It is an extremely warm Saturday night and my eighteen year old daughter Krissy and I are sitting around in the house having conversation while we drink sparkling wine. Around midnight I suggest it might be fun if we took off our clothes and sat outside on the front porch. Krissy giggles for a few m... read more
Left work after-hours, cross-dressed underneath w light lingerie & lots of colored little tattoos I draw myself over my hairless body. After drinking lots of spirits on my way home, arrived at my neighborhood park late at night & felt like wishing to be ..... badly abused! I got rid of the... read more
Finally, I had everything I needed to dress up for a little fantasy today. Ever since I was a little boy, I had always thought my neighbor Steven was extremely handsome and sexy. At 6 feet 3 inches, Steven is exactly what is described as tall, dark, hard tone and muscular. Tonight, I would finally h... read more
West Palm Beach didn’t have many cold snaps, but when one did rake the city the weather seemed twice as frigid as it actually was. Virginia Stanton sat alone in her office on the third floor of Prism Design’s building overlooking the Intra-coastal Waterway. She had been chilly all day, m... read more
Every evening of our holiday we would all dress up and head to the nightclub, the glamorous entertainment was for the young and old and it was great to hear the oldies applauding alongside the young ones… One night when we headed to the nightclub there was a sign announcing the entertainme... read more
Stories about transsexuals and transvestites typically involve one or more standard themes concerned with such characters' treatment of themselves, their treatment by others, their treatment toward others, the events and circumstances of their transitional period, their outing themselves or being ou... read more
As a beautiful shemale, Tiffany De Vine had had a lot of superb lovers, both male and female, but she couldn't get Charisma off her mind. She'd met the sorceress when she'd bought one of the brassieres that Charisma had designed. Actually, as she found out later, it was the only brassiere that Chari... read more
Tiffany's six cocks filled Charisma's six cunts and, although the sorceress was on top and, therefore, able to move faster and with more force and agility than the supine shemale, Tiffany, nevertheless, felt overwhelmed by the welter of sensations that had, as it were, laid siege to her consciousnes... read more
Tiffany didn't hate Charisma, not exactly, although, the more she thought of how the sorceress had treated her, how she'd abused her, the more the shemale fumed. Not only had Charisma changed her sex, from shemale to female (and back again, thank God), but she had also equipped her with a half dozen... read more
While bathing her in the shower stall, before pissing on her and making her drink the warm, golden beverage she’d poured from her bladder, Charisma had planned to fuck Tiffany in the ass with the aluminum Little League baseball bat she’d brought into the shower stall with her for that ve... read more
The sorceress set aside the bamboo cane. She released her captive from her chains, and Tiffany fell to her knees, a dead weight, before sprawling upon the cold, stone floor. The shemale sobbed repeatedly, her face as awash in sweat and tears as her buttocks were awash in blood. Her breath came and w... read more
Tiffany De Vine wondered whether the ladies’ dressing room in which she was about to try on a brassiere was under surveillance by some fat, obese fucker with a day’s stubble of beard and a cum-stained crotch. Probably, she thought; it would be just her luck. Well, if some slob was drooli... read more
After fondling her breasts and her cock and balls for several more minutes while she probed Tiffany's mouth with her tongue, Charisma allowed her guest to get undressed while she removed her own clothes. The seamstress was a beautiful woman, for a genetic female, but, of course, she was nowhere n... read more
The corset was every bit as beautiful as the brassiere. Tiffany couldn’t wait to try it on. It was, Charisma told her, “an 1880 corset in white jacquard and white lace trim; it laces up the back.” The top of the corset rose above Tiffany’s breasts, the front covered her abdom... read more
Tiffany held one high-heeled shoe to her foot. It wouldn‘t fit, she knew, since the shoe was several times smaller than her foot. Nevertheless, aware of Charisma, who was seated beside her, waiting for her to don the shoe, she pivoted her foot downward, inserted her toes into the front part of... read more
Women. There's no figuring them. They're a puzzle, one of life's mysteries, and that's a fact. Who knows what goes on in their brains, or whether they even have brains? I mean, what rational creature would get excited over Valentine's Day? Could any holiday be more obtuse? Like your bitch, mine's... read more
The adult entertainment market includes thousands of videos and DVD's featuring transsexual actresses. Some of the more popular of these celebrities have their own web pages. Brief profiles of some of these actresses, including a list of their films, appears after the initial list. Adriana Ventur... read more
"How many inches?" she asked. "Twelve," he said. "Really?" "Really." "If you're lying, you're just wasting your time." And mine, she thought. "I'm not." "Okay, then. It's a date." Tiffany hoped the jerk was te... read more
Angel was a beautiful young girl living with two of her best friends, Monica and Amanda. All were transsexual, and the three shared everything together, from clothes, their sexy intimates, lovers, and each other's bodies. Angel was the youngest, at 23, a Japanese anime lover and the most... read more
After ten wasted years of foolishly trusting in love to 'cure' me of my femininity, I had only just begun to re-embrace the sissy inside me when something made me reach out to an old friend. What made me do it, I really don't know. Although I was once again revelling in even the smallest aspects of ... read more
