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
A story by MicheleNylons ( Continued adventures of a cross-dressed prison prostitute. ) I lay there stunned, how had I miscalculated my effect on the Warden? The one man who could guarantee a transfer from this shit-hole; fuck!!!! The cravings of male sexual hunger within the confines of the ... read more
A story by MicheleNylons ( Michele continues to be used by the inmates of a prison. Hot wet fluid suddenly soaked the tops of my thighs and the crotch of my panties. I felt stream after stream of his creamy seed shoot against my silken hosed thighs and being to slowly run down my legs. My crot... read more
A story by MicheleNylons ( Michele, transvestite prison prostitute, in more trouble. ) "Hang on a minute Carmel; I've got an idea," Steve exclaimed and sauntered over to where I lay curled up in a snivelling ball, may face covered in semen mixed in with my heavy makeup; my clothes dishevelled. ... read more
A story by MicheleNylons ( Next instalment of reluctant transvestite prison whore. ) A few minutes later I was still in a daze, trying to rationalise to myself what had just happened. I was operating on automatic pilot, rifling through the drawers of my closet looking for a pair of nylons to repl... read more
A story by MicheleNylons ( Transvestite prison prostitute gets a visit from the Warden. ) I awoke in my cell the next morning unaware of the terrible fate that had befallen my sister Angie. I knew that Steve had sent his henchman Danny to do something to her in retribution for my recalcitrance bu... read more
A story by MicheleNylons ( Man in jail is transformed to prison slut.) How had it come to this? I was dressed as a woman and standing in the far corner of a darkened cell on E Block of Chelmsford Correction Facility for Men, and waiting for the most dangerous inmate in the jail. How had a mild... read more
A story by MicheleNylons (Michele continues to be used by prison inmates.) From Part V Harry leant over me and kissed me full on the lips. "That was worth every penny; you are one hot nurse," he laughed. Harry grabbed a handful of my clean white skirt and wiped his cock on it. The silver... read more
A story by MicheleNylons (The finale, what will happen to our transvestite prostitute?) Michele decided to throw caution to the wind and to try to satisfy Davey to the best of her recently learned abilities. She dropped to her knees besides the bed and slowly eased down the zipper on Davey's fly.... read more
A story by MicheleNylons ( Prisoner's transformation continues.) From Part III Steve's orgasm started to subside and he continued to rub his cock all over my face. He smeared his spend all over me, it combined with my lipstick and makeup to make a hot sticky film that covered my face. Steve ... read more
A story by Michele Nylons, Part II "She's all yours Eddie. She looks beautiful." I heard Carmel say as 'she' disappeared down the corridor, her high heels clicking on the tiled floor. Eddie appeared at the door to the cell, he stepped inside and closed the door behind him. "So what do yo... read more
A story by MicheleNylons (Carmel and Charlotte want theirs.) From Part VI "You look gorgeous Michele," Carmel whispers through the bars. I wondered if she had read my mind when I was standing in front of the mirror admiring myself. "Well, I have to say you girls are looking something spe... read more
My name is Eric. At 21, I was working as the IT guy at a prominent Caribbean cruise company. My days were usually pretty boring. Fixing computer problems were usually a no brainer for me. People are so stupid when it comes to how they use their machines that I assume there will always be a need for ... read more
Je me souviens d'une époque plus simple, avant d'être ce que je suis maintenant. Malheureusement, je ne saurai jamais ce qui aurait pu être. Je ne pourrai jamais revenir en arrière. Je ne pourrai jamais revenir à ce qui était autrefois. C'était il y a seulement 2 ans. Je suis Harvey. J'étais à l'... read more
After ten wasted years of foolishly trusting in love to 'cure' me of my femininity, I had only just begun to re-embrace the sissy inside me when something made me reach out to an old friend. What made me do it, I really don't know. Although I was once again revelling in even the smallest aspects of ... read more
I had connected with Master X on a BDSM Fetish contact site. He was the owner of a fetish store and he said that he had been on the BDSM for several years. He had carefully studied my own profile and had seen that I had an immense interest in being used like a slut, being covered head to toe in... read more
Chapter 1 I’ve decided, since you’ve told me you want to be a little dirty tart, that I should punish you by being a cuckold, someone who’s wife is unfaithful. We will begin by transforming you into Maria, we will apply your make up and dress you in white silk underwear, a nice ... read more
I. The mansion hadn't changed, not all that much, from how I remembered it. If at all, it had aged gracefully, as only English mansions can ¬ a massive Edwardian building that had served Lords and Ladies, had housed masters and servants for centuries. Around it, at a respectful distance, w... read more
"You're an interestin' one," the guard said, leading Tammy down the corridors of the prison complex. "So what you mixed with?" "Blasian," Tammy replied, almost in a mumble. "Well I'll be," the guard smiled. "Niggasian?" He stopped Tammy and ... read more
In my teen years I was often told that I was quite feminine.The high school punks always told me that I filled out the back of my jeans in a girly way. After taking a shower one day I did notice that they were right, I had a nice white bubble butt. Not to mention that my lips were also quite girly. ... read more
