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Bikini contest
I was at this beach bar in Mt Pleasant SC. There was a bikini contest that day. As I attended, the contest started. I was 23yrs old and the thought never crossed my mind about a tranny. However this was supposed to be all girls. Nobody, including me suspected this girl that won the contest was a tr... Read full Story
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How I Became His Office Fucktoy
Until this job ended last year, every day at my lunch break I would service one of my many Daddies in his office in the building where I worked. He'd always slip me a few bucks, a $20 or even $50 afterwards, not as a payment for sex, but as a "tip" "for all the hard work you do here," he says. I wor... Read full Story
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Duel With the Devil, Chapter 20 of The Greatest Liar
Duel With The Devil This is a work of fiction. All characters (including the narrator), celebrities, places, residences, neighborhoods, restaurants, legal agreements and proceedings, events and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any r... Read full Story
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Bottom Bitch
Let me set the scene. My name is Mike, as a "Gurl" I go by Fiona. I am a gay man, mid thrities, white, 5' 9' 165, reasonably handsome, both in and out of women's clothes. One of the ways I express my sexuality is to dress as a woman and get fucked by other men. Preferably in a humiliat... Read full Story
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Pa-mie sex-agénaire
Luxure frénétique d’une pa-mie sex-agénaire; entre rêve et réalité Je n’avais jamais fantasmé de mec viril, même après avoir offert ma virginité; mais à une fabuleuse sissy. Avant mon Ѐre, mes préférences de fantasmes étaient toujours avec des lui-femme glabres, idem concernant mes relations d’aprè... Read full Story
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A Fairy Tale Part 1
=-=-Chapter One-=-= "Heather?" My boyfriend was knocking on the bathroom door. "What's wrong, are you okay? Heather?" "Yeah..." I swallowed thickly and that was a mistake. I threw up some more, kneeling on the floor, feeling like I was dying. "Heather?&q... 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