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Against his better judgement, a man gives his wife a very feminine piece
of lingerie for their anniversary. She does not appreciate the gesture and makes
an offer that he takes her up on.
He’s humbly agreed to be a bridesman for his friend’s wedding. But as he quickly discovers, prepping the bride-to-be might be easier if he embraces his feminine side.
Colin’s best friend from work, Gigi, is getting married soon, and she’s asked him to join her wedding party — an offer he is honored to accept. But there’s a bit of a problem. With his unmistakably male designation as bridesman, he’s finding it difficult to mesh with the bridesmaids and to assist the bride-to-be with any female-focused preparation. Fortunately, Colin has some wonderfully feminine qualities to him: long blonde hair, androgynous features, and an impressively petite figure. Qualities which, if he wants to make the most of his experience, he might want to lean into. Just as long he doesn’t find himself enjoying them too much…
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Preparations are underway as Donnie prepares to accompany his friend Mitch to
Hawaii as his girlfriend. Lots to learn and lots to buy, then the process of
getting comfortable pretending to be a real women out in the real world.
I kind of rushed right into this new series. I truly hope that you like this!
When Caleb's sister offers to get him and Jess an opportunity to play-test a new Virtual Reality MMORPG, Caleb's vacation just may change his life and the lives of those close to him forever.
Rob was the first one of us to speak, voicing what we were all thinking. “Well, this fucking sucks.”
Ikaika looks at Lien “Lien, go and tell your aunts to pack a bag. Your mom just texts me and she wants all of us to go to the airport and come to the States.”
“Mom, text us?” Lien looks at her father.
“Yep, she texts us and said she loves you. She wants everyone to pack a suitcase and head to the airfield.” Ikaika knew Lien missed her mother.
Tizzy always made it a policy to say good night to her. She also promises to keep in touch with Lien.
“Who’s going to take care of Simba and Shur-Khan while we are gone?” Lien was curious about that.
Consulting Ariana
A Short Story
By Maryanne Peters
When you first set forth on your career, you wonder whether what you can do is going to make a change in the world, or whether the world might change you.
I was a young man with a college degree, but with a major in the Race Relations which it turns out is not really that useful. But I did have a minor in Business Studies, and that was enough to get me an internship with a small consulting firm.
As I got dressed for my first day at the new school, I reflected on how much had changed since this time last year.
Last year I was just a regular boy, with a girl as a friend who would soon be my girlfriend, trying to navigate the beginnings of puberty and typical school stuff, nothing unusual about me at all.
Introduction: I’m sure everyone has come across a story or two about someone finding that bottle or lamp that after the appropriate action releases a genie who will grant a certain number of wishes for the lucky person who happens to find it. Quite frequently, the person finding the genie doesn’t read the ‘fine print’ and the results are frequently not what the person making the wishes desired. The greedy and the dishonest seem to get the worst of it. In the case of this story, I guess we’ll just have to wait and find out.
Time flies when you’re having fun. Our two lovers have been married for 10 years; 10 very happy years, I might add. Now we are back in the town where Sandy’s adventure began. Rick had some business there, and the entire family came along. They were seeing America. Then Maxie showed up.
Tessa Greenhart had entered the world biologically male, an insignificant Y-chromosome carelessly tacked onto the end of her DNA. But recent events had proven that biology did not equal destiny; at least not for her. Tessa's body had been a template, a blank page on which sex and gender could be written...
Introduction: I’m sure everyone has come across a story or two about someone finding that bottle or lamp that after the appropriate action releases a genie who will grant a certain number of wishes for the lucky person who happens to find it. Quite frequently, the person finding the genie doesn’t read the ‘fine print’ and the results are frequently not what the person making the wishes desired. The greedy and the dishonest seem to get the worst of it. In the case of this story, I guess we’ll just have to wait and find out.
Well, it’s back to the big date. Without question, Sandy is looking forward to it. She’s still a bit puzzled about why she is so looking forward to it. Becky puts it in very simple terms. Sandy is growing up.
Groaning in abject humiliation, 'Nessa peeled her sheer cotton panties down to her knees, revealing her sleek, naked bottom-cheeks to her step-father. She wept in undisguised shame, tears glistening on her cheeks like liquid diamonds. She hated being spanked like a naughty little girl, it was degrading beyond all description –
Round Two was, of course, outside on the long gun range. As we left the building the range officer gave a trooper the bundle of targets and told him to start a file for Major Jackson and then tidy up in the range.
As I was walking towards the lounge area I heard the maid call to Birgitta to say that the band had arrived. I followed her voice to the front door where I could see a mini-bus in the driveway with the girls, now in varying colours of the outfit I now wore, unloading their bags and their instruments.
Walking back to the dorm was like walking through a marshmallow…or swimming in a pool full of petroleum jelly. I had no energy and no spirit. I was totally drained. Arriving at my quad proved to be no relief. None at all...! I walked into the common room to find the roomies from the other bedroom, my roomie, and her fuck boy.
