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Chapter 5 After a month Dr James and the Mistresses returned. They had deliberately stayed away to reinforce the bond of friendship between Veronica and me. As they removed my top harness, Dorothy led Veronica away. This was the unkindest cut of all and my stomach flipped with anguish at the thought of her coming ordeal. I sobbed piteously as Veronica was taken from my sight. Miss Lane tut-tutted and expressed annoyance at my emotional display but Dr James was more understanding as she gently removed the various dressings and fittings attached to my body. She smiled into my eyes. "Well Beverly; the big day is here. How do you feel about it?" I swallowed nervously and wiggled my hands that were still attached to my belt. "I'm not sure Doctor. I'm excited but nervous at the same time." "Well that's to be expected my little pet. Now let's see how our little gentleman friend responds shall we?" Gently she started to caress my organ whilst Miss Lane stood by with an anaesthetic injection in case things went wrong. I glanced nervously at the needle and shuddered with fear and anticipation. The months of abstention however, caused me to respond almost immediately to Dr James's skilful caress. As she felt the first stiffening she stopped. "Any pain Beverly?" "No Doctor. Not yet anyhow." She resumed her ministrations and I nodded my head to indicate that there was still no pain. Quite the contrary in fact, the sensations in my loins seemed to be magnified enormously. I tried to peer over my tutu screen but still could not see my penis. My penis roots were squeezing my vulva lips hard against the dildo still lodged in my vagina and my worried expression caught Dr James's eye. She studied the erection that I could feel beneath the tutu screen and she motioned to Miss Lane. Miss Lane fiddled with the hook and eye fastenings at my waist and gently removed my tutu screen. Immediately I peered down the cleavage of my unrestrained breasts and saw a monster organ totally unlike my dear little friend of so many months ago. I let out a squeal of shock as I gazed, mesmerised at the awful thing that reared angrily from my soft golden curls. It was totally at odds with the soft rounded forms of my thighs and hips and a tear ran down my cheek as I stared in horror at the wicked organ standing rigidly in front of me. It seemed to be like another being, totally divorced from my own soft feminine self. My anguish was noted and Dr James resumed talking as she gently put her arms around my shoulders. "Don't worry my darling. He's still a little swollen and bruised. In a couple of weeks he will have healed completely and assumed a slightly less ferocious countenance. I simply did a little bit of extra surgery to enhance his general presence. You'll soon grow to like him." She gently squeezed my organ as I continued staring down my cleavage at the huge addition to my loins. Miss Lane produced a tape measure and proceeded to check all the statistics. "Hmmm, nine to ten inches Beverly! Why that's an excellent development Beverly. Now let's see how the ejaculatory function performs." Miss Lane continued caressing my organ as Dr James switched on the keeper lodged in my vulva. Soon my orgasm was starting to boil through my loins. Huge pulsating tremors coursed along my penis as yet stranger additional twitches tickled deep inside my hips against my bladder. I described them to Dr James before my responses went automatic. "Don't worry my pet. That's only your prostate gland relocated inside you." With this last reassurance, I lost my nervousness and let my natural responses take over. The Sensations were like nothing I had ever experienced before. My hips began to pump and thrash as I strove to ejaculate. My vulva and labia lips clenched tight against the dildo as it buzzed away deep inside my very core. Suddenly I began to feel that old familiar twitch but it was not in the usual place. The ecstatic thrill of my climax seemed to lie deeper than before and my monstrous penis simply pulsed and throbbed with all the wonderful familiar sensations. I grunted and pumped as my orgasm coursed through my loins but no semen spurted from my penis despite my overwhelming sensation. I felt a distinct tickle around my vulva lips and I looked down, puzzled at the lack of a 'result' from my organ. As I lay panting on the bed Dr James and Miss Williams carefully investigated my groin area. Gently they pushed my rigid organ against my tummy and swabbed my saturated vulva lips. A knowing smile passed between them and I frowned nervously as the question formed in my mind. "Why didn't I come properly Doctor?" I gasped. Dr James smiled and gently kissed my brow. "Oh don't worry Beverly. Everything is exactly as I'd hoped. You've orgasmed perfectly." Miss Lane held up a little phial of semen as Dr James resumed talking. "Look at this. It's your seed. You?re still fertile and capable of fathering babies." I relaxed slightly as this news was revealed to me. 