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A Fairy Tale Part 1
=-=-Chapter One-=-= "Heather?" My boyfriend was knocking on the bathroom door. "What's wrong, are you okay? Heather?" "Yeah..." I swallowed thickly and that was a mistake. I threw up some more, kneeling on the floor, feeling like I was dying. "Heather?&q... Read full Story
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The Society
I met her during the summer. I was only nineteen and working to save some money for college. I had been raised by my grandparents who had both passed away over the past year. After the burial costs I was far from wealthy. My parents weren't around so I was on my own at a young age. I had moved a cou... Read full Story
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The Greatest Lie Part 6
In my rare moments of leisure in the weeks following my close encounter with death, I had had little opportunity to talk about it. Of course, the police had asked perfunctory questions, and I had testified at the coroner’s inquest, but until my next appointment with Dr. Erika Wright, I had not... 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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Transsexual Heaven
I grew up in a small town, about an hour north of New York City. I had spent lots of time with Playboy and Penthouse magazine, but was not really active sexually through my teens or college years. I mean, I had steady girlfriends, and had sex, but I wasn't a Casanova type, chasing a different wo... Read full Story
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Kimberly Wilder: An Assessment
Pull up a chair. Oh. That's right. If you're reading this article, you're most likely at your computer monitor, which means that you've already pulled up a chair. Okay, good. In this article, I'm going to review the splendid art of a magnificent (and very beautiful, too, by the way) transgende... 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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Meet Barbies Sissy
Imagination and fantasy can be a wonderfulescape as I am about to relate to you but let me first set the stage. Like many, I have been crossdressing privately for many years. My desire to wear panties, stockings, garter belts, slips and bras started in my pre-teens however, I stopped for a numbe... Read full Story
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Young Hercules: Versatile Stud by The Fan
Prometheus Academy. It sat atop a hill, dominating the vast region of Thessaly, Greece. It was the most prestigious school in the area. The most famous men and women of the world came there to get their education. The sons and daughters of kings and queens, ... Read full Story
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Becoming A She-Males Bitch Part 2
After last nights ordeal I was given something to drink and taken to a bedroom upstairs. What I drank must have had some kind of drug in it because I was knocked out. I bet I was asleep in just a couple of minutes. I barely even remember lying down. When I woke up I was naked, sore as hell and fe... Read full Story
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Out of Town Meeting
Dinner was seamless, the food, the music, the wine, the company. Tony’s out of town business meetings were usually painful, in that he hated living out of a suitcase and eating alone in overpriced restaurants. This trip, he was enjoying every second of it. He’d met up with Chantal, a wom... Read full Story
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It had been a while...
The first time I dabbled with cross-dressing was as a horny teenager. I discovered my grandmother’s vintage collection of lingerie, and I had to know how it felt to be encased in girdles, basques and corsets, to feel the taboo delight of having my legs encased in sensuous nylon, to figure out how to... Read full Story