Buffy had emerged, at last, from the cavernous planet-pussy awash in semen, only to find herself in a landscape filled with phallic plants. The strange stalks could elongate instantly, swelling and stiffening to whatever dimensions were needed to reach and penetrate their prey-and, Buffy realized, &... read more
The adult entertainment market includes thousands of videos and DVD's featuring transsexual actresses. Some of the more popular of these celebrities have their own web pages. Brief profiles of some of these actresses, including a list of their films, appears after the initial list. Adriana Ventur... read more
Hello dear readers, I strongly encourage you to read the previous two chapters of this story to fully grasp the sudden changes which affected my life. * At home, Elena was waiting for me but she wasn't alone, her boyfriend was there too. He was a tall black guy named Jeff. I told them all t... 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
Gang Banged I stood there looking in the full length mirror very pleased with the image I saw. I was ready for the evening and the first time I would be with more than two men at once. Freddy, had talk me into doing him and two of his friends in a sleaze motel. Freddy had found me on my internet... read more
The young black youth aged eighteen was lying on the bed while I mounted him for the third time that day. I used his cock and muscular body shamefully to bring myself off with no thought for his pleasure. Kenny was my toy boy, an aircraftsman from the base my husband commanded when he wasn't away on... read more
I received an envelope addressed to me through the hotel in Athens I was staying at, I opened it and withdrew an embossed card, inviting me to a club that I had never heard of before, after much deliberation I decided to try it. I alighted from the taxi at the main entrance about 10 pm the foll... read more
My boyfriend likes to take me to the local adult bookstore, into the back where the video arcade is. There's always a lot of men there, strangers that we don't know, and I feel funny when they look at me. They wonder why a pretty young woman would be back there. It smells too. A rich sweaty sc... read more
Deep breath Charlotte, step into the night air and strut your stuff girl. This is what I was born to do; I snuggle into my short white fleecy coat as my 5” platform heels click on the pavement. Glancing down I can see my shapely stocking clad legs and, the all important, ankle bracelet glit... read more
I'm Jimmy James and I've been hanging out with the same six guys since we started college. We're a pretty close knit bunch and have stayed in touch since then. At 25, I'm the only one of the seven of us still not married. Even though we all still get together for parties and get togethers, for t... read more
I had been cross-dressing for some years, but I had never been with another man. I had been talking on a gay chat site for some months when I found someone who I got on with well. We exchanged photos I was happy with his and he was happy with mine. Deciding to get together, we arranged a date and ti... read more
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 more
If Lien had expected that life as one of Master's special slaves would be easier she was sadly mistaken. As one his chosen few she was expected to perform much, much better to all other slaves. This meant a much harder schedule than all the others had. When Lien had been a house-slave she had never ... read more
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 more
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 more
Two hours after saying goodbye to Rick and Randy, Tran and I left Minneapolis and boarded a plane to LA. I fell asleep at take off, and woke as the plane began its descent. Tran was staring out the window at the city’s lights spread in an endless shimmering galaxy below. "Wow, I love LA a... read more
Don’t you hate commercial air travel? No matter how many drugs I take, when they wear off, I’m disoriented, my legs are twitchy, and there are still three hours (or whatever) to go. Not enough time to take the last of the Sonata I had borrowed from Mom’s medicine cabinet before tou... read more
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 more
As soon as we were safely back in our hooch, I retrieved the iBook from its hiding place under the floor and opened up Spartan's main Excel spreadsheet. I re-sorted the list against the data from the last three weeks of our frustrating field work, by district, language group, age, and every other ca... read more
They say that life is about making choices. But we humans don't get to choose the two most important factors in our lives. We don't get to choose our genes, so I got stuck with XY chromosomes. And we don't get to choose our natal families, so I got stuck with my mother and father. My father, Edua... read more
