transsexuals stories and histories

In many ways, there's a great modern mystery that lurks throughout our cities, but only for a scant month or so every year. It's a place that seems to be there one moment and is gone again the next, returning once again a year later. Sometimes they're in the same space, other times they seem to move at random, but they always seem to inhabit old and abandoned buildings. Nobody really seems to know where they disappear to in their off season, they're simply empty and gone. Most people barely think about thes...

I was in college and I had been hooking up with this woman for a while. A tall brunette over twenty years older than me. We matched on Tinder. I did not tell her how relatively inexperienced I was with women, so our hookups had so far consisted of her telling me what she wanted me to do. And when she didn't tell me directly, her hands would guide me to where she wanted me to be. I was eager to please. I touched and licked and fucked her however she desired. I should have realized that revealing this eagerne...

Hi! So, I guess, you've read part 1... I hope you liked it... Ready for part 2?
Now where was I???
Oh yeah... I was in heaven! Dressed in my cute bunny outfit, in a 69 with one guy with another pounding my ass and 2 other guys stood over me jerking their cocks...
Mark was pounding my tight little hole (the one that I'd been training all week and keeping smooth and moisturised) and clearly loving it... A lot!...

I had been working remotely and living out of my converted van for about a year. Van life gave this sissy the anonymity and freedom to dress and live the sissy life.
I would travel the country and set up at public RV parks for weeks or months at a time. I would usually choose a site away from a lot of the other campers for a little privacy. I liked to wear little daisy duke shorts, girly tops and sexy dresses as i worked around the camp or did my office work on my laptop....

This is the second of four parts (so far) with a fifth being written.
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"Come on, you can do better than that!" said Clara as she looked to her webcam. The chat was going crazy. Some were even saying this was AI, but they had been saying that since they started this endeavor. The rest were waiting for the show to start, and for Clara to be satisfied with their donations....

The summer had started badly. I'd had a temporary job for a month, but the employer didn't decide to keep me on. I'd had some arguments with my girl friend and she'd suggested we have a cooling off period.
I recounted my troubles to my Aunt Helen. She gave me a hug and said she had a friend who might be able to help me. "I'll give her a call and hear what she can suggest."...

It has been a while since I have shared any of my experiences on this site. However, I have felt so naughty recently; I could not resist posting about one of my most recent experiences.
Firstly, let me introduce myself. My name is Geraldine, and although I try to be very discreet, I am a very naughty crossdresser. I am in my mid-twenties, and the more I have gotten into crossdressing, the more I have concentrated on my figure by going running to keep my waist slim as well as doing squats to make my arse ...

The next day was Friday so I worked from home. Focusing that morning had been hard. My mind kept going over what had happened last night and imagined what might happen tomorrow.
Interrupting my reverie, my phone buzzed.
It was a text from Ryan: "Try on the bikini. Now."
I stared at the text before replying....

Day one.
A slight jingle rang out as Logan crossed the threshold of Seventh Day Finds, the noise swallowed by a thick, honeyed quiet that hung like a curtain of old memories. The store carried a blend of scents--aged oak and a hint of rosewater, laced with the faint must of neglected fabrics. Shelves sagged under a cluttered mosaic of oddities: glassy-eyed ceramic cherubs, a moth-eaten hawk poised in mid-strike, and a vintage phonograph entangled in its own cracked vinyl, silent but brooding. His wiry bu...

This is a multi-part story with a slow build-up. I hope you enjoy this story of gradual submission and feminization. If you're looking for sex scenes, move on.
Chapter 1: Icarus Wings
Normally meeting a young lady who you would be proud to introduce to your mother is a source of joy. Yet nothing about this was normal. I'm not your typical young man. This is not your typical relationship. I did not have a typical upbringing. And my mother is anything but typical....

