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I wanted him, badly. I dont know why. I saw him when my car broke down and I stopped in at the Bikers Palace for a drink while I waited for the tow truck.
The bar was a pretty rough place and the man who caught my eye was the roughest by far.
I had been dreaming about a man violating me ever since I started college last year but never acted on my desire, still the sight of this man made me quiver. He was a good six feet five and all muscle and maybe thirty years old compared to my nineteen....

Summer and I had now spent nearly a week together with only a few days left until our inevitable separation.   We toured another property that Thursday evening, before spending the night in her bed. We shared how happy we made each other and how excited we were to move in together. We had another tour planned for Saturday morning and we discussed the options of the previous properties.   I could hear the excitement in her voice,   I could tell she wanted this just as bad as I did....

A fantasy, all characters are 18
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When I was born, my penis announced to the world that my parents had a son. However, in the years that followed, the penis was the only male feature that my little body offered as far as masculine features.
By the time I was eighteen and a senior in high school, everything about my physical body screamed a semi-flat-chested senior girl. My body's muscular structure, my face, everything about me was as androgynous as it could get with...

It had been a few weeks since Nabeela and Tempus had spent the night together. Now, Tempus was almost living there with the 3 of them. It was a Thursday evening, and Eddie and Stella were on the couch, and Nabeela and Tempus were on the other, snuggling all loved up. It was Nabeela who got everyone's attention....

Sissy Molly was standing by my bed totally naked, apart from her tiny chastity cage and red 6" stilettos.   She looked so very beautiful standing there, holding the pink double ended dildo in her right hand.
I stood looking at her, taking her whole image in.   Sissy Molly had long wavy blonde hair, blue eyes and a captivating smile, that lit up her whole face, when she smiled.   She was about 180m tall, with a smooth slender figure and real 34C breasts and a peachy bum.   Her tiny nipples and belly butto...

Whatever could a sissy pageant even consist of? He had to know. Turning his head up to meet Shawnee's eyes, he smiles, remembering what just happened between them, and whispers. "What's a Sissy pageant?"
Shawnee looks over to see if Lily is poking her head out, convinced by seeing her shoes and clothes by the bathroom door that she can safely assume she is actually taking a shower....

