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How I Became a 'SHAMAN
Every one is programed by society to play a certian role in life,that they are taught is reality,how ever, the truth is reality is what ever you want to make it! this is what magic is all about,making your own reality. I played the manly role in life for fourty-four years until I realized this,and b... Read full Story
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The Making of Erica - Sperm Loving Crossdresser
Confessions of a Crossdresser I am a crossdresser. It is an addiction. I’ve tried, but I really can’t stop myself: fantasies, endless looking at pornography, shopping, dressing, masturbation, and inevitably, seeking men to please. I have only sucked cocks, but over a hundred at my las... Read full Story
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A Wonderful Ordeal
Don and I had met on the internet in a chat room. Over the course of a month we had gotten to know each other and had shared our fantasies. Don was very dom and enjoyed the fact that I was very sub. I had shared with Don one of my favorite fantasies in which I'm abducted and forced into sexual servi... Read full Story
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The Training of Maria Louise
Chapter 1 I’ve decided, since you’ve told me you want to be a little dirty tart, that I should punish you by being a cuckold, someone who’s wife is unfaithful. We will begin by transforming you into Maria, we will apply your make up and dress you in white silk underwear, a nice ... Read full Story
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The lover of Lisa
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 full Story
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A Girl Called Eddie
Carrie had always treated me like her little sister, even though we were only third cousins. Though she was only two years older than I was and not of exceptional physical stature, I had allowed her to dominate me for as long as I could remember. Not that she was exceptionally cruel or abusive in an... Read full Story
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His Perfect Shemale Partner Part 2
Quite a few things have changed since the last chapter. OK maybe not that many, I am still lusting after Sally's body needing to have my dick in her and feel her in me, but we are a lot closer now as we are living together. Sally has gone to her 1st choice University and I decided I would rather get... Read full Story
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Charisma Part 2
After fondling her breasts and her cock and balls for several more minutes while she probed Tiffany's mouth with her tongue, Charisma allowed her guest to get undressed while she removed her own clothes. The seamstress was a beautiful woman, for a genetic female, but, of course, she was nowhere n... Read full Story
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Vengeance is sweet
What a warm day. Really hot, perhaps even the camels fainted in the zoo because of the heat. The thermometer reached 35°C that day. At these temperatures people usually aren’t up to do anything. So did I, because I sat together with Claude in his front yard. We were both sitting on our bea... Read full Story
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A Shemale Vacation Part 2
We sat there staring despondently at the ground. We had searched through all our bags and pockets and had nothing like the money we needed to pay for the hot sex sessions we had each enjoyed with the hot, hung Dutch whore. The guy, the pimp, who had previously been all smiles and friendly encouragem... Read full Story
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Sissies Training Part 2
I drifted in and out of consciousness over the next hour, periodically snapped back into reality when the dildo assaulting my mouth would pause deep in my throat and eject a fresh deposit of cum into my bowels. Looking up at the television display of my abuse I would normally have been turned on by ... Read full Story
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Planet of the Gigantic Schlongs
It all began in a place not too long ago but in a faraway place. There was a planet way out of the galaxy that no researcher ever discovered and most likely never will be. The story begins on a planet called Weenus. Nobody knows how the planet got its name. Perhaps we’ll never know&hellip... Read full Story
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My First Time Out Part 5
Preface: It is not imperative, but helpful that one reads Parts 1-4 in order to grasp the personalities of characters in this story. WARNING: The following story contains some explicit foul language and IS NOT for reading pleasure of anyone under the age of 18; nor is it permissible to read if yo... Read full Story
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Trying It On For Size
I was twenty minutes early for my one o'clock appointment so I found a shady spot in the parking lot of the upscale chain motel, kept the engine running to power the air-conditioner on the warm Sunday afternoon, took a few deep breaths and tried to relax. My mind wondered back over the series of eve... Read full Story
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A T-Girl Fairy Tale
Jared tossed the last bit of horse manure onto the highly stacked wheelbarrow. With a heavy sigh he gripped the handles and lifted. His muscular arms strained and bulged as he pushed the unwieldy load out the stable door to the large pile where he would deposit it until it was needed for the gardens... Read full Story
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Describing Breasts
Descriptions are complex things, but, done well, they seem simple and elegant and easy, just like a ballet or a football play. In describing almost anything, a writer uses the same elements and techniques. To illustrate, in this article, I will show aspiring writers how to describe a pair of breasts... Read full Story
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Continuing to Love the Feeling
After an exhausting but exciting day, i slept very well and arrived the next morning ten minutes early. I went through the back basement door and began changing. Ten minutes later i heard Mrs. Hawthorne calling me, Bitch Sheri come up here now! My maids outfit wasn't complete but i went up to ... Read full Story
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Boy Meets Girl
