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This story is written for the enjoyment of adults only. If you have any comments on it please send them to [email protected]. I love hearing from you. You should read My Big Mistake first for this to make sense. My Big Mistake Part 2 Written by 4play In the morning Mary came into my bedroom to find me soundly sleeping on my stomach. She slapped my sore ass and told me, "Get up bitch, it's time for you to get to work." I managed to get up and stand before her. She said, "I would like to keep you cuffed and helpless, but you have work to do. I will take off the cuffs but you better behave and obey me. Do you understand bitch?" I wanted the handcuffs off badly and answered, "Yes Mistress Mary." She had me turn and she took her key and unlocked the handcuffs. My arms were stiff from being restrained so long. It felt good to have them free at last. Mary told me to go to the kitchen and clean up the supper mess. I said, "Yes Mistress Mary." She smiled, amused by my new found submissiveness. I went to the kitchen and cleared the table, loaded the dishwasher and started it. She sat drinking coffee and watching me do the chores she had done for many years. When the kitchen was spotless, she told me, "It's laundry day today, be sure and change the sheets on my bed." I said, "Yes Mistress Mary," and went to strip the sheet off of our bed, put the in the laundry basket and carry it downstairs. I had never realized how much work she did. I loaded the washer and went back upstairs. Mary saw me come through the kitchen and told me to come with her. She led me to the bathroom and told me to sit down in front of the toilet and lean my head back. I knew what she had in mind, but realized that I must obey her. She squatted over my head and pulled it to her crotch. She urinated into my mouth. I had to swallow it. She wiped herself and said, "I always said you were a potty mouth, but now I know you are one sissy." She laughed and walked out of the room. I felt very violated by a woman who once loved me. I felt she was abusing her new power, but just got up and went to put clean sheets on her bed. After the clean sheets were on her bed and the bed was made up, I went back down the basement to put the first load in the dryer and put the second load in the washer. When I came back upstairs, she told me, "Fix me some lunch sissy, you can have a small salad. You need to lose some weight." I answered,"Yes Mistress Mary." Damn, I was really hungry. I fixed her a bowl of soup along with some crackers, myself a few leaves of lettuce with a tomato slice on it. She said, "You may sit and eat with me sissy." I said, "Thank you Mistress Mary," and sat down to eat. She told me, "After lunch we are going to get you some pretty new things to wear. Won't that be nice?" I dreaded going back to that shop, but smile sweetly and said, "Yes Mistress Mary, that will be lovely." Then dared to ask her, "May I change into my own clothes for the trip Mistress Mary?" She laughed and said, "Don't be silly, you are wearing your own clothes now. Those male clothes will be taken to Goodwill and worn by men. You are a sissy now and will wear pretty female things." My male clothes given away? She was very serious about me being a sissy forever! I had hoped that after a few days or even a week, she would relent and end this game she was playing. Those hopes, however faint, went flying out the window. She drove downtown and led me into the store. Jerrod saw me and said, "Hello sweetie, come back for some more pretty things to wear?" I looked down at the floor and said, "Yes, I guess I am." He turned to Mary and said, "You must be Mary, Dave told me to take good care of you." She said, "How sweet of him. Our slut needs some more clothes to fill out her wardrobe. What can you show us?" He led us to the dressing room and told me to get naked. I knew better than to protest an quicky stripped down to nothing. He patted my tummy and told Mary, "I think a corset would work wonders for her figure, be right back." He left and soon returned with a corset and laced me into it, pulling the laces very tight. Mary approved how it made me look. Jerrod next had me try on both a black maid's outfit and a red similar one. Mary told him, "We'll take both of them Jerrod." Both outfits had ridiculously short skirts to be worn with fluffy petticoats underneath. I knew any time I bent over even slightly my ass would be exposed. He also had me try on a pageboy styled blond wig wheich Mary though cute. Mary asked him, if he had any bondage or training gear. He smiled and told her, "Of course dear lady, I will show you some things I think you will like." He brought her a leather collar that had a locking catch, a riding crop, a leather leash attached to ball harness and a set of leg irons. She then asked, "How about a strap on dildo for me to wear?" He said, "Ah yes madam, we stock a harness that will accommodate any size dildo you care to use." "Great, I"ll take it along with this other stuff." Jarrod also had me try on several pairs of short shorts. Mary selected a white pair and one in hot pink. Several more pairs of thong panties and a couple of bra"s and she decided she had enough for now. She told Jerrod, "Thank you for being so helpful Jerrod." He just bowed slightly to acknowledge her statement of thanks. She said, "I think sissy should show you his gratitude." She asked, "Would you like her to suck you off?" That was the second time she had referred to me as she, but I was more shocked by her offering my services to a near strange man. He just smiled broadly and said, "Yes I would like that." She ordered me, "Kneel and suck him off bitch." I knelt in front of him, unzipped his fly and pulled out his cock. I took it into my mouth and sucked and licked it until he shot into my mouth. After he recovered from his shuddering orgasm, he put himself back in his pants and zipped up. He told Mary, "Thank you madam, that was a nice break in a dull day." He didn"t bother to thank me. He tallied up the charges for the selected items and wrote it down. He even carried all the purchases out to the car for us. All except the collar and wig, both of which I now wore. Mary was grinning all the way home. I sat silently dreading what she must have planned for me. We drove into the garage and got ut of the car. She old me, "Take a shower and for god's sake brush your teeth, your breath smells like a toilet." I wondered what else she would expect, since she recently pissed in my mouth. I hurried into the bathroom, took off my wig and clothes. The collar was locked in place and I could not remove that. A shower would have been welcome, but there was no way i could get out of that corset without help. I went to the sink and scrubbed my body clean, washed my hair and even secretly fondled my limp dick. I dried my hair, applied deodorant, brushed my teeth then put on a pair of my new clean panties and a new bra. Mary hollered at me, "Put on the nice red Maid's outfit sissy." I did as she commanded and went out to have her see the results. The petticoat made the skirt flare out showing too much leg for comfort. Mary had me turn around a few times and then told me, "Dave will be pleased sissy, you look pretty now." She led me to the big bathroom and spent the next hour showing me how to apply makeup. She warned me, "You must look pretty at