Angie Prescott glanced in the rearview mirror as she drove her minivan along the interstate toward her hometown. She smiled to see her seventeen-year-old son Zach sleeping on the bench seat where, not half an hour ago, she and he had fucked. Zac, in many ways, was not a typical male. Yet, like most men, he tended to doze after he came. Sometimes, he managed a few orgasms before fading away, but Angie understood that after...

For fourteen years Abagail lived life as a boy. Abagail was born with a penis, after all, so it meant the child was male, right? It would soon turn out to not be the case once Abagail started growing up. A new wave of intersex individuals was being born at this time, an entire third gender of sorts, and it seemed like Abagail was one of the firstborns like this. With completely functional male and female genitalia, it was...

It has been over six years since my last journal entries. So much has taken place during the years and then COVID hit - putting a damper on most things. I stopped writing about my taboo relationship with Maria and Carl, but it's truly worth revisiting again. Reading my past stories, you would be aware of how my relationship with two teens developed into one of the most fascinating chapters of my adult life. In fact, for o...

Dr. Dani James stood running a hand through her long red hair as she stood in an ER bay. Mr. Williams lay waiting for a tetanus shot after getting a nail pulled out of his foot. He’d gotten plastered at a New Year’s Eve party, removed his shoes and socks, and ran barefoot through a construction site. With the frigid temps outside, he also had some frostbitten toes that she’d needed to treat. A sudden pang of misery had Da...

One second he was arguing with his aunt. Almost fighting, really. The next, he was ordering her to take her clothes off. It was a mood whiplash so extreme that it filled Michael with anxiety as he lost control of the situation bit by bit. He shouldn’t be doing this. Whatever he had done to his aunt, he should be worried about her, right? But his bovine aunt lifted her shirt, her lithe arms moving smoothly as, with a jerk,...

A good friend of mine, Amy, is pregnant. I visited her yesterday to return some tools that I had borrowed from her husband Rob. When I got there Rob was out, Amy was home alone and she invited me in. Amy was dressed in white leggings with a thin yellow t-shirt, everything was clinging tight to her ever-expanding body and her bump had grown substantially since I last saw her. Her boobs though, her boobs were massive, Amy w...

Jason wandered into the clubhouse and found Rob sitting at a table alone with a small glass of lager. He ordered a drink and joined him. “Jacki will be a little late,” he told him. “You wore her out this afternoon.” Jason smiled. It had been a very enjoyable session. “Well, as long as she is happy.” Rob smiled. “She’s that, alright!” “She’s right into Black guys, isn’t she?” Rob nodded. “She’s always had a thing about the...

Michael spent the whole night wondering what to do. Something had obviously happened. Something big and possibly but probably really, really bad? He didn’t know! He almost called emergency services as he stared at his new phallus when he discovered it. It was wrong. But all the same, he was too paralyzed with shock to go through with it. So he just stared at his phone for a long while as his mind worked at 120% of its nor...

“The world that we live in didn’t come into being out of nothing,” Mrs. Hedwig said as she paced around the classroom, “It came about as the result of the decisions of a few people. It also came about as the result of the decisions of many people. And It also came about as the result of no decision.” She was a porcupine woman, or a “Pinny” as the slang word for her kind was. She was a woman in her thirties, married, and w...

She knew it wasn’t exactly right, but then, was it that wrong? The sky was dark outside; the seaside rain threatened. He wouldn’t want to go out, and anyway, he needed to revise. How stressed he seemed lately, so tense, and more vulnerable than she had known him to be since he was a little boy. Her sweet, loving little boy. She heard him in the kitchen, and she went in as he started to settle at the table with his textboo...

The scope of the market was tough. Most people that lived never thought about making their careers their lives, and many less thought to make their lives into careers. What it was, for most people, was a base necessity. And it would be fair to say that work would always remain so for most of humankind for most of history. People needed money to pay for food, rent, and their welfare. So a career was, for the most part, som...