"Yo, Bro. How many followers have you got?” Leaning back in my rocker gamer chair, I looked at the computer screen to the left and saw that I had almost one hundred followers. “Ninety-five, Kyle. How about you?” Kyle groaned, mumbling that he had only eighty-five, still, that wasn't bad for our first month of streaming. Other than our love of gaming, which we had shared since we were young, there was nothing special about...

Surprise Acceptance By Joan Knight PROLOGUE Introducing: John / Joan Knight, late 50s, 5’10”, 175 pounds, short-cropped brown hair. Andrea Knight, late 50s, 5.5”, 120 (?) pounds, short brown/grey hair, 38-D breasts, 34-inch waist, 36-inch hips. Andrea, my wife of nearly 30 years, has known about my crossdressing since shortly after we started dating. She does not condone the practice and barely tolerates that I have a col...

“Does it feel as good as you remember?” Iris asks, as I dress myself once more in the pink, clinging spandex outfit she’s brought for me. She’s lying on my bed, watching me with her delicate chin propped up on her hands, legs kicking idly back and forth in the air under the tails of her winter coat. “It’s even better,” I answer, twisting around in front of the mirror to admire the way the fabric cups my ass without a sing...

As I stepped back inside my apartment, a rush of exhilaration coursed through me. My time spent cross-dressing with my neighbor Nikita, played vividly in my mind on a beautiful loop. Still adorned in her delicate lingerie, silky stockings, and the stunning satin ruffle mini dress that hugged my curves, I felt a surge of enthusiasm and excitement. The soft fabric against my skin was a reminder of the freedom I had just exp...

I was just your average guy trying to figure out my place in the world, navigating the world with a perpetual sense of curiosity and an ever-present horniness that seemed to strike at the most unexpected times. My neighbor, Nikita, had become a surprising constant in my mundane life. She was a traveling salesperson with a pretty wild streak, and every time she headed out of town, I found myself agreeing to house-sit for h...

Thida strutted onto the tennis court with an air of dominance that turned heads and silenced conversations. Her outfit was a tantalizing blend of power and seduction: a tight, black leather skirt that hugged her hips and flared just enough to tease with every movement, and a white top that strained to contain her ample breasts, the fabric clinging to her skin, highlighting every curve. She was the embodiment of sexual con...

The week leading up to the Halloween party was a torturous mix of anticipation and frustration for Alex. Every glance at Lisa, whether in person or in passing, reignited the burning desire that simmered beneath his constrained desires. The steel chastity belt seemed to amplify every thought and sensation, leaving him constantly on edge. His balls ached, he couldn’t sleep, he couldn’t distract himself. This was the longest...

Luke's fingers danced over his laptop keyboard, the dim glow of the screen casting eerie shadows across his room. He was deep in the throes of sissy porn, his cock hard against the constraining fabric of his briefs, captivated by the sultry submissives surrendering to dominating alpha males. His breath hitched with every moan and slurp resonating from the speakers, the scenes feeding his growing desire to explore this for...

The moon hung high, casting a silvery glow over the quaint suburban neighbourhood. In a cosy, two-story house on Barket Street, a group of friends gathered for what promised to be a memorable night. The living room was transformed into a slumber party haven with fluffy blankets, pillows strewn about, and an array of snacks covering the coffee table. Laughter echoed through the room as the group settled in for an evening o...

John’s days had fallen into a monotonous routine since he lost his job. Hours slipped by as he browsed the internet, seeking solace in its anonymous embrace. Meanwhile, Emily, his wife, thrived in her new senior executive role, often working late and attending social functions with colleagues. Their once-close relationship was strained, and John’s feelings of inadequacy grew with each passing day. One afternoon, while Emi...

I’ve been dressing in women’s clothes for what seems like my whole life. It started, like most CDs, with my mother’s bras and panties. I loved the feeling of satin and lace. I would find ways to try on my mom’s dresses or sneak into my female cousin’s closets and try on their dresses and heels when I slept over. I loved feeling like a girl. One night, when I thought my mom was going to be out late, I decided to play dress...

From as far back as I can remember, I've always had a secret obsession with cross-dressing. It started as a harmless fantasy, but as time went on, I found myself drawn to the texture of lingerie and unable to resist the satin fabrics, silky dresses, and sensuous lace against my skin. I would always wait until my wife left for work each day before I would slip into something more comfortable - a silky bra and panties, a fr...

So, my life just completely changed last week, and I’m still trying to process the feelings and hoping writing this all out will help. But before I get to what happened, I should give a little background. I’ve been dating Illana for about a year now. I met her while bowling with friends one night. She had a big, bold personality that really struck me (not to mention her big and bold curves). Being a very submissive guy, I...