all times now that you are a girl. Every day you will do this, it takes time, so plan accordingly." Looking in the mirror I was shocked to see how feminine I now appeared. She patted my ass and told me to start supper and bring up the laundry and put it away. I put a beef roast in the oven and went back down the basement to fold and bring up the finished laundry. I then put the clean clothes away and went to the kitchen. Mary was sitting in the family room watching tv and sipping a glass of wine. My feet were killing me from being in heels all day, but I prepared the rest of the meal. When all was ready I set the table for two and told her, "Mistress Mary, your supper is ready now if you would care to eat." She got up and came to the table she told me, "Thank you sissy, it looks delicious." She gestured for me to sit down. During our meal she told me that she was happy with my behavior so far and that she was happy to have such an obedient maid. I blushed and took the chance to ask her, "Mistress, is there any chance you might be able to forgive me and let me go back to normal?" She snorted, "Don't be silly, you wanted to be a sissy bitch, now that's what you are and that's what you will stay." I pleaded, "But I still love you and want to be your husband again." She got up from the table and got the handcuffs. She cuffed my hands behind me. She snarled, "You need to be punished for ruining my supper with your whining." She had me stand up and she fastened the ball harness to my scrotum. She snapped the leash on the harness and made me kneel with my body across the chair. She ran the leash under the chair and snapped the end of the leash to my collar. I was trapped. She sat back down to finish her supper. She told me, "When I finish my meal, I will punish you. You need to learn that I now own you and whatever happens will be only because I want it to." When she had finished her meal she left the room. When she returned was wearing the new strap on dildo and carrying the crop in her hand. She gave me a hard swat on my ass and asked me, "What are you now?" I replied, "Very sorry I spoiled your meal Mistress Mary." She gave me two more swats with her crop and said, "Wrong answer, tell me what you are now!" I said, "A sissy slave Mistress Mary." She gave me one more swat on each ass cheek and demanded, "More details sissy, tell me what you really are now." Those lashes really hurt and I was desperate to please her. I told her, "A piss drinking, cock sucking sissy bitch Mistress Mary." She smiled and said, "At last you know what you are and you are the property of me and your Master. You will only speak when spoken to and never, NEVER question me again!" She gave me another couple of lashes and asked, "Do you understand?" I had tears running down my cheeks as I sobbed, "Yes Mistress Mary." Mary moved in front of me and told me, "I wish Dave had left that catheter here, you deserve to spend another night with that tube down your throat." That thought filled me with dread and she noticed my shiver of fear. She told me, "Show me how you can suck my cock sissy. Get it good and wet because I am going to fuck your ass. You can close your eyes and pretend I am a man if you like. I know you love sucking cock now. You can think of this as a treat." I opened my mouth and she shoved that fake cock deep inside. I choked and gagged. She laughed and said, "You need much more practice and I will see that you get it." She began fucking my throat as I slobbered on that vicious tool. If I moved even a little the tug of the leash fastened to my balls reminded me to hold still and take the abuse she gave me. When she tired of using my mouth, she moved behind me. She slipped my panties down and put the head of the dildo at my anal opening. She asked, "Do you need a good fucking my sissy bitch?" I answered, "Please Mistress Mary, don't do that to me." She took her crop and gave me 10 lashes on each ass cheek. She snarled, "Wrong answer sissy. Let's try again, Do you need a good fucking?" I replied, "Yes Mistress Mary." She shoved the dildo up my ass to the hilt. It hurt like hell with only my saliva for lubrication. She fucked me hard and fast, with each thrust causing the leash to tug at my balls. When Mary finished screwing me, she looked down and saw that I had dribbled a bit of semen while being used. She giggled and exclaimed, "I knew that you would love that, you even had a girly orgasm. You had better enjoy it sissy, that is the only kind of orgasm you will ever have again. Remember that you are now a girl and at my mercy. Now thank me and make it sound grateful bitch." I told her, "Thank you Mistress Mary. Thank you for making me come like a woman." She unfastened the leash from my collar and got me to my feet. She fed me my salad a bit at a time and then had me drink a full glass of warm water. "Does that taste better than my piss sissy?" She held the crop in her hand and my ass was already burning. I wisely answered, "No Mistress Mary, your nectar is much tastier." She smiled and said, "You learn fast sissy." Mary grabbed the leash and led me to the bathroom. She had me sit on the floor with my head back leaning over the bowl. She once more pushed her crotch to my face and told me to open wide so as not to spill a drop. She then filled my mouth with her urine, stopped for me to swallow and refilled it. When I had swallowed the second load, she let me up. "Good girl," she praised me. She then told me, "I should keep you cuffed all night again, but you have work left to do tonight. After you clean up the kitchen, you need to wash, starch and iron your petticoats so you will be looking proper in the morning," she told me. She unlocked the handcuffs and told me, "Get to work bitch." I said, "Yes Mistress Mary," and hurried to the kitchen. She went into her bedroom with a book. As soon as the kitchen was cleaned up, I washed my panties and hung them over the shower rod. I washed and starched my petticoats and put them in the dryer downstairs. After they were dry, I set up the ironing board and pressed them. I carried them to my room and hung them in the closet so they would be ready to wear in the morning. I undressed except for the collar and that infernal corset. I knew I would have to sleep on my stomach again tonight. How was I to know that Mary had so much rage and anger towards me? I set my alarm clock for 6:ooAM, since I knew I had to get dressed and makeup on before she awoke. Being a girl was a lot of work. The minute the alarm went off I awoke and shut it off. I went into the bathroom and stood to pee for the first time in days. The welts on my ass made the idea of sitting repulsive. Going back to my room I got dressed in the red maid outfit, pulled up my hose, stepped into my heels. Back in the bathroom, I shaved and applied my makeup. It might have been my imagination, but my breasts seemed bigger. Would they really grow bigger? If they got much bigger, they would hard to hide. Out to the kitchen to put on the coffee and then a quick dash outside to get the morning paper. I laid the paper by her chair and then tried to relax for a bit before Mistress got out of bed. Mistress Mary came out to the kitchen table wearing only her robe and slippers. She sat down in her chair and opened the paper. I poured her a cup of black coffee and she looked up and said, "Thank you sissy, you look nice today." I smiled