transsexuals stories and histories

I've been a truck driver for over 20 years. I'm a single guy and travel an over the road route that covers a lot of the Midwest and southern US. I travel alone and when I have some down time in some of the stops I make I like to get out and see the sights, meet new people. I'm not just going to sit in a hotel or truck stop somewhere watching tv, that's just way too boring. So I'm going to tell you all about what happened on a recent stop in New Orleans....

All characters are 18+
I bit my lip nervously as I stood on the doorstep of Professor Redwood's home, fiddling with the hem of my skirt as I eyed the doorbell, wondering if I should ring it or just go home.
Redwood had approached me the other day and had asked me to help him with an issue he was having at home but he wouldn't say what exactly but despite how fishy it seemed, I had agreed to help him....

(This is the sequel to "Tribal Tranny Gang Bangs 50 men.")
We're in an Army wagon on our way to my village. I just look over at him and swoon. My heart melts. When I asked the elders about giving the Army the Gatling gun they approved right away. I want him to see our camp. We've been in love for over a month now. Fierce, intense lovemaking every night....

Part One:
Nancy wasn't trying to snoop.
She had just been lounging on the couch in her oversized hoodie, nipples poking through the hoodie's soft fabric, lazily scrolling through her phone until the battery died with a quiet buzz. The charger was missing again--probably tangled up in Alex's nightstand--and he was in the shower, steam curling from the half-open bathroom door....

YourWeekedWife
By Sabrina G. Langton
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Author's Note: Hmmm, some things we love, they are so beautiful, so fantastic, so freakin' amazing... and some other things, well, ehh, just a disappointment and we should move on already... Ha, well let's just move it, come on nothing to see here... keep going, keep going... but wait, not YOU, I know YOU will like this, you are just like me and that is something I love......

Hunter is sitting on the desk in a haze. He hopes it is just a fever dream and that he will wake up to end this dread he's feeling.
"I said stand up, you fucking bitch!" A loud smack on the desk wakes up Hunter from his haze. He looked around again, taking in the situation again. He looks at Miss Smith. She is standing there looking at him in anger but with a hint of a grin....

This is a fantasy story of an older black woman who had a date on an internet dating app. This is her third date. There's a younger white man and both are going to have consensual sex with no underage sex. They are going to be joined by a black man. If you don't like the story just please move on! Themes of sissy clothing and strapon sex with interracial anal also forced bi sex! Between an older black women and younger white man with a older black man!!...

Chapter 1
Serva crawled across the cold tile floor on all fours to Marissa's feet and kissed them.
Marissa said, "Slave! You have done well for your mistress today, so you may get a reward."
Serva said, "Thank you mistress."
Marissa said, "Task Mistresses! Take this one to the jerking post!"...

Still naked and recovering, Nabeela asked.
"What are we going shopping for, Mistress?"
"To buy you a mobile phone, you can set your alarm, and we don't need to worry. You will also be able to talk and text with your friends."
Stella told her, and Nabeela nodded as the two women dressed and left the office. Stella stopped at Tempus's office, knocked on the door, and waited....

The rest of the day I was in mild shock. I robotically carried out my duties in my maid's uniform. Sir told me to have an early night. He told me that I should remove all of my hair before going to bed. He reminded me that, as I was now Sarah, I should sleep in her room and use her clothes. I just said "Yes Sir"....

Chapter 2
My relationship with Fia continued for a number of years. Over time we progressed from mutual masturbation to having her penetrate me. It start one evening as we were kissing and fondling each other. Fia was more aggressive than usual, biting my neck, squeezing my cock and balls. Her free hand reaching behind me, pressing against my hole through my panties. I reached around to pull them down enough so Fia could massage my hole, gently pushing her finger inside me. She whispered in my year, "Pau...

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While I hugged my Sister/Mistress, My Wife/Mistress followed my other Sister/Mistress into her room to check on her. Mistress Emily handed me the paddle and ordered me to return it to its place. With a curtsy, I followed directions.
Returning to the hallway after hanging the paddle on the hook attached to Mistress's closet door, I saw Mistress Anna emerge from her room, followed by Mistress....

Hi, it's been a while. I've thought about continuing the story of Giant Steps on and off for the last few years but my very real transition and life have, as you might expect, taken up most of my energy. Still, I found myself recently wanting to revisit Sam and "check in" with her.
So, this is a direct sequel of sorts to Giant Steps but skipping about five years ahead. I've written this so that you can just jump in if you haven't read the previous stories or it's been a while....

Joidale College, Massachusetts -- 1985
Candi lay on her side facing the wall. When she heard the door open she scooched over so that her ass hung over the side of the bed. She was wearing her cheerleader uniform: a red body-hugging lycra top, blue pleated micro miniskirt, sheer-to-the-waist flesh-toned pantyhose, red nylon bikini panties and black high heels. The heels were disparate to the uniform because she usually wore sneakers with the cheerleader costume of course but they looked sexy as hell. Her ...

Chapter tags:- Futa on male, Persuasion, BBC, Interacial, Assjob, Rough play, Choking, No penetration
I opened the door to my house and entered.
"Look, Mason. There's more information on the news." A cheery Chloe said.
"Shh.." Veronica Hissed, "Keep it down, I want to listen to this."
I walked into the living to see both of them on the sofa. Veronica was lying on her back. Meanwhile, Chloe was sitting up with her eyes on the news. My attention went to the TV, as the anchor started to speak....