'At least I was still normal?. "Don't be frightened Beverly. You have functioned exactly as we wanted you to. It only remains for me to remove your dildo and complete an internal examination. Miss Lane, please pass me that spermicidal cream to spread into Beverly?s vagina." She gently rubbed the spermicidal cream up into my pussy and worked it around my dildo then she gently twisted the dildo and carefully eased it out. My hips started to twitch and sway as my female parts became horny. "Not now Miss Beverly,? admonished Miss Lane. "Young ladies are not supposed to squirm or react to a vaginal internal inspection. Embarrassment and nervousness are the emotions you should be feeling now." As Miss Lane spoke, Dr James suddenly whipped the dildo out with a dull 'plop'. The sensation in my groin was one of the weirdest I had ever felt. My labia and vulva lips came together with a loud 'kiss' and caused an urgent tickling sensation whilst inside my vagina there seemed to be a huge empty void desperately calling to be filled. The tickling of my vulva and labia lips caused my penis roots to become engorged again and this made my pussy somehow seem full at the mouth and yet, empty inside. It was the weirdest sensation and I squirmed confusedly on the bed. Dr James looked at me knowingly as she donned some surgical gloves and I then felt her skilful hands gently groping around inside me as they carefully checked the very core of my new being. I wriggled again and she frowned at me so I tried to suppress my pleasure. Finally, as I managed to remain still, she introduced an endoscope to the threshold of my new sex. Slowly she inserted the end and started working it slowly up my vagina. With my vagina still being 'slack' from the keeper, it took little effort to get the endoscope past my cervix and deep into the core of my womb. Everybody huddled around the monitor to study the view and I craned my neck in a vain attempt to see. Dr James smiled at me and thoughtfully turned the monitor towards me. It was a wonderful experience to see and feel my internal parts as the endoscope gently twisted and turned while Dr James patiently explained the various parts of my exciting new anatomy. Finally she straightened up. "Right. Has everybody had a good look? This won't be so easy if we have to do it again because Beverly?s organs and arrangements will tighten up as the healing process progresses. However, everything appears to be in order ladies and within a few days Beverly will be a fully functioning woman. You are young my dear and it will heal quickly." She gently removed the endoscope and motioned to the mistresses to undo my bonds. As Dorothy wheeled the equipment away Dr James helped me to sit up. "Now Miss Beverly I want you to very slowly close your legs together and carefully take a few steps across the room. Very slowly now, Miss Williams will help you." I gingerly slid off the table and leaned unsteadily against Miss Williams. I then tried to follow Dr James's instructions and started to wobble unsteadily forward. Some weird sensations in my groin immediately prevented me and caused me to clamp my thighs tight together. "Take smaller, more ladylike steps Miss Beverly. The surgery necessitated that some internal parts of your labia lips are still connected to your penis roots. Consequently there is a certain amount of friction between your labia lips and you will get erotic sensations if you take too large or too rapid steps. You will have to take small mincing steps for now. Once you've healed you?ll be able to walk in high heels but you will never be able to run for any great distance without becoming sexually aroused or excited. You might even give yourself an orgasm if you run." A sly smile passed between the doctor and the mistresses and I fretted as I resumed my first cautious steps as a full-blown girl. Slowly I continued across the room taking deliberately short mincing steps as my sex lips squeezed and brushed together. I could distinctly feel them and I tried to walk from the knees without opening my thighs. This however, caused a ridiculous gait, and made me look like a duck. Dr James laughed softly as she put her arms around me. "Don't worry my pet. Your labia and vulva are particularly sensitive at the moment because of all the surgery and because you are about to menstruate again within a few days. They will gradually settle down and become a little less sensitive but you will always get some slight sensations when you walk. You may think of them as my permanent little reminder of your ascent into womanhood for they will stay with you always." I had now completed one crossing of the room and I collapsed sweating into a chair. As Dorothy gently sponged me down with a