sweetly and replied, "Thank you Mistress Mary." I gave her a little curtsy. She beamed and said, "That looks so sweet I think you should do that every time you come into or leave my presence." Damn it all any way! I was just trying to be nice and wound up with another duty. She had me fix her a piece of toast with jelly on it. She told me, "Go get all of your male clothes and load them in the car. You will no longer need them." I curtsied and said, "Yes Mistress Mary." After 45 minutes, all my regular clothes were in the back of the station wagon. Even my suits! My side of the walk in closet was now empty, my dresser drawers empty and all I now had to wear were the few outfits that she had purchased for me. Tears filled my eyes as I closed the back hatch. I would be trapped in my own house now. Surely I could not go out of the house dressed as I was. When everything was loaded, I returned to report to Mistress Mary. I curtsied and told her all was ready. She said, "Very good sissy. You may make my bed now." Once more I curtsied and said, "Yes Mistress Mary," and left to do her bidding. She went to get dressed and ready to go out. Before she left she playfully pinched my cheek and told me, "Be a good girl while I'm gone sissy, and I may bring you a treat." I smiled sweetly and said, "That would be lovely Mistress Mary." She told me to vacuum the carpeted rooms while she was gone and went out the door to the garage and left. During the time she was gone, I ran the vacuum in all the carpeted rooms. It was more work than I had ever imagined when she was doing it. I was actually sweating when I finished. Mary came into the house and told me, "There are some clothes I bought for you to wear around the house, sissy. We will save your pretty outfits for when I have guests here." I curtsied and said, "Thank you Mistress Mary, that was thoughtful of you." She told me, "Get them and put them in your room." I curtsied and went to retrieve them. Once in my room, I examined them. A few dowdy house dresses, some flat shoes, several pairs of slacks with zippers on the side and some blouses. I changed into a pair of pink slacks, a white blouse-not see through) and a pair of comfortable shoes. It felt great to get out of those damned heels. When I went back to Mistress Mary, she told me, "Very practical sissy, perfect for mowing the lawn. Do that now." I wanted to protest that the neighbors would see me, but knew that would result in punishment. I curtsied as best I could in slacks. She told me, "You need not curtsy while wearing slacks or shorts, only in skirts or dresses." I thanked her and went to mow the lawn. The back yard was private and I mowed it first. The thought of my neighbors seeing me wearing pink slacks was scarey to me, but I knew I had to do it. My bottom was still sore from last night. I suppose some of the neighbors wondered why some blond chick was mowing my lawn, but nobody said anything to me. When the job was finished, I put the mower back in the shed and reported that I was finished with the lawn. Mary told me, "Good girl, now go down the basement and iron my blouses." She was determined to keep me busy with household chores all day, every day. When the ironing was finished, I carried it upstairs and hung it in her closet on what had been my side of the walk in closet. She saw that and told me, "Leave that side clear for now, Dave may want to move some of his clothes in there." I said, "Yes Mistress Mary," and moved the clothes to her side of the closet. She clearly had plans for him to be there regularly. What miseries would await me then? I dreaded the thought of both of them tormenting me. But, where could I go if I left? With only female clothes to wear and no money or car, I was stuck where I was. She told me to fix her a lunch and myself a salad. I went to the kitchen and did just that. She told me, "You may sit and eat with me sissy." I thanked her and gingerly sat down at the table. She saw me wince when my bottom hit the chair and asked, "Is your little tush still sore bitch?" I told her, "Yes Mistress Mary, it is." She smiled and said, "Good, it should remind you not to whine in my presence. It is important that you remember who and what you are now." I smiled sweetly in agreement. That lady knew I hated salad and despite her insistence that it was to help me lose some weight, I knew it was a way of punishing me further. I really wanted a big steak, but was eating grass like a cow. After lunch, she told me, "Do the dusting now, all the shelves and knickknacks in every room. Polish the furniture and clean the bathrooms. I will be in my office on my computer. Report back to me there when you are finished." I said, "Yes Mistress Mary," and left to do as ordered. While in the past she had done all these chores without complaint, I had taken her work as easy. Now I knew how much she had done around here. I was very tired by the time the chores were done and went to report to her. Mary was sitting at her computer talking in a chat room. She told me to stand there and read the conversation. She was talking with a man with the name of "Looking for Couples." I watched as she told him her husband was now a sissy slut ready and willing to serve her and her lovers. She made it very clear that she wanted a caring lover and if that man wanted to use and abuse me it would be fine with her. It was very embarrassing to read such things about myself and even more so since they were true. All except the willing part, I wished to never again have any sexual contact with a man. When he asked for pictures, she told him that she had no digital pictures yet, but he should check with her next week when she would have some. Mary was even using our real names in the chat room! Mary asked me, "Do you like what I am saying about us sissy?" I answered, "Yes Mistress Mary. You are being very honest with him." She said, "Unlike you, I have no need to be sneaky. Now go start supper and call me when it is ready." I said, "Yes Mistress Mary," and as I walked to the kitchen, wondered why she was talking about our relationship with strangers. I had never seen her in a chat room before. She had certainly changed drastically in a few days. After eating supper, Mary asked me, "Would you like to get out of that corset for awhile sissy?" I cheerfully replied, "Yes Mistress Mary, I would love that." The damned thing had been constricting my movements for two days now and I wanted a nice warm shower. She told me, "Take off you clothes sissy." I took off my slacks, blouse and shoes. She said, "All of them!" When I was naked except for the corset and collar, she had me turn around and unlaced the corset and removed it. It felt so good not to be confined. She patted my relaxed tummy and said, "This has to go bitch. Nobody likes a fat girl." She asked, "Do I need to get the handcuffs, or will you grab your ankles and take it like a slut?" To answer her question, I bent over and grabbed my ankles. She smiled and went to get her dildo strapped on. As she was screwing me she told me, "I can see why you liked this so much. It does give one a sense of power over another person." I merely moaned. She reached around and held my titties as she thrust the dildo inside of me. As soon as I dribbled a bit of semen on the floor, she pulled out and said, "Now tell me thanks for pleasing you bitch." I told her, "Thank you Mistress Mary for the