Detention Lara, as Laurence Little called herself while en femme, muted the Beast and mulled his proclamation banning travel from China. Her parents’ trip to visit her mom’s family in Wuhan, scheduled to end days later, would be indefinitely extended. So she could continue live streaming softcore femboi porn to her coterie of fans from the comfort of her bedroom. She tweeted “live show at 5 pm ET,” took off her make-up an...

I was at home, upstairs in the bathroom where the light is best at mid-morning. My hands shook slightly as I put on makeup, desperate not to smudge it or get one eye different to the other. As I worked, I remembered online tutorials and the advice of girlfriends. There was so much to consider! From foundation skin tone to the amount to apply; from the right shade of blusher – which I’d learned should match my natural inne...

6. Farmed Out The farm is dark and silent. The light I saw comes from a lamp atop a huge empty barn with a corrugated roof. The other buildings slump around me. Some are ancient, some more modern although those are shabbier. There is a thick, fertile smell of hay. The silence unnerves me, even as I stand panting in the courtyard. “Hello?” I call. This is ridiculous – I am calling like I don’t want to disturb anyone out of...

This chapter is from My Black Bob - a novel of trans erotic adventure. Click on my profile for a link to the rest! x I drift through Brighton, the fresh morning light clean and almost platinum in its glorious pale intensity. It’s Sunday and I have been conscious – often more than conscious, thanks to a cocktail of chemical enhancements I barely remember – for at least twenty-four hours. My underneath is a lovely combinati...

I sit in Dylan Rey’s hair salon on Tunbridge Wells High Street and stare at my new little black bob. I worried it wouldn’t suit my face, that I wouldn’t be able to manage the upkeep, and that at thirty-six I was too old. Scariest of all, if I didn’t have long hair would I look blokey – the perennial risk for a transgender woman? But it is the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen. A chunky, straight fringe hangs from a smal...

I could feel his hot breath on my face as my red lips slowly retreated. He drew air in through his nose, savouring my perfume and smiling back at me. My hands left his crotch and gently moved up along his tight torso. The slightly contoured muscles felt warm through the stiff cotton shirt. My long fingernails complicated the unbuttoning of his shirt, but I approached my goal one button at a time, all the while saturated w...

Amy said, “So I think you are going to need to take next week off from work. I guess you could go to work with your new look if you want to but I am doubting you will want to subject yourself to the ridicule and questions about your look. You should get some sleep so you are ready to go in the morning. Have coffee made by seven and make sure you shave your face and body again.”I simply nodded my head in agreement and said...

My wife and I get together with our neighbors to play cards to play cards about once a month. We generally have a good time but there are no stakes involved. For a poker player like me who is accustomed to gambling for large amounts of money playing just for fun is a little, well… boring. One night about a month ago, I tried to make the game a little interesting by including some drinking. We started the night playing pit...

This past Halloween I took advantage of a chance to attend a charity Halloween ball. I had to travel for business to a city in upstate New York for a few days, and my first day there I saw an advertisement for an annual Halloween costume ball taking place in the mansion of local philanthropist. The annual party raises a significant amount of money for a designated charitable foundation. This year all proceeds were designa...

Every year a city about an hour away from where I live hosts a big charity costume party that coincides with Mardi Gras. I had decided to attend the event as my female persona, Tessa. Since I don’t get many chances to go out in public I decided I was gong to go all out for this event. For the last two months I had been on a strict diet, more like starvation but I knew the results were going to help me with my transformati...

Whenever I would masturbate, which was quite often, I loved to create the most outrageously imaginary fantasies, often losing myself within those fantasies where time seemed to pass at a different rate stretching to an infinite horizon. The actual physical act of masturbating and the fantasy that accompanied it was only a small part the actual fantasy which I had created years earlier and had been continuously adding to s...

When I awoke the next morning sun was shining in through the windows, bathing my golden hair in its rays. I got up quickly, but careful not to wake my lovers. The nice weather made me think that we would soon have to leave the cabin and my taste of life as a girl would be over. Regretting this, I was determined to make the best of my morning with them. I went to the bathroom and once again treated my body with the uttermo...

I do not know how long I sat there gazing into the flames and sipping wine in complete peace. The wind outside was far away in my mind, but suddenly a huge bang broke the silence. The door flew open and slammed into the wall. Rain swept through the small cabin and sprayed me with icy cold droplets. I nearly fainted from shock, and the noise from my pounding heart overshadowed the howling of the wind. Two dripping wet, dar...

I always wanted to be a girl.Every time I saw those pretty girls prancing around the college campus I’d become green with envy. Their feathery skirts caressing glossy thighs. Long, silken hair cascading across bare shoulders. High heels clicking on the pavement as they paraded their fit asses in front of all the guys. They were allowed to be sexy, and no one would stop them. And the warm summer days would convince even th...