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The Creators: Book One by
Chapter One: The Life Giver BRANDON My twin sister is dead, but she’s not gone. Death is a tragedy in the remote village of Towerhead, but it’s not a rarity. Farming accidents, disease, famine, natural disasters, you name it, it kills people in Towerhead. So, six years ago, when the oxen-pul... Read full Story
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An Eyeful
“Mom you don’t understand and I can’t talk about it, but trust me it’s something that can’t be helped,” Erica explained to her mother. “Honey you’re not being very understanding.” Erica just rolled her eyes and pulled the phone away from he... Read full Story
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David to Dee
"Dave," she purred, "you know you can tell me anything. Surely you know you can trust me not to judge you by your fantasies." He was squirming under her touch, his eyes tightly shut, trying to avoid telling her his deepest secrets on the one hand, and on the other, hoping beyo... 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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Blue collar Master, white collar slave Part 2
About an hour later I was once again naked except for my chastity pouch and my stilettos and once again I was screaming and crying, my body covered with angry red welts from Master Darren's whip. On my knees crying and begging I held his cock in my hands, trying to give the best handjob ... Read full Story
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The Terrace View Apartments Part 2
The Terrace View Apartment complex was an impressive site, to say the least. It filled up two entire blocks on the far-west side of town. I actually passed right by it at first; thinking that it was a fancy hotel because of the ornate architecture arrogantly rising over the privacy fences that surro... Read full Story
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Being Barbi's Bitch
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 full Story
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A Sissy Boy is Made
By any measuring stick Greg Martin was a wimp, and a very submissive wimp at that. His wife of 14 years, Jaclyn, had discovered this even before the two of them were married. Actually, Jaclyn wouldn't have taken a second look at Greg, as most women didn't, had it not been for his submissive nature. ... Read full Story
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A Perfect Life
The reasons I am not writing this myself. I have finally convinced someone to do it for me. She promised to post it on the Internet, but only as fiction. I suppose it is a bit unbelievable. It all started with the best of intentions. I had married my love while we were still in college. She... Read full Story
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bi to sissy caught and turned
It was during a Wednesday nite supper this past April when Penny my wife of seven years, suddenly looked me straight in the eyes while calling me a GAY COCKSUCKER ! Instantly while I swallowed hard and quickly looked away from her, my worse dreaded fears in life had somehow just become reality! So ... 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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Alleys
My mother told me never to take a girl into an alley at night. She went on about how dangerous they were, with strangers lurking in dark doorways waiting to do horrible things to the people who wander in alleys. Alleys can be dark, imposing and dirty especially in the city. I spent my youth avoiding... Read full Story
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Adventures of Shemale Sandra Part 1
His name was Phillip. Or at least it had been. Honestly, he wasn't sure who he was; all he knew was that what he had done two years ago was what he thought was right. This was the lifestyle he wanted. It should be said that Phillip has always had strong female influences throughout his life. He a... Read full Story
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Debbie Part 6
Debbie was awakened by someone holding a hand over her nose and mouth, so that she couldn't breathe. She struggled, weakly tossing her head before opening her eyes. She looked straight into the eyes of Dr. Jacobsen, smiling evilly down at her. He continued to hold her head so that she couldn't breat... Read full Story
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Danielle's First Time
Danielle was born in the winter to 1976, but she was born a male by the name of Daniel. Daniel looked like a normal male child aside from liking girly things. Whenever Daniel would play dress-up he'd always dress in his mother's or his aunt's clothes and his parents thought that was cute until Danie... Read full Story
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Brad's Bitch
The phone rang. I pulled it from my jeans pocket and saw that it was Brad. Shit! I really didn't want a call from him right now. Maybe I should just ignore it. But somehow he always knew when I'd just ignored his calls. And then that was even worse. I answered it, thinking only fleetingly about &... Read full Story
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Cum is a Cross-Dresser New Drink
Nikki looked up at me with her big, brown eyes as her head bobbed on my cock. Nothing was quite so sweet as one of her blow jobs. She had this way of dragging her tongue along the underside of my cock that made me want to cum in seconds. I always tried to hold it, but Nikki wouldn't let me. When she... Read full Story
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Fill'er Up
It had been nearly a year since it had all started. The emails back and forth, late night text messages, and the pictures…Ohhhh, the pictures. It had taken me nearly 2 months to get her to send me one. Well, one like I wanted. I remember the very first one she had sent. She was gorgeous. Blac... Read full Story
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Blue collar Master, white collar slave
I sit on the couch in my owner's house, dressed every bit the slave I am. My body from the tips of my toes to my eyelashes is completely and permanently hairless, smooth, soft and beautifully tanned. My upper body is clad in a thin, soft and pink rubber T-shirt and my ass is clad in a pa... Read full Story