towel, the excitement had caused my penis to become erect again. As I sat there gasping and trying to appear demure in my nudity, this huge and unladylike pole started to grow from my girlish hips and groin. I stared helplessly at my angry organ and contemplated the grotesque incongruence of my appearance. The mistresses only smiled however, and moved in closer to inspect. Miss Lane gently grasped it as it hardened then became rigid with excitement and I simply blushed scarlet with feminine embarrassment as the door opened. Dorothy had returned with Veronica, who was now, like me, completely naked after having had her harness removed. Dr Lane turned and spoke to her. "Miss Veronica, go and help your friend with that erection whilst I discuss what surgery will be suitable for you after your original indiscretions that precipitated all this." So saying, she and Miss Lane left whilst Dorothy and Miss Williams led Veronica over to my chair. They lifted Veronica onto my lap and provided two little stools for her to rest her feet on. Veronica had a look of terror as she realised the increased size of my newly erected organ. She lurched away from me as she pleaded with the mistresses. "Oh no! No, no! I'll never be able to take all that. It's huge, no please! Oh my god!" "Don't be silly Miss Veronica," scolded Miss Williams, "your vagina is designed to pass a full term infant; it will easily accommodate that little thing." With that Miss Williams produced a little cane and swished it smartly across Veronicas soft tender bum. Such was her fear of Miss Williams and her punishments that Veronica elected for the penis. She looked nervously into my eyes and whispered softly. "Please Bev, don?t move or thrust or anything until I see what I can take." I mouthed ?yes? silently and she gently lowered her body slowly onto mine. As her tender sex touched mine I twitched anxiously and she stiffened nervously. She turned to look at Miss Williams over her shoulder. "Please Miss Williams ma'am, I not ready for this yet. Can I get prepared?" "Very well young lady," snapped Miss Williams. "Dorothy, please be so kind as to reach under Miss Beverly's crotch. I'm sure that you'll find what Miss Veronica needs. Get up please ladies and Miss Beverly please raise your bottom." As we obeyed this command Dorothy swiftly reached under my new pussy and collected some of my honey-juice from my dripping labia lips. She then rubbed it around Veronica?s pussy and helped to excite her clitty. Veronica?s pussy soon became wet enough for her feminine requirements and Dorothy indicated this with a nod to Miss Williams. Miss Williams swished her cane menacingly again. "Now young ladies, let's get started again shall we?" Nervously Veronica repositioned her love tunnel over my embarrassing monster and slowly lowered herself onto its tip. "Please don't move," she beseeched me as she gently parted her love lips and carefully initiated entry. I tried to help by supporting her soft bottom with my hands and then gently grasped a nipple in my lips. I knew that this helped to get Veronica horny and it would ease the passage of my cruel weapon into her innermost core. As I glanced over Veronica?s shoulder I caught Dorothy and Miss Williams smile and squeeze each other?s hands as they watched us. I realised what was going on between them and whispered as much into Veronica?s ear. "Take all the time you want Vee. Those two are well away and will probably enjoy the prolonged show." I felt Veronica tense up a little as she realised that the maid and mistress were getting their cheap thrills from our efforts, but I hugged her gently and resumed caressing her bottom as I reassured her with my lips on her nipple. Slowly I felt some more juice start to seep from Veronica?s pussy and she made another effort to increase the penetration. She managed to get about three inches inside her then she stopped and whispered in my ear. "It's awfully tight Bev. I'll have to wait like this for a while and then try some more." I tried to sit still but the delicious sensations of Veronica?s tight young pussy caused alarming sensations in my cock and pussy. Veronica was beginning to sag and I had to help support her some more as her knees began to give. The wriggling and struggling caused her love tube to twist and swivel as we tried to readjust our positions. Veronica felt my penis twitch and she tensed as she squeezed my shoulders anxiously "Don't move please!" she whispered, "it's still hurting a little." I tried to think of things non-sexual but my libido kept bringing me back to the delicious sensations around my rigid organ. My arms were beginning to ache and, after what seemed an age, Veronica slowly started to lower herself a bit more. About six inches of my newly enlarged organ was now buried within her but she shuddered and stopped again. "I don't think, I don?t think I can take any