pleasure you gave me." She came in front of me, lifted up my head and wiped the dildo on my cheeks. When I started to tear up she said, "If you don"t want your own shit on your face, you had better start giving yourself daily enemas bitch. If my cock gets shit on it, it will go on your face." Mary then told me, "Go put on that flowered sun dress I bought you and come back here." I hurried to obey. It was an ugly shapeless thing that hung well down my calves. When I walked back to her, she took a pair of pinking shears and cut off the bottom part until it was halfway between my knees and crotch. She had me turn around in a circle and then said, "That will be perfect for a sissy doing housework. Leave your panties and bra off while wearing this." Although I knew I would be nearly naked when attired so, I said, "Yes Mistress Mary." She added, "And stay barefoot too, It makes you look like a slave girl." She was right! I even felt like one in this thing. Mary told me, "Now Clean up the kitchen, shower, redo your nails and then you may go to bed." I curtsied and went to work. The shower felt delightful, and I washed my face and then my entire body. I thought about how disgusting it would be giving myself an enema every day, but at least if I were cleaned our there, I wouldn"t wind up with shit on my face. Just one more thing to do among the many I had been saddled with. As soon as my nails were dry, I crawled into my bed exhausted and was quickly asleep. When the alarm went off, I got out of bed and threw on my slave dress and walked to the bathroom to adjust my wig and put on my makeup. That makeup routing was getting to be a real drag, but it had to be done. I put on the coffee and went outside to bring in her paper. I hated going out wearing only this skimpy dress, but knew it was expected of me. I laid it by her chair and sat down to await her appearance. She came out wearing her robe again and sat at the table. I poured her a cup of coffee and she told me, "Thank you sissy, now get under the table and lick my clit while I enjoy my coffee." I crawled under the table and between her legs. I began licking her clit as she sipped her coffee and read her paper. It took awhile, but she started softly moaning. Then she grabbed my head and pulled it tight to her crotch and told me, "Lick me faster bitch." When I began licking furiously, she started grinding her pelvis against my mouth and shuddered with each of three orgasms. She released my head and pushed back from the table. She said, "That was delightful and satisfying sissy. You used to do oral sex on me years ago and I loved it. Once we got married, you stopped doing that. I missed it but was too shy to ask for it. Now that you obey so nicely, I will have you do that whenever I want it." I curtsied and said, "Yes Mistress Mary." Mary left to take a shower and get dressed and I cleaned up the kitchen, emptied the dishwasher and put away the dishes and pans. I went into her bedroom and made the bed. She came out dressed nicely and went out the door to the garage. I almost asked her where she was going, but caught myself just in time. She no longer had to account to me for her comings and goings. She returned two hours later and told me, "This afternoon you are going to repaint your room. It should reflect your new personality sissy. I selected a pretty color for you and have some lovely new curtains and a new bedspread for you. The stuff is in the car, go get it and get started." I curtsies and said, " Yes Mistress Mary," and went to get started. As I brought in the bags, Nary told me, "Use your bedspread for a drop cloth, we won't be needing it any more. Take off your dress and paint naked sissy. You wouldn"t want to get any paint on your frock." I agreed and stripped off my slave dress. I moved the furniture away from the walls and laid my bedspread on the floor by the first wall I intended to paint. I opened the paint can and poured some into the roller pan. Shit! It was pink! I was going to paint my room pink! All the while I painted the walls, I felt resentment. Bad enough I had to be treated like a girl, but now my room would look like a girl's room too. She was determined to make me a total sissy in every way. In four house my room had pink walls. I went to inform Mary that the walls were finished. She was in her office once more on her computer. Since I was naked, I needn"t curtsy. She was chatting with a man who claimed to be black and dominant. She told me to sit and talk with the man and told him who I was. He asked, "Is it true that you are an obedient sissy?" I truthfully told him, "Yes sir." He asked, "What are you wearing now?" I told him I was naked. He asked, "Do you suck cock, get fucked in the ass and drink piss?" I was ashamed to admit it, but answered, "Yes sir." He typed LOL. Mary took back over and told him she would be back in a few minutes and logged off. Mary grabbed my cock and led me to my room. She looked at the job and told me, "You did well sissy." She noticed the brush I had used to paint the woodwork laying by the enamel can and on a whim, picked it up, dipped it in the paint can and painted my balls and dick pink. She also painted my titties pink, then stood back and said, "You look darling now." I felt degraded and embarrassed standing naked with painted genitals. She told me to clean the brushes, clean up the mess here and then get dressed to start supper. She went back to her computer. The knowledge that she was talking about us with a black man bothered me a lot. By the time the room was tidied up and put back in order the paint on my body was dry. I cleaned the brushed and hung them to dry then went back upstairs. I slipped my dress over my head and went to the kitchen. When supper was all ready, I so informed Mary. Over supper she told me,"You have made great progress in such a short time sissy. Dave will be pleased when he sees how you have now accepted your new life. You have made my life much easier as well. I want everything to be perfect when Dave gets here. Plan on cooking some nice steaks for Friday night"s supper. I want you to wear your black maid"s outfit with the corset underneath. You had better shave your body to make sure it is smooth for him." I told her,"Yes Mistress Mary, I will make sure all is ready." After supper, Mary told me, "I am going to my office to chat with a Man now. I hope you don't mind if I skip your evening fuck. Clean up the kitchen and then hang your new curtains. You will also find a new bedspread and a cute little teddy bear which is to be kept on your bed. I suggest you go to bed early and get a good night's sleep tonight. Tomorrow Dave will be here and I don't know if he will let you sleep." I curtsied and she left. When I hung up he curtains, they were while lacy things. The bedspread was pink and had a ruffle around the bottom. With the teddy bear on the bed, my room looked very girly indeed. I went to take a shower and saw how ridiculous I looked with my genitals painted pink. The warm water felt good on my body but despite the scrubbing, the paint remained. I hoped the paint would wear off quickly. I shaved my body but really didn't need to. I was never very hairy in the first place and none of it had grown back yet. I repainted my nails and waited for them to dry, then went to bed. I even hugged the teddy bear to my chest and fell asleep that way. The End of Part 2

