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Indian Porn SitesConsequences III: So Damn Unpretty By Myria Still angry, I slammed the door to my apartment closed and stormed into the living room. Tossing my coat over the back of the couch I sat down and kicked off my heels - my feet were killing me. Dammit, why did things have to be so complicated, hadn't I been through enough? I grabbed a tissue from the box on the end table, nearly knocking over the lamp in the process, and, heedless of my make-up, wiped my tears. Guys, Christ! They...
When I was growing up I would spend my summers on my grandparents farm in NC. Its where I had the greates time of my life, the first time i saw the Bull and his balls that hung down to the ground. I was surprized he didn't kick them when he walk, and when I saw him get hard before doing his thing with the cows I almost fainted. My grandma saw me and laughed, she said don't worry not all men are that big thank god she added. I saw the pigs, goats and etc do it. The farm has a small river behind...
"... so damned unpretty..." blared out of the radio, as TLC's once famous song brought me back to a time 15 years ago... "Why In the hell do you like me?" Linda asked. "Because You are lovable sweetie!" I stated, wondering why she could never understand that I could love her. "What do you mean? All I am is an ugly freak!" She began to cry. Holding her to my shoulder, I recalled what my mom once said to me 2 years ago. Being a guy of 16, I couldn't understand why she felt this...
I assume you are here to see lots of lovely women show off their goods… and when I say ‘lovely women’, what I really mean is ‘Young Pretty Hoes’, which is essentially the name of this subreddit. I think the title should already tell you what the fuck to expect, and unless you are a moron, you will be able to take the hint.However, there is a lot more about r/YoungPrettyHoes/ and Reddit.com, in general, you might not know, and that is where I come in. If you would like to learn more about...
Reddit NSFW ListHello my name is Natalie and am new hear and I will be doing a series off sex story’s on my real life experiences To start with I will answers a couple off questions yes I have been a bit off a slut or a slag or a whore what ever you like to label me I don’t care as the dirtyest ones have the most fun Plenty off story’s to come as I have sleep with about 500 men and 150 woman as I am bi sexual 90% off my story’s on hear though will be the men that’s been in my life will only tell about the...
Chapter 1 - Prelude: Serena's Problem Hi, I'm Dave. You don't know me, but there's not very much to know about me. I am an engineer, and I work in one of the most powerful companies in the whole world...no, I can't say its name. I'm 25, and so I'm younger than my average collegue. I don't know what I'm doing around here, with a salary with more than 6 figures, but they say I'm pretty smart. During the interview they made me do one of that strange tests, and they say my IQ is 148....
Robert’s made happy Donna waited anxiously in the arrival hall for her husband. “I am going to be the biggest slut for Robert, and he’d better act accordingly!” she reminded, convinced, herself over and over again as she shivered in the chilly hall. The short skirt was too cold for the just slightly warmed hall. However, she did look hot in it. She stood tall in her black high heels and shifted seductively from one leg to the other. Underneath her half open jacket her tight red blouse and...
Growing up on the outskirts of Philadelphia, Graham had always looked forward to spending the summer at the beach with his family. The Jersey shore may mean big hair and Guidos everywhere else but for him it meant the boardwalk and miniature golf, pure family fun. Ocean City, Wildwood and Cape May were indelibly burnt into his c***dhood memories. However, this year it looked grim for any family fun.Sitting on the couch, the evening news played in the background as he ran things over in his...
Please note : This story is completely fictional! Dave Matherson was in his late thirties, thirty-seven to be exact. It had been about three years since Dave had even touched another woman, much less had sex. His wife had died 18 years ago, while giving birth to his daughter, Garnet. Dave didn't blame Garnet for his wife's death, it wasn't entirely her fault. She was only an infant, it wasn't like she had killed his wife, her mother, on purpose. Sure, he had gone on a few dates, but none of...
