-Seven Days Earlier-

I pressed the button on the remote and the fucking machine came to life…so fast that the dildo ramming into my ass hurt a LOT. I jerked forward in the restraints, my free wrist slamming into the bar. The shackle swung to the end of its hinges and bounced back, clicking into place…my wrist inside. I was trapped!

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Baby Joan has been diapered, and only have a few moments left to live, but who really has the last laugh?

Heather’s plan to transform Scott into a helpless petticoated maid

"A week had passed since her naughty play session in front of the window, and Heather was still thinking about her new neighbour being her obedient petticoated maid. She couldn’t get the idea out of her mind. She decided it was time to start putting things into motion." - The plan is taking shape!

"Heather was now eyeing him up and down to get an idea of his sizes. If she wanted this to work, she had to do some online shopping to get everything she would need. She wouldn’t let him get out of this, the idea of turning him into her petticoated slave turned her on too much to let it go." - Heather describes her feelings as she puts the plan into motion!

With the author having skipped an evening, and having gone to a comedy club, Michael has to make up for the calories with some exercise.

The magic wand gets all metaphorical.

This is probably the shortest scene in the entire story (if they get any smaller, I'm going to panic), but I think it's a rather climactic one. The rest of the scenes should all be much larger.

Freedom! Michael is now on the way home, but first, …

A Pretty Sissy Bridesmaid

Danny's sister is getting married. His mom, girlfriend and sisters all have an opinion on the role he should play in the ceremony.

Michael has made it to the office. All he needs to do is walk in, grab the data, and walk out again.

If he knew he would succeed, but also knew the cost of success, would he dare to enter?

Michael has come across something that implies that a company is doing a bad thing. Naturally, being a good boy, he decides to investigate.

Naturally, it doesn't work out the way he expected.

But then again, it's not going to go the way the bad guys expect either.

Becoming Me

Part 1:Either/Or

Darkness, a mouth that felt like used sandpaper. Pain.

That's what I woke up to 5 long years ago. Would I change what's happened to me?

Two long-time friends get tickets to a rather unconventional Halloween costume party, but then mistakes seem to be happening to make their plans for fun seem downright strange and a little unnerving.

This is a very out-of-comfort-zone story, in a sub-genre that I've NEVER written in. I would hope that you remember this fact if/when you decide to write any comments. This is a huge psychological risk for me to venture into this uncharted, unexplored territory, risking biting, discouraging, negative comments. Please bear that in mind. If you don't like the story, please keep it to yourself. Sorry to seem so paranoid, but after the last year of my life, taking this chance is a huge step that I almost didn't take.

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It was finally here, i was going to start highschool in a week i was going to be free of my sisters friends punishment. Maybe i should explain a little. High im Andrew 19 im not really that big i have a slightly effeminate body for my age which might explain why i was stealing my sisters friends clothes to wear.

My memories of life before the island keep slipping away from me. I think I had an office job of some kind and was good at making money but bad at relationships. I took a cruise to get over the last woman who'd dumped me for being so distant, and I was thrown overboard in a storm. I'd been wearing my swim trunks when it hit, and I washed ashore naked.