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London, when the sun was shining, was one of my favourite places in the world. The good weather changed the vibe of the city, and although people still kept to themselves, it was clear that everyone just seemed a little bit happier and walked with a little extra spring in their step. Wearing denim shorts sporting a few rips from the wear and tear over the years and a faded yet treasured Linkin Park tour tee shirt, I enjoyed the feel of the sun on my pale skin as I walked through Hyde Park on my way to meet my best and longest friend Steve. I know that Steve had opted to take the underground, but on a day like today, that seemed like madness. Why travel on a train crammed full of people on …

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My life as Bianca was rapidly progressing to the point of my never being a man again. My stepmother had reported that I as a man was abducted by a few men. The Columbian police had searched for six months, and they had called off the search. It helped that the captain was a family member, who was clued to the fact that I was in the process of becoming a woman. He made sure he had the necessary paperwork to get a new identification and a new birth certificate for me. My stepmother and grandmother both made me into a beautiful young woman. They had arranged for a surgeon to give me a set of breast implants and hip implants to get a full-figure body shape. I now had the measurements of thirty-eight, Twenty-two, …

From Eighteen Years Old Boy to Lesbian Secretary Part 6 Read More »

Now I look back on it, my boss Megan was into me from the moment I joined. I remember her being so kind on my first day, constantly popping back to my desk to make sure everything was okay. At one point, as she was helping me get set up on my computer, she leaned in really close, her hand resting for what seemed like ages on my thigh. But I put it down to her being a really tactile person. Some people just are. Plus, I didn’t mind her getting up close and personal, as she was hot. I guessed she was around forty, which made her ten years my senior. She was a little taller than me at five foot eight, and with really sexy big breasts and an ass I just wanted …

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I began to slowly step across the plush pink carpeted floor, and feel the most intense desire to be a girly girl that I had ever had. The slight tug of the silk stockings and garter belt against the silky touch of my chemise under the skirt on my legs and the bounce of the fake breasts were only adding to the way I was feeling. The pink satin blouse with its contrasting black mesh sleeves completed the sexy secretary look that my stepmother had dressed me up as. My long jet-black hair was tastefully in a curly mass piled on the top of my head, and my makeup was still flawless as if it was just done. The bedroom that I was in kept telling me that I was no longer a boy and …

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I was locked in the same corset for six hours, and the corset was really beginning to be unbearable. I was going to be in it for the foreseeable future and I was unable to do anything about it. I also realized that my stepmother had put a good pair of gaff panties on my body. I looked like a woman down there now. I slowly realized that I was no longer tied to the bed. I slowly got up as the corset was really hard to get into a sitting position in. My stepmother had to help me get dressed for the day. She chose a black lace bra that matched the gaff panties I was wearing. She proceeded to slip a camisole on over the whole set of my lingerie. Next, she had …

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I sat in the living room of my apartment, watching television. My phone rang, and I answered the call. “Hi, Mike, it’s Greg,” my friend said. “Hey, Greg. What’s up?” I replied. “Not much. What’s going on with you?” “I finished working, and I’m watching the news.” I worked from home as a help desk tech for an MSP. When I graduated college, I applied and was hired. After six months of training, I started taking calls and helping clients with computer problems. The work was easy, and I could choose my hours, provided I handled several tickets daily. “Do you have plans for tonight? A few friends are getting together at my place tonight. Are you up to a party?” “I don’t have plans. What time?” I said. “We’re getting together at seven. I …

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I’d worn an absolutely killer dress just to make sure I got what I was looking for that night. Dancing under the lights I could feel eyes all over me, and as the evening progressed men became bolder and bolder about approaching. This one was athletic, sexy and had all the right dance moves, at least just enough to get me to allow him to lead me off the dance floor to the bar. I’d let him buy me a drink. “I don’t think I’ve seen you here before,” he said, moving close to me. I was happy he seemed to be aggressive and confident. “Ah, so you’re a regular,” I said. “Regular enough to know a woman who stands out. That dress is stunning on you.” He smiled. “What brings you here?” “Just in …

He Didn’t Know I Was Trans… Read More »

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 me in direct competition with famous models and porn actresses. Furthering that despair was my idea to wear a domino mask to conceal my identity, thinking it would make me look chic rather than foolish. The other feelings stemmed from the way the models had been treating me.  The excitement and horniness, however, sprang from my sexual fantasy of being objectified by complete strangers as I acted like a slutty vixen, …

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It was a nice autumn day in New Hampshire and a few of my college friends thought it would be nice to dine at a new restaurant. The leaves were turning their bright colors and the temperatures were still in the low sixties, making it perfect evening weather. I had pretty much been a recluse the whole semester as I spent all my time studying and had little time for socializing. I really needed a break, and I was glad my friends encouraged me to join them. Upon arriving at the restaurant, we were met by the maître de and seated at a nice table overlooking Lake Sunapee. The sun was low in the sky, and it was promising to be a spectacular sunset. We chatted about nothing and waited for our waitress to take …

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