IncestPretty Girl's Curls 1. I was saddened when I heard that my Aunt Rose had died but puzzled by the news that I was needed at the reading of the will. My Aunt and I had been distant relations at best, and except for one summer that I stayed with her when I was ten, we had seen each other only two or three times in the years since. Don't get me wrong. I loved Aunt Rose dearly. She was a sweet, sweet woman. For years she had run her little beauty salon which she called Pretty...
Being Happy I've always found it pretty easy to be happy. Of course, it didn't hurt that I had gotten a good job right out of college or that I had the sort of body that drew girls like flies to honey (and they were always willing to eat my honey). But then one day, everything changed, and it threatened to take away all that happiness I had gotten used to. It started when I stepped out of my apartment building and found myself staring at a tight, round ass. A girl in tight...
My parents had one c***d, a boy, me. Many times I overheard them talking about me and how they wished I was a girl. I always felt a twinge of pain when I heard them say that but they loved me, always treated me very well and never said anything to my face so I pretty much ignored it. When I think back maybe dad’s parents felt the same way since he was an only c***d also. In retrospect it would explain dad’s secret hobby, as he and mom called it. It was a secret, or so mom and he thought but I...
Warning: This totally fictional story contains some affectionate scenes between a mother and son that some might take to be incestuous. I would never in real life condone any behavior of this sort, but as a harmless fantasy it does seem to intrigue many people. If you don't like that sort of thing or you're under 18, please don't read any it. Positive comments are more than welcome. I'm [email protected] Mommie's Pretty Panties By Marcie Manseau Chapter One - All He Had...
This is my first erotic story, please be kind. ;) I cannot claim that I came up with the method of transformation. You should thank Jennifer GH as her 'Just a simple doodle' is what inspired me to write the following. I did try to contact her, without luck. Should she see this or if you know her I would really love to hear feedback from the author of the original work. Swiped Disclaimer: If you are under the age of legal consent from where you are connecting then you should not be...
A Pretty Sissy Bridesmaid Preface. This is my third attempt at TG fiction, following the first two chapters of my other story, The Dress Shop (third chapter is on the way soon, following an extended writing hiatus!), and another story which is (as yet) unpublished on FM. First of all, I'd like to address the fact that the story below is very much a 'genre piece'. That is, it knowingly contains many of the stereotypical plot contrivances that the majority of TG fiction...
This is a force feminized baby story and not for the sweet/sentimental reader. All standard disclaimers apply and may be downloaded for personal use only. Any other use strictly prohibited unless approved by the author. Part 1 should be read first. Constructive comments appreciated at [email protected]. My Pretty Dolly Part 2 By Cheryl Lynn Allen rolled over coming fully awake as he felt the cold icky mess covering his groin shift. The smell was making him nauseous...
Pretty in Pink: Mum and Dad had been listening to us argue and Dad finally interrupted us. "I'll tell you what," he said. "If your Mum has no objections we can settle this argument once and for all!" Mum looked at Dad and smiled. "Are you thinking what I'm thinking Edward?" she asked. "If Riley can take a holiday as Kate, why not let Philippa take a holiday as Phil!" "Sounds like a plan to me!" said Philippa. "I want to know what it feels like to be so inferior that you can...
My wife and I came to St Croix in the U.S. Virgin Islands for our twentieth wedding anniversary and enjoyed it so much, we decided to stay. I found a lucrative job selling condos on the Island while my wife took her money from her retirement program to open up a jewelry store selling locally-made Caribbean items. My wife’s younger sister, Miriam, and her husband, Maurice, talked about coming to visit us but we didn’t think they were very serious about doing so. I had just dropped my...
Jason's Day in the Pretty Boy Boutique Part 2: In Sissy Lingerie The story so far: Veronica Boothroyd has delivered her stepson Jason into the hands of Alicia Presswell, the manageress of the Pretty Boy Boutique, where he will work as a sissyboy assistant during his summer recess from college. The girl assistants, Kate and Serena, take photos of him dressed in his pretty uniform and showing an unwanted erection, so that he must do as he is told to prevent the photos being distributed...
