Author's Note: This is my seventh semi-annual "invitational." The initial one was based on the Statler Brother's song, "This Bed of Rose's." The most recent invitational included songs written or performed by Willie Nelson. The current effort consists of stories based on song titles that have a weather term in them, such as "Stormy Weather, "Foggy Mountain...
All stories by the author have a basis in real life experience and/ or those of close couple friends who have relayed their own experiences; and, of course, unrealized fantasies. The story is fictional and the names of people, organizations, businesses, etc. have been disguised and changed. Any resemblance to actual persons is purely coincidental. This story...
Our Kinky Vacation My name is Mark, I'm a twenty seven year old banker living and working in Boston., Massachusetts. I guess I'm considered a pretty good looking guy. I'm six foot three inches tall, weigh about two hundred pounds, clean cut with short hair, blue eyes, and considered a nice dresser with an athletic build as I work out regularly. I'm not a m...
There they were again, the three young boys thinking they're hiding in the bushes while they watch me. I can hear them snicker and chuckle, stupid shit only boys in the early stages of puberty think of and do. It happens every so often, typically every two or three weeks if the weather is nice enough to sit on the patio and read. I'm blessed to have a posi...
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...
The alarm rings off waking us from a deep sleep. Refreshed I am not. My wife gets up looking much more refreshed, and heads to the shower. I doze back off only to have her holler at me to get up. I look up to see her dressed in light gray sweatpants, and a white button down. I can see her black bra under her shirt as she walks out the door. I get up, and dre...
The call came from out of the blue. Jake couldn't believe his luck! The call had been from his cousin, Alexa, at about three that afternoon. It was 6:00 P.M. now and he was still in shock. Alexa was his younger cousin on his mother's side. She was thirty-two years old, seventeen years younger than Jake. She had always been one of the black sheep in the fam...
I would like to thank my friend Angela for her help in co-writing this story. It was her idea for the plot as well as l lot of the story line. Except for her beauty, especially her eyes and lips, there are no other similarities in this story. It is strictly a work of fiction. I would also like to thank her for her editing. All other typos are mine While th...
Once upon a time in college... ...it happened that I was dating a girl named Chrissie. Let me tell you from the start guys and gals, Chrissie was a hot little number who was hot for cock. Specifically, she was hot for my cock and had been since she'd found out how good I was from the other girls. And how big I was. She did everything within her power to g...
The big 18 wheeler barely slowed down as I headed into the lot. I pulled the truck into a spot right in front of the mechanic's garage, so Ted the elderly mechanic could go over it before it went back out onto the road. I was one of the few drivers for Master's over the road trucking service who wasn't an owner operator. If I played my cards right, I would b...