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Clinton
"How many inches?" she asked. "Twelve," he said. "Really?" "Really." "If you're lying, you're just wasting your time." And mine, she thought. "I'm not." "Okay, then. It's a date." Tiffany hoped the jerk was te... Read full Story
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Dissidia Final Fantasy
Floating in an ocean of azure blue and ivory white clouds, a single castle main castle levitates in the epicenter of the area in front of the three travelers, while a smaller castle hovered adjacent to it. Traveling on a beam of concentrated magic that connected their previous world with this one, t... 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 Perfect Life
The reasons I am not writing this myself. I have finally convinced someone to do it for me. She promised to post it on the Internet, but only as fiction. I suppose it is a bit unbelievable. It all started with the best of intentions. I had married my love while we were still in college. She... Read full Story
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Sweet Charity
You may have heard of the phrase sweet charity, well in my case it was certainly sweet to me. I have built up a large part of my CD wardrobe through judicious visits to charity shops wherever I may be in the country. In one of my local charity shops there's an assistant called Wendy who I would judg... Read full Story
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BANGING AROUND BANGKOK
BANGING AROUND BANGKOK: THE AMOROUS ADVENTURES OF CAITLIN "MEOW" MORRISON after living and working in Thailand/SE Asia for many years i decided to write an erotic story based on some of the people i have known, venues and places i have been, and the P4P night-scene where i spent way too much... Read full Story
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Looking-Glass Ladyboy
I was taking a walk to stay--all right; I'll admit it--to get in shape, when I saw the "Going Out of Business" sign in the second-hand furniture store a block north of my condo. I wasn't in the market for anything, new or used, but I can't resist a bargain, and what was better for finding ... Read full Story
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Debbie Part 8
Moira sat in her booth at the entrance to the subway station and saw people pass by. She sat there every day selling tickets, and although several thousand people passed her during a shift, she could now recognize many of the regulars and she even knew when to expect them. It was now almost 9 o'cloc... 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
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Just One of Those Days
Let me start by introducing myself. My name is Amanda, though I sometimes use the shortened version Mandy. I am thirty-three but my sexual awakening didn't really occur until I had turned thirty. Previously I had been a generally shy and quiet girl with a steady and normal relationship. ... Read full Story
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The Greatest Lie Part 14
For me, my hometown, L.A., is not the sexy, sweaty night clubs of West Hollywood nor the porn scene of the North Valley. Though I feel more at home there, that side of L.A. is not my home but rather the world into which my transsexual destiny exiled me. Home is the leafy, moneyed boulevards and s... 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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Fifi La Femme: A Pansy at Last
I was quivering and shimmying with excitement dressed in my wife Doreen's black satin 36DD long-line brassiere with a pair of heavy silicone false titties wobbling inside the cups; her gorgeous deep six strap waist clinching suspender belt and flimsy see through panties that I'd bought for her; or r... Read full Story
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Shemale Prostate Orgasmic Bliss!!!!
if she wanted breasts." "Oh no. That's the amazing part. The more I dressed him the more feminine he became. By now I'd moved him her and her clothes into the other bedroom. She wasn't happy with that but we came to an agreement; I'd milk her once a week and she... Read full Story
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Buffy the Shemale Vampire Slayer Part 12
The demons found exits in the walls or floor, vanishing between chinks of stone or through hidden grates or into holes they'd dug for themselves over the long centuries of their residence-or imprisonment-in Baphomet's palace. Only one remained. "My former consort, Baubo," Baphomet intro... Read full Story
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The Greatest Lie Part 16
As soon as we were safely back in our hooch, I retrieved the iBook from its hiding place under the floor and opened up Spartan's main Excel spreadsheet. I re-sorted the list against the data from the last three weeks of our frustrating field work, by district, language group, age, and every other ca... Read full Story
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Aunt trip
In 2013, after almost three years of service in Afghanistan, George Madsen, a gay Royal Navy communications petty officer, retired. His experience in the distant deserts had left an indelible mark, the memories of friends lost and challenges faced still burned vividly in his mind. Coming home was n... Read full Story
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Debbie Part 5
Debbie didn't wake up until her gag was wrenched from her jaws. Her hood, collar and earplugs had already been removed. "Wake up, shit-head," Mistress spat and slapped her face hard. Debbie came awake and noticed that all the straps holing her to the couch had also been removed. She felt a... Read full Story
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Interstate Reas Area Whore
Driving down the interstate the sign said Rest Area one mile. My heart skipped a beat and there was slight stiffing of my male meat in anticipation of events to unfold. This interstate rest area was always packed full of eighteen wheelers as many as forty. Surely one or two of these truck drivers wo... Read full Story
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The Greatest Lie Part 1
The greatest lie that they tell you is that what happens in high school doesn't really matter: that life begins in college. I pretended to agree, though I never believed it. For as you will see, I am the world's greatest liar. "Take Sadie Hawkins Day, for example," I said to my buddy Qu... Read full Story
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Becoming a Cock Worshipper
I first realized I was bi the summer after high school. Up until then I had only been really interested in girls. Like any high school guy I watched a lot of porn and soon realized that I really liked really nasty deep throat blow job scenes. I especially enjoyed watching a girl choke and gag and... 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 Terrace View Apartments Part 7
My new life had settled into a wonderful routine. I would wake very early in the morning, usually still wrapped securely in Mistress Kendra’s arms. I would spend an hour or so working on my figure maintenance exercises, enjoy a cleansing enema, a refreshing bath and body shave, then I would la... Read full Story
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Fifi's Long Wait
Around about 3 weeks ago, Sid had managed to acquire his very own maid; however, 'she' was not your normal run of the mill domestic worker. Oh no, Fifi liked to dress as a maid to fulfill her submissive cravings and the most notable difference was the fact that she had a penis. When working as a mai... Read full Story
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Feeling Womanhood Deeply
It seems somehow that my desire for womanhood is the one thing that everyone says I can’t have, but who are they to say why I should feel a certain way or want certain things? I want the very thing that their closed minds crusade against. It seems that the thing that brings me the most joy is the th... Read full Story