours away I was finally able to correct the issue, and system operation was restored. It was late, I was more than three hours from home, and decided I did not want to make the drive. Instead I chose to spend the...
[Author's note: This is part of a continuous story, it's not really a stand-alone chapter. I recommend reading the parts continuously, and not jumping into it cold.] Occasionally, my wife had fleeting thoughts about me during the day I was scheduled to return -- late at night -- from my three-day business trip. I guess most husbands could say that about t...