A friend of mine invited me to a party, and mentioned that Trans women would be there, and I was intrigued. Not knowing much about Trans, I was excited to attend and make some new friends. Little did I know, it was about to change my life entirely! So, we get to the very large house in a swanky neighborhood, and a maid lets us in and points to the reception area, a large room off the foyer. My friend finds the host, introduces us and we mix and mingle, enjoying a cocktail and seafood Hors D'oeuvres....

Tizz 01
"OMFG, need I remind you, again, Tizz, that I could destroy you with just my thumbnail, huh?"
Well, what do you think about that, folks, hmm? Because apparently, Sid has been hitting the gym because just six months ago, he claimed that he could destroy me with just his thumb and now, he's beefed up enough to destroy me with just his thumbnail, so, what do y'all think about that, hmm?...

There's a point where playing dress-up stops being pretend. Where the panties feel too perfect, the lipstick too right, and the girl in the mirror--her smile, her sway--feels more you than the boy you used to be. And yet, there's still that final step... the one you ache for, and fear.
In Part Two, what started as a gift, a game, becomes a routine. Sweet. Addictive. Dangerous. Our darling shopgirl is about to learn what it means to serve in silk, to flirt in stockings, to ache in chastity. And when the h...

Frosting The Cake


A Futa-Town Tale


Monday morning.

Seated at her desk, Karen Silver's attention alternated between scanning her 'in-box' to triage the new day's emails as they popped up incessantly, and politely greeting the steady stream of Royal Guards as they arrived one by one at H. Q. The Futanari peace officers were cordial enough in their responses to her polite "good mornings," if not exactly friendly. Which Karen reasoned was understandable, given that most were members...

Friday night is my favorite night of the week. Everyone is looking to blow off steam and try to get laid. After a long week of work at the mall. I work in the clothing department and it's next to Victoria's Secret, so I can get some lingerie cheap.
I collected a vast amount of lingerie and sexy outfits. Tonight, I'm going out to a local club to find my favorite type. That type would be young and hung. Of course, I can live without a big dick pounding me. I just like them young around the early 20s....

Quick random memory I just had about the only other time i spent living as a woman as I am doing full-time now...
I had just gotten divorced from my first wife and was at the bar when I met this nice young lady. We chatted for a bit and agreed to met for lunch the next day. We met up and hit it off. Now I have been dressing and bi since the 80s and normally I tell a person right off the bat but I did not tell Tina about it for some reason....

Hello everyone!
It has been a while, but I'm still writing stuff!
This is the first prompted story that I've finished. My slot for this month's story suggestion is open!
Hope you enjoy reading this.
Themes or tags: feminization, femdom, non-consent and interracial
A Star is Born
NAGGING:...

Ghost of a chance
An April - September Romance
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I don't believe in destiny, or the guiding hand of fate;
I don't believe in forever, or love as a mystical state;
I don't believe in the stars or the planets, or angels watching from above;
But I believe there's a ghost of a chance, we can find someone to love....

Note: All the characters in this story are over the age of eighteen. It isn't based on any real people or groups. It is a fantasy. Any errors or omissions are my own. I try to correct them, but I don't catch everything. I didn't invent "X-change" or the concept of it. I'm just a fan of the gifs online. Look them up, you'll love them. There are also some great X-change stories here on the site. Give those writers some love. This story does contain a seemingly magical transformation. Please look at the story ...

Have Mercy 01
Hey there, I'm Merci and I'm not the one that you need to have mercy on because the basis of my story is based on the old book line saying of 'the best of times, the worse of times' that, OMG, happened in my life and I can't believe it happened to me! Not that I'm out for revenge (mwahahaha, mwahahaha) or anything because nobody else seems to care anyways, but sometimes when I side eye you back, it might be for a different reason (mwahahaha, mwahahaha)....

Standard disclaimers, everyone over 18 etc.
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"Get ready, here it comes!" He exclaimed, before his cock swelled and my mouth was filled with hot cum. I held it while he kept spurting, there was quite a lot, but not too much. I kept it in my mouth and ran my tongue over his knob, before withdrawing and letting his softening cock fall from my mouth....

This story contains scenes and themes of nonconsensual and reluctant sex, as well as choking, suicidal ideation, gender identity issues and threats of severe violence. Proceed with caution.
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That same morning, Rose came out of sleep on a strange couch. Wasn't uncomfortable if she laid still, this couch was a bit softer than the one in her living room actually, but any slight shift of her head and oh, Jesus, existence was agony, her skull was heavy and howling....

CHAPTER 1
So, here I am, in my mid 40s dressed in a short skirt, translucent blouse, black lace bra, sheer black panties, black stockings and a garter belt. Probably not that unusual, except I'm not a woman. My friend, Fia, is dressed similarly as we hold and kiss each other.
Perhaps I should go back a bit to explain how I ended up in this situation....

This is the sequel chapter to "Captured By Horny Strangers." To see the rest of the series, click the series icon (stack of squares) under "Story Info."
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Liam Finch clenched his fists. He barely resisted banging his hands on the desk.
An unknown number had sent him a clip of Tristan Wilde, his bodyguard, getting railed by two random men....

... previously on "Something Borrowed:"
Chapter Three
If I slept, it was in short bursts. As the dawn crept through our bedroom's blinds, I blinked and looked around. A trail of clothes led to the bathroom. Listening, I heard the faint sound of the shower drifting through the open door.
Everything was so... normal....