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Bangkok Night with Thai Ladyboy Dancer
I was visiting Thailand back in the 90s and was blown away by the “Potpourri” of sites, sounds, and smells (not all of them good) of this city. Beautiful women were at every corner and very friendly to foreigners. I went out with a group of guys on the town after dark to check out the go-go bar scen... Read full Story
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Becoming A She-Males Bitch Part 2
After last nights ordeal I was given something to drink and taken to a bedroom upstairs. What I drank must have had some kind of drug in it because I was knocked out. I bet I was asleep in just a couple of minutes. I barely even remember lying down. When I woke up I was naked, sore as hell and fe... Read full Story
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A Special Girl
Please allow me to introduce myself. My name is Steven Brun. I'm a young Black guy living in the city of Boston. I recently graduated from high school and started college. I go to Boston College. It's a school full of rich white kids but I'm liking it so far. The city is big, much bigger than the sm... Read full Story
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It was my first time
So I met this trans girl thru backpage & her pics were above average so I decided to go for it. I set up meeting, drove out to hotel, knocked on door, she let me in & we stood there looking at each other. She was a mixture of Asian & Hispanic. Pretty nice tits, long legs & didn't look like much fat ... Read full Story
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Sadopsychorama
He liked Clyrissa. She was a cock-hungry female if there ever was one. At 5'5", she had platinum blonde dyed hair, big tits, and a tight waist. She was a hot lay. But the best thing about her - the thing that stiffened his cock whenever he saw her was the fact that she was 53 years old. Somethi... Read full Story
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David to Dee
"Dave," she purred, "you know you can tell me anything. Surely you know you can trust me not to judge you by your fantasies." He was squirming under her touch, his eyes tightly shut, trying to avoid telling her his deepest secrets on the one hand, and on the other, hoping beyo... Read full Story
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Would You
'Would you...?' 'Look the part to play the part....' 1 5' 4...dreaded, and to be dreaded....bookish, be-spectacled—damn near owlish....so much so that you might miss the way her tits spoke to you no matter how much she attempted to 'silence' them ....that you might miss the way her sk... Read full Story
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Tgirl
The year is 2044. My name is Robert. I am 26. Light brown hair. Dark brown eyes. 5' 9", 122 pounds. I work for a supercomputer research and development firm. Like many young men at the leading edge of technology, I am transgendered. My counselor is Dr. Elizabeth Paris. Under her con... Read full Story
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Family Frolic
FRIDAY My sister and her husband wanted to take a few weeks off in the sun and asked me to look after their kids for a while. I'd move out of my tiny apartment and into their house for the duration. As I was still living off my severance and they had a nice spread with an indoor pool and a h... Read full Story
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The House of Lesslie Part 2
I. I woke up. Even after having taken over the House of Lesslie weeks ago, each morning was still the same, and came with the same feeling of disorientation, in need of a few moments to adjust to the realities around me, as new as they were. The bedroom around me was still darkened by heavy... Read full Story
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Being Barbi's Bitch
After ten wasted years of foolishly trusting in love to 'cure' me of my femininity, I had only just begun to re-embrace the sissy inside me when something made me reach out to an old friend. What made me do it, I really don't know. Although I was once again revelling in even the smallest aspects of ... Read full Story
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The Weekend
The weekend A story inspired by the very sweet and sexy samantha satine and my beautiful wife Part 1 - The preparation samantha packed her suitcase with her usual attention to detail, makeup, lingerie, wigs, but no dresses. Her head was confused by this, Master D had given her instructions... Read full Story
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Filthy Little Beast
I had very few memories of my early childhood. The ones I did have were anything but pleasant. I did remember my mother and her blind hatred of my father and myself. She was very tall blonde woman with cold blue eyes named Monica. My mother always dressed in the most expensive leathers and satins in... Read full Story
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Filthy Little Beast Part 2
Chapter 8 The first thing that struck me was pink! More pink satin than I thought existed in the entire world. The walls were covered in baby pink satin curtains, the plush carpet was also baby pink. Like all the other rooms in this house of the bizarre the ceiling as a full mirror. There was a h... Read full Story
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Aunt Cindy's Bizarre World
My name was Jim Rogers Jr. at one time. I was born and raised in a small town in a rural county in Oklahoma. My father James had been the pastor of the local Pentecostal Assembly of Jesus. Dad was what was known an ultra conservative hell fire and brimstone preacher. My mother's name was Allison. Sh... Read full Story
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Dear Diary
It's now been one year since mother passed away. I still miss her terribly and think of her each day. I also feel ashamed at times when I just wish she were still here to protect me from father and to intervene. His hate for me seems to grow each day and he told me the day I turn eighteen I will be ... Read full Story
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Debbie Part 8
Moira sat in her booth at the entrance to the subway station and saw people pass by. She sat there every day selling tickets, and although several thousand people passed her during a shift, she could now recognize many of the regulars and she even knew when to expect them. It was now almost 9 o'cloc... Read full Story
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A Married Marilyn
"Class is dismissed. Don't forget the project due…" "Huh, what?" Marilyn woke up disoriented from her nap. When she finally came to, she vaguely remembered some project for Intro to Computer Science, gathered her legs from the chairs in front of her, dusted off her b... Read full Story
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Describing Breasts
Descriptions are complex things, but, done well, they seem simple and elegant and easy, just like a ballet or a football play. In describing almost anything, a writer uses the same elements and techniques. To illustrate, in this article, I will show aspiring writers how to describe a pair of breasts... Read full Story