I was around seventeen the first time my sister and her friends decided to play a prank on me. I was minding my own business when all of a sudden my sister Jessica barged into my room, along with her best friends Karly and Regina. "Hey sissy boy," Regina squealed in her sassy voice. I sat on my bed reading as Jessica stormed over to me, slapping the book out of my hands. I looked up at her, a puzzled expression on my face...

-Rory    “How was this really happening?” I reeled as she just stared me down with a menacing look. Allie had never talked to me this way. It’s exactly what I had asked for, but now it terrified me. “So, if we are going to use this for now, how long am I leaving this on for?”  “Why do you sound so pessimistic all of a sudden? Fear of reality setting in some?” She said.  “No, not that, I was just wondering. So, what all do...

The following afternoon, I can’t concentrate on the class I’m supposed to be giving. Jordan sits in the middle row. The lecture still interests him, but his eyes lose focus every once in a while as he switches positions. He’s being a good girl. One of the other students asks whether the air-conditioning is ever going to be repaired. I can only offer her a shrug and a commiserative smile. The superintendent has promised to...

The hellish temperatures prevail as the term kicks off. No one can concentrate on the classes, mainly because of Jordan. His presence offends the prude girls, and the slutty ones can’t take their eyes off him. The only other teacher – who lives in the village – is perplexed, but I’ve asked her to be tolerant. Apparently, the boy hasn’t revealed his treatment to her nor anyone else. That’s an auspicious sign. My last year’...

It must be the hottest week of the year. I’ve tried to fix the air-conditioning the whole morning to no avail. Typical! My brain already works at about sixty-four per cent, and I find myself doing a three-person job. This is only my second year as the headmistress at this sixth-form girls' establishment. Of course, the superintendent is nowhere to be found, and the secretary decided to have a summer baby – without any not...

- Rory My wife (Allie) and I (Rory) have been together for a little over three years now, she is quite aware that I’m the kinky, weird one out of the two of us. We are both in our late twenties with fairly successful careers thus far. Soon after we started dating, through casual talk, she informed me that in every relationship, she was the controlling one. Why she didn’t feel it necessary to be like that with me, I may ne...

DISCLAIMER: This is a fantasy story depicting sexual acts involving adults. The story is intended for adult readers only. ----------------------------- She'd been working hard in the lead up to this night for months. It takes alot of planning and discipline to look and feel as good as she did as she began to prepare. The day had been spent exercising, fasting and hydrating. As she stepped into the shower after finally fin...

Freedom? What to do with a large lottery win.   So, I returned to the world of being a single man. A liberation of sorts, a return to uncertainty at a certain age. It is a scary place to be, ejected from the family home and to set up again.      Sure I have the comforts. Sure, I have all my books, the CD’s, plenty of DVDs. Ok, the furniture in the new place isn’t that good yet and I could do with a new mattress, but hey, ...

We had been texting for a few days following our date, even spending a few late nights sending erotic messages to each other. Jackson seemed desperate for another date and I couldn't stop thinking about his cock. I lay sprawled across the suede sofa in the front room playing with my hair, wearing a bra and thong, some shape pantyhose and a pair of six-inch black high heels. I'd become accustomed to wearing ladies' clothes...

By the end of the first week, I had completely transformed into a girl. I no longer wore men's clothing and my daily routine now consisted of showering, shaving and practising my makeup techniques before deciding on what outfit I was going to wear next. I had completely succumbed to feminization and needed to dress slutty in order to feel fulfilled. On this morning I rifled through the wardrobe looking for a sexy outfit,...

First time with Mistress Zara – Chapter One. I am naturally nervous as I arrive at Her door. I ring the bell, and almost immediately the door opens and there stands Her full-time permanent maid, vikki. She is wearing sparkly pink platforms, white seamed stockings, a blonde curly wig, full makeup including the shiniest pink lipstick you can imagine and the most gorgeous dress I’ve ever seen. It is blue satin with pink ruff...

My friend Teresa was planning her summer holidays but was beginning to stress about leaving her home unattended for such a long time. She lived with her husband in a large house in the middle of nowhere and the two of them were planning a cruise, which meant the house would be left empty for the next eight weeks. She invited me over for lunch and after the meal, we sat down in the front room for some drinks. She didn't se...