Ash looked himself over in his bedroom mirror critically, finding himself oddly self-conscious about his looks. He had been texting Laura all throughout the day and they had agreed that dressing pretty casual would draw the least suspicion, so he had. He wore a simple patterned t-shirt and some ... read more
I have always been obsessed with boobs. I like them all but especially big ones. I stare at them in the grocery store and of course have an extensive collection of pics from the internet. Lately, I have even been thinking about what it would be like to have a big set myself. I'm a guy don't get me w... read more
Since I was 14,I started wearing women clothesborrowing my sister;s bra,and panties,putting them when I would shower,how the felt against my body,pantyhose,clinging to my legs,the cool sensation as I would walk across the floor.I even tryed on her majorite out fit,with thigh high boots,it was hot.no... read more
Epilogue Rob came home from work. His wife Jenny was waiting for him. In her hands she held a letter. Jenny said: "We received this letter today. It is sad news from Marion S. We have met her and her husband John a few times - do you remember? John has had a car accident while driving fas... read more
Chapter 8 The first thing that struck me was pink! More pink satin than I thought existed in the entire world. The walls were covered in baby pink satin curtains, the plush carpet was also baby pink. Like all the other rooms in this house of the bizarre the ceiling as a full mirror. There was a h... read more
They came into the video store where I worked as a clerk. Almost every day. Teasers. Both of them. What made it both great and terrible for me was that it fed my deepest fetish -- stockings -- as it denied me any fulfillment other than frequent and frantic "self-gratification."... read more
"Yea I thought the singing was OK but I don't really go for that style too much" "And the girls?" Brian prompted me. "Oh come on Brian leave him alone we all know he's not really interested in girls." "Give him a chance, people can change! Perhaps Carl's d... read more
I was the boy my father had hoped for after 3 daughters before me. Life in our suburban middle class two-story house was as normal as anyone else's. My dad was a loving father bringing me up and doing the things a father likes to do with his son – baseball, fishing, camping, working the garage... read more
Police work is a paramilitary occupation. Uniforms, rank, weapons, discipline…It can be exciting and interesting for some and boring for others. Some officers seem to find lots of action during their career (or maybe it finds them) while others never use their sidearm except for target practi... read more
As Bella blossomed physically, Jane ensured the girls took control of her; she was made to know her place amongst females and was still subjected to their choosing her outfits. Bella was habitually made to pose before a full length mirror as Jane and the girls scrutinised her feminine shape; the gir... read more
As those of you who have read my stories know, I love pantyhose. I'm also quite heterosexual in that I'm extremely turned on by femininity; thus the pantyhose fetish. I have no desire to "be" a female as I love my big penis and I love the way it feels in pantyhose. I also love shooting spe... read more
Jamie knew he was different. He didn’t fit in with the other boys, but he didn’t feel like he fit in with the girls either, he just knew he was different. He wasn’t into dolls or balls. He was the smallest boy in his class and more than half the girls outweighed him. But the one thing he had going f... read more
"Yea I thought the singing was OK but I don't really go for that style too much" "And the girls?" Brian prompted me. "Oh come on Brian leave him alone we all know he's not really interested in girls." "Give him a chance, people can change! Perhaps Carl's... read more
I think I must be one of the happiest men ... women ... people alive. I scarcely know what I am any more; neither do I care. My beloved friend Garnet shares that same opinion with regard to his ... her own position. I'm quite sure that our companions, Opal and Sapphire, are also absolutely content w... read more
TO BE OR NOT TO BE – PART 1 by Spanky de Bautumn This is a story about how taking a play to New York City changed people's lives. A transgender coming of age story. I was born Harold Stanley Dayes, not a great name for a kid growing up. I know my parents loved me, but Harold was my mom's dad a... read more
I had very few memories of my early childhood. The ones I did have were anything but pleasant. I did remember my mother and her blind hatred of my father and myself. She was very tall blonde woman with cold blue eyes named Monica. My mother always dressed in the most expensive leathers and satins in... read more
I am a bisexual man, meeting straight, bisexual or gay men for our sexual pleasures. I post messages on various message boards that allow members profiles and posting messages. I also post to local groups in my area that allows one to post messages to a small geographical area or to a distant user g... read more
Friday Night After work I picked up the pictures and went home to get ready. I got the call from Wanda this afternoon at work. She first apologized for kicking me out of her house last Saturday night, Halloween, without letting me clean the cum off my face. Knowing that I would have had to walk h... read more
Friday "Commander Cromartie?" Lt. Commander Edward Cromartie, USN, turned toward the voice that had spoken his name. He saw two female naval officers, a tall willowy light-skin Black woman, and a short Asian one. The Black one was wearing the uniform of a full commander, the Asian of... 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