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Central City Kara was hired, in Central City Picture News before she absolutely had to take a maternity leave, and she just began her morning. She entered CC Jitters and got her usual coffee when she 'accidentally' bumped a familiar man. "Oh," Kara began, "I'm sorry for bumping into you like this." Kara apologized. "We always seem to meet in a coffee shop, don't we?" The man asked her. "Adam?" Kara said surprised, "It's nice to see you again, it's been a while." "Yeah, it had been." Adam...

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CV19 Chapter 10 A big mistake

Chapter 10 A Big Mistake March brought the first signs of spring and with it hope. The news was still bad of course, Captain Sir Tom, a national figure of the first lockdown for his fundraising, sadly passed away. The death rate still rose but the second peak was over. The number of people vaccinated increased dramatically, leaving many Europeans fuming at the United Kingdom's accelerated vaccination programme. Finally, prime minister Boris Johnson announced a timeframe of return to...

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A simple mistake put a collar on me

I work in an advertising firm specializing in corporation accounts. My particular job description is to screen possible new accounts, so each morning I usually have quite a few requests to get in touch with a firm. My routine is to listen to the new voice mails, then call the person in charge of their advertising to see if our two firms are a possible fit. That is what I was doing a particular morning when a mistake message was left for me. I should have just deleted the message but for some...

