It was while cutting across his back trailer park lawn around 7pm on misty July Saturday evening, when I first discovered that Mr. Parker was really a fag. How else could you describe a man wearing a long blonde wig on his head while below he wore only a large somehow stuffed pink lacey woman's bra ... read more
Hello, this is an account of what I consider my best night of my life; I was living in Baltimore, MD, Essex area at the time. A little background on me is that I am married now and at the time of this night but not that happy at the time. I was married for about 8 years and my wife and I decide to f... read more
It wasn’t that hard making the change from friend to lover, and from lover to student of sensuality. Lisa made clear that I was to follow her directions, not that our relationship was predicated on that, but that she was going to lead me to a new place in my life. She had been a friend for mo... read more
I was in a pretty pissed off mood for a few days, having just lost my latest hot Tg girlfriend, Kelli to Alesha, a well hung black Tg, and decided to go to my favorite exotic dancers club. I recently had some interesting adventures with several of the dancers, I wrote that up in a 2 part short ... read more
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 more
Uncle Barney called me this morning and wanted me to keep my evening free. He wanted to meet me at the motel with a surprise for me. I was so excited and could hardly wait. I had to decide on something to wear, but when I thought about it, I realized that I wanted to wear something special. He would... read more
I met Joliet through a mutual friend, I was the featured receptacle for the evenings generous donations of tyranny spunk. The evening was one to remember and where I met Joliet, Joliet is about five feet eight and one hundred sixty pounds well built like a sculptures dream. Light skinned and toned... read more
Kyra was not the girl of my dreams. I never DARED dream a woman that good would just walk into my life. She was smart, sassy, vivacious, intuitive, resourceful, and a real 'people person'. We met in an Internet chat room called "Working Girls". We're not talking about the kind you find in ... read more
- Chapter One – Our First Meeting - I had two weeks to go before the final degree exams and I was working hard. Perhaps too hard, because I desperately needed a break from the hours and hours of revision. It felt like I just couldn't take in any more detail about Quantum Mechanics or Solid ... read more
FRIDAY My sister and her husband wanted to take a few weeks off in the sun and asked me to look after their kids for a while. I'd move out of my tiny apartment and into their house for the duration. As I was still living off my severance and they had a nice spread with an indoor pool and a h... read more
A gust of freezing wind blasted across my face. I succumbed to worries of frostbite as I walked aimlessly along the side of the highway.\r\n\r\nThe wind of passing trucks nearly knocked me off my feet. This must have been dangerous. It\'s something I should have considered.\r\n\r\nMy parents separat... read more
This story depicts a fetish know as Futanari Fuatnari: A type of Hentai, most often depicting hermaphrodites or females with male sex organs. Also known as Dickgirls. Transformation Futa is a long standing kink of mine, though it has been a while since I indulged. The major difference is that ... read more
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 more
Shannon's Shocking Discovery Shannon leaned against Marilyn. She was definitely light-headed from her last drink. Marilyn's hand resting on her left hip pulled her closer, a move at once comforting and unsettling. She slid her arm around her new friend's waist, resting her head on the silk covere... read more
The warm humid September air blew through the windows of the speeding silver Nissan Pathfinder as it cruised along the Belt Parkway. With the Marshall Mathers LP blaring out the stereo, Sharilynn whipped her SUV along as the wind whipped her ponytail and her plain white t-shirt. As little Mai lay sl... read more
"Class is dismissed. Don't forget the project due…" "Huh, what?" Marilyn woke up disoriented from her nap. When she finally came to, she vaguely remembered some project for Intro to Computer Science, gathered her legs from the chairs in front of her, dusted off her b... read more
Mark Holloway groaned as he sat up in bed and reached behind him to touch Madison. It was six o'clock on Saturday morning in Birmingham, Alabama. His hand met only a cool pillow and undisturbed sheets. Then he recalled with an increase in his heartbeat that she was due to arrive at the Birmingham In... read more
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 more
I really wasn't surprised when Dianna directed me into the parking lot at Ringers. It was only a few blocks across town from my new home; a five-minute drive, if the traffic wasn't killing at the time. Consciously, it had not been a factor in my decision to take the new place. Sub-consciously... wel... read more
They say that life is about making choices. But we humans don't get to choose the two most important factors in our lives. We don't get to choose our genes, so I got stuck with XY chromosomes. And we don't get to choose our natal families, so I got stuck with my mother and father. My father, Edua... read more
