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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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Eve Quest
Chapter 1 My name is, or maybe we better make that was, Andy Moore. Until recently my personal identification was in the name of Jamie Jo Moore and everyone I knew called me Sissy. My parents died in an automobile accident when I was twenty-four years old leaving me an estate of around $3,000,... Read full Story
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Tara's Adventures
Part 1 I had met them on line. Marla 1st then her owner Mistress Olivia. We chatted for well over a year and had met for drinks. They knew of my submissive fem side and we had planned meetings on several occasions but things always developed that upset them. Then a period of time developed whe... Read full Story
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Discovering Mistress Sarah's World
Chapter 1: Meeting Mistress Sarah Joe's heart pounded fiercely as he stood at the door to his Mistress's house. He did not expect to be so nervous at his first meeting with her. After all he had known her for over a year. Mistress Sarah had been gracious enough to allow him into her world. He was... Read full Story
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Pune crossdresser Night Girl
Hi friends, I hope you liked my earlier stories. This is my new story about a lady boy / crossdresser / sissy boy. Around 2 years back I came across a profile on Planet Romeo with name Nightgirl. I sent her message that i found her sexy and attracted to her and wanna meet her. I am alway... Read full Story
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Birth of a New Sissy Part 3 Completion
I suppose at some level I knew it would happen. Or at least I should have. After nearly a month of servicing Jeff's cock and fucking myself silly on my dildo lover things took a turn. I came home from work a little early on a day Laura was off as well. When I got home she was out, but as soon ... Read full Story
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Becoming A She-Males Bitch Part 3
When my alarm went off, it woke me up abruptly and scared me. My heart was pounding so I took a minuet and got myself together. I went into the bathroom and removed my collar. I took a shower, shaved and applied my make-up. I grabbed a thong from my dresser; I picked out a pair of heels from my clos... Read full Story
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A Long Friday Night
Labor Day weekend was coming up. It is the weekend that I let myself go. On this weekend I do something that I save for most of the year. I just do it for myself. This year I was going to try to get a date with a young lady called “Lee”. Let me tell you something’s about me first. ... Read full Story
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I was backstage giving blowjobs at a transsexual beauty pageant
I was backstage giving blowjobs at a transsexual beauty pageant I had this neighbor, who cross-dressers on weekends for a LGBT club. She invited me to an annual transsexual beauty pageant. Beautiful slutty shemales competing to be the official beauty queen for the club. She happens to be hosti... Read full Story
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Debbie Part 1
He had gotten a job with a large company doing odd jobs, mostly filing papers and bringing out mail. It wasn't much, but it was enough to pay for a small one-room apartment on the seedier side of town. Since he was still very shy from his experiences in high school he hadn't made any friends yet, bu... Read full Story
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A Perfect Life
The reasons I am not writing this myself. I have finally convinced someone to do it for me. She promised to post it on the Internet, but only as fiction. I suppose it is a bit unbelievable. It all started with the best of intentions. I had married my love while we were still in college. She... Read full Story
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Would You
'Would you...?' 'Look the part to play the part....' 1 5' 4...dreaded, and to be dreaded....bookish, be-spectacled—damn near owlish....so much so that you might miss the way her tits spoke to you no matter how much she attempted to 'silence' them ....that you might miss the way her sk... Read full Story
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Joanna Tranny Prostitute
Joanna stood on the street corner and casually shifted her posture from one leg to the other. So far it had been a quiet evening for her with few punters around. Not many girls were plying the streets either. She’d had one customer earlier. He had been an Asian guy in a Toyota who’d stop... Read full Story
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Joanna the Tranny Prostitute
Joanna stood on the street corner and casually shifted her posture from one leg to the other. So far it had been a quiet evening for her with few punters around. Not many girls were plying the streets either. She’d had one customer earlier. He had been an Asian guy in a Toyota who’d stop... Read full Story
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Career Shift
Receptions are not my favourite things in the world to attend. I don't mingle and 'rub elbows' like agents and sales people do. I usually end up at the bar drinking alone, looking at all the phoney people. I am a writer, a sports column writer more specifically. The magazine that I write for is one ... Read full Story
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Filthy Little Beast
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 full Story
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Filthy Little Beast Part 2
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 full Story
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Aunt Cindy's Bizarre World
My name was Jim Rogers Jr. at one time. I was born and raised in a small town in a rural county in Oklahoma. My father James had been the pastor of the local Pentecostal Assembly of Jesus. Dad was what was known an ultra conservative hell fire and brimstone preacher. My mother's name was Allison. Sh... Read full Story