[This series deals with detransition kink. If that's not your thing, that's okay, please just click away. The events and characters depicted in this series do not reflect my real-world opinions about my or anyone's trans identity.]
CW: rape, forced detransition, coerced breeding
A few weeks go by and you get raped almost daily. Most of them come inside you, unable to resist their urge to breed you....

[Disclaimer: this story deals with misgendering kink, which can be off-putting to people who aren't familiar with it. If that's not your thing, that's okay, please just respectfully click away. This is a kink fantasy that does not reflect my actual opinions about my or anyone's trans identity.]
You weren't sure about the idea of signing up to be on display at a fakeboy pussy exhibition, and now that you'd arrived, you're still unsure of whether it was a good decision. They gave you $1000 to be the main e...

Warning: This chapter includes a detailed scene in which the character is reluctantly driven to engage in sexual intercourse with a man. Please do not read if you might find this upsetting.
Part 2 Recap: I had no choice but to begin going down on a different orderly each day to satisfy the craving. On the fourth day, I learned it will be Dr. Roberts who I have to tend to, and he has something special planned and wants me to join him for dinner. A group of hot, young nurses helps me get ready for my "date...

I shifted under the covers, seeing the grey light of dawn beyond the slit of my eyelids, and yawned. I wanted to sink back into a doze, but the sensation of my bladder approaching critical was enough to temporarily rouse me, long enough to slouch to the toilet and back.
I glanced over at the slumbering figure next to me, eyes closed, face calm and composed... god, he didn't even snore, his deep, steady breathing passing silently. I sat up for a moment, admiring him, one arm thrown up to rest above his he...

Humiliation and Submission
In a cramped rental room in the urban village, a dim yellow light spilled from a beat-up chandelier, casting shadows on the peeling walls. The air stank of sweat, cheap perfume, and damp mold all mixed together. A flashy sissy hooker stood by the bed, ready to service her client for the night. She flicked her eyes at the burly migrant worker, all bulk and eagerness, bit her lower lip softly, and let a teasing, hungry look slip out....

Isabella's smirk lingered as she crossed her arms, her eyes scanning me up and down. I could feel her looking at me, a mix of curiosity and amusement that made me feel uneasy. Her pink lace panties were still the only thing I was wearing, a stark reminder of how exposed I was both physically and emotionally. I felt the blood rushing to my face, blushing so hard that I could feel the warmth radiating from my cheeks. But the secret was finally out there, and all I could do now was wait for her reaction....

My name is not Michael but I shall call myself that here. I am 56 years old and married for over 20 years and in that time i have been a sissy in my head. I have been a sissy since the age of 20 but didn't have the correct understanding. Now i do. Now i have the knowledge.
I go through all the typical cycles of desire, fear, destruction, return....

"Mmmmmmmm, such a good girl, Rory." I whined, feeling my Mistress gently cradle my head behind me, whispering into my ear. Her hand stroked my cock as I hung suspended from her ceiling, legs spread and exposed as she continued to bring me to yet another edge, two weeks of being caged and denied leading up to this moment. My body shook with need, whimpering against her through my gag as she just smiled down at me, watching my cock twitch for what felt like the fiftieth time that night....

The bedroom was a sultry haze, sheets rumpled and damp, the lamp's dim glow washing over Steph and Charles in a warm, intimate sheen after their fiery tangle. Steph sprawled on her back, jeans and flannel fully discarded in a heap by the bed, boxers clinging to her hips, her cock soft and slick against her thigh, chest bare and glistening with sweat. Charles curled beside her, the white lingerie a tantalizing mess--the lacy bra skewed, one strap slipped down, his breasts half-spilling from the cups; the gar...

Sam and Rick awkwardly got into the ride vehicle, a giant sturgeon with skin marred by peeling paint and bleach stains. The inside of it had been scooped out as if by some hungry giant, the organs and fat replaced by two benches dotted with droplets of water from previous loops.
Their father had wanted to sit with them, but his sons were simply too tall for them all to sit in the same row, and so they had taken the back, while their father sat in front of them. Which suited them just fine: they would rat...

