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My Dream pt 3
Our first invitation arrived at the end of September. Sydney spotted it first and tossed it into the trash with out looking at it. She didn't tell me what it was and I didn't bother asking. The next invitation arrived two weeks later. This one Sydney opened and after reading it she passed ... Read full Story
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Why I’m a Cock Whore!
Hello Love, The summer before my freshman year in high school. I found a VHS porno video right next to a dumpster behind our local video store. Brought it home. Couldn’t watch it until my family left to use the VHS player. It turned out to be a she male porno at first I felt weird but after watch... Read full Story
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Alex Two: The Next Time
Part Two of ??? (there is another series I'll start too, Hopefully its not too repetitive and my fetishes aren't showing too strongly. heh. That is sort of a prequel to this, I guess. I had forgotten about it till just now when I found it in a misnamed folder.) Alex Two: The Next Time.... 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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Rachel and Chris
Part 1 : Rachel and the Ring Yesterday was clear with a light but chilling winter wind present to remind all that the bit of warmth in the sun would only last a couple of hours at best. I struggled between sweating and freezing as I worked to remove the winter street grime from my roadster. Top ... Read full Story
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The Greatest Lie Part 13
Does Life Imitate Art? I love technology, in spite of the stereotype about girls. Although I was a guy, at least outwardly, until a year ago, I think I was always inwardly a girl. According to the stereotype, we girls are supposed to be indifferent to anything more technical than the designer cov... Read full Story
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A Certain Perception
Kyra was not the girl of my dreams. I never DARED dream a woman that good would just walk into my life. She was smart, sassy, vivacious, intuitive, resourceful, and a real 'people person'. We met in an Internet chat room called "Working Girls". We're not talking about the kind you find in ... Read full Story
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Anastasia's Life So Far
Chapter 1: Humbling Beginnings My story starts where most every crossdresser's story starts. It starts somewhere around the time I was an infant. I can remember not to mention being told several thousand times that my choice of toys as a child was dolls, strollers, dress up and tea parties, Barbi... Read full Story
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The Mole
Police work is a paramilitary occupation. Uniforms, rank, weapons, discipline…It can be exciting and interesting for some and boring for others. Some officers seem to find lots of action during their career (or maybe it finds them) while others never use their sidearm except for target practi... Read full Story
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Nylon teasers
They came into the video store where I worked as a clerk. Almost every day. Teasers. Both of them. What made it both great and terrible for me was that it fed my deepest fetish -- stockings -- as it denied me any fulfillment other than frequent and frantic "self-gratification."... Read full Story
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THE WEATHERGIRL BY B-MAN
PART 1: A COURTESY CLIENT BLOWJOB Three weeks into my gig at Coxon & Dicster had been a blast. At first, a few of the girls had some reservations about me working there because I wasn't transgendered myself but I guess I won them over with my naturally cheerful personality. At least,... Read full Story
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A Fairy Tale Part 2
=-=-Chapter Six-=-= I woke up sometime later and I was feeling better, even a little hungry actually, and I wanted a shower and I needed to pee and...I cocked my head as I heard the unmistakable sounds of Mistress Stacy's bed moving. She had a large one, king sized, with old springs or somethi... Read full Story
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The Greatest Lie Part 6
In my rare moments of leisure in the weeks following my close encounter with death, I had had little opportunity to talk about it. Of course, the police had asked perfunctory questions, and I had testified at the coroner’s inquest, but until my next appointment with Dr. Erika Wright, I had not... Read full Story