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A Married Marilyn
"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 full Story
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Darla's Diary: Slutfest 1993
Vacation Day One At last!! Another fantastic two weeks of freedom...the freedom to do as I pleased and dress as I pleased because it was my VACATION TIME!!! This year was better than other years because it was the first time my wife and I had two weeks vacation each. Just like she does every othe... Read full Story
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Dear Diary
It's now been one year since mother passed away. I still miss her terribly and think of her each day. I also feel ashamed at times when I just wish she were still here to protect me from father and to intervene. His hate for me seems to grow each day and he told me the day I turn eighteen I will be ... Read full Story
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A Dare Gone Right
'Well, Paul, if you're not man enough, just say so!' 'Come on, that's not fair, Isabel. I've never dared you to do anything this risky,' I replied. 'Oh yeah? Walking around the mall in a pink latex micro-skirt and no panties wasn't risky? My balls were swinging around for all to see!' 'Yeah... Read full Story
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Betrayed Chapter 9
The weeks passed; March, April, and into May. I won't dwell on the mechanics of the surgery or post-op. Either Angie or Dianna was at my side almost constantly, but never together. I don't want to say I 'juggled' them, but it was sometimes a delicate balancing act. I was head-over-heels for Dianna, ... Read full Story
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Plaid Pleasures - TG
Oh what a glorious time to be alive and horny. The miniskirt is back with a vengeance and the must-have item (for girls with the legs to show them off) was a short cute minikilt. I've never quite figured out why, but I've always found a tartan (or more commonly called plaid in the US) pleated ski... 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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Joe gets to the bottom of it
She kept it tucked away, it was uncomfortable squeezed between her legs held in place by the tight rubbery panties that really weren't her style, but they punctuated the "surprise". Joe was aroused by her femininity, as she slipped off the spaghetti straps of her little white dress reveali... Read full Story
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Joe gets to the bottom of things
She kept it tucked away, uncomfortable, squeezed between her legs held in place by the tight rubbery panties that really weren't her style, but they punctuated the "surprise". Joe was aroused by her femininity, as she slipped off the spaghetti straps of her little white dress revealing the... 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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David to Dee
"Dave," she purred, "you know you can tell me anything. Surely you know you can trust me not to judge you by your fantasies." He was squirming under her touch, his eyes tightly shut, trying to avoid telling her his deepest secrets on the one hand, and on the other, hoping beyo... Read full Story
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Blind Date
XtinaSmith2017 Anthony awoke to a piercing buzzing tune, a nice enough melody, but one he had come to despise shortly after he had made the mistake of making it his alarm. The culprit, his smart phone, was plugged in on the nightstand beside him and was in the process of making him gleefully aw... Read full Story
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Liberty meeting, chapter1
On a beautiful summer day, my phone rings. It's Steve, the boss of a transvestite company who calls me. - Hello Sandra, I have four new friends waiting for you at the club. - Thanks for thinking of me, I'll be right there, I said, hanging up. I am happy with his call because I always meet ... Read full Story
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Additional Thoughts on Sodomy
Although, in the world (or worlds?) of pornography and erotica, it is politically incorrect, perhaps, to suggest that the body, whether male or female, is not built for anal intercourse, the fact is that anyone who has participated in this act (especially on the receiving end) or who has enjoyed wat... Read full Story
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Headmistress' Favorite Sport Part 7
At the academy Denise and the others immediately resumed their old routines. The training for the second year slaves had started a few weeks before the new batch of sissies arrived at the academy. Not many new elements were introduced in the training as the second year was mostly about perfecting th... Read full Story
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Debbie Part 8
Moira sat in her booth at the entrance to the subway station and saw people pass by. She sat there every day selling tickets, and although several thousand people passed her during a shift, she could now recognize many of the regulars and she even knew when to expect them. It was now almost 9 o'cloc... Read full Story
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Becoming A She-Males Bitch
I just got into town and spent the whole day moving in and cleaning my new apartment. I didn't have much furniture but the place needed a lot of cleaning. I saw their was a bar a few blocks away from my apartment and decided to go out for something to eat. It was around five o'clock when I walked... 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 formidable weapon of women
five ears of marriage, my desire for my wife having greatly diminished, she decided to take control of my sexuality. A female association transformed her in a few months into a perfect dominatrix both physically and cerebrally. Every night before bed, she approaches me, dressed in a latex comb... Read full Story