Chapter Three – The Right Kind Of Victim

Alexandra Plessy's truce with The Karens remains intact despite her growing popularity. Mitch is comfortable with Alex's gender identity and their romance blossoms as they take the lead roles in the school play. As graduation approaches, The Karens plot and scheme, determined to ruin Alex's special night with Mitch at the senior prom.

Part 33

Earn it, how? He had already done more than enough to humiliate and degrade himself. Of course, most of that was from before Julia slipped the cage on him. And Amy was clearly treating it as something separate from the ever increasing amount of leverage she had on him.

He just waited for her to explain. Talking like a girl still wasn’t something that came naturally, even if he was getting more and more used to it after being chastised every time he sounded like a boy.

Part 32

Julia only needed thirty seconds or so to find a dress that would fit him. She pulled out a simple pink sundress that was appropriate for a ‘girl’ wearing underwear that was a lighter shade of the same color. “Try this on, Chrissy.” She handed it to him with a smile, acting like they were just two girls talking clothes.

The next day my alarm went off at 6AM. I took a long soak in the bath. I was half looking forward and half dreading today. I won't lie the thought of dressing as a traditional maid was appealing. The dress I wore before was more of a costume. The dress today was the real thing.

The rest of the day I was in mild shock. I robotically carried out my duties in my maid's uniform. Sir told me to have an early night. He told me that I should remove all of my hair before going to bed. He reminded me that, as I was now Sarah, I should sleep in her room and use her clothes. I just said "Yes Sir".

I found several tubes of Veet and a pack of pink lady razors and got to work. I had always wondered what it would feel like to be hairless when I wore my wife's clothes. The material was so soft, but you don't feel it with a coating of hair.

Chapter Thee – History Repeats Itself

Sarah's defilement at the hands of the four lechers continues as she recalls the traumatic incident in her youth that led her being who she is today and explains how she came to be in the predicament she is currently in.

Chapter Two -- It Started With A Kiss

Whilst still handcuffed to the bed in the seedy motel Sarah recalls how she first became a crossdresser and meeting her first boyfriend.

I feel my suspenders stretch as I reach up to dust the top shelf in the library. The stool wobbles slightly and I am afraid I may fall. I can feel “Sir’s” eyes on me as I work. I am so self-conscious that he may see my knickers as I work.

Part 31

Dawn Visits Kansas- Part 4

By Kathi Jo Daniels

Chapter Fifteen: Thursday
Thursday, October 07, 2004

Once again, I woke at sunrise with nothing to do. We got up, made the bed, undressed, and showered together. Some parts of our bodies were squeaky clean. Since we had no plans to see anyone else for the day, we did minimal makeup. I chose a blue and white golf outfit from Brenda’s Dress Shop. Diana selected a sleeveless floral dress.

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Week Five: Silk Chemise Brokered Between Thighs

Chapter One

“Watch it, nerd!”

Part 28

The good news was, Julia stopped taunting Chris about his ‘interest’ in guys. However, the reason she let up was because her focus shifted towards the nearby strap-on she had just mentioned. She told Chris to stay bent over as she got ready, and also made a point to never stray too far from him. Every few seconds, she would pause to give his ass a squeeze, reach around for a stroke or two in order to keep him hard, and eventually slipped her lubed up fingers between his cheeks.

Part 27

When Chris hesitated, Julia started by echoing the phrase he had repeated for her. “You have a fuckable ass, girl,” she said. As she spoke, she continued working the sweet spot she had found. “And you’ve been talking about your obsession with hard cocks all afternoon.”

Chapter Two – Purging

Transwoman Stephanie Nielsen is on trial for murdering her lover. The trial continues and her sordid but tragic past is revealed. The case is balancing on a knife edge as Stephanie's lawyer and the ADA battle it out in court and the tabloids report every gruesome detail of the murder and her private life.

Chapter One – The Night Of

Transwoman Stephanie Nielsen finds herself on trial for the murder of her lover. Can heartthrob lawyer William Sanford save her and will her wife Mary stand by her when Stephanie's tawdry past is laid open to the court and the press who are following the case.

I LOVE panties.

Eventually, you want more - and sometimes there's people to hinder, sometimes they help.
This an Alys-500 story with exactly 500 words of text. Anyone can take this and grow it; acknowledgment would be kind and polite.

Part 25

As in, anal?

The phrase Chris had repeated countless times at this point about what he ‘wanted’ was never meant to be anything beyond satisfying the girls with the blatantly untrue words. He wasn’t into guys. He had never experimented with anything back there. And, because Julia was a girl, the obvious assumption was that he would be fucking her, despite how she had phrased it the opposite.

Part 23

Chris wasn’t sure how to respond to that.

Though he had begrudgingly shaved the rest of his body, his most private area felt like a reasonable exception. Amy was his cousin, and he had been correct about his assumption that she wouldn’t ask about something like that afterwards. Of course, that was back when it was just the two of them. With Julia included, and seconds away from discovering that he was not smooth where she was asking about, he was unexpectedly put on the spot.

Part 22

As Chris stepped back outside, the girls on the porch didn’t react in the slightest at first. He had expected something. A fit of giggles, a teasing reminder of one of the many things he had said under duress, etc. It was almost worse when they acted like this was business as usual, save for the casual female references.

“Thank you, Chrissy,” Sadie smiled, “Such a good hostess.”

“She learned from the best,” Amy said. She took a sip of her lemonade, then asked, “No drink for Julia?”