While here I am, totally in the mood, dressed up, and a dildo up my ass. Now is the perfect opportunity to write the first signs on this behavior and the moment that actually started off this little escapade. So lets start with childhood. At first there was nothing worth mentioning, but just as a... read more
Good morning Michael, I loved the story you wrote for me All girls want to be a bride for a day. I wonder if it is practical to do this as I would like to. Fantasies are nice but are really only worth having if you can make them happen or if the opportunity arises. A mock vicar would be qu... read more
Some years ago, and not that many, I stood naked before a mirror and imagined myself as a girl. Of course seeing a large sack of testicles with penis protruding jolted my dream back to reality. Nevertheless, I felt a strong urge to dress the part and play girl. Every day I returned home to the priva... read more
It wasn't what she said; it was the way she said it that got him to do everything she commanded. It wasn't that he couldn't overpower her...after all, he was a man of six feet, and she was a woman half a foot shorter and 100 pounds lighter. It was like a teenaged son having a confrontation with h... read more
Chapter one Tuesday J was up early, I could hear him moving around obviously looking for his case, he certainly wouldn't find it as I has managed whilst his attention was diverted to drop it off the side of the boat, it meant the only clothes he had were the ones he stood up in plus a couple o... read more
Marcia was painfully nervous. She hadn't been able to eat very much in days. The upside was she was even skinnier which would make Mistress and her husband very happy. She'd always been thin and on the diet Mistress Carol had her on she was already thinner than she dreamed possible. Her anxious stom... read more
I await my goddess on my knees, my heart pounding in my chest as I hear the sound of your footsteps outside my door. You knock and I spring to my feet, opening the door. You enter, pushing me aside and closing the door behind you. You are radiant, tall and curvy, with long black hair, smooth cara... read more
I await my goddess on my knees, my heart pounding in my chest as I hear the sound of your footsteps outside my door. You knock and I spring to my feet, opening the door. You enter, pushing me aside and closing the door behind you. You are radiant, tall and curvy, with long black hair, smooth cara... read more
It had been weeks since I'd brought to light my idea of my wife, Suzie, strapping on a big dildo and taking me dressed as Desiree, the Hot to Trot Transvestite. While at first she teased me with possible participation, it never came to be, despite me bringing it up on several occasions. She really d... read more
It’s been 3 weeks sense I had my boy pussy fucked. I normally get to see my boyfriend when my girlfriend is at work but we are both working from him now. I can’t even dress up in clothes and play with my self. I swear I’m about to go crazy. Luckily my boyfriend is my girlfriend child hood frown so h... read more
"You're being really dirty little sissy slut today," daddy chuckled and asked, "What's gotten into you?" "Making up for the last few days I guess," I giggled hugging him tightly, "and I missed you too." "I missed my little sissy too." He repl... read more
TO BE OR NOT TO BE – PART 2 by Spanky de Bautumn Part 1. Sunny, Mel, and Shari learn they are going to New York to perform a play off Broadway and are really excited about it. Being a small troupe, we unseen members had to wear many hats. Unfortunately, there was just the two of us, Joe Donn... read more
I woke up to hear daddy lightly snoring and in my sleep I had draped a leg over him so that my body was almost covering him. I giggled to myself realizing that even in my sleep the sissy slut in me reached to grasp his flaccid penis. Then I curled closer up against daddy and contemplated about how m... read more
So here I sit, waiting to hear what will become of me, and I can't help wondering how the hell I got here. I know how it all got started. And it was all Michael's fault -- Michael and I met my first year of high school. We were both the smart nerdy types. And at around 5'6" and just over a 100 po... read more
TO BE OR NOT TO BE – PART 1 by Spanky de Bautumn This is a story about how taking a play to New York City changed people's lives. A transgender coming of age story. I was born Harold Stanley Dayes, not a great name for a kid growing up. I know my parents loved me, but Harold was my mom's dad a... read more
I had just turned eighteen and only had two months of high school left. My marks were good and already had a possible placement in a university where I hoped to get a new start. I was so looking forward to getting away from all the shit that life had forced on me in this little hick town. Usuall... read more
So, after being made up like a slut, left glued to a pair of silicon breast forms, and caught sucking-off my best friend, I was pretty sure my day couldn't get any worse, but I had come nowhere near the end of my torment, as Michelle now had something else planned that I was probably not going to li... read more
After a long day at work, I get in my car, and look forward to the long drive home. It gives me time to unwind and relax. I try to forget about the hectic office and concentrate on my beautiful girlfriend waiting at home with that warm smile that she greets me with when I get there. However, tod... read more
TO BE OR NOT TO BE – PART 3 by Spanky de Bautumn Part 2. At the hotel in New York City, Sunny meets the bellhop, Antonio, and they go out for a drink when he gets off of work. The call came at exactly seven. I had woke up about five minutes before and was watching Antonio sleep. All of the oth... read more
TO BE OR NOT TO BE – PART 6 by Spanky de Bautumn Part 5. Sunny and Antonio got frisky at the bar, Sunny moved in with Mel and Shari, and opening night was a success The only other dress that I brought was one that I hoped I would get a chance to wear but didn't think I would. It was a black ... read more