Miriam Smith looked forward to her Friday nights with her fellow teachers from school. She and several of the other teachers got together for a ladies night out to let their hair down and celebrate the start of the cherished weekend. The pretty blonde wife taught English at the high school and enjoyed her work but she also enjoyed having a good time as well. She was definitely no ‘stick in the mud’ when it came to partying on the weekends. Sometimes the group went out for drinks at...
I couldn’t believe that Susan, my wife of two and a half years would really do this to me. Yet here I sat in the back seat of our Olds wearing a short blue satin cocktail dress. The slinky skirt kept riding up my smoothly shaven, nylon-clad thighs to display a provocative glimpse of pretty pink lace. Susan had insisted that I dress for the costume party from the skin out. Except for the girdle which held me tightly between my legs, my underwear was a matching set in the softest shade of...
Seven mini-fantasies about sweet and pretty girls who were not born as girls and the boys who love them. The spotlight falls on the transgendered girls' romantic hopes and dreams, their need for love and validation, their passions, and their most cherished wishes. Here are seven adorable shemales in all their luscious beauty. You are invited to expand any or all of these into full-fledged stories. Sweet and Pretty By Farah Daye ~1~ Have you ever seen a magazine or...
Pretty In Pink... A subsidiary of SRS By Anon Allsop She was eighteen and simply gorgeous. I worshipped the ground she walked on. I remember when she was about fifteen and sort of plain looking, I was only sixteen then. I loved everything about my big sister from her sweet disposition down to her beautifully sculpted body. I had been snooping around in my sisters room a few days ago and came across a bag from the mall with a few "interesting" items in it. Such as clothes, makeup,...
Pretty Boy By Gingerfred Man Chapter One -- Too Pretty What do you do when you're a boy and your genes made you pretty? Not handsome. Not boyishly cute. Pretty. It wasn't bad when I was a small boy. My mother would dress me androgynously and everyone would compliment her on her beautiful daughter. Sometimes Mama would correct people. Mostly she wouldn't. When I was old enough to know what was happening, I was very embarrassed. I was a boy, after all. And I wanted to be a...
The Secret Life of a Pretty Blonde Waitress by Rohmer Fan ~ "Hit me, babe," Candy said. I smiled and let my fianc? see me jokingly flex a bicep as I poured her an after-shift beer, a nice thick porter, her favorite. This was my third night of bartender training and I'd done just about everything by myself, which meant that my training was mostly finished. "Jake said I'm good to start picking up shifts," I said, trying to hide my excitement. Bartenders made a little more money than ...
Chapter 1: The Song Lyrics Pretty woman, walkin’ down the street Pretty woman the kind I like to meet Pretty woman I don’t believe you, you’re not the truth No one could look as good as you, mercy Pretty woman won’t you pardon me Pretty woman I couldn’t help but see Pretty woman that you look lovely as can be Are you lonely just like me Pretty woman stop awhile Pretty woman talk awhile Pretty woman give your smile to me Pretty woman yeah, yeah, yeah Pretty woman look my way Pretty woman say...
Lee woke to the feel of a hand sliding over her arse and acted instinctively. She rolled away from the hand, grabbed it in a vice-like grip and bent it backwards. Her brain finally registered whose hand it was so, she didn’t continue with what she was going to do. “Sorry,” she said and pulled on the hand before letting it go, so Sean could arrest his fall. He landed on his knees beside her. With one hand beside her head and the other by her other side. “Damn girl, remind me not to surprise...
Note : This story is completely fictional! A side note: Heidi’s Punishment Chap 2- “The Rules” was added in the Bisexual section accidentally, if you have not read it yet, you might want to. Thank you. They’d been on the road for a couple of days now, when something unbelievable happened. Heidi began to worship her Daddy, the way he wanted. But that wasn’t the strangest part, it happened late one day, on the last leg of their journey to their new home. Daddy allowed Heidi to rest in the car,...
