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Becoming a Shemale's Bitch
I just got into town and spent the whole day moving in and cleaning my new apartment. I didn't have much furniture but the place needed a lot of cleaning. I saw their was a bar a few blocks away from my apartment and decided to go out for something to eat. It was around five o'clock when I walk... Read full Story
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The Creators: Book One by
Chapter One: The Life Giver BRANDON My twin sister is dead, but she’s not gone. Death is a tragedy in the remote village of Towerhead, but it’s not a rarity. Farming accidents, disease, famine, natural disasters, you name it, it kills people in Towerhead. So, six years ago, when the oxen-pul... Read full Story
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Being Barbi's Bitch
After ten wasted years of foolishly trusting in love to 'cure' me of my femininity, I had only just begun to re-embrace the sissy inside me when something made me reach out to an old friend. What made me do it, I really don't know. Although I was once again revelling in even the smallest aspects of ... Read full Story
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Headmistress' Favorite Sport Part 10
When Denise came to she was lying in bed. She had been washed and she could no longer feel the annoying diaper rash. In fact she felt fine, clean and well rested. On her feet were what turned out to be black Oxfords with seven-inch heels. Her ankles were in steel cuffs and connected by a eight-inch ... Read full Story
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Headmistress' Favorite Sport Part 6
At Mistress Rachel and Master Tony's house Denise was pushed into the role of maid along side her mother, Susanna. Susanna had been reshaped exactly as Mistress Rachel wanted it. She was now a devoted little nymphomaniac slave who loved her mistress and master and who would do anything for them. Lik... Read full Story
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Debbie Part 6
Debbie was awakened by someone holding a hand over her nose and mouth, so that she couldn't breathe. She struggled, weakly tossing her head before opening her eyes. She looked straight into the eyes of Dr. Jacobsen, smiling evilly down at her. He continued to hold her head so that she couldn't breat... Read full Story
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Polish Maid
'You want to get tips,' I explained to Marek, our Polish cleaner, 'You should be more a maid more like her.' Across the street was a girl of about 19, dressed in a fancy dress French maid's costume stumbling home, presumably from a party the night before. She was dressed in a tiny black dress, l... Read full Story
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The Greatest Lie Part 4
Don’t get me wrong, I don’t hate being around people. Actually, I hate being alone: it brings out the weird self-critic inside me. But god, do I hate crowds. Fall registration brought mobs to the campus. The half-empty dormitory that I had shared with a few Asian engineering students was... Read full Story
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I Love To Love You
I Love To Love You Baby By Sabrina G. Langton Author's note: I have published this story on two other sites. I always said it was slightly aurobiographical, but reading it back it is a pretty accurate account of my summer of '88. There are only 3 things that I changed. 2 are itsy bitsy tiny deta... Read full Story
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Don't Go Into The Woods
Prologue I am standing here wearing a red plaid schoolgirl uniform skirt. It is so short that although I looked in the mirror before and couldn’t see my white satin panties I felt anyone looking at me could. My blouse is a white collared blouse typical of what you’d expect to see on a... Read full Story