Monday morning, Tim wakes up, still resting on Abbie’s boob.  He so wants to wake her to take things a little further, but he also notices the time.  He does need to sprint home in time to get showered and dressed for work.  Tim leaves a note saying he will see Abbie on the bus shortly and quietly leaves so Abbie can sleep the extra half hour. He is at his stop on time and enters the bus to join Abbie at ‘their seat’ as h...

I am a trans girl, meaning, I dress and act like a girl, but I still have my cock and balls and my girlfriend Kate, is a lesbian.  I had never been in a long committed relationship with anyone before, and we were thrilled. Kate was a few years older than me and very much the dominant person in our relationship, which was perfect, as I was always very submissive. Most of our friends were her friends, and we would mainly en...

From the very first night with Kate, I knew I wanted to be with her every day. She accepted me from the very beginning for who I was. Kate was a lesbian, so I knew that she thought of me as a girl, a girl with the benefits of a permanent strap-on dildo. We lived in a very conservative state, but there are a few gay and lesbian bars in the area, and Kate was well known in every single one.  ----- A little bit more about Ka...

“Mom, what am I going to do about Jason?” My daughter sat facing me seated at my kitchen island with a troubled yet familiar look upon her face. It was the same look I’d seen when she was doing poorly in a class or when one of her friends slighted her. The circumstances were quite different this time, however. She was thirty years old and had just found out that her new boyfriend was a racist, homophobic scumbag. Oh, he s...

They finally go to sleep that night, holding each other as now is their habit.  Both find having Abbie snuggled up against Tim’s chest and stomach, his cock just against her crack is their favorite way to sleep. Sunday sun rises and they stir from sleep.  While Abbie has the question on the tip of her tongue all last night, she held back from asking it.  But now, as they lie together arm in arm adjusting to the new day, s...

I was in a daze. My boyfriend Luke had just walked out on me at the bar. He was ashamed and afraid to be with me as a trans girl. I was devasted, sad, angry and defeated. Kate, the beautiful waitress at the bar, sat down beside me and handed me a large glass of red wine. I realized just then that I was at Kate’s apartment. I glanced around the room. It was charming and eclectic, albeit a bit cluttered. I looked back at Ka...

What is dating like for a young trans, femboy? One word: Difficult. It is tough to meet people in real life. Firstly, the internet is not real life. I learned that the hard way with trolls and online bullying. Now, I found some great people on the internet; Max, James, Brian, Jasmine, Trixie, Tasha, Reese. I have only met a few actually in person, and they all went very well, but again, not real life. Dating apps go like...

Tim wakes up early, realizing he is still holding Abbie on his chest.  He rubs Abbie’s back and works his way down to massage her ass cheeks.  He realizes with the two spankings of Abbie’s bottom, he is getting very attracted to doing that when needed.  The feel of Abbie’s ass cheeks, its softness, and yes, even how it glows when spanking it.  Tim feels the heat emanating from her bum after the previous night’s punishment...

I had been corresponding with Max for over eight months now and he was coming to my city to meet with me.   When the day finally arrived, the butterflies were making me nauseous. I told Beverly, my best friend's mother, about the meeting and she insisted on driving me, meeting Max, and checking the situation out for my safety. Beverly helped me pick out a dress and it took me forever to decide. I must have tried on everyt...

Hello. I was born a Samuel, and now I go by Samantha or Sam, to make things easier for my friends. For anyone that hasn't read the first two parts of my story, I would encourage you to take a look at them. I was living at my best friend, Greg's house for three weeks now. Every day, I was dressed as and lived life as a girl. I was accepted by his entire family, even Greg's father who was in the military. Beverly, Greg's mo...

Tim wakes about six am the next day.  His arms still around Abbie, and she is cuddling up against him. This is a fantastic feeling. Tim has never spent a night with anyone before. He stretches a little and sees the back of Abbie’s lovely neck right below him. Tim doesn’t want to wake Abbie, but can’t resist. He leans and kisses that tender spot at the back of her neck. Abbie stirs in her sleep, and almost a purr comes out...

Like most people, they find the internet is a way to explore their sexual desires in private and with anonymity.  I had no one to talk to about my need to wear women’s clothing. I didn’t know how to explore my sexual feelings and desires other than the web. I was still deep in the closet, and my parents wished I stayed in there forever. Luckily my family wasn’t very clingy, and they left me alone in my room for the most p...

Tim wakes up Thursday morning, so rested, considering the few hours of sleep he had.  Then his mind takes over and reminds him of what happened yesterday.  He is a bit sore from all the physical labor he did, but remembering last night with Abbie sends shudders through him. He wants a sexual and loving relationship with Abbie.  Both of them equals, well actually her leading him down this new undiscovered path they find th...

“Abbie, what is wrong?  What has upset you?  Tell me what I can do to make it right,” Tim begs of her. Abbie finally calms herself enough to gasp out, “Take me home, Tim, I will explain there.” Tim, with his arm around her, holding Abbie tight against him as he carries her laptop case on his other arm, they make their way down the blocks from the train station to Abbie’s flat.  Once there, Tim takes Abbie to the couch and...

When did I start feeling the need to dress in women's clothing? I am sure it is similar to most people. It started early on when I found a pair of my mother's panties on the bathroom floor. I had just stepped out of the shower, and I slipped them on. They were sheer silk black panties. They felt cool to my skin, and I immediately became erect. I heard my mother coming, so I quickly took them off and threw them back onto t...