more," she whimpered. "Come, come! Veronica, remember what I said about babies," snapped Miss Williams. She gave poor Vee another smart swipe across her tender bum with the cane and Vee let out a shriek as she jerked forward. Another couple of inches was jammed inside her and she let out a soft moan as she tried to wriggle and get herself more comfortable on my lap. Her head arched back and I wasn't sure if the moan was from pain or pleasure. Miss Williams spoke sharply again. "Miss Veronica, you are a little too patient and careful. You will eventually accommodate Miss Beverly?s entire penis and that is an order! You Miss Beverly, must remain perfectly still while she does it, or - she continued menacingly- you could do Miss Veronica some serious damage." She swished the cane menacingly again and almost snarled the last titbit. Miss Williams delighted in cruelty. She was without doubt the cruellest mistress in the school and I often felt that it was only the more cold and calculating Miss Lane that prevented her from transcending the already excessive norms of the school. Certainly the other staff went in fear of her. Veronica sobbed softly as she tried to envelope the rest of my penis. I continued to strain and perspire as I tried to think of other things but my organ seemed to have a mind and power of its own. It was now fit to burst as it throbbed and pulsed inside Veronica. Furthermore, my new pussy was now soaking wet and the chair was becoming damp and sticky. I wasn't sure if I was about to enjoy a male or female orgasm. Eventually, after what seemed to be an age, Veronica plucked up some more courage and very slowly sank the last bit of my organ deep into her love tunnel. As her soft bum finally settled on my lap I felt her pussy firmly gripping me in its warm soft velvety embrace. I sensed her grip on my swollen glans as she slowly started to rock and pump back and forth on my lap. Her clitty, which had suffered from some months of neglect, now became the driving force at the very centre of her being. Despite all the pain caused by our enforced conjugation, Veronica now started to bang and grind her stiff swollen bud against my embedded penis. This sudden heightened activity cause my dam to finally burst and my penis started that familiar throbbing as the juices started to boil. My own hips automatically started to thrust and twist and this caused my swollen vulva to bounce and rub against the velvet seat cover of the chair. Veronica started to wail and squeal as her desperately intense orgasm started to rise in her loins. Suddenly I felt my own semen start to squirt against my engorged pussy lips and this caused me to enjoy a combined boy and girl orgasm simultaneously. My penis throbbed and pulsed causing the roots to send flutterings of ecstasy up from my pussy and hips through my whole body. My nipples were erect and bursting as an all-encompassing glow of pleasure suffused my whole being. Veronica let out a long lingering moan as she gripped my neck and collapsed against me in the chair. Our breasts and nipples squeezed against each other, as we lay together; exhausted by the desperate consummation of our love and friendship in this one huge conjugation. From this day forward, Veronica and I were to be closer than just friends, closer even than man and wife, closer perhaps even than Siamese twins, at least in a spiritual sense. We lay together for some time whilst Miss Williams and Dorothy ignored us and attended to their own selfish needs. Eventually they separated us and directed us to the bathroom to clean up. Vee looked at me anxiously as I minced delicately towards the bathroom trying not to over excite my pussy lips. There we both enjoyed a luxurious shared bath as we gently rubbed and massaged our various parts. Poor Veronica was beginning to feel quite sore and I gently pampered her vagina to help it recover from the enforced battering it had suffered. Tears came to her eyes as I gently worked the salve into her bruises and scratches around her sex. Veronica looked reproachfully at my penis "I'm not sure that I like him that big. How on earth did he grow like that?" I explained about the surgery although I didn't have a clue how Dr James had achieved it. We both agreed that Dr James was certainly a very clever and advanced practitioner in sexual surgical techniques. We carried on chatting for about an hour, occasionally topping up the bath as we luxuriated in the hot water. Miss Williams and Dorothy finally entered looking rather flushed as they ordered us out. We slipped nervously back into the dormitory and dried ourselves. On the beds we found two new outfits and dressed each other. They were ?conventional? frilly uniforms and we assumed that our punishment was over. We had assumed rightly because we were moved back to our usual dormitory that same afternoon. End of Mare's Tales 5 31