As lovely as vacation was, it was also wonderful to be home.
To Ashley's joy and surprise, her holiday fling had led to a kind of friends-with-benefits situation, and Steven had kept in touch. He was so good at making Ashley feel sexy and wanted, though it was strange on a couple fronts. First of all, it was strange to be intimate with someone so connected to her past -- not just her past self, but her past relationships....

~~~~~ One Year Later: Finding Happily Ever After ~~~~~~
After their stay in the Honeymoon Suite at the Pink Lotus Resort ended, Ava Addams and her sissy daughter Ashley found a cozy little beach house near the resort to live in. It was nowhere near as opulent as actually living in the resort, but it soon became their true home, with all the familiar comforts and rhythms of daily living together in perfect happiness. The two still shared a bed, which was smaller than the magnificent king-sized four-poster...

The world was dying--not in fire or flood, but in silence.
A decade ago, the great powers turned inward, consumed by paranoia and populism. Democracies crumbled beneath booted heels. Borders closed, and with them, the last hopes of the powerless. The far right had claimed most of the Earth like a wildfire claiming dry brush--fast, brutal, and absolute. But in the cracks of its empire, resistance bloomed. Red flags sewn in secret, whispered oaths passed between the desperate....

Dear Reader, a couple of things. First, you should probably read the first installment of this series to get some background into the characters. Second, this is a story about cross dressing, pegging and some brief male on male contact. If this offends you, don't read it, duh. Also, this is kind of the equivalent second act of a three part play. While it has a fair amount of sex, it mostly provides the transition to the third installment, where there will be a lot more sex, both straight and bisexual, mf, m...

A dominant young woman and her boyfriend blackmail and sissify a fellow student at university after he was caught secretly recorded them having sex. Liam becomes more compliant and starts to participate in his own sissification. Suzanna reconsiders the blackmail and offers Lianne an alternative.
Tags : transgender, BDSM, fetish, femdom, gay, sissification, feminisation...

*** Author's note. This is the conclusion to this story but there may be some follow ups down the line. It helps to read the first three parts first.
I slept through the night without waking with a cock in me. I realized as I began to stir that I kind of missed it. Regardless, it was an amazing night. Walking around dressed fully en femme and then being fucked in the middle of the pool deck amongst hundreds of people was the highlight of my sex life to that point. I got up and made my way to the bathroom...

A Good Deed
A Short Story
By Maryanne Peters
I had always thought of myself as being about as heterosexual as you can get. I mean I have always loved women and making love to women, and I could never imagine ever having sex with a man, but my eye was caught by an image of a beautiful transwoman, and it just got me thinking. It was on a video I think, and she was saying about how much she wanted to be completely female and that meant being more of a woman than somebody born that way. Like a hyper-wo...

My first few months living my life as Gregs sissy were mainly due to not wanting him to expose my life to my family, but the more i lived as his sissy the more i obeyed him out of wanting to please him.
I would spend my days perfecting my make up skills and practicing talking like a timid lady, so when he came home I would be able to impress him. Unfortunately, his gambling addiction was getting out of control and he would allow other guys to have their way with me for a price....

I looked at the note on the back of the business card for days. While I was scared, I did really enjoy being caught. And my ass was feeling better every day. He left his name "Steve" on the card. I wondered what harm could come from just talking to him. He told me that he knew I was a guy. He seemed to really enjoy feeling my pantyhose. And I did find it thrilling. But was I being set up?...

Chapter 3. What started in my head as a 2 part story, is still growing. Thanks so much for the encouragement.
I woke up the next morning, STILL in the blue dress, and smeared makeup. I stripped and got in the shower. I had a fitful sleep, divided by the joy of realizing my dreams, and... the SHAME of realizing them. Yes, it was unbelievably sexy. Hell, I came all over myself, without being touched, but, WHAT now? I absentmindedly stroked my small cock as hot water attempted to wash away what I had done. ...

Dear Reader,
In part 1, Lois introduced her divorced friend, Tracy, to her T-girl son, April. The cute pantywaist worked his charms on Tracy and now she's become obsessed with him. This story is written from the woman's perspective. I hope that you enjoy it.
Sincerely,
Whippet
P. S. I've included a sissy fashion tip at the end....

Hunter couldn't get a wink of sleep. He kept seeing what he just experienced whenever he closed his eyes. His mind was racing. He couldn't just stay here, but what could he do? He could resist more. He was probably strong enough to break free and run. But he didn't know where he would even run to. He didn't know where the exit was in this place. He tried to remember this morning when we were brought there. The sun was barely rising; it was so early. He barely remembered the many hallways he was brought down...

Author's note: Please familiarise yourself with the previous parts to fully understand where we're at.
Chapter 8: Aftermath
Tyler sat at home in the half-light, the glow of the screen washing his face in a pale blue tint. The Noir homepage was open on one tab. Refresh. Still no trailer. He clicked away quickly, opening up a betting site--checking NBA odds, scrolling the lines even though he hadn't placed a bet in days. A small victory. Then another tab: Reddit. A question thread he kept returning to, ...

Jackie was so excited and relieved to get home. She hurried to the door as her mother stood waiting. She hugged her, saying, "It is so good to be home!"
Her dad stood behind mom and when Jackie saw him, she hugged him too.
"How was the drive?" he asked.
"Long, Dad, very long," Jackie sighed. She was already dreading the ride back, for various reasons....

ANGIE AND SUSAN, Part Two, by AndieT
It was just past nine in the morning, the sun was shining through the kitchen window, and we were sharing some quiet time with an after breakfast cuppa and a biscuit. Without any warning, Susan suddenly broke the silence, sounding highly excited. "I just remembered something from weeks ago. I mentioned about taking a train ride, remember?" I nodded, cup in hand. She beamed, "so let's do it, let's take a train ride," and then she started clapping her hands together lik...

Professor Rex is a renowned scholar of cross-dressing. Every year he chooses a pet project. This year I'm his.
The day he asks to meet happens to be my 18th birthday.
I'm 5'6" with a soft, smooth body. I'm a twink. And a virgin. I've barely kissed.
It's such an honor to meet him. Then he offers me residence in his basement. I accept with anticipation and glee....

Writers note: Thnx for all the support on my last two parts, would love to chat with y'all and upgrade my writing skills I will try to post the next part soon.
and i thought that the name should be changed a little so its from divorced dad to sissy wife now
With jake now jacky and nick becoming an official couple, a lot has  changed in these past few days, they start sleeping together jacky in a fem night gown and nick being an animal sleeping butt naked....

Nabeela woke the next morning fresh but a little sore, feeling a little hollow, it wasn't till she was in the bathroom that she realised. The reason she was feeling hollow and something was missing, she didn't have buttplug in, for some reason it felt strange not to be wearing it. She finished her shower and thought she would go and wake Daddy. Sneaking into his room quietly, she saw that Daddy was not alone. Stella was asleep with him in the bed. She crept back out just as quietly and headed downstairs....

(Ashley is 5'9 with 6 meaty inches. She could pass for a model. This is an interview with her.)
Interviewer: You have nice titties, Ashley.
Ashley: They're natural. I mean drinking lots of sperm. Using a breast pump. The combo will give you sweet, pert mounds like mine. I drink lots of sperm. I love it. Every day I suck as many cocks as I can. Men are always willing to empty their balls in my mouth....

It was supposed to be a quiet evening.
Your wife, Sarah, had messaged you earlier saying she'd be out with friends until late, so you figured you had time--time to finally try on the skin-tight dress you'd been hiding at the back of your closet.
The dress slipped on smoother than you expected. It hugged you in all the right places, and when you turned toward the mirror, something clicked. You stood there in awe, feeling more like yourself than you had in weeks....

As I mentioned, in part two, you all know that the feeling you need as a crossdressing sex bot might come from slipping a pair of nylon stockings over your legs, that tightness when you wear your satin panties for the first time, the air moving beneath your dress, or when you first see your legs in a pair of heels. For me, that "feeling" never went away....

Paradise Isle, StepSister Pt. 08
(Trans, transformed, lesbian, reluctant) Happy life.
By ChangeYourPassword
Author's Note: This is a work of fiction. It is a story of sexual fantasies and fetishes. These sexual practices are not for everyone, but those of us who delve into them understand the allure. The characters in the story certainly do. If you enjoy this story and the fetishes involved, great. If not, please forget the whole thing....

Part Five
I am awakened from my nap by Karla turning the bedroom lights on. She steps over and unclips my wrist and ankle cuffs from the bed corners. She sits me up on the edge of the bed and says "Cassidy, I have a guest coming over for dinner. As much as I adore this sissy look, I'd like you to change into a different outfit. Please put on the pink latex business suit in the closet and id like you to wear sheer stockings with the pink latex panties and garter belt. There are a pair of pink 6" ankle str...

Wedding bells played melodiously the whole afternoon in Elmwood Village while I polished my collar in the silver mirror. I caught a glimpse of my own smile, not a diplomatic one from court, but a private one of simultaneous joy and acknowledgment of the beautiful tradition.
Tonight the ancient right of another bride to my bed would be exercised, giving a chance to raise her lineage, and another chance to assert the distinction which counted for the Countess of Westmere for generations....