"What's her sister look like?" Dave Newell asked his brother. "You've seen Steph. They're sisters." Stephanie Johnson was a hottie, no doubt about that, Dave thought. Still, that didn't necessarily mean that her sister would be a looker. If Stephanie were from Venus, her si... Read full Story
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My Descent
This is the first time I've told my story publicly. I wrote this maybe 3 years ago, and have shared it with one person. I used to cross dress in my hotel room while away on business trips. I'm a fat bald 46 year-old who looks ridiculous dressed up in ladies underwear. When you're obsessed, tho... Read full Story
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Don't Go Into The Woods
Prologue I am standing here wearing a red plaid schoolgirl uniform skirt. It is so short that although I looked in the mirror before and couldn’t see my white satin panties I felt anyone looking at me could. My blouse is a white collared blouse typical of what you’d expect to see on a... Read full Story
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The Giver and the Gifts
From the beginning, when my breasts first began to bud--that was my true beginning --men accepted my offer of them, pleased to receive such gifts. My admirers, admiring them, circled their soft, tender areolas with the tips of their forefingers, as delicately as though they were outlining the cir... Read full Story
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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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Came to play
I spent my childhood at my grandmas house while I was growing up, there was several kids in the neighborhood... I basically grew up in the ghetto side of town. I knew more black people than white. I went to a school where there was always atleast a fight a day, so I kept to myself for the most part.... Read full Story
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Jamie is taken Part 2
Jamie came to on the cold dungeon floor retching and coughing, his mind paralyzed by a mixture of pleasure and panic. He had loved the orgasm he had just experienced. His experience with breathplay was less than half a day old and already he knew that he loved it almost as much as finally ... Read full Story
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Jamie is taken Part 4
Jamie was now in great pain; his back felt like it was breaking and his balls were being crushed, but the presence of Master's cock in his mouth and throat focused Jamie's mind. Since arriving in Master's dungeon Jamie had undergone a change. He no longer thought of escape or of how shor... Read full Story
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Headmistress' Favorite Sport Part 4
Over the next weeks Denise and the others settled into the routine, accepting their new life. Cindy did, as Mistress Hoffmeyer had predicted, break very easily and now she had been remolded as the slave-sissy her master wanted her to be, docile and obedient. Others needed more effort and others less... Read full Story
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Headmistress' Favorite Sport Part 6
At Mistress Rachel and Master Tony's house Denise was pushed into the role of maid along side her mother, Susanna. Susanna had been reshaped exactly as Mistress Rachel wanted it. She was now a devoted little nymphomaniac slave who loved her mistress and master and who would do anything for them. Lik... Read full Story
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Headmistress' Favorite Sport Part 8
For Denise her life as a fully trained slave began with a stay at Mistress Rachel's house before joining the twins' household. Since it was their idea to turn her into the sissy she now was, it was agreed that she would be their slave. But as the twins were moving out of Mistress Rachel's house and ... Read full Story
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Headmistress' Favorite Sport Part 9
When Denise returned from the academy all this was taking place without her knowing about it. She started her new life as a maid in Mistress Rachel and Master Tony's house alongside her mother, Susanna. Susanna had in the meantime developed into a complete slave, craving punishment and humiliatio... Read full Story
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Headmistress' Favorite Sport Part 10
When Denise came to she was lying in bed. She had been washed and she could no longer feel the annoying diaper rash. In fact she felt fine, clean and well rested. On her feet were what turned out to be black Oxfords with seven-inch heels. Her ankles were in steel cuffs and connected by a eight-inch ... Read full Story
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Tony to Tanya
My name is Tony and I'm an average 19 year old boy. I'm 5 foot 7 inches tall, have shoulder-length brown hair and blue eyes. I often get mistaken as a girl from behind because of the length of my hair and because I look after it really well. I've been told I'm as good-looking as most girls my age. M... Read full Story
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Story for adults Part 4
Alice's place in the household proven to be quite complicated and very demanding. First and foremost she was Mistress Angela's slave and her needs came first. Pleasing and servicing Mistress Angela and Mistress Janice both sexually and otherwise took up a great deal of her time. Her life acquired a ... Read full Story
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Debbie Part 5
Debbie didn't wake up until her gag was wrenched from her jaws. Her hood, collar and earplugs had already been removed. "Wake up, shit-head," Mistress spat and slapped her face hard. Debbie came awake and noticed that all the straps holing her to the couch had also been removed. She felt a... Read full Story
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Beginnings
The Intimate Liaison You would think being at home all day while the wife works would give me all the time in the world to indulge myself as Michaella but not so. Being a closet crossdresser with a family and home to look after is OK but a great number of friends and family call in knowing I’... Read full Story
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Witch Chronicles
I have been asked to write down my perception of the events of the war. After what's just happened, I thought it best to wait and rest before writing things out, but the big wigs want me to get it all down while it's still fresh, so don't expect this to be an extremely military report. I... Read full Story
