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CHAPTER 1 (Alex)
There was a derelict factory on the outskirts of the city, and I decided to go and take some photographs. My wife Sadie said it was a good idea to pick up my hobby again, though I actually had an ulterior motive. I packed my shoulder bag with a couple of cameras and spare battery, and put my phone in as well, as I wasn't wearing a jacket, just a t-shirt and jeans. I had my boots in the car for tramping around. As we live on the ring road it didn't take long and I went down a lane with on...

This is the continuing story of Rose's reminiscence of her time as a young soldier stationed in Germany in the 1970's. Under the tutelage of a German gentleman named Gebhard, Rose had submitted to a variety BDSM and fetish experiences over a two-year period.
Most recently Rose had found herself observing the punishment a young man named Carl. Rose had a mixed history with Carl: They had been fellow pet dogs and fellow submissives under Gebhard. Carl had also shown a cruel side, expressing his enjoyment o...

Lizzie & Mike Pt. 04
Set in the near future... A young married couple exploring their sexuality get caught up in events beyond their control.
Synopsis :
Married for one year, Lizzie and Mike, (now Michelle), have started to further explore elements of a female led relationship. Lizzie takes charge with Michelle delving deep into the feminised sissy rabbit hole. Lizzie cucks him for the first time with another woman. Is Raven who she appears?...

Dear Reader,
In Part 1, Sissy Joycie met another bride's maid, Jasper, whom he adores. Jasper took Joycie home with her. At the threshold of her bedroom Joycie revealed that he's a boy.
Sincerely,
Whippet
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After my tearful admission Jasper drew me into her tender embrace and gently stroked my long hair....

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After a car ride of flirting, petting, and giggling (by me), we pulled into a fucking four seasons hotel. I gaped at Ryan.
"Here!?" I asked "This place is like thousands a night!"
He just winked at me, and my heart fluttered. He pulled into valet parking and got out to open my door for me....

I leaned against the counter at work, apron stiff with grease, watching the clock crawl past ten. Name's Savan Patel--born in Ohio, USA, but my parents hauled over from India before I was a blip. I'm brown, lightest shade going--fair enough folks sometimes peg me as a tanned white guy in the right light. No facial hair--Dad's genes left me smooth as hell at 23, not a whisker to my name. Hair's black, straight, always flopping in my eyes no matter how I shove it. I'm not fat, but thick--wide hips, thighs tha...

Erin kicked off her flats, then shrugged out of her leather jacket and let it fall to the floor. She went into her bathroom grabbed several tissues, and turned on all the lights to see what was shat. With her feet spaced well apart and the front of her skirt pulled up, she took a look at the insides of her thighs to gauge the extent of the leakage. There was quite a bit, with several shiny slime trails running almost to her knees. She hoped that this part of her overall disheveled appearance had not been no...

Thanks for the feedback/comments on my first few attempts at writing on here. This is another story I've been working on. Let me know if you want me to continue the story! Enjoy!
(All characters are over 18)
*GEORGE*
George sat in the car, unmoving.
The engine was off, but the key remained in the ignition like a lifeline, a last tether to the world outside this moment. Faint blue light from the dashboard illuminated the dark interior, catching on his hands where they clenched the wheel -- white-...

Dad's truck rumbled out of the driveway two days back, off to some conference that'd keep him gone 'til Sunday. Perfect timing. Aunt Daisy and I had been plotting this for weeks--our shot to pull Mom, Skye, into our twisted little fantasy. I lounged in my room, black silk panties--smooth as a whisper, cool against my thighs--sliding under a loose gray tee and jeans. No men's clothes touched my skin anymore; that was the plan. Live as Brooke when I could, slip into Mom's world, make her ours. My pulse thrumm...

Today is Saturday and Sondra is very excited because she is going on a hike in the local trail system with Frank. It is sunny and warm, and Sondra decided to wear a worn out pair of denim short shorts that shows off her best asset, and a muscle sleeve T-shirt that will accentuate her strong shoulders. They were both in good shape, so they decided to take the hike with many hills and great views....

