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Anastasia's Life
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, Barb... Read full Story
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story of Jojo
Some find it confusing of who i am or what i am, including me. i found some kind of definition: femboy A young boy who presents extensive feminine mannerisms and actions often blurring the line between a boy and a girl. Can be confused with a cross dresser, but it usually refers to boys at v... Read full Story
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Liberty meeting, chapter1
On a beautiful summer day, my phone rings. It's Steve, the boss of a transvestite company who calls me. - Hello Sandra, I have four new friends waiting for you at the club. - Thanks for thinking of me, I'll be right there, I said, hanging up. I am happy with his call because I always meet ... Read full Story
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Panty Town
Chapter One -- Jamie Jamie Sanders did not think he was a sissy. Growing up, he played with trucks and showed his innate male aggression though soldiers games with the other boys. He climbed trees and watched baseball with his Dad and brother. Unfortunately, by the time he was in eighth grad... Read full Story
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My black lover
After one year as a sissy whore and secret wife to my turkish Pascha, I felt the desire to look for a black man. I looked for ads online and put ads online myself. One day I saw an ad from a young black man looking for a crossdresser and wrote him an email. I actually thought I would never hear from... 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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Dressed for Disaster: The Sequel
Patrick Summers wandered the streets of lower Manhattan in an aimless fog, the chaos surrounding him a lurid backdrop for the turmoil between his ears. He had just suffered two tremendous shocks: his narrow escape from the collapse of the World Trade Center, and his unmasking as a crossdresser on te... Read full Story