We woke a little late the next morning; almost everyone did. Shy, awkward smiles all around were the order of the day as we made our way downstairs and were later joined by the previous night’s foursome. Shmi had started working on breakfast and seemed to be in a better mood. Ty had gone out back; I heard the ping of an aluminum bat hitting a ball every so often. Kyle and Blake set the table that morning while I relaxed,...

Marissa and I arrived late, just as we always did. To my regular annoyance, and despite my best efforts, Mari couldn't seem to get anywhere on schedule. I thought even our wedding day would be delayed until she showed up right on time with a smile that gently mocked, “told you I’d make it.” This wasn’t our wedding, though; this was a vacation. Specifically, a Labor Day weekend spent at our friend’s lake house, or, more ac...

Shaina opened the door and breezed into the perfumed, hairsprayed, giggly and jiggly pussyfest that was the Dallas Cowboys’ Cheerleaders locker room. She was a rookie, fresh out of LSU, for the America’s Sweethearts, the best cheerleading team with the hottest girls in the football league. A whiteboard said “Bikini cal shoot next week! MAKE SURE TO TAN, LADIES." Shaina remembered that she had a tanning appointment with he...

Maxime, known as Max, waited nervously at the front door of the house after ringing the bell. It was an older two-story home on a tree-lined street, quiet and peaceful, and after closing the front gate of the little fence out front she had stopped and admired the gardens. Beautiful beds of colorful flowers, pots of yellow, red, and purple hanging along the railing of the front porch, and full, leafy trees casting shade th...

I went to a "meetup" for painting. Only six people showed up. We met at the organizer's studio space - one of a dozen inside a refurbished warehouse downtown. The organizer was a good-looking woman in her early thirties. She seemed confident and organized but friendly enough. Toward the end of the meetup, I showed the organizer, Heather, a few pieces I was working on, on my phone. I forgot to delete a painting of my cock...

Rayven’s words, as she went through a huge closet about the size of my entire apartment, perfectly foreshadowed the timbre of life’s new tangent. “You’re an Esteel model, now, so the regular rules no longer apply.” The contract was signed; an additional clause, hastily scrawled in pen, dictated that I was to wear the mask at all times. My trans companion told me that it was to hype up the mystique. “These are perfect for...

Emotions, contradicting and at odds with one another, ran roughshod through my soul. Feeling extremely foolish and out of place, I took stock of the most prevalent ones. Intimidation, discomfort, anguish, and regret flowed through my shaking, quivering body. Interwoven through all of them was excitement and extreme sexual arousal. The regret stemmed from my idiotic decision to audition for a famous photographer, putting m...

Head of Security for a film studio in Hollywood sounded like a walk in the park compared to what Nathan Campbell had been doing. The gritty world of espionage working for the government had taken its toll and he was glad to be doing something more relaxing. His first day in his new employment also has an added bonus, he found out the famous model Jodie Adams is making her film debut playing a supporting role in a new scie...