IncestPRETTY EDITH By Geneva Edward is offered a chance for a transformation by a wealthy businessman in return for future help in a revenge scheme. He finds its course gets increasingly repugnant. The background of this story is that of my two earlier stories 'Plaything' and 'Remodelled', but written from the point of view of the character Edward/Edith. START It looked like just another weekend ahead for me but, as I tidied off my office desk, I heard the others discussing their...
Jason's Day in the Pretty Boy Boutique (Part 3 or 4) Part 3: In the Creaming Chair Lunchtime came not a moment too soon for Jason: his knees would buckle at any moment as he minced his way in his pink ruffled reins between rows of petticoats, dresses and high heeled shoes back to the staff dressing room, ordered from behind by Miss Presswell to keep his wrists bent, his chin down and his knees tightly together. "Take off his blouse and skirt," she told Kate once the door of the...
You see, my name is Amber, I'm fifteen and a half, and have never had a serious boyfriend. Guys don't seem to hit on me or even flirt. My friends tell me I'm cute, but they're girls. I need a guy's opinion. I've got the basics, I know that. I stand five foot three, have amber (of course) eyes, medium-length light brown hair, weigh one hundred and seven pounds and wear a size 34B bra. I know I don't have real large boobs but I look pretty good in the mirror and if I jump up in the...
Thanks to all those readers who have asked for more chapters in this series. I never thought of writing a series but because you have continuously asked for more from this story, I have done my best to comply. We all live multi-faceted lives (I don't have time to write but once or twice every other week) but I will try to write new chapters and follow-ups to my other stories too. Thanks again to all those readers who have emailed with kudos, I live and write for them. For those who write saying...
Mamaw walked out on Papaw recently. Nobody in the family saw it coming. We tried to figure it out, but none of us could put together as to why she did. It was very unexpected. Little did I know that my role as the only granddaughter would fill Mamaw’s void. I thought checking in on Papaw would be enough. Every day, after school, I would drive to Papaw’s house to make sure he was okay. After all, he was seventy years old and all alone now, so I figured having family near him once in a while...
IncestAuthors note: I wrote this right after reading "The cheerleader transform" and "The Cheerleader Transform part 2," I like them so much it made me want to write my own. I hope everyone enjoy my first project. I promise you are going to love it. Pre-chapter: Thomas droved to his college to talk to his professor about getting a C in a class. He really wanted a B instead. He walked into the science room, and saw his Professor "Mr. Walker, Mr. Walker. Hey I um wanted to ask why I got a C...
One of my earliest sexual memories is having a bath with my mother when I was about xxxx. We lived in a large, older two-story house in a quiet neighbourhood of the city. Our main bathroom had an old-fashioned claw-footed tub that you could fill up to your chin with hot, soapy water. Mom had me sitting between her legs, facing away from her. She had a bar of soap and, while she rubbed it gently over my body with one hand, she gave me a soap-suds massage with the other. I could feel her ...
SWEET AND PRETTY by FARAH DAYE ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Six little vignettes about sweet and pretty girls who are not totally girls and the boys who love them. The vignettes tell about the transgendered girls' romantic hopes and dreams, their need for love and validation, and their most cherished wishes. These sketches were written by Farah Daye, an artist living in the Deep South. Farah has blended little bits of her own history and some of her dreams into little sketches for you....
One of my earliest sexual memories is having a bath with my mother when I was about xxxx. We lived in a large, older two-story house in a quiet neighbourhood of the city. Our main bathroom had an old-fashioned claw-footed tub that you could fill up to your chin with hot, soapy water. Mom had me sitting between her legs, facing away from her. She had a bar of soap and, while she rubbed it gently over my body with one hand, she gave me a soap-suds massage with the other. I could feel her hard,...
My step-son’s grades had dropped drastically and it was all due to bullying. I would often see boys laughing at him when I picked him up and it had gotten so bad that he no longer wanted to attend school. I wanted him to get away from everything, so I had left him at his grandma’s home for the weekend. It would give me a chance to search his room for any clues as to what exactly was going on with him. I cared about his grades but I cared more about his well-being and happiness.I cleaned his...