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My Husbands Mistake

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An Easy Mistake

AN EASY MISTAKE Greg Walker was glad to get home. He had been round the world, literally. He was being primed to take over the running of his wife's family business, supplying printers to many customers in diverse countries. These weren't your little printer/copiers that people have in there homes, these were the sort that were used for printing newspapers and magazines. Seeing the way the wind was blowing, they were also getting into commercial 3-D printers in a big way and that...

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Bigfoot and the Wood Nymph 2

I am the Wood Nymph. Gavin, the love of my life, the man I lovingly call "Bigfoot," has told you his side of the story. Now let me tell you mine. I'm twenty years old. For the first ten years of my life, I was raised in a very liberal family. We were nudists, and spent every summer at one resort or another, in the company of other nudists. We also went bare around the house, so nudity was commonplace and entirely normal for me. In fact, I was out of clothes more than in them, especially...

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Bigfoot and the Wood Nymph

I know these hills like the back of my hand. I grew up not too far away, and every summer my Dad and I would go up there, into the national forest, by ourselves. I was eleven when we first went up there. He had given me my first hunting bow the Christmas before, and taken me hunting in those woods every summer since then. We'd spend weeks together hunting, without ever seeing another soul. We'd lay out trails and blaze them, far from the tracks that most of the other hunters and hikers used....

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Bigfoot Bride

Frank wasn't lost, because he knew where he was, and how to get back- but he didn't want to even think about returning yet. He was out here by choice, three weeks walk into the wilderness of the Canadian coast range- The last sign of another person he had seen was a trappers line, and a trail leading to an unseen cabin, sixteen days before. He sighed contentedly, and adjusted the straps of his backpack. The frozen ground made his journey possible, because the numerous creeks, swamps, muskeg...

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Big mistake

I'm an older white male, retired from the Army after 21 years and also from an animal clinic after 28 years. I still do volunteer work at the clinic one day a week. One evening about 7:00 as I was driving home I had a flat tire. I pulled over to the curb and planned to change it. When I finally was able to get the spare out it was flat too. It was still quite warm and I had started sweating so I took my shirt off to cool down. As I stood there bare chested a tall black man stepped from a...

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Kellys Big Mistake

The tiny blonde wore her favorite jeans and a t-shirt for a local band that hadn't made it more than two shows. At sixteen she'd never even been to a concert but the shirt was really comforable. She had the classic blue eyes and fair skin, just like her mother. In fact, she looked so much like her mother the two were frequently mistaken for twins at the store. Which wasn't an insult to Kelly, she knew her mother had aged very well. They were both the same height, five-foot three, and...

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An Honest Mistake

It was an honest mistake. It was probably something that could have been avoided by the girl at the front desk if they weren’t so busy booking a busload of tourists into the hotel. Ok so you must be wondering what this big mistake was right? Well like all major hotel chains these days you need a key card to get into your room. What you might not realize that each card is programmed for your room when you check into the desk. The mistake that was made was that the chipper girl at the desk gave...

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INDIAN WIFE MISTAKE FUCK IN THE DARKROOM BY FATHER

MY FATHER IN LAW MISTAKE FUCKHi, FRIENDS this is Nalini again, Thanks for the wonderful response I got from you people for my story “Aunty seduced by her Nephew”, urged me to start my new story of my Jaya Aunt which happened in her earlier days of marriage. I a simple house wife residing in Bangalore and newly married having a satisfied sex life with my husband.The story I am going to narrate now is about my Aunt Jaya aged 43 years, who is living in Hyderabad, with her husband and only son. Her...

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Asian Bitch Pays For Her Mistake

I'm the president of a lingerie company. Theresa is one of my best managers. She's a very slender Asian girl with long, thick black hair and about 5'5. Her tits are small but perky, and her ass is a nice little bubble. She's a strict manager with a tough attitude. She's also kind of stuck up, which makes me want her bad. I call her into my office and tell her to close the door. She's wearing a white blouse, blue pencil skirt, and nude Louboutins. She's wearing glasses and has her hair up in a...

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94 Julies second mistake

94 Julie`s second mistake You may remember that I had failed to ask my wonderful husband if he would graciously consent to let me fuck the young man in my department, who was 18 years younger than me and had been flirting outrageously for the last few weeks. He being cuck always said yes if I asked, but this time it had been a case of opportunity and availability had overcome the moment. Sadly he had been asleep when I got home so I being exhausted didn’t wake him he would have only wanted...