The next morning, Ben looked at his phone, the screen brilliant against the early light, sitting at his kitchen table spooning cereal into his lips. Like a late project update or an unidentified rash, the subject line "Connection Request!" seemed both familiar and somewhat frightening. He tapped it, and Ava's face emerged, glowing confidence and that fascinating something else Ben still couldn't quite identify. Though the dust on her LinkedIn profile was so thick it almost made one cough, the connection req...

The night melted into a sticky haze, Daisy's living room heavy with yesterday's sex--sweat and lube clinging like a dare. I sprawled on her couch, black silk panties--smooth as hell, cool on my thighs--riding up my ass, while Daisy lounged in her lilac satin bra and panties, chiffon nightie tossed aside, her tits straining the lace....

Alone in my room after a long day at work I had put on my lingerie and sat down with a glass of wine while browsing a dating site. After posting a couple of pictures i received a message from a guy called Gus. Gus wanted to video call so he could see if the pictures were really of me. We talked for a while and before long the wine had gone to my head and I told Gus one of my fantasies was to be fucked by multiple men at the same time....

Brendan's day in the office was much less turbulent than he expected it'd be. Sure, he knew his colleagues were staring at his breasts and his painted fingernails, but nothing was said -- at least not directly to him. He remembered Jessica's advice from last night, and he stood prepared to call out comments within earshot, but he knew there was nothing he could do about what his colleagues were thinking, or about what they might be saying behind his back....

Dear Readers,
This tale was inspired by a fantasy told to me by JoyceCD. I welcome input from everyone who enjoys stories about Nancy boys frolicking in feminine apparel.
Sincerely,
Whippet
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I had only known Evelyn for a short while. When she asked me to be a bride's maid at her upcoming wedding I was surprised and elated. I immediately accepted....

Surprises Can Be Good
My name is Tracy. Odd name for a man, but then I didn't have much choice in the matter 48 years ago. My parents were big fans of Spencer Tracy, and since our last name was Spencer, well, you get the picture.
I work as a systems engineer for a rather large and national company and find myself travelling for roughly 90% of the year. It isn't the kind of life for many people, but it suits me and has afforded me the opportunity to see a good deal of this beautiful country. It does no...

The lodge is more than a retreat--it's a playground of desire, where girls like Belle are shaped into irresistible fantasies, tools of seduction for the Circle's hidden games. But amid the lessons in pleasure and power, one thing is real--Red. Seeing her again is electric, their connection undeniable. As Belle falls deeper into this world, she must decide: is she playing the game, or is it playing her?...

Rendezvous
This evening started out as the most ordinary, it was raining outside the window and I didn't want to go anywhere.
Zhenya habitually opened his laptop after coming home from school to masturbate to his favorite pictures, but today he wanted something else. Today, he decided to find a girlfriend after all....

(Dedicated my friend Aleks whose love if smut helped me discover who I am).
## Prologue: The Nebula Queen
Zara frowned at her reflection in the quantum-glass as she adjusted her uniform. As First Officer of the *Cosmic Voyager*--the most luxurious cruise liner traversing the Orion Expanse--she took pride in her appearance. At forty-eight, her body still maintained the toned physique required of Space Fleet veterans, though fine lines had begun to appear around her eyes--a testament to decades spent na...

"They're minutes away, Pumpkin," Mistress informed me, her voice tinged with anticipation.
I rushed to the kitchen to prepare. Miss Josephine's preferred drink was etched in my memory: Scotch with a wedge of lime. I poured the twenty five year old whiskey into a crystal tumbler, the rich amber liquid catching the light as I carefully set it on a silver tray....

Author's note: Navalea is a polyamorous and pansexual woman who gains a penis one day. Her story is a sexy slow burn of friends discovering themselves, and each other, while surviving the fall and rebirth of civilization.
Hearts ❤︎ indicate erotic chapters. Thank you for reading, and I hope you enjoy!...

