This is a totally true account of my addiction to meth and its hand in turning me into the he[pless sissy I've become to my weakness for BBC. My name as a regular male is Richie Budd. But by reading this you'll soon realize that nothing is normal. Not only was I Richard Budd. I spent an equal, if ... read more
"Yea I thought the singing was OK but I don't really go for that style too much" "And the girls?" Brian prompted me. "Oh come on Brian leave him alone we all know he's not really interested in girls." "Give him a chance, people can change! Perhaps Carl's d... read more
::The Ebon Hawk hurtled along silently through hyperspace. The Jedi Exile, Shi'la Raan, watched the white stretching stars as they headed towards Korriban. She felt uncomfortable heading to a planet that was a graveyard for Sith. It was like a darkness in the back of her mind; a whisper in the force... read more
Mettons les choses au clair. Je ne suis pas gay, pas une poule mouillée ou un pédé, je suis un hétérosexuel normal de 30 ans, d'accord ! Alors pourquoi vous demandez vous si j'écris ceci vêtue d'une robe bleu foncé, de bas noirs avec porte-jarretelles, d'une culotte bleu clair avec un motif à pois b... read more
J'ai eu une très belle vie. À seulement 24 ans, je travaillais déjà pour une grande multinationale qui gagnait beaucoup d'argent. Je vivais dans mon propre appartement spacieux dans un quartier chic de Bangalore. Ajoutez à cela, je sortais avec la fille du PDG. La vie ne pouvait pas être meilleure q... read more
My name is Philip. I am married to a beautiful woman called Helen, and a few days ago... I did something very stupid! My wife, her mother, her beautician, my P.A. from work, and any of their friends, (in fact, anyone that they choose,) are now completely in control of my life. They are my Mistres... read more
Malcolm was a middle manager in a small business in a large city. Malcolm led a pretty boring life; he in his forties, single, devoted to his work, he liked to keep himself fit, all of his family lived interstate except for his older sister who lived nearby, and he led a quiet social life. Malcolm h... read more
You know, I remember the first time I saw you. You lived in my street - you'd only moved in a few months before. I sort of knew you were around, but I don't ever really recall seeing you or meeting you. For a quiet cul-de-sac, we had more than our fair share of single women living around, and we'... read more
I had no idea what my girlfriend had planned for me that day - and if I did, I'd probably still have gone along with it. My birthday wasn't that special an occasion for me. I had no family and having recently moved, I'd no real friends in the city. But Gen was determined to give me a time to reme... read more
Coming Out Telling our wives wasn't easy especially for me who had seduced Shirley's gorgeous hetero husband by dressing up in my wife Doreen's lingerie and make-up and offering him full homo sex as a limp wristed effeminate lady-man. It was my first experience as a queer and when Frank asked me ... read more
A story by MicheleNylons (Michele continues to be used by prison inmates.) From Part V Harry leant over me and kissed me full on the lips. "That was worth every penny; you are one hot nurse," he laughed. Harry grabbed a handful of my clean white skirt and wiped his cock on it. The silver... read more
Although I was over qualified after I graduated and accepted a one as an Internet operations officer for one of the high street retailers. I was offered better jobs but I took the one with the retailers because it paid reasonably well and more importantly meant that I would have to relocate down to ... read more
Steve asked me if I'd like to come to our school reunion. We were both twenty and being schoolmates seemed a long time ago. I agreed before he told me it was fancy dress. 'Your girlfriend, Sally's ok about this?' I ask dubiously. I knew Sally well, not that we got on particularly and she was ph... read more
I think I must be one of the happiest men ... women ... people alive. I scarcely know what I am any more; neither do I care. My beloved friend Garnet shares that same opinion with regard to his ... her own position. I'm quite sure that our companions, Opal and Sapphire, are also absolutely content w... read more
I was about to marry my childhood sweetheart Paula Rother. I loved her and she loved me but it hadn't been straightforward. After school she went to Manchester University while I went to work at a local accountants as a lowly paid junior clerk. She said we where inseparable but during the two years ... read more
I didn’t expect such a reaction from my stories, it was unbelievable! I was seriously surprised when Paul wrote to me and told me about how he liked my stories and that he lived fairly close to me. He lived just across the Czech/Austrian border, in Vienna. He had visited Prague in the pas... read more
Sam Nichols had a comfortable, reasonably well paid job in a computing firm called Stewart Computing. He was twenty two and had recently graduated college and had been lucky to find such a good job in the firm on the edge of San Diego, just a couple of hours drive away from where his parents still l... read more
My story is nothing new, like most girls who used to be boys I knew from an early age that I was different to all my school friends. My dad was a thug of a man, who enjoyed the physical battle of the rugby pitch as much as the post match booze up, but I took after the mother who died giving birth to... read more
I'd been best friends with Brad since coming to the US from England as a child. We met at school and since those early years did everything together. He was very outgoing whereas I was passive. Now in our thirties we are still best of friends and even work in the same company. Brad loved motorcycles... read more
A story by MicheleNylons (Crossdresser must comply with jailhouse heavy.) "You!!!" Eddie screamed through the bars, then laughed. "Well done girls, quite a show, I really enjoyed that; and so did Michele obviously," he said snickering and pointing at the tent in the front of my skirt caused by... read more
