Douche Stories

I had always had a fascination for T.Girls and Tranny's, and after having had a brief encounter with Susan, a T. Girl, who had bought a house in the street where I lived, it became a bit of an obsession. I knew that there would soon be another chance to get together with Susan, but I decided to look online for other possible contacts. I found a free, contact website for T.Girls and male admirers that had hundreds of membe...

My name is Arun and I am a forty-five-year-old single bisexual male slut. I wasn’t always this way and my gradual transition to this state of mind has required a deeper understanding of my needs and desires. I can’t say there is one specific moment where I knew that I was a slut. Rather it’s been a gradual process of experiences, the projections of others and personal reflections. I was born and raised in the UK. My paren...

Smelly Little Tranny Mutant John tells me not to shower before I come over because he wants to smell the real me. Ever loyal and thorough, I spend the Friday before I visit him in a series of nerve-wracking sales meetings that burn my deodorant off in seconds. I then head out for a few drinks with workmates, which inevitably turn into quite a lot of drinks. At the end of the evening, I cop off with a barman who’s had his...