"Baby, I hear you, I just don't understand how this will fix our relationship," I say, sitting across from my girlfriend on our couch.
"You obviously haven't been listening," my girlfriend, Abby, responds, "we can't just fix our relationship like a car, we can only build it, repair it. It'll take work and dedication."
That nights’ work seemed like a dream for Bree. All he could think of was that the rest of the guys had been thinking he was a girl the whole time he had been working with them. That explained why they were so kind to him, and even why he had caught Peter looking at him at odd times.
Introduction: I’m sure everyone has come across a story or two about someone finding that bottle or lamp that after the appropriate action releases a genie who will grant a certain number of wishes for the lucky person who happens to find it. Quite frequently, the person finding the genie doesn’t read the ‘fine print’ and the results are frequently not what the person making the wishes desired. The greedy and the dishonest seem to get the worst of it. In the case of this story, I guess we’ll just have to wait and find out.
Apparently, Becky was not too upset about finding out about Sylvia. It certainly had to have been a surprise, but obviously things did work out. At least our narrator thought they had.
CHAPTER 47
I waited until his car was out of sight, before approaching Alicia and Heidi, who was on her phone.
“Yes… yes… Thanks. Hang on a second”
She raised her eyes to mine.
“Paul is following him to see where he goes. So far, it looks as if he’s heading out of the city. Now, would you be happy if Anita and him come back to yours in a bit? Council of war, if you take my meaning?”
Once everyone was coming down to their senses a little bit Lisa’s hand went down to Marcy’s chastity cage. She was curious to feel just how much her sissy boyfriend had filled up that sissy condom. Marcy had certainly came, probably more and harder than even they had so she imagined there was a nice big load sitting in that condom for the sissy to swallow.
Janey Watson was an unusually pretty child with melting blue eyes and soft, girlish features - although she wasn't precisely a girl, contrary to all appearances. Like many children in born in Ridgewick over the past fifteen years, Janey was somewhat…unique.
Chris got bullied for being girly and was forced to wear a dress at school. To avoid the bullies, he started to live as a girl with support from friends and official recognition. Chris found some allies to fight the bullies. He went on his first date and now questions his gender. His path points towards girlhood with plans for pierced ears and a second date as a girl.
Wow! It's been a little while since I posted a story, or even a chapter. I've had a sore left arm due to a bone spur growing into a ligament. I finally got a shot to reduce the pain, and I've been able to type again. Once
more, special thanks to Malady for his help editing.
Chapter 2
August 27th,
2021
9 AM
Because
of her age, Gloria's doctor was keeping a close eye on her and her
baby. Each ultrasound had shown a healthy child, but Gloria was
still concerned.
She
wanted this baby between her and Mike to be perfect. It was silly,
she knew, but she and Chester had a wonderful son in Chet. How much
better would a child from her and Mike be?
She
tried to put that thought behind her. Chet was an incredible young
man, and she was very proud of him. Marcia and Amber were wonderful
girls too.
There
was something about a child that was both hers and Mike's. It was a
testament of their love. She knew, though, that it would be easy for
her to favor the new baby over the others, even if only because he or
she would need more care than the others, and while Marcia might
understand, Amber probably wouldn't.
Introduction: I’m sure everyone has come across a story or two about someone finding that bottle or lamp that after the appropriate action releases a genie who will grant a certain number of wishes for the lucky person who happens to find it. Quite frequently, the person finding the genie doesn’t read the ‘fine print’ and the results are frequently not what the person making the wishes desired. The greedy and the dishonest seem to get the worst of it. In the case of this story, I guess we’ll just have to wait and find out.
Back to the present, sort of. Rick has shaken Sandy to the core. Everything she thought about herself is eroding away, and rather quickly, I might add. Yet, she cannot find anything in the original wish that would indicate why this is happening to her.
A collection of stories with a sporting theme by Angela. Seven of her best tales centered on the worlds of golf, basketball, football and cheerleading, all with plenty more going on outside the sporting action.
Michael, after a debauched and corrupt life, goes to Hell, as he very much deserved. In a fit of demonic irony, the Powers of Hell recruit him to be sent back to Earth, transformed into a succubus called Lorilei.
Who the Hell knew he --now she-- would have such talent for the job? And if Heaven knew--They aren't talking about it.
Sex and power go together for a succubus and Lorilei learns to enjoy both with a spicy bit of Chaos as well. But there are dangers even for one of The Damned and Lorilei needs to watch her cute little tail with the spade-shaped point on the end.
Angelique is coming into her own, which involves lascivious dwarves, an amorous angel, and a hellhound or two. Things get complicated but it's not her fault, she's sexy, hot as hell, and inclined to violence as the solution to certain problems. Maybe it comes from being half-succubus and half-hellmaid?
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