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She had been sent to nap but first, finally, with a small delighted grin that most people would not understand, she tore at the button closure to her jeans. Most people were not usually denied what she was about to do. Not teased and toyed with for days. Not kept constantly on the edge. Tugging…
(Author’s note: I have tried to get an editor for this story but failing that after over a week of looking I’m publishing it. Please be aware this work has some fictional coercion and other sissification elements.) The car drove through the city as the night pressed around Nick, watching the buildings flicker by as…
When I arrived at the mine I had known what was expected of me but I still found the reality frightening to begin with. However, you get used to the life. My name is Carmen. I was born and baptised as Carlos nineteen years before this story begins. As long as I can remember I…
My name is Evans James Armand. Friends call me E.J. I’m a black guy living in the city of Boston, Massachusetts. I’ve always been fascinated by a certain phenomenon. To the point that this fascination has become an obsession of mine. That’s okay because I’m lucky enough to have the means of exploring and fulfilling…
Thanks for all the wonderful comments on the first two chapters! Here are the next two chapters. It’s time to teach Loren a bit about being Laura before their dinner party. Synopsis: Loren had no idea what he was getting into when his agent suggested he write transvestite fiction. Nor did he realize how eagerly…
Chapter One They had picked her up off the casino floor. Not literally, no; she was not lying there waiting to be fucked. It was not as easy as that. Almost…but, not quite. Rather, the raven-haired tomboy with the apple-sized tits popping out of the ragged, low-cut t-shirt promoting some obscure indie rock band, literally…
-17- “Hey sweetie, can you come in here?” Sam called out from the shower. I was finishing up my stretches from our morning run and about to join her anyway. Months had passed since Thanksgiving and my rookie season in college had come and went along with many other events. Sam and I both passed…
CHAPTER 1 My name was Roy, but nobody apart from the teachers, Mam and Nan called me that. For all the kids, I was Ginger. Guess what colour my hair was? My sister Kathy (older by two years) called me Woy for quite a long time, then nothing at all, then Ginger because it annoyed…
I noticed her as soon as I sat down with my beer. She was standing at the bar, talking to the bartender. I don’t know what drew my eyes to her, she was not the type I usually like. I am a very tall man, and prefer my women likewise, and she was hardly five…
I always wondered whether or not I would truly enjoy seeing my wife with another man. I knew that mentally it excited me, but if it were to really happen, would I be able to handle it afterwards? I guess the answer is yes, as I am sharing this story and we are still happily…