Dear Shoeblossom: Miguel awaits me, as he and his assistants prepare the cocaine with baking soda. Mig gives orders mostly, and the fellows chop and mix the drugs, and suddenly, there I am in my snug little Hello Kitty top and cargo pants. I've been out shopping with Miguel's Platinum Visa, and I grin at him loopily. "Remy, honey how are you?" Mig smil...
What's up everybody? My name is Alain Joseph, and my friends call me A.J. I was born on January 30, 1987 in the town of Cap-Haitien, in the north coast of the island of Haiti, and my family moved to the City of Montreal, province of Quebec, in the summer of 1997. I recently graduated from McGill University with a Master's degree in Business Administration an...
Authors Notes: This is the story of my first visit to an anything goes swingers club in Las Vegas. The night of the story I was one of the first arrive and one of the last to leave. ***** I finally sat down with my wife yesterday afternoon and had a talk with her about my desires to take my sexual desires to the next level and I was surprised what her resp...
Darrel came into his outer office, passing Thelma's desk. Usually she would give him an exuberant smile, have brought him a latte from Starbucks, but not today of course. This was the Day After. "Good morning, Thelma," he said with a halting smile. Thelma's eyes narrowed, and her lip curled with obvious revulsion. "Uh, good morning, Mr. Plunkett." Darrell w...
Her name was Cindy and she had been born a male. Cindy was a beautiful woman is every way except one. She didn't like the term tranny and preferred being referred to as a shemale. She was truly happy living as a woman. She began taking light doses of hormones at 19 she had stopped hormones because she had difficulty maintaining a full erection. Cindy was bru...
I wrote this story originally under the title "Be Careful In the Park" about an older crossdresser who meets a street gang in a park and gets more than she bargained for. There was no incest in the original version. I like this version better as it includes all my peccadillos: incest, crossdressing, nylon fetish, and forced sex. A warning to those who find t...
The Private Transvestite Detective (Or The Undercover Dick) With apologies to the writers of the various movies from which I borrowed some inspiration (and a few good lines). Chapter One It was late Friday afternoon and I sat behind my desk smoking a cigarette, leaning back in my chair with my high-heels resting on yesterday's newspaper. I contemplated m...
This is a story that takes place years after the events of "Ramona Changed Me". *** Sometimes I have a big mouth and don't know when to not say something. This got me into trouble. I was 26, this was like 2005 and working at a job where I was assisting in the repair of plumbing damages. A vendor or someone goes into work on a home, they damage the sprinkl...
Chapter Eight -- Passport To Eternity "So are you seriously thinking about getting tits?" Sally dropped her newspaper and snuggled up to Valerie. "But I thought the whole tranny deal was only for two or three years? Just until Tony stopped looking for you?" Sally said inquisitively. "Well it was. But now I don't want to live any other way. I can't tell yo...
Once Upon a Tranny Art Kautz Copyright March, 2005 Bob was having a time with the winter traffic. It had snowed last night, the roads were slick, and all too many people were driving like they had never seen the stuff before. He had started out early in what turned out to be a vain attempt to get to the office on time. Conditions were worse than he had expe...