Bobbie Lynn looked absolutely adorable in the pink ballet-leotard, shiny white tights, and teensy pink dance slippers his mommy had just bought him as an early surprise for his birthday. Fastening the fluffy, frilly pink tutu around his waist, she cooed smilingly, "Looks yummy like cotton-candy, doe... read more
You start having intense erotic dreams — and the faces you see is one you don’t recognize but that feels familiar. Mandy was that girl that Chad had been dreaming of, the kind where to see her made a rush go through you like a hot flash. Chad had just broken off a relationship, and his sister war... read more
"Let's go, 'Little-Missy,' it's our 'dress-up-girly time.'" Sandy knew better than to argue. Besides he really didn't mind being dressed up as a girl. It was kind of weird at first, when he first started playing 'dress-up-girly time.' His mom had brought home several boxes of clothes that no lo... read more
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 more
Davina hurried down the hallway, her books clasped in front of her heavy breasts to stop them jiggling as she ran. It had been almost two weeks since she had truly given herself to Mistress K in the beautiful, imposing headmistresses study, drinking the transgendered woman's seed from another T-g... read more
Stephen is a 'petite' boy, just a little smaller than his Aunt Melanie. Petite figures ran in the family in both the females and males. Stephen cut quite the girlish figure in his Aunt Melanie's pastel-pink full slip. 'Oh, my, don't you look just so simply darling, pretty missy!" Melanie cooed, ad... read more
As usual, Mr. Clark was sitting in his recliner when I went into his house. "Good morning daddy," I beamed kneeling before him. "Morning," he grumbled but smiled and said, "more like afternoon." But you do look sweet." "Thank you daddy," I rep... read more
They came into the video store where I worked as a clerk. Almost every day. Teasers. Both of them. What made it both great and terrible for me was that it fed my deepest fetish -- stockings -- as it denied me any fulfillment other than frequent and frantic "self-gratification."... read more
PART 1: A COURTESY CLIENT BLOWJOB Three weeks into my gig at Coxon & Dicster had been a blast. At first, a few of the girls had some reservations about me working there because I wasn't transgendered myself but I guess I won them over with my naturally cheerful personality. At least,... read more
"Holly, hold your breasts up. That's it honey. Squeeze the nipples between your fingers. Make them hard for me, sweetie." Jason lifted and pushed his soft breasts together, squeezed the small dark nipples, and hurriedly looked up to see if what he was doing was okay. He really wanted wh... 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
"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
My soon to be wife Annie had taken a job out of town and I only saw her every two weeks or so. I was so missing her. She and I had become long distance lovers. She was scheduled for a flight home on Friday night. I was going to pick up her son Zakk from his dorm and the two of us were going to p... read more
In this story, many will find what happened to me socially unacceptable. But since this has happened to me, I get to tell it and if you like, listen. I was very young when I found myself on the streets and it seems long ago that some things I do not remember but its the important stuff that I do.... read more
My name is now Stephanie, once it was Stephen. I would like to relate how I was turned into a girl (really a transvestite slave) by the beautiful young lady who has become my mistress. I have always felt that I should have been born a female. I definitely have female traits. I have a very feminine... read more
The insistent ringing of the phone broke my concentration and with great annoyance, I climbed off the bed and picked up the receiver. "Hey little brother!" My sister's sparkling voice filled my ear. "Di, Is that you?" I exclaimed happily "Got any more sisters I don'... read more
‘My goodness!’ she exclaimed, ‘It appears that you've had an accident, youngster. You'd better come home with me so that we can make you presentable. It's quite safe, 'cos I live in the big house in the woods on the other side of the hill behind the toilets. Come along, now,’... read more
Epilogue Rob came home from work. His wife Jenny was waiting for him. In her hands she held a letter. Jenny said: "We received this letter today. It is sad news from Marion S. We have met her and her husband John a few times - do you remember? John has had a car accident while driving fas... read more
Malcolm was a middle manager in a small business in a large city. Malcolm led a pretty boring life; he in his forties, single, devoted to his work, he liked to keep himself fit, all of his family lived interstate except for his older sister who lived nearby, and he led a quiet social life. Malcolm h... read more
I was the boy my father had hoped for after 3 daughters before me. Life in our suburban middle class two-story house was as normal as anyone else's. My dad was a loving father bringing me up and doing the things a father likes to do with his son – baseball, fishing, camping, working the garage... read more