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The Wish Maker: A Dark Fairy Tale By Mother Kali Once in a land far away, there lived an extremely old woman who was called, not very imaginatively, "The Old Mother." This old lady lived by herself in a cottage at the very edge of the known world. She had been alive longer than even she could remember. Her face was as brown as tanned leather and deeply lined from all the time she spent in the sun. She was stooped and a little shriveled with age. She wore a plain black dress...

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Inside Out Not A Pretty Tale

Inside Out, Not A Pretty Tale ? by: r.gold My Introduction - This story is written as part of my therapy. It's not really meant for publication, but I'm only following my therapist's directions. I've been told that if I write it all out it will help me move along and feel better about myself. It contains my personally graphic language, my offensive attitudes, and my sexual descriptions that should offend anyone in their right mind. If you are bothered by this kind of thing, hang...

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A Loony Toon Tale

I will admit this came after remembering a joke told by George Carlin. Bugs Bunny, Daffy Duck and Elmer Fudd are characters in the Warner Brothers Cartoon World. I am using them in a jestful tale. A Looney Toon Tale Bugs Bunny climbed into his hole that was his home. He grabbed a stiff metal brush. He began to brush out the shotgun pellets that came from Elmer Fudd and his Shotgun. When he removed all the pellets, he climbed into his shower. The hot water blast removed all the aches....

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A West Village Tale

A West Village Tale I'll admit it. Greenwich Village rules my heart and soul. I'm never leaving and I'll tell you a tale that will explain why. A few years ago on an early November evening, I walked down Hudson toward Bleecker. I had just closed Sweet Seasons, the flower and gift shop I co-own on Christopher and was walking toward my flat on Ann Street. I saw a blur run from the east side of Bleecker barely missing an old woman and heading straight into the intersection against...

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Clarissas Tale

This is my tale of how my relationship with my father took an unexpected, or maybe it was expected, turn from what I guess is the normal parent/child relationship to a taboo, incestuous one when I was sixteen. I guess I should start with a little back history. First, my name is Clarissa and most of my life I’ve been pretty shy. My mother’s name was Caralynn and she died when I was eight due to complications of my little brother’s birth. My parents had already been divorced two years when she...

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An Easter Tale

An Easter Tale. By Kyorii. Chapter 01 The tale of me. I loved reading stories I've been an avid reader all of my life, Mum said that I was a dreamer, but I just loved stories especially the ones with happy endings. In stories the impossible seems possible and magical things can and do happen, I recently read an old fable about a goddess called Ostara who loved children and to entertain them she one day changed her pet bird into a rabbit, the new rabbit then created brightly...

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A sting in the Tale

A sting in the Tale Brigid lay in the hospital bed, as impassive as ever. I couldn't help but wonder how much she actually understood of what was about to happen to her. We had told her she was finally to be rid of that most erroneous anomaly that lay between her legs. As it existed now it was shriveled and atrophied and devoid of function. She seemed willing, perhaps even excited to be rid of it. Not that her emotional range really extended as far as excited. It really only...

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The Displaced Detective Part 1 A Body Hopper Tale

The Displaced Detective, Part 1 (A Body Hopper Tale) By Limbo's Mistress Chapter One "Here you go, Detective," the barista behind the counter said with a little smile. "One double espresso latte with whole milk." I returned the smile as I reached out to take the cup of steaming coffee. "Thanks," I said. The pretty young clerk smiled again and turned to help her next customer, leaning slightly over the counter. Instinctively, my eyes slid down to admire her pert rear showcased...

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The First Story A bj darling Tale

The First Story - A "b.j. darling" Tale By Grace Love ------------- While this story contains truthful elements, it is a work of fiction and should not be construed as anything else. Nor should it be seen as condoning risky or violent behavior. All relationships portrayed are of a consensual nature and involve only individuals 18-years-of-age or older. ------------- Master does not allow me to cum. At all. Ever. i literally do not remember the last time i came. It was...

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Tell Tale

Synopsis.What happens when a man is taken by a woman who needs a pet? Remember: A man is not just for Christmas!An Adult Female Domination Tale by Miss Irene Clearmont & Mrs Jessica McKovanaughCopyright ? 2013 Miss Irene Clearmont & Mrs Jessica McKovanaughTell Tale-----------The footsteps sounded hollow on the bare boards of the floor as she walked towards me. I could not see her, all was dark before my eyes, but her presence was tangible. A force that had captured me and confined me for her...

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Teen Fuck Toy A Thanatos Tale

Teen Fuck Toy – A Thanatos Tale – Part One Author's Note: This fictional tale contains images of torture and humiliation.It is meant for an adult audience that can tell the difference between fantasyand reality. -- Cerberus In a quiet section of Manhattan, a large anonymous brownstone serves as arest home for some members of the Thanatos Society who are too old to carefor themselves. While the residents are wealthy enough to pay a staff to carefor them at their homes, in their declining years...

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Rubber Fairy Tale

The Legend of the Latex Princess Rubber Fairy TaleBy Darqside There is an old legend that spans the fabric of time itself, well not really that old actually, but it will be around for a long time at the very least. Legend has it that there was once a young queen who ruled her people and her house with an Iron fist.? She was very strict with her Manservants and Maidservants.? She was a very selfish and indulgent woman by nature, and was very choosy about the men who courted her.? In...

