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Tgirl
The year is 2044. My name is Robert. I am 26. Light brown hair. Dark brown eyes. 5' 9", 122 pounds. I work for a supercomputer research and development firm. Like many young men at the leading edge of technology, I am transgendered. My counselor is Dr. Elizabeth Paris. Under her con... Read full Story
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The Clinic
I got out of my cab and looked up at the Clinic. It was a small, nondescript hospital. I was still pretty nervous about this treatment since I wasn't even sure of the details. But it was either this or go under the knife. This problem had to be dealt with. I picked up my bag and went into the lobby.... Read full Story
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Seduced Willingly Part 1
Finally, I moved to a city that was exciting, Miami. I moved to Miami looking for something new and adventurous. I grew up in very conservative town where nothing exciting went on. In Miami I found different languages, gay people, different ethnic persons, art, and culture. However, my job keeps me ... Read full Story
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The Greatest Lie Part 4
Don’t get me wrong, I don’t hate being around people. Actually, I hate being alone: it brings out the weird self-critic inside me. But god, do I hate crowds. Fall registration brought mobs to the campus. The half-empty dormitory that I had shared with a few Asian engineering students was... Read full Story
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Seduced Willingly
Finally, I moved to a city that was exciting, Miami. I moved to Miami looking for something new and adventurous. I grew up in very conservative town where nothing exciting went on. In Miami I found different languages, gay people, different ethnic persons, art, and culture. However, my job keeps me ... Read full Story
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Bisexual Black Man's Paradise
The name is T.J. Brown. I'm an engineer working at Walpole, the toughest correctional facility in the state of Massachusetts. My days are spent reading books, exercising and occasionally tussling with other workers. The facility is undergoing some expansion and I'm the lead engineer on this gig, wor... Read full Story
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Dani & Paulie - 1
It was two years since Carl had taken me in the cellar of that bar. Paulie and I had moved to a large apartment courtesy of an unexpected inheritance from his father. I should really say "her" father, we had started using feminine pro-nouns for each other somewhere along the line, no one could reme... Read full Story