The package taunted me from Aunt Daisy's coffee table--those C-cup prosthetics begging to be unwrapped. I'd been pacing in her living room, still in yesterday's black silk panties, smooth as hell against my skin, when she snatched the box, grinning wicked.
"C'mon, Brooke--let's get these tits on you," she said....

I opened my eyes, coming smoothly out of a slumber as if breaking meditation, a peaceful and welcome waking. I stretched across the mattress, feeling a fading warmth in the space next to me, and blinked as I took in my surroundings fully.
Right, I had stayed the night at Stephen's. The slightest moment of disorientation was quelled, and I pushed myself halfway up as I swept my eyes across the empty bed. They landed on the bathroom door, where I could hear the sound of a shower. I sat up fully, yawning, a...

We're currently a month into Adam's time at Sasha Sucklove's. I love all your comments and feedback here! Thanks for reading!
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Things at Sasha Sucklove's kept getting worse and worse.
First off was the smart-fabric corset that Adam was forced into, that soon became standard issue among the students. It was like constantly being crushed, being squeezed to the point where it felt like your ribs were going to break. It was hard to breathe a...

Chapter 02 - Heartfelt Confessions
I sat in my car, completely dumbfounded. She was a man? Danielle was a MAN? Strictly speaking, though, she was only BORN male--a technicality I was doing my best to cling to. It seemed completely ludicrous to even conceive of such a thing. I had spent the better part of an entire day with her--and not ONCE did I get even the slightest inkling of an impression that she was anything other than a woman. I had seen transgender women occasionally on various porn sites and, t...

Synopsis: An old man dies, torn by regret. Due to his high karma, he has "near-limitless possibilities for reincarnation". He chooses to reincarnate in a fantasy world as a voluptuous futanari succubus with big tits and an irresistible smile.
Erotic fiction that contains: Futanari/Dickgirls, Genderbending, Futa on Female, BDSM, Nymphos, Masochistic characters, Threesomes, Orgies, Facefuck, Deepthroat, Dom/Sub, Taken by Monsters, Corruption, Game elements, Lots of Depravity, etc....

Trans Emma's double anal cleanup.
This is a continuing story, my journal, please see : Emma's stiletto seduction 01 to Pt. 31 for prior entries.
(you can read this chapter as a standalone work)
Comments welcome.
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I looked down at my phone, the time said 5.53pm.
That would only give me seven minutes to tidy myself up, to go downstairs and meet the man who was no doubt waiting for me outside....

This is part two in 'The Ritual,' if you havent read part one, you can do so here. I hope you enjoy this new chapter, and as always let me know what you think in the comments!
Chapter Two: The Mirror
"Mirrors are more than reflective surfaces--" the forum post had read.
The memory hits me with an unannounced slap as I catch my reflection, standing there in front of the apartment door--still in a sweatshirt and pants. Hands pressed against the frame. Anxious. I've been going to the peephole, expecti...

This is the second chapter of my story. Again, any feedback would be greatly appreciated!
(All characters are over the age of 18.)
Katie came back later that day.
Jamie had changed. The lace was gone, the air aired out, the weight of the morning stuffed down into some corner of his chest he didn't want to name. He wore a plain shirt and sweatpants -- soft, colourless -- as if normalcy could be faked by fabric alone....

Sissy's Final Bloom
Chapter 2: Doll in the Making
Irina stirs from her nap, an ache tingling between her legs. An arm drapes over her, warm and familiar, as her partner pulls her closer. Alexa's soft breath brushes her face. Smiling, Irina leans in, pressing her lips to Alexa's with a gentle suck and a teasing nip. Alexa blinks awake, rolling toward her with a sleepy grin. She parts her lips, her tongue darting out to meet Irina's in a playful, tangled dance--sweet and fierce all at once....