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Williams Tale

William?s Tale William?s Tale By Lorgrom Hey there my name is William I?m 46 just under 5?8? and 166 lbs. I?m your average looking African-American. Unlike my inner-city brothers, I grew up in a lower upper class city. While most of the kids in school were white they accepted me as one of their own. Since my father was the lawyer for many of their parents. During my senior year of collage, I met Gwen. She was a freshman, who was only there because she qualified for one of those grants...

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Ninas Tale

Nina?s Tale By Dr. Quirt A young Afro-French girl explores her masochistic desires but gets a lot more than she bargained for. This story is the second of a trilogy, the first part being ?Julie?s Story? and the concluding part ?What Happened to Lucy?? Part 1 Hi, my name is Nina and I am going to try to tell you my sorry tale. I don?t know if this message will ever reach the outside world as I shall have to try to smuggle it out through one of the harem guards, tonight. I don?t think...

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The Perfect Family A Thanatos Tale

The Perfect Wife ? A Thanatos Tale ? Part One The Perfect Family ? A Thanatos Tale ? Part One Note:? This is a work of fiction.? Any similarity with persons living or dead is purely coincidental. ?A family is but too often a commonwealth of malignants.???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? ??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? -- Alexander Pope  Thirty-one year old Larissa Monroe shudders as her son, Andrew, loudly...

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Marias Tale

The main character here is aligned to one member of our small social/support group who is a country mile ahead of the rest of us in passability, but lacks the confidence to make the most of the gift in anything other than events for crossdressers. The story itself is unintentionally longer than previous ones that I have posted, but it took a long time to write and kept hoovering up new sections. It is just a shame that I could not think of a decent ending, so if readers think the story...

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A Rock Roll Tale

"The blonde with the big tits in the Zep tee." Our drummer and bass player, brothers Sal and Rik Venturi also left requests. I waved him off, "Not tonight. Gotta work the day job tomorrow." Roscoe smiled and asked, "Not even a quick bj, Kev?" "Nope, gotta run." The Clown Show was an oddly named bar and club that often had us signed on for weekend gigs. Two 45 minute sets after an opening group, usually on the popular Saturday night. This one was a more rare Wednesday night as a...

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Sleeping Booty 8211 A Twisted Fairy Tale

Once upon a time there was a beautiful little princess. Her name was Aludra, which, in the language of her people, meant “unwanted one”. Of course she didn’t know this, because all the servants in the palace DID want her. They loved her dearly. She was sweet and pretty and fun to be around, whereas her mother was a stone cold class A Bitch. The Queen was such a bitch that, after her husband, the King, knocked her up with Aludra, she poisoned him. “Imagine!” she...

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A bored housewifes amusing tale

Life was a bit mundane for Tracy. She was married for about thirteen years. She was a wife, mother, daughter, friend, sister. But she felt very alone. Things were okay with her marriage. They had great sex, but did struggle connecting emotionally. This frustrated Tracy very much. Her husband was an introvert and she was more social. Then one day she went looking for something a little different. She had no intentions of cheating, but just wanted to see what was out there. She discovered that...

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A Cats Tale

A Cat's Tale By Julie O Edited by Amelia R. Author's note: This story was in part inspired by a very strange dream I had recently. Chapter 1 Derek Silva logged onto his computer. He had recently found a very interesting chatroom, and he was hoping that there would be some exciting people in there that evening. It was a little after eleven PM, but Derek didn't care; it was summer, and he had no worries until fall when his college classes started up again. He...

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The Heart of a Kitty a Kitty Girl Tale

Once upon a time, there was a girl with the heart of a kitten. Shy, and skittish, she was slowly coaxed from under the bed, or should I say, out of the closet by her owner, and then her new found friend and next door neighbor. Eventually, she shared her story, and became comfortable about talking about it, even writing about it, playing with a few select others who would throw balls of yarn for her or scratch her behind the ears and smile as she rubbed up against their legs, showering them with...

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My Ladys descent the butlerss tale

Note All characters are entirely ficticious and my apologies of any family or company names have inadvertently been used My Lady's Descent, the Butlers Tale. I was idly cleaning some silverware. The sun was shining through the drawing room windows. The lawns stretched away towards the lake with its island and folly while a gardener snipped ineffectually away at the lawn edges. It was an ordinary summers day. Mr Harrison my lord's stock broker and adviser arrived just after...