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It Was His Mistake So Why Am I Dressed This Way

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Maries Big Mistake Case No 111989

                               Marie’s Big Mistake:  Case No. 11-198-9                                        By Will [email protected]        Marie sat in the back seat of the Dismay city police car, the tears were running down her face as she stared out into the dark.  The blue and red lights on the roof of the car sliced through the blackness of the night and flashed ominously on her parent’s house.  Outside the car her mom and dad were pleading with the officers not to take her, but...

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Ive made a mistake

Jane stood outside the door. I've made a big mistake, she thought. She knew that once she went thru that door, nothing would ever be the same. f******n years of marriage to the only man she'd ever loved or even been with, gone down the drain. Troy had been one of the popular k**s in highschool and she definitely didn't fall into that same crowd. She was the shy nerd with straight A's and a nose that was always stuck in her books. She didn't have time for boys, at least that was what she thought...

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Ritas one mistake

Thwack!My slender, well-oiled cane dug into the tender left nipple of the middle-aged woman bound so helplessly in my private chamber. She arched her head back and screamed out as the pain raced through her breast.?Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhh!!!?Thwack!A second stroke landed squarely on her right nipple, eliciting a similar agonized reaction.?Oooooooooooooooohhh!!!?Her nipples, flaccid a few moments ago, now stood forth proudly from their areolas. Her full, perspiring bosom heaved as she struggled to...

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Big Mistake

Big Mistake I have been interested in bondage, latex, and chastity in particular for a long time. I am "5'9'', 175 lbs, small cock for my size and I love wearing large breast forms.. I would roam around the web looking at pictures of girls, either in bondage, tying up guys, or tying up women. I had heard stories of Guys getting tied up by girls, and vice versa, and it made my blood boil. I was very active in self-bondage, but, had still not actually told anyone of my fetish. Then I...

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A simple spelling mistake

1976 was the hottest summer on record. My wife, Sarah, and I had been married for a year. We were midway through doing up our house, doing most of the work ourselves to save money.We decided to forgo our holiday so we could really push on with the house. However, midway through the first week, it was getting too hot to work. On Wednesday, Sarah threw a bit of a tantrum, throwing her roll of wallpaper across the room and screaming, “I’ve had enough.” Picking up the newspaper, she stormed out...

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My Second Mistake

Flashbulbs stung my vision amid the surging clamour of paparazzi calling her name as she strode from the premier along the red carpet towards me and the limousine. An effortless flick of russet hair above the straps of the crimson bodycon dress brushed off the reporters like tiresome mosquitoes. I swung open the rear door for her to enter."You," she addressed me, peeling off her Saint Laurent sunglasses, piercing chestnut eyes almost predatory. "Ride with me."It wasn't a question. Never...

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A Swapping Mistake Ch 04

I couldn’t believe the last thing I heard. She said, ‘Shawn, I’m pregnant and you are the father.’ I literally dropped the telephone. I picked it up. ‘It’s not possible. I can’t father children, you know that.’ ‘Shawn, did you ever have your sperm tested to see if you could have kids?’ ‘No, mom told me…’ ‘I talked to your mom too, and she said that there was a good chance that you couldn’t have kids. She also said that she never had you checked out and she didn’t think you were ever...

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My Big Mistake Part 1

This story is written for the enjoyment of Adults only. Please send any comments or remarks to [email protected]. I love hearing from you. My Big Mistake My wife Mary and I had been married for over 40 years and still loved each other very much. When she wanted to go on a trip with her sister and my daughter, I gave her my blessing. I felt she needed to have some fun times and some bonding with those ladies dear to her. We spend all of our time...

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My Big Mistake Part 4

This story is written for the enjoyment of adults only. If you have any comments about this tale, please send them to [email protected]. I love hearing from you. My Big Mistake Part 4 Written by 4play First thing in the morning, Leon got out of bed and went to the bathroom. I also got out of bed and got dressed. When he came back to my room, he started getting dressed. I asked him, "Will you please...

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Fucking Sister By Mistake

Hi, this is Navamanmadudu011 again. Thanks for all those who have mailed me for my earlier story ‘Only once with sister’. This is my second story and I hope you will enjoy this as well and mail me to let me know your feelings. This incident took place just six years ago with in a couple of months after my marriage. I loved Sudha, who was my college friend, whom I adored very much. Sudha looks exactly like actress Sneha (whom I think is the sexiest of all actress) She looks more beautiful when...

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A Big Mistake

A Big Mistake By MistressD Dec 2019 Bobby is addicted staring at his his female coworkers. He uses it as fuel for his collection of dark sexual fantasies. His coworkers consider him a creepy visual rapist who needs to be taught a lesson. Lately, Bobby has become quite successful at creating fantasies that seem incredibly real and lifelike. A seemingly slight mistake forces Bobby into unknown territory. Rating XXX, [email protected] - - Bobby Mathews is a wimp. To...

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Estellas One Mistake

Estella’s One MistakeSynopsis: Thirtyish nursing mother Estella makes a mistake at work, and is brought to her boss’ private chamber, where she learns that a lot can be done to her tender body.This story is something of a parallel development to ?Rita’s one mistake?. Do read that too.Rita pushed the button inside the elevator that would take her up to her boss’ floor. She turned around to look at herself in the mirror to make sure that her hair and dress were just right. Satisfied, she turned...

