I’ve lived in a small town for just over five years, where being transgender isn't exactly an everyday topic. I was sure that plenty of such individuals were just living their lives around me. But it wasn't something I personally heard about all that much. Of course, as a closeted bisexual male who was married to a cisgender female for most of those five years, how would I? But that was before I met Joanna. Joanna worked...

Robert had spent years slogging away at a corporate job that left him feeling stuck. His daily routine was monotonous, and despite a few promotions, he felt unfulfilled. He didn’t have many close friends, his hobbies were non-existent, and his dating life was practically nonexistent—people often described him as dull. Robert knew he needed a change. He dreamed of a place where the sun was always shining, life moved at a s...

My girlfriend has known for quite some time that I love to dress in lingerie and women's clothes. The other day she sat me down and explained that she wants a real man. She said that we can stay together so long as she could have other lovers. She said that I would be welcome to watch and be a silent participant so long as I dressed as a woman. She would provide my outfit. I felt somewhat hurt but excited at the same time...

~5~ As fast as we can, we bang and pound our way down the ventilation shaft. The noises made by my hands and knees are so loud that they drown out any sounds from outside I would otherwise be able to hear. We dent the flimsy metal as we crawl. Eventually, I slow down, listening for any noises around us. Surprisingly, I don’t hear anything from below, and I wonder if I should be relieved or more nervous. Alicia’s head arri...

She liked the smell of jasmine, Though that was not her name. She stared at her reflection. Blotchy skin, eyes too pale to hold color. Her hair was too coarse and not pleasant to touch. She turned on the metronome and began her breathing exercises. First with the breath, then with warm-up stretches, then saluting the sun. Sweat glistened on her awkward body, as she turned on the shower water - cold. Letting it run, she sq...

"What are you doing here?" Yumiko asked. Penny knew she looked suspicious with her swollen cheeks and the way she was holding her hands up to her lips. She closed her eyes and gulped down the contents of her mouth. The slimy, disgusting liquid oozed down her throat. Penny couldn't help but cringe. She tried her best to look normal, to look like she hadn't just swallowed cum right in front of two other girls in a bathroom...

As I stand outside my apartment, I find myself looking up at the neighboring condominium. It towers above me like a castle from a fairytale, with a damsel trapped inside awaiting her valorous saviour. Can I be that saviour? The top floor looks to be about forty stories up and is lined with large penthouse suites winding around the building. She has to be in one of them. Ignoring the long queue of New Yorkers waiting for t...

Every fiber in my body tells me I should just give up and go home. She’s not going to show up. My freshly polished dark nails anxiously dance on the skin of my thighs, peeking out from under my skirt, as the grating sound of country music heavily resonates around this sleazy dive. The bar reeks of cheap beer and old cigarette butts and the crowd inside matches the uncomfortable scent. Yet, inexplicably, I find myself stil...

Penny sat there by the window, nearly drowning in coats and blankets. She shot an irritated look at the young, bubbly teenager standing next to her. The girl flashed her pristine, white teeth when she smiled. "So, is it still raining?" she asked. "I don't know, let me check the weather report." Penny turned her head about ninety degrees and looked out the window. "I don't think we'll be playing volleyball today." The girl...

The bus ride so far had been eerily quiet, and they were almost there. The last sign on the side of the road said they were only forty miles away, and that was some time ago. Sunshine was even more suspicious because the bus was nearly overflowing with sixteen-year-olds. But she supposed they'd just been too nervous to do anything other than stare at their phones. That would change as soon as they got there though, when t...

I felt the gentle rumble of a summer storm overhead as I gently rubbed my lotioned body in the dark of my bedroom. Sitting on my padded office chair, I had a hand on one of my small breasts, and the other under my pink panties as I bit my lower lip and gently rubbed my soft, feminine penis. I didn’t notice that something wasn’t quite right; I could only focus on the drawn images on the computer screen. My pale body glowed...

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...