The taxi dropped us off right outside the villa at 9am. It was already a beautiful day, the sun glistening in the pristine Spanish sky. Eager to change out of my outfit that I'd worn for the plane journey over, I left Billy to pay the driver and headed straight inside, wheeling my suitcase behind me. Inside the villa it was palatial. The walls were white stone, the ceiling fifteen feet from the ground, and the furniture l...

"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...

Dan Becomes Dawn – Part 2 By Kathi Jo Daniels Chapter Eight: Time for Work Sunday, September 12, 2004 I woke Sunday morning, got up, made the bed, showered, shaved, and put on panties and a bra. After applying makeup, I chose an elbow-sleeve A-line dress in white with blue panels and shoulders and white sandals. Then, I put on my wig and finished with small hoop earrings. I packed everything and put my suitcases by the be...

Chapter One: The Invitation Monday, August 30, 2004 I received a call from an investment group partner asking me to travel to Steamboat Springs, Colorado, to evaluate a mortgage purchase. We rotated through the group, and it was my turn, so I started making plans. I lived in the Denver metro area for several years, and this would be a good time to visit some old friends. Searching through my old contacts list, I came to a...

Naked, skinny Jeanie patiently sat on the footstool with perfect posture while her husband, Billy, brushed and combed her very long, silky hair. Billy was not technically naked because he had on a pair of second-hand, nude, six-inch D’orsay pointed-toe pumps. His recently drained, hairless balls swung lifelessly under his shrunken penis, which was still propped up by the left-behind steel sounding rod. Vera, Billy’s siste...

Daniel pulled his car round the back of the shops and looked at the somewhat battered door that led up to his new home. “Home sweet home,” he said sarcastically. After the breakdown of his marriage, and being somewhat financially impoverished despite his middle management job. The ridiculous housing market in the area had meant he had found himself moving from a nice detached place in a leafy suburb into a small flat abov...

“Baby, I’m leaving now. I’ll call you later to see how you are doing.” Mrs. McCall snatched her valise from the kitchen chair, then scooped her keys off the table. "Yeah, okay," came a mumbled reply. “I should be home around six tonight. Bye, Baby,” the well-dressed businesswoman called upstairs. Allen lay in bed with the blankets pulled up under his chin and listened to his mommy’s station wagon start and back out of the...

I was now twenty-three, had left university, and had found a job in the city. My retired parents had bought a second home in the countryside, where they spent most of their time. This meant I would often have weeks alone back home in London, giving me the freedom to dress as Sissy Ami for almost all my private time. Every evening, I would get home from work, strip down to the panties I had been wearing underneath my men's...

James is a thirty-five-year-old history professor at a large state school. He’s been happily married for the last three years. His wife, Amy, is a corporate executive and is the breadwinner of the house. What you’re probably more interested in is that she’s a bombshell. Specifically, she’s 5’11 with CCs, a tight body, long blonde hair, and an amazing ass. Some say her looks resemble that of Margot Robbie. James was only 5...

The next few weeks went by in a blur. My mother accepted a new job in another city, and we busied ourselves with preparations to move. I had never made any really close friends in school, so moving did not concern me that much. Maybe a new start would be good for all of us. During that time, I thoroughly enjoyed wearing my new panties each day. I relished sliding a clean pair of silky nylon panties on each morning after m...

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...

The sound of her heels clicking against the hardwood floor echoed through the silent house. Amanda stood in the doorway of the living room, her arms crossed, a knowing smirk playing on her lips. In her hand, she held it—the frilly black-and-white sissy maid uniform, complete with the tiny white apron and lace-trimmed stockings. She didn’t even have to say a word. John, sitting on the couch with a beer in hand, froze the m...