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Becoming a Sissy Slave
He gave me the choice. He had programmed me for a week and knew which way I would probably choose, but he gave me the choice. I could get out. Or I could continue. It was up to me. On my knees or out the door. It was that easy. Now I had to choose. I guess I should backtrack, first. You ... Read full Story
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Elizabeth: Beginnings of a Sissy
I had a pretty good system going. My 18 year old sister would stay up to watch Sex And The City reruns with me (well she watched, and I smoked weed), and during the first ad breaks, would run downstairs and get changed for bed. During the next ads, I would go to the bathroom, and on my way, raid her... Read full Story
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Explore the Inner Woman In You
I fancied the arse off a girl at school called Sharon. The problem was most of my year did. She was beautiful with long blonde hair, willowy legs, a butt to die for and stunning pert tits. She was way out of my league but quite amazingly we did get on and began to make slow but steady headway. My di... Read full Story
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Z is for Zoë
My name is Zoë. Sometimes. At least that's how I like to think of myself. A sexy name for a sexy lady. Again, that's how I like to think of myself. For the last 18 years or so I have lived a sort of a double life. Most of the time I'm Alan, a guy who works in the medical profession - let's just... Read full Story
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Taken Chapter 1
Georgia pulled her Mercedes out of the gas station in Albuquerque back onto interstate 40 heading east. It was a long drive ahead to Chicago. She hated traveling alone, that was for sure, but the move to the office back east made it necessary. It was either drive there or sell her Mercedes and buy a... Read full Story
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A Girl's Best Friend
The party was in full swing when Ryanna and her friends arrived. Of course, they were an hour late, since Glenys had gotten lost on the way. The house was out in the back woods; the owners didn't exactly go out of their way to make it easy to find. Their fellow townspeople probably would have frowne... Read full Story
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Bob and Carol and Gemma and Alice?
I sat there, in the kitchen, suddenly very nervous again. The previous half-hour had started out nerve-racking enough but I had settled, more quickly than I had imagined. Carol hadn't laughed, she had been kind, and interested, and considerate, and she had listened and asked intelligent questions. B... Read full Story