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Would You
'Would you...?' 'Look the part to play the part....' 1 5' 4...dreaded, and to be dreaded....bookish, be-spectacled—damn near owlish....so much so that you might miss the way her tits spoke to you no matter how much she attempted to 'silence' them ....that you might miss the way her sk... Read full Story
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Whatever Your Heart Desires Part 3
In the afterglow of our lovemaking, Danielle and I had talked long into the night. I was flush with excitement at the prospect of this exciting new change in our lifestyle. Our lovemaking had become the most intensely gratifying of our entire relationship – for both of us, at last – and ... Read full Story
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The Greatest Lie Part 5
Most of my classmates celebrated the first Saturday after the beginning of classes in hedonistic leisure, nursing hangovers and playing Frisbee on the Quad. But I spent the morning plotting my escape from this dangerous, macho dormitory, studying want ads and making appointments to look at studios o... Read full Story
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I Love To Love You
I Love To Love You Baby By Sabrina G. Langton Author's note: I have published this story on two other sites. I always said it was slightly aurobiographical, but reading it back it is a pretty accurate account of my summer of '88. There are only 3 things that I changed. 2 are itsy bitsy tiny deta... Read full Story
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Anastasia's Life So Far
Chapter 1: Humbling Beginnings My story starts where most every crossdresser's story starts. It starts somewhere around the time I was an infant. I can remember not to mention being told several thousand times that my choice of toys as a child was dolls, strollers, dress up and tea parties, Barbi... Read full Story
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FORMATION D'AMOUR ⚧️ 💗 ⚧️
Kyla essuya la sueur de ses yeux, puis essuya le liquide de sa main, tout en s'appuyant sur son balai. Ce putain de jour était trop chaud, bien trop chaud. Elle regarda autour d'elle : le vestiaire vide était complètement immobile, attendant patiemment d'être nettoyé, son air saturé de l'odeur de... Read full Story
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A Fairy Tale Part 1
=-=-Chapter One-=-= "Heather?" My boyfriend was knocking on the bathroom door. "What's wrong, are you okay? Heather?" "Yeah..." I swallowed thickly and that was a mistake. I threw up some more, kneeling on the floor, feeling like I was dying. "Heather?&q... Read full Story
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Dirty Black Summer Chapter 2
Back in the safety and seclusion of my mountain retreat later that afternoon, Summer and I sat back and drank a few beers to unwind, allowing the adrenaline and endorphins racing through our systems to subside somewhat. "I think we succeeded in getting inside his head a little," I told ... Read full Story
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Becoming a Shemale's Bitch
I just got into town and spent the whole day moving in and cleaning my new apartment. I didn't have much furniture but the place needed a lot of cleaning. I saw their was a bar a few blocks away from my apartment and decided to go out for something to eat. It was around five o'clock when I walk... Read full Story
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Becoming A She-Males Bitch Part 2
After last nights ordeal I was given something to drink and taken to a bedroom upstairs. What I drank must have had some kind of drug in it because I was knocked out. I bet I was asleep in just a couple of minutes. I barely even remember lying down. When I woke up I was naked, sore as hell and fe... Read full Story
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A Shell of A Man
Six years ago, I was doing well enough to finally afford my dream apartment. It was a studio apartment on the upper side of town. So, I had the job, the apartment, the money... but I was lonely. Very lonely and very horny. Not only would I get all hot and bothered from looking at all of the pretty w... Read full Story
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Betrayed Chapter 10
I would have loved to be waiting at the gate at O'Hare when Dianna de-planed from L.A. that Sunday night. I had to settle for the Baggage Claim Area. Those people working for the Transportation Security Administration have no sense of humor. I guess at eight dollars an hour, they can't afford one. T... Read full Story
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Anastasia's Life
Chapter 1: Humbling Beginnings My story starts where most every crossdresser's story starts. It starts somewhere around the time I was an infant. I can remember, not to mention being told several thousand times that my choice of toys as a child was dolls, strollers, dress up and tea parties, Barb... Read full Story