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Tales from the FuturePart 2 Iversons Tale

The group watched Iverson intently as he took a long swig from his mead pouch. The darkness fell around the group as they sat beside the brightly burning fire, drinking their mead and finishing off their stew. Iverson finally spoke: - Well. Where to begin? He mused tantalisingly. The young men shifted impatiently. All bar Romian, Luther and Iverson himself had rarely met let alone experienced the wonders of women! They all wanted to know what it was like! As highly hormonal...

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Rosette A Medieval Tale

Author’s note: The noble ladies of medieval France loved tales of women who had to put up with old and jealous husbands. Sometimes the stories were comic, sometimes tragic, sometimes romantic – but always the bad husbands were outwitted, one way or another. Here’s my (slightly naughty) take on the bad husband tale. Rosette daughter of Galon was rounding the last corner between the village well and the cottage she shared with her mother and father when two of the Duke’s soldiers, magnificent in...

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A CrossDressers tale

You may think of me as Fiona, and I am a cross-dresser.A story by Erica inspired me to pen my saga of cross-dressing. I am also a recovering alcoholic, with a few days over 19 years without a drink as I write this, and I suppose the two tales are intertwined to some extent. Not that I am a saint by any means, a lot of people with a lot less time have a better sobriety than I. But I learned that alcohol is a poison to me, so I avoid it. I just do irrational things when I add alcohol to my...

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Miss Layla Smith tales a tale

My name is Ms Layla Smith, and I am, as you might say, a lady of negotiable affection. This is quite wrong indeed. My price is rarely negotiable, since the customers willing to negotiate obviously are not wealthy enough to afford me. I am a true professional, discreet and perfect in every manner a gentleman could ask for. I know what they want before they even know it themselves, when to smile, when to stare, when to lie, when to be the ever so modest little flower, and when to be the...

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The Hunters Tale

THE HUNTER'S TALE. By Cassandra Anaconda Morrison I had been collecting tales of the old days from the people in that small mountain community for several days. And everyone I talked to said the same thing: "Boy?yew should talk to Old Man Sackett if yew wants to hear some hair-raising stories about the old days." It had taken me some time to track him down?apparently he'd taken his Winchester and gone off hunting deer for all he was over 90 years old. But now he was sitting...

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The Blue Unicorn An Allegorical Tale

The Blue Unicorn: An Allegorical Tale By Lynn LeFey Once upon a time (as is often the beginning of such tales), there was born to a mare a beautiful young foal. Like the other foals, it climbed on wobbly legs, and eventually ran through the green pastures where it lived. This young horse was unremarkable, except for its blue mane. Often the others would comment about this unusual trait, sometimes playfully, sometimes in a mean way. As the young colt grew, the blue coloring slowly...

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A Fabulists Tale

A Fabulists Tale By Rachel Anne Now where do I start? Well they say that the beginning is always a good place, so here goes. I have always been a storyteller but lately everything has changed. It seems that my tall tales aren't so tall as I always thought at least they aren't after I tell them that is. Confusing? You don't know the half of it, but I'll try to explain as best as I can. I first noticed that things weren't as I had been taught when I wrote a story about the SRU Wizard....

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Altered Fates Kyles Tale

Altered Fates: Kyle's Tale By Christy_D My name is Kyle Crane and I've got a story to tell. I'm 19 now but when all this happened I was 17. It started off as a normal day, as tales of this nature often do, and I was doing chores around my house. My parents and 15 year old sister, Cassie, were gone for the week visiting my aunt and I had the house to myself. As I took the trash out I noticed something lying in the bushes next to our front door. I put the trash bags by the curb and...

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a cuckolds tale

I have to say it’s good to know there are other people out there living the Cuckold lifestyle. Sandra and I are from the South of England, have been married six years and have a daughter together. I love my wife very much indeed. As well as being a very attractive woman with a great figure she is popular and fun to be with. There is nothing I enjoy more than having her on my arm or of spending time with my family. With all this in mind I’m pleased to say that Sandra is also a self-made slut for...

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A Pirate tale

A Pirate tale A long time ago, the kingdom of Spain ruled much of what we call now Central America and the Caribbean. Their domination was opposed by the British, but not using the Navy, no. The British used pirates. There have been many tales written of those times, and this may not be the strangest .... At the docks of the great city of London, a young man moves carefully, occasionally looking at a piece of paper he carries. The docks are a place of bustle and noise, which...

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