CHAPTER 1
I was in a city I had never visited before. The reason was a funeral, but I couldn't really feel sad, because I had never known the man. He was a sort of cousin to my father through his stepmother, so not actually a blood relative. He had come to Mum and Dad's wedding, but I think that was the last time they'd seen him. His name was Henry....

Saturday night Danny was once again watching Lexi park her BMW in the world's tightest parking space, not far from the Transformation Club. She'd actually bypassed two wider ones, because she liked the challenge. If anything proved that Lexi was his old friend Alex, that was it.
Lexi was stunning, as usual. This time she wore a long white dress that went all the way to her ankles. It was also mostly transparent, and she had only a G-string underneath it. He'd been staring at her breasts the whole time. T...

With Robert, the park maintenance man, satisfied and headed on about the business of his day, it was time for me to finish up my coffee and make some plans for the day.
I really do like Robert's regular morning visits. The anticipation of sucking his cock and swallowing his manly loads keeps my sissy motor running. I also really like knowing that I am the gurl that is keeping him satisfied. My being the sissy gurl he relies on for a regular release makes me feel more feminine and girly than any of the se...

I apologize for the time lapse between Parts 5 and 6 of this series. I got sidetracked by another story idea and sort of forgot that I needed to finish this one until I got an email asking why I didn't. So now I shall.
I hope those who read Parts 1-5 have not lost interest. And if you are just picking up on this, you might want to go back and read Parts 1-5 as this is a continuation of the story....

After I showered I exited the bathroom wrapped in my towel and since I was living in the living room Kevin was sitting on my footlocker of clothes and pointed at the line he left me on the table. As I snorted it I noticed he was watching the video of the night before. He had put his plaid boxers back on, but I could see her was semi aroused as dick was peaking out the fly, his muscular chest and abs partially covered by white power tattoos. He was 6'2' and seemed huge as he stood over my 5'7" frame "We stil...

Carnival of Cruelty
The night was thick with darkness, and the rental room in the urban village stank of sweat, tobacco, and cheap perfume. After their first round of fucking, Eric--now going by Erica--lay sprawled out on the beat-up mattress, her wig all crooked, her bright red lipstick-smeared lips gasping for air. The migrant worker john propped himself against the headboard, his calloused hands lighting up a cheap cigarette, smoke drifting up under the shitty yellow light. His eyes still raked over E...

Like all good things my little vacation was coming to an end. Looking at the weather forecast for home definitely made me want to stay. Diane and Toni kept reminding me every chance they got that I didn't have to go home as well. Personally I was on the fence. I didn't want to go out of fear and well this place was really growing on me....

When Winter met Rebecca he instantly fell in love. Her assertiveness, confidence, intelligence captured him more than her beauty. She wasn't a run way model, more girl next door. Yet he was very attracted to her. And firmly believed she was the most beautiful woman he had ever met.
Rebecca viewed Winter as a very shy individual who she thought had some true potential. She liked how he was always willing to try new things. And he wasn't hard on the eyes either. He was smart and he made her laugh, two thin...

Teddy nervously looked around as his friends laughed loudly and pushed him past the shabby nondescript door and into the darkened corridor beyond where a woman was waiting. They had all been out celebrating Teddy's 25th birthday, an event which Teddy if he was truly being listened to would have said he hadn't really wanted to happen, but his friends had insisted and as always Teddy meekly went along with whatever the group wanted to do. On the rambling walk home after having spent the evening bouncing from ...

The sun creeped into Kai's room casting a warm orange glow across the floor and his bed, the light noise from the outside streets crept in as well creating a soothing white noise while Kai studied rubbing his eyes.
"I have to get this assignment done." Kai rubbed his eyes looking at his textbook not knowing that he had worked through the night already. As he completed his assignment Kai shut his book which sparkled with a light pink shine. Kai looked at the book and began to inspect it. "Okay I know that...