TabooPretty Princess Petra is still a sexy slender tasty tender teen and daily dear doddie to mePretty Princess Petra is still so sweet at her daily duty to wake me up with her cup of teaPretty Petra serves me my morning tea and as hotly she sucks at my morning enormous erectionPretty Petra serves me for all my nice naughty sexy ideas to have some sexy pleasure togetherPrincess Petra loves my daily rituals for her to present herself for my intimate inspectionPrincess Petra loves my idea to bend over...
Princess Johna's faithful unicorn steed, Sparkle, teleported into the Dragon's den right behind the owner's unwilling guest. He used his horn to cut the ropes which were bidding his rider's hands. As Sir Dragon was preparing to react to his uninvited guest; the damsel, who was no longer in distress, jumped on the back of her faithful companion and got the lance from the side of the saddle. Princess Johna, the pretty pretty dragon slayer, said, as she was riding her charging unicorn...
It was embarrassing. As all the men stared at my now smooth pale girlish body. "My girlish body?!" How could this happen? I wanted to run away. But my male psyche couldn't control my own body anymore, I felt consumed by my female psyche. As I uncontrollably danced for what I thought was my "business partners." They fooled me slowly, asking to do small tasks that we're meant for secretary type instead of a business partner. It was small things at 1st, getting coffee or...
Pretty as a Picture By Cassandra Morgan Sometimes, all it takes is a photograph to put one's life into focus. I have lived as long now as I had before I saw the photo, but I have never forgotten it. I was a junior in high school at the time, one of those background students you barely noticed. I was an inconsequential football player for Forbes High School in a town called Smiths Station, Alabama, a quiet town just outside of Auburn. I was Ryan Sutton, but no could tell you that...
Introduction: He got what he wanted, but lost what he had… Part I Charlie and Janet had been married three years and they were very happy together. He was a successful business-to-business salesman and she was a loan closer for a large Texas regional bank. They purchased a home less than a year after they married in a suburb west of Dallas six miles from DFW International Airport. They worked hard and had more than enough money, not to mention Charlie had money when they married. Janet was...
MAKING CATHY HAPPY By Tammie Anne Freeman It wasn't fair. Why should I have to go summer school just because I didn't pass the state test to get into ninth grade? I had worked hard and got passing grades in eighth grade after having failed eighth grade the previous year. Now instead of summer fun I would have summer school. I would just as soon have dropped out of school, but my mother and dad insisted I remain in school. I didn't see the point. Even if I passed the state test...
SLAP HAPPY – Part 1HE STOOD naked, in the position he had been taught, while awaiting her appearance. That was rigidly upright, his hands clasped behind his back, resting on his bare buttocks. His feet were about a yard apart – an important part of the stance for what he knew was to come.He looked down at his body, and despite himself, felt a tremor of pride run through his athletic, bronzed frame. He worked out every day, often under her supervision. His...
The three of us spent a delightful morning in bed; I guess that sort of made up for not going down to the park. After lunch, we were all up in the Studio; the two guys from Midnight Oil arrived mid-afternoon, and we took a break to discuss possible songs for the end of Rocktober gig we would be having with them. “This sure is a cool setup you guys have here,” Martin Rotsey said. We knew the guys from Midnight Oil pretty well; like with most of the major Aussie bands. We all sat down to plan...
In truth, his entire existence was patently unremarkable. He was a thirty four year old, single, social awkward night watchman who still lived in the small, cheap apartment he had moved into eleven years before. He was not, however, a man without a desire for more. Throughout his life, he had tried to turn himself into the man he wanted to be. He had sought better jobs but, his shyness made him beyond horrible in interviews. Likewise, he tried frequently to find a woman but, with...
One day my neighbor came over and was crying because her mom yelled at her for wearing a bikini around the yard. She said her mom doesn't understand that she wants to feel pretty and she asked me if she was pretty. I told her she was very pretty and that any boy would be lucky to have her. Then, she asked me how she was pretty and what was so pretty about her. I started to tell her the simple stuff, like her smile and eyes were really nice. Then, she asked for more. At that moment I could feel...
