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Just One of Those Days Part 2
Hello again. My name is Amanda, though sometimes I use the shortened version Mandy, when the mood suits me. I'm 33 and have stayed single for three years, since I discovered that Richard, my boyfriend, was not only cheating on me with dozens of women, some my so called friends but was al... Read full Story
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Just One of Those Days Part 3
Hello again. My name is Amanda, I'm 33 and single, since I discovered that Richard, my now ex boyfriend, was a nasty cheating bastard. He turned me into the woman I've become, confidant exhibitionist and uninhibited, especially with sex. I'm a natural blond with long hair nearly down ... Read full Story
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The Greatest Lie Part 17
They say that life is about making choices. But we humans don't get to choose the two most important factors in our lives. We don't get to choose our genes, so I got stuck with XY chromosomes. And we don't get to choose our natal families, so I got stuck with my mother and father. My father, Edua... Read full Story
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My aunt made me a transvestite
My aunt and uncle lived two doors down from me when I was growing up. They had a son one year younger than me. We played together all the time and I was at his house or him at mine all during the summer months. My aunt was a big woman, she was 6ft. tall and weighed around 165. She was even taller in... Read full Story
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A Stay At Cousin Clare's
As a teenager I always used to spend about ten days each year with Cousin Clare and her parents. Clare wasn’t actually my cousin, but her mother and my mother were at school together, and it was a convenient way to refer to her. Clare was an only child. At the time of the following exciting adve... Read full Story
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I Call on Jill & Mary
When Jill was born the medical staff looked at the baby's genitals and told the parents "You have a baby boy." The baby was named Jack, after his uncle and spent the next several years as a boy. Jack never got involved in sports with other boys, partly because of his small stature and p... Read full Story
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The Bitch Bites Back
Pamela stood huddled in the dark doorway, halfway down the back alley. It was cold and a light drizzle had settled in, the sheets of fine rain just discernible in the dull light of the single working lamp halfway down the alley. Pamela was in her mid forties and fighting a losing battle against t... Read full Story
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The Making of A Sissy Part 3
Before the audience at Aunt Jane’s house, Bella cowered before the man, who gently put his hand behind her head and pressed against her soft hair as he coaxed the sweet pale complexion of her pretty face and pink lips toward his stiff and excited member. The man so wanted to slap Bella’s... Read full Story