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
Monday I had been working in this office for a couple years, I was a floor supervisor had my own office and a few people under me. It was very easy and never had any trouble at all. I am also a cross dresser and I didn't know it but my story starts with a page I had on the Internet. I checked my ... read more
Norman Bancroft wasn't exactly crazy about the job. For one thing, the pay sucked, and there was zero chance for promotions. In addition, fairly long periods of boredom were relieved-if one could call driving several hundred miles per day for several days in a row relief-by trips from one of the rai... read more
PROLOGUE: Ross Thorn, aka Nick Mitchell, paced back and forth in his office high up in the Hancock Building. He glanced out the corner windows. North you could see out over Chicago's North Side to almost as far as Wilmette, and east out over the lake almost to Michigan. It was a perfect spring da... read more
Joan hung up the phone. One of what she liked to think of as "Dr. Adkin's Rules for Having It All.And Keeping It" was, "Always expect the unexpected", but this had thrown even her for somewhat of a loop. Rose was still alive! Not only alive, but here in Chicago and wanting to mee... read more
The referee held his gloved hand high in the air. The crowd was hushed as the ring announcer spoke, "Ladies and Gentlemen, the winner of this World Featherweight Championship Boxing Match to unify the title, by technical knockout, and still undefeated; Baby-face Jack Mc Coy." The crowd scr... read more
Angie kept my arm locked in hers, preventing any attempt at escape. We caught a cab back to my place. She was even more appreciative of it than Dianna had been. "Girlfriend, you live like a queen!" she exuded. Realizing what she had just said, she giggled. "Oops! Well, you kn... read more
I must apologise for the amount of time that it has taken for the second chapter of this story to come out. I have to admit that I had kind of abandoned it, but all your lovely feedback comments made me decide that I couldn't leave this one hanging. So thank you to everyone who wanted more of Wendy,... read more
Her Side We were all laying around the den floor in a state of partial dress, our undies scattered about. Each of us had pretty well messed up her makeup with our love making, including Victoria. She lay back against the sofa with her dress barely covering her spent penis, a satisfied look on her... read more
Mistress K looked at the school report and smiled. She wouldn't describe herself as an evil bitch, but plenty had. She was proud of her position. Headmistress of the Finishing School for TGirls. So many beautiful shemale girls had left her careful administration and gone on to happy lives, or ... read more
2) Okay, I'll go I woke up the next morning to find that the scotch had not done such a wonderful job of taking the taste of Jeremy's cum out of my mouth. Nor had it done a great job of ridding last night's events from my mind. It was already nine-thirty, so I figured I would get dressed for work... read more
How my secretary found out I'm a bi TV and how me and my TV friend educate her into some of the more zany aspects of TV sex. *** As I laid back against the wall of the toilet with my nylon-clad thighs spread wide and my erect cock jutting up lewdly from between them, the wooden door in front o... read more
A story by MicheleNylons (Crossdresser must comply with jailhouse heavy.) "You!!!" Eddie screamed through the bars, then laughed. "Well done girls, quite a show, I really enjoyed that; and so did Michele obviously," he said snickering and pointing at the tent in the front of my skirt caused by... read more
I wake up slowly, as I always do, the moment dawn breaks. The light is almost gray beneath the sheets, cold and distant. Either side of me, the legs of my mistress stretch away from me; impossibly long, impossibly big. Slightly bent, from where she’s curled up while sleeping, no doubt with a fain... read more
Today would have to wait, thought Marla Holton as she hurriedly gathered her bag and notebook in preparation for a no-holds-barred departure from her office at Prism Design. As general manager she had the privilege of arriving and leaving at will, though no one could ever fault her for not putting i... read more
Immediately, he retreated, not to spare her any distress, but in preparation for the next assault, and he launched himself down, deep into her depths, plumbing her bowels with his rock-hard cock. His balls slapped the lower curves of her skewered bottom, and he pressed them more firmly still into he... read more
Sam Nichols had a comfortable, reasonably well paid job in a computing firm called Stewart Computing. He was twenty two and had recently graduated college and had been lucky to find such a good job in the firm on the edge of San Diego, just a couple of hours drive away from where his parents still l... read more
Samantha Johnson, the new hire, was exquisitely beautiful. James Mann thought her the most gorgeous woman he'd ever met. He'd love to ask her out, but her good looks were somehow intimidating. He feared she'd reject him. If she did, he'd feel mortified. It was better, he told himself, to fantasize a... read more
Louise Edwards, behind her Art Deco desk in her office at Transformation Systems, leaned back in her designer chair, set down her cup of coffee - black, regular, thank you - and looked with satisfaction through her open door at her secretary seated at his desk in the outer lobby. Not "his"... read more
Siren was perturbed at herself. After months of fruitless effort, she'd managed, at last, to land an audition for her first speaking part in a major motion picture. The scene in which she'd appear, if she was selected, required nudity-and full-frontal nudity, at that-but it might, at long last, b... read more
