Teresa and Dominic Scalia were busily brainstorming entertainment ideas for the upcoming Community Chest gala. "We've got the band with a featured singer, but I think we need something else. Something for a change of pace." said Teresa. Dominic thought for a moment. "How about a magician? It could be the first act right after dinner and before we clear the...
"Carol's Coffee Caress" boasted the best coffee this side of Grayson's Gorge, located in the village on the east side of Skypierce Peak. The cafe had been decked out for weeks with colored Christmas lights, tinsel, a seven-foot tree, and ornaments hung from the walls and ceiling. Holiday music played softly in the background. Peppermint, eggnog, cinnamon, an...
Date: March 22, 2019 Author: Kirsten Addison Subject: Chrysalis of Kirsten Chapter 1 By KirstensubTS My name is Steven aka Kirsten. This story is about how I went from a closet cross dresser to becoming a full time transsexual slave. This story is mostly true, based on my journals with dramatic license to make it more exciting and readable. Names have been c...
I could feel the Flow. Not from the game. Not from one of the cards. I knew it was because of what was happening to me. I knew it in an instant. I could feel the Flow because I was becoming feminine. No. I was becoming female. I stared at myself in the mirror while she watched me from behind and slowly, the fire and burning in my belly began to fade. Yes...
James felt as if he was going insane. It was summer, the sun was shining and he was at the beach ogling girls. Tits of all shapes and sizes surrounded him, wrapped in bikini tops, one pieces and other pieces of fabric of varying coverage. James' heartbeat pounded in his ears and throbbed in his crotch, digging a furrow in the sand beneath him. He was lying o...
I was excited about going out with Lexi, more so than I had been about anything in the months since Danni left. The prospect of spending my birthday alone, without my sweetheart, was just too daunting. Being dragged out of my self-imposed exile for a night of drinking and dancing actually looked like an attractive alternative for a change. Perhaps it was jus...
"I hate these things," Eunice said, holding up a rubber object. It looked like a transparent latex tube with a hoop at each end. "It's easy," her friend, Erica said. "You slide the bottom hoop in like this." She demonstrated by inserting the smaller hoop between the folds of her vagina and pushing it up until the outer ring lay flat against her labia. "Se...
I wish to give a "Big Thank You" to Ray Ross for his help editing my mess. Below is the re-edited Chapter 1. However, do not fear there is a completed Chapter 2 out for editing which will be posted as soon as possible. I wish to also thank the unexpected responses from so many readers. As a way of saying thank you, a preview of next chapter will involve a B...
"Your guest has arrived, Ms. King." As the large wooden doors to the library of the King estate are opened by one of the many assistants throughout the mansion, you are greeted by a red-headed woman, seated in a chair next to a roaring fireplace with a book in her lap and an ancient wooden box by her side. The box appeared to be decorated with Lati...
I remember when it started, but not how I got here. I lost my job at the plant, and was unable to find work. Cindy, my wife, got an excellent job in the city so we moved there. While I tried to find work I couldn't, so I spent a lot of time at home. Cindy was working 50+ hours a week at her high-powered executive job, so I became a "house husband", trying to...