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Memory Master
“I can remember whatever I want, whenever I want?” Amanda asked. The salesman nodded, patting the dome of the Memory Master. “Whatever you program.” He’d already explained the procedure twice, but he’d explain it a hundred more times if need be, to make a sale.... Read full Story
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Marilyn's Family Reunion
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 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
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Family Frolic
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 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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The Greatest Lie Part 8
I love academia just as I love getting fucked; each validates me in a different way. I was born of academic parents, and was holding forth at their cocktail parties before I could pronounce all my consonants. To me research papers and exams are just opportunities to display my superior intellect and... Read full Story
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The Greatest Lie Part 9
Two hours after saying goodbye to Rick and Randy, Tran and I left Minneapolis and boarded a plane to LA. I fell asleep at take off, and woke as the plane began its descent. Tran was staring out the window at the city’s lights spread in an endless shimmering galaxy below. "Wow, I love LA a... Read full Story
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The Greatest Lie Part 11
"En Francais", they say "plus ca change, plus c'est la meme chose:" the more things change, the more they stay the same. When Tran and I got back to Minneapolis from our trip to Thailand for our sex change operations, it was every bit as dark, frigid and depressing as it had been... Read full Story
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The Greatest Lie Part 13
Does Life Imitate Art? I love technology, in spite of the stereotype about girls. Although I was a guy, at least outwardly, until a year ago, I think I was always inwardly a girl. According to the stereotype, we girls are supposed to be indifferent to anything more technical than the designer cov... Read full Story
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The Greatest Lie Part 16
As soon as we were safely back in our hooch, I retrieved the iBook from its hiding place under the floor and opened up Spartan's main Excel spreadsheet. I re-sorted the list against the data from the last three weeks of our frustrating field work, by district, language group, age, and every other ca... Read full Story
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The Greatest Lie Part 17
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 full Story
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The Greatest Lie Part 18
They say that prostitution is the oldest profession. I disagree. Some guy must have been a professional hunter to have gotten together the spare change to pay for that first commercial fuck. It's like that chicken and egg conundrum. Eggs definitely came first. Just as mutation precedes evolution, th... Read full Story
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The Greatest Lie Part 19
The booked me as Alex Rios and handed me an orange jump suit and slip-on boots. I changed in a tiny curtained alcove and relinquished my clothes, shoes and purse, and became Inmate 265743. The booking clerk ignored my pleading eyes, so I begged. "You can't put me into a male population. I... Read full Story
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CD Delight
The following is an account of a true encounter between consenting adults. The names and places have been altered to protect the individuals. Any resemblance to actual persons is purely coincidental. It is not intended for minors. If you are offended by sexually explicit material or have receive... Read full Story
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Slaves Wanted
Right, if you're reading this, then you are probably already interested in being a good little slave slut. Now I'm going to take you one step further. I'm recruiting slaves now; I don't care if you're a man, woman, cd, tv or shemale, I need you to submit yourself to me. . .now. Here is what yo... Read full Story
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Changling
‘My goodness!’ she exclaimed, ‘It appears that you've had an accident, youngster. You'd better come home with me so that we can make you presentable. It's quite safe, 'cos I live in the big house in the woods on the other side of the hill behind the toilets. Come along, now,’... Read full Story
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Cross romance
I wake up in the middle of the night. I have psyched myself into such a state that I just can't go back to sleep. Thinking back over the years, everything started with a size 32A bra. It happened on one morning when I just turned 13. In my locked bedroom, I clipped on a flimsy unpadded white cott... Read full Story
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A Christmiss Story
The weekend! With my first week as a secretary finally at an end, I knew exactly how I was going to spend it: sleeping till noon, then watching football on TV while binging on bratwurst and beer. When I woke up on Saturday at half past noon, I lolled in bed for another hour before I dragged mysel... Read full Story
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A Certain Perception
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 full Story
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Be Careful What You Ask For
I've been living with Janet for ten years now and for the first eight all was well. But over the last two years things have changed completely, and not for the better. I started looking at various sites over the years, you know the type, and I concentrated on cross-dressing and transvestite sites. B... Read full Story
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Bar trap Part 2
I was supposed to put on heavy makeup. Starting with the foundation, I applied a generous layer of a brand especially designed for the use on stage, that did a very good job covering up any dark shadows. After I was satisfied with the effect, I used a brush to put on powder and make it all smoot... Read full Story