Summary: Sean doesn't know much, being a virgin and all, but he knows one thing: that first time should be at least pretty perfect, with butterflies in his stomach and love at first sight. This is the reason why he doesn't want to just hook up and have sex, by frequenting gay bars, as his close friend suggests. When a sexy dangerous good-for-nothing punk lands in his bed, is not for sex, though, and he has no hopes that he could score with Max, who seems to be light years apart from everything...
You Sure Got A Pretty Mouth!I don’t know what pervert said it to my sister but I wish I could find him so I could shake his hand and thank him.I was home from college when my stepsister, Jenny, came home from high school in a huff. We were not really tight as her mom and my dad had only been married four years and I had been gone 2 of them at college. But she looked at me as a confidant and older brother. She felt she could come to me when she had problems and needed help. Twice in the last...
Pretty by Vickie Tern i. "Oh, I love this one -- just look here! This is it! Exquisite lace edging and a low bodice, lots of lift -- and look how discreetly the underwire is set in. It's almost invisible, yet it'll provide you all the support any girl'll ever need. This bra will absolutely make the most of your little boobies. Though come to think of it they aren't so...
"Never Trust the Pretty Ones" by Jennifer Brock I came back to my motel room feeling dejected. I'd been trying to find a target for my next big scheme and hadn't yet. My last con up in New York had been nearly perfect, and so I didn't want to follow up a big score like that with some penny-ante job. But so far I wasn't finding any good prospects in Atlanta, and it was the third big city I'd tried. It was the damn economy! I still had around fifty thousand in cash left so I didn't...
Pretty in Pink Part 2: "Edwina," Mum said to Dad, "if you're going to wear such a feminine dress you'll need some to borrow some lacey lingerie from your sister to go with it!" Mum went over to Aunt Charlotte's dresser and began to pick out some lingerie. "Let's see," she said laughing, "you'll need this, and this, and of course these, and definitely this!" Mum laid lingerie which matched the colour of Dad's dress on the bed. There was a camisole with lace trim, a short half slip...
Pretty in Pink Part 8: One day Mrs. Walsh, a friend of our family stopped by to visit. Martin, her son was my age and in Philippa and my class at school. We knew each other but he was really Philippa's friend. Mrs. Walsh said that Martin seemed to be getting along well in School and asked how I was doing. I told her I thought it was fun except for sewing class. "Yeah," I said, "I need to find another girl to help me finish this dress before I fail this class!" Mrs. Walsh...
I hated going to school. Ok, ‘hated’ maybe a bit strong. I didn’t mind most of it really. I’m smart enough that the work wasn’t hard, I was on the good side of average for both looks and athletics, and friends weren’t a problem. I was just social enough that the teachers ignored me, but not so social that my classmates paid me any attention. I sat in the back of the room, and was pretty much left alone. Which is pretty much where I wanted things. So, to be honest, the only thing I hated was...
Lisa, Bluest of Eyes, this is for you. … Loving Lisa’s Pretty Pink Pussy Petals (Part one) Tears Summer is a bitch when water is scarce. Hell, it hasn’t rained on our Western rangeland for months! If this drought doesn’t let up, I’m gonna have to start selling cattle. Damnit, this is a lot of responsibility for a guy of only twenty-one years in age! These are just some of the thoughts running through my mind as I was barreling down the long gravel road towards home. My...
House Sitting Pretty By Ellie Dauber (c) 2003 Looking back, I guess it was all my fault. My name, by the way is -- was -- Dan Hendrix. I worked as a salesman for Paxton Realty. In fact, I still do. We specialize in commercial real estate: office buildings, malls, warehouses, that sort of thing and we do sales, rental and maintenance. I've worked there since before Mary and I got out of community college about twelve years ago. Mary and I got married the week we graduated. She's a...