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Pretty Woman
Tyler was as nervous as anyone could be. Hazel eyes darted for the door as silky black stockings slid up smooth white legs to meet garter straps attached near lacy white panties. Next came the bra, straps catching on skin slightly sticky with perspiration. Heart pounding as the black pencil skirt gl... Read full Story
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The Wizard's Semen
The forest was dense, thick branches hid the way ahead forcing the four women to push through gaps that weren't really there as the foliage scraped and scratched them, making life very uncomfortable. "This can't be the way, there's something wrong" said Minerva from behind the leader, Cara... 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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A Day Driving in the Country
Day off, out for a drive. What a predicament, standing on the side of the road next to my open car door with my hands straight up in the air; looking down the barrel of a Highway Patrolman's handgun. I'm about to pee my pants, that is what little bit of pants I have on. The Highway Patrolman is d... Read full Story
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A Not-So-Small Piece of Heaven
I'd never really been one for going out to bars to pick up women, but tonight was a bit different. It was my buddy's birthday, and he decided to invite me and a couple of other friends out to go bar hopping with him. Living in Miami, there was always something going on after the sun went down, so th... Read full Story
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Purple Kiss, part 1
It happened during a week long trip for work. By the third night in a strange city I had grown tired of the hotel bar and broke away from my work colleagues for change of scenery. I told my coworkers that I was going to bed then quickly made my escape. The night was warm so I decided to take my o... Read full Story
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HOW ONE PEEPING TOM MORNING TURNED ME INTO A SHEMALE SISSY BITCH
It was while cutting across his back trailer park lawn around 7pm on misty July Saturday evening, when I first discovered that Mr. Parker was really a fag. How else could you describe a man wearing a long blonde wig on his head while below he wore only a large somehow stuffed pink lacey woman's bra ... Read full Story