Final Chapter It was Friday night after a very long week of being humiliated. I had a couple of cocktails to calm down after my latest forced outdoor adventure - being exposed to numerous people while crossdressed. The phone had rung and I made the mistake of answering it thinking it was my wife who was due home that weekend. But the caller wasn't my wife i...
Well, here's something new for my flock of followers. It's something, shall I say, different. I own all commercial and all other non-electronic rights. Please do not read this story if you are not legally permitted to do so. So, without further ado, let's get on with the show. Happy holidays, my fair fans, and have a blessed new year! * * * * *...
Part 8: It was almost 4 p.m. when I finally dragged my weary, naked body out of bed, grabbed my white terricloth robe and walked tentatively to the bathroom. The house was quiet. Mom and Dad must have gone out. I needed a shower, and my eyes half open, I looked at myself in the bathroom mirror. The weight I had lost off my slim frame in the last month was e...
Welcome! Many thanks for reading my short story, The 1st Interview! I'm going to let you decide the outcome of this and the 2nd Interview, so please email me and let me know who you would like to work at L/J's! The winner will be revealed in "L/J's", a short story to be released later this year. If you have any other ideas you'd like me to explore, feel...
As I write these memoirs, my deeply tanned legs are stretched out before me on a lounge chair on my lanai. My pink toenails provide a nice contrast to the aquamarine sea visible in the distance, framed by swaying palm trees on golden sands. I brush a strand of hair from my forehead, and tug my sundress a few inches towards my knees. Looking back, it's hard...
The main character is not me. This is a pure fantasy scenario. Malcolm Lawrence was good at keeping his secret. He hid what he considered to be his true self from everyone. His marriage to Marybeth was going strong after 25 years, and although she knew he had a fetish, he gave no indication to her about how much it meant. After being open about it, for a t...
How do I start the story of my transformation, from a young punk to a cock-hungry whore? I guess it begins with the summer of senior year of high school, a night I still look back to with shame. Those were dark times, when I was mostly a bundle of hormones and vanity. Still, I guess I need to start from the beginning. Looking back on the night, I never shou...
Thanks to Charlie for all the help and wonderful editing. Our relationship seemed to settle down and we slipped into a bit of a routine. As always it was short lived Lauren seemed to become more and more withdrawn. There didn't seem to be any one particular reason, she started to snap at both Alecia and myself. We ended up in arguments over the most trivia...
This is part two of the story. I suggest you read part one. Sexuality begins within the human mind. This is part two where a woman uses her knowledge and skill regarding the mind to convert the perfect subject into her perfect tender loving Bitch. Some of the things she uses does not exist in today's market, but it will soon be. It is fiction and draws on no...
This is what happens when you get stuck at home for a week reading too much Literotica and running a high fever. By now anyone who has ever read anything I've written knows my fondness for over the top, larger than life characters. Mike Hogue is my biggest creation to date, in fact I don't know how I'll ever top him. There will be six chapters, in six diff...