Real TS Encounters Lay Report #1 Thursday June 9th, 2016 Hey, so this is my first “Lay Report”, which is what I will call them for now. My intent with these is to share stories of my encounters, while at the same time being informative enough to the point where you can get some value from ... read more
My Romantic One Night Stand with a Beautiful T-girl. A friend of mine landed a gig DJing at the well known dance club in West Village of New York City. She invited me to check it out. Why not, I had no plans that weekend and she can put me on the VIP guest list. Which means I don’t have to wai... read more
I think that if you could get honest answers, a lot of heterosexual guys would probably admit to having had at least a passing desire to be a girl. If they were honest, they would probably admit they thought of it "when I first noticed a girl's breasts" or "when I first felt a girl or... 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
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 more
Magician's Assistant - Friends & Lovers takes place in the Magatrix the Magnificent Universe, which was first introduced in my serialized seven-part story, Magician's Assistant. The premise upon which both that story and this story are based revolves around the fact that Magatrix the Magnificent... read more
"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 more
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 more
It was time to leave Mistress Ming's house and Lien was dressed, or rather tied up, by the two little sissies. First a brutal corset was fitted around Lien's waist, followed by a broad, black leather collar. Lien's hands were then tied in an armbinder, a black leather sack that held Lien's arms behi... read more
"How about doing a sports interview?" I suggested. "We could have hockey's dirtiest player doing a tell-all about how to inflict pain without taking a penalty." "Yeah," agreed Ted. "The bad guy could demonstrate all his dirty moves on the interviewer. Like an el... read more
Phil had been looking forward to the competition for weeks and now that it was over, he felt slightly disappointed. Not that he really had anything to be disappointed about. He had advanced to the third round in the Karate tournament where he had met an admittedly better opponent. So it wasn't that ... read more
When he woke up, it was like waking from a very vivid dream. Oddly enough he quickly accepted that it had not been a dream, but he did find the determination that had been missing the day before. It may have been a longtime sexual fantasy of his to be feminized against his will, but in the real worl... read more
I am from Chongqing, a boy who loves his father. When I was young, my neighbor aunt always said I looked like my sister, like a beautiful girl. At that time, my family was relatively poor. My Sister, my parents, and my family of four lived in public rental housing of less than 30 square meters. Star... read more
One morning Lien was one of three sissy-slaves were cleaning the slave toilets. The two others were using their tongues to clean the floor meticulously. Meanwhile Lien was using her tongue to clean the toilets. She was carefully licking the funnel leading down into the mouth of castrated toilet-slav... read more
I crashed harder than anytime ever in my life and my dreams were fucking vivid. I dreamt of being fucked. And of sucking huge cock and getting face fucked so hard that I was cock drunk and high from holding my breath so much. But so really horny from him doing that, so into that cock. Of Jax f... read more
Now Rose upped her sincerity level. "I want that kind of friendship with you, Joan! I believe we are kindred spirits. If two manipulative bitches like us CAN be friends, I think we should be. I did this little scenario today as a show of skill, inclination, and sincerity. Could I do to other me... read more
The horrible memory of my crackhouse ordeal faded much as the lurid surgical site on my abdomen faded to a faint pink smile at my bikini line. I went off the AIDS cocktail after one awful month of constant nausea, and was pronounced antibody-free. My surgeons pronounced me healed and recovered. Natu... read more
It was one of those soft southern nights you hear about in movies and old soft rock songs. I could smell the long leaf pines and the moon was nearly full. I had been on my own for so long that it rarely bothered me as it did in my youth. That lonely feeling that never quite goes away. Now it came on... read more
The ride to Master's residence was completely uneventful for Lien. The whole way she lay in the trunk of his limousine, hooded and gagged, with her legs strapped together and her arms secured with the armbinder. The trip may have been uneventful, but Lien wasn't bored. She spent the whole trip fanta... read more
Life as a slave continued for Lien and the others. Sucking, fucking and punishments in and endless cycle and only very rarely were they rewarded with an orgasm. About once a year they had the chance to be granted an orgasm, but only if they had been exceptionally good and lucky were they actually gi... read more
