On her eighteenth birthday, fresh from her shower, Angel Jones looked at her nude reflection in the full-length mirror in her bedroom, and was mostly pleased with what she saw. Her blonde hair, down past her shoulders and still growing, was soft and shiny, and all that she could have asked for. She ... read more
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 more
Toy Party Story Recently I met with a person whose sole desire was to be fully dressed and transformed for me. We spent quite a bit of time on the phone discussing why feminization was such a powerful fantasy for him. He explained that he felt so vulnerable and powerless as a woman and that it... read more
Je savais. En regardant en arrière maintenant, je me rends compte que j'ai toujours su. Je n'ai jamais rien fait à ce sujet, jusqu'à ce que je sois prêt mentalement, émotionnellement et physiquement. Je suis né Matthew J. Smith au milieu des années 70 en Amérique centrale aux États-Unis. J'ai grandi... read more
My Awkward Phase ©Alexandra Rios 2019 The greatest lie is that what happens in high school doesn't matter, because life begins in college. I pretended to agree, although I never believed it, for I was the world's greatest liar. Wannabees I was hanging out with my friends Quinn, Barb and Anne ... read more
I am Siddharth Mittal, running my own Company with USD 100 Million of Business. Everything is going on well and I am excelling in my business. I have a secretary named Sonia. She is a smart and beautiful girl with 36-32-36 size. She knows how to get her work done. She wears simple clothes and is dec... read more
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 more
I met her during the summer. I was only nineteen and working to save some money for college. I had been raised by my grandparents who had both passed away over the past year. After the burial costs I was far from wealthy. My parents weren't around so I was on my own at a young age. I had moved a cou... read more
Je n'avais vraiment aucune idée de ce qui m'attendait. Je veux dire, je savais pourquoi j'allais au magasin, mais je n'avais aucune idée de ce que ce magasin en particulier me réservait. Je pensais juste que j'avais besoin de quelques... quelques choses. Je les avais tous jetés, encore une fois. ... read more
It was soon my eighteenth birthday. Hi, my name is Robin! I'm a lonely, chubby guy. Let me tell you my story. The years passed on by and me and Mary grew fond of each other. We went to different schools but kept seeing each other. But to her I was no longer Robin. In her mind I was Hannah and sin... read more
I became aware of my girlfriends strange fascination within weeks of us meeting. My bottom - It really turned her on. It seemed strange at first. I thought most women responded to a number of triggers like eyes, hair and muscle on a man. The list is long but in the case of my Melanie's it includes b... read more
Nearly 30 years, living a double life. Sneaking around on two Xwives, several girlfriends, all to play with men.Play,and play and play. Responding to personal adds in the paper at first, then I found the Bath House. Wow, to a closeted homophobic acting oilfield lifestyle kind of guy, who could hide ... read more
Je n'ai jamais connu mon père. Ce n'est pas une excuse pour ce que je suis devenu – et cela ne veut pas dire que j'ai besoin d'une excuse – c'est juste un simple fait que certaines personnes trouvent pertinent lorsqu'elles essaient d'examiner ce que je suis devenu. Quoi qu'il en soit, il a été... read more
After the evening before, I awoke with some doubts on that Wednesday morning. I went ahead and went to work, just because it was something I always did. I had just come out of a strategy meeting when someone told me that the managing partner wanted to see me. In the office he was Mr. Davis, or in a ... read more
After the evening before, I awoke with some doubts on that Wednesday morning. I went ahead and went to work, just because it was something I always did. I had just come out of a strategy meeting when someone told me that the managing partner wanted to see me. In the office he was Mr. Davis, or in a ... read more
I’m a thin, pretty good looking 30 years old guy, living with the girl of his dreams. But a girl without a cock is no longer enough now. All my life I considered myself as a straight guy, even if sometimes duchbags at school called me a fag. I only dated girls, prefered long love stories over on... read more
Chapter 11 Discovering the Girl in Him For the first time since he arrived at Mistress Sarah's house, Josie was left alone in silence. His cock was still throbbing from all the attention from the girls. It continued to throb as he thought about his exciting assignments for the night. He picked up... read more
"Thanks Dana, I'm glad you could get here on such short notice." "No problem Angie, I'm glad I could help you out." "I'd have waited until Nick got home from his trip, but I really needed to get the laundry started and I haven't had water all weekend." "Wh... read more
Chapter 18 A Life Changing Decision Sunday morning was not much different than the day before for Josie. He woke-up on the floor outside Mistress Sarah's bedroom, dressed in a silk night-gown and his cock was hard and aroused when he awoke. Just like Saturday morning, he crawled into the bedroom.... read more
A Perfect Pandemic A Transsexual Transition in a Troubled Time A Novelette by Alexandra Rios Text Copyright Reserved © August, 2021 Dedication Transgender Day of Remembrance is a solemn occasion. I am offering “A Perfect Pandemic” for free as an antidote to the fear, phobia, discrimination, d... read more