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Aliquis mistake

New Story Title: Aliquis' mistake Author: Aliquis The author's note: The persons and events in this story are fictitious. Any similarity to actual or historical persons or events is unintentional. Some parts of the story are paraphrased form Kirsten Smart's story Wendy. I have the explicit (written) permission of the author to use her works. Aliquis’ mistake The guards lead me into a dim lit room. I was brought with my hands locked in shackles behind my back, barefoot in jeans and a white...

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Mistake repeated

Hi readers. I’m Kumar here, I’ve been reading this stories for long time. And use to fantasy the story happening to me and use to shag. But how long. One day it was over. I joined for new job in Hyderabad. In well know company. It has been hard time to get a home for a bachelor. At I got a good house owner who believed in my word and rented their single bed room portion. Then as usual my fantasy continued. In my next portion there leaved a couple, as usually my intentions were clear with the...

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Marital Mistake Mended

Marnie had made a serious mistake which she discovered on her wedding night. She had respected Martin’s wish to save sex for that special occasion. None of the dozen boys and men she fucked before her wedding showed any restraint when offered access to her body. It wasn’t too difficult for her to be celibate with him during the six-month engagement. A boyfriend, Phil, had been screwing her quite well a couple times a week for the past year and he continued to service her hornies during her...

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Walters Huge MistakeChapter 19

After that afternoon with Kiki and Dana, my little world quickly started to unravel. It began, as most disasters do, simply, with Dana telling Brenda about our little session with Kiki and Walter, and then bragging to her about how she had turned Kiki out to girls. Brenda couldn't wait to get on the telephone to tell Audrey all about it. Audrey didn't exactly dump me right away. What she did was far worse. She started cheating on me. The worst part was that she did it all behind my back,...

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Honeymoon Gone Wrong 8211 Part 1 My Mistake

Vineet Sisodiya, 29 years old and the eldest in my family with three younger brothers. Being well settled, my parents forced me into my marriage. I accepted and got married to Chaitali. Chaitali comes from a small town and is a graduate of Arts. Chaitali is magnificent beauty. She’s 5’ 7” tall, perfectly shaped figure, 34-sized firm boobs, 28-sized waists, 34-sized huge butts and fair skin tone. She has a beautiful face cut and long hair with pink lips. Though I have seen some bold pictures on...

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When Mistakes happen Chapter 2

Miss Summers watched as April left her office before standing up and without knocking went straight into Miss Coe’s Study. Miss Summers glared at Miss Coe and demanded sternly, "Who asked you to cane April?"Miss Coe looked up in surprise and replied, "I thought you said last night that April would be coming to my Study for a caning?"Miss Summers retorted quickly, "I said no such thing. What I said was that April would be coming to your Study this morning and you were going to tell her that she...

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The Mistake2

“Tequila. Double.” She commanded sexily, staring straight into his eyes. He can’t have been any older than 19, and she was well aware she held all the authority in that situation. He was clearly flustered, unused to facing such confidence, as he fumbled to fetch her another drink. She smirked triumphantly and knocked it back in one before opening her purse to retrieve a Twenty. “Another…and one for your fine self,” she purred, extending her hand and placing the note firmly in his...

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Bigoted wife turned racist

by aliveinpr My stories do not necessarily reflect my personal proclivities, desires, wants or fantasies. Please read and enjoy this fictional writing. NOTE: I detest the “N” word, however viewing this story without the use of the “N” word, the story did not show the true prejudice of the wife. Rachael was southern born and raised that black people were inferior to white. Her husband has spent years since their marriage to change her mind. That deep southern bigotry, instilled...

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A Mistake

(Everyone in this story of legal age 18+) (This Story Is Purely Fictional. The characters in this story are not real. This story is made up and in no way a re-telling of events. Because they never took place. Thank you and enjoy.) ‘What do you mean I can’t check in to my room? Its’ my room, I paid for it!’ There Lizzy was, bags lying on the floor in front of the front desk counter of a hotel in Vegas and she couldn’t get into her room on a technicality, some one’s mistake. The clerk behind...

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Mistake and Triumph

mistake and triumpha collection of written thoughtby hugo carlos arreolacopyright 2012-----economy, non-wondrous?These days many a person wonders about the economy; each with his or her own definitive point-of-view. A man named by the span of green fields from the house of paper dissolved, sits before a panel to discuss his view and so the nation hangs by his word. When his day comes to pass; what will happen to it all? It is unfortunate to say - it will go on and simply continue in one fashion...

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Abigails Gift

Foreword. It is a sad fact of life that many of our teenage children come off the tracks. There are many hypotheses that try to explain how it is our society cannot cater for the younger generation, how it fails them at a fundamental level and leaves them to learn and fend for themselves. We teach our children the usual things, History, Geography, to read and write, numerical skills, but we seem to have forgotten how to teach them social graces and how to behave. But, for a large slice of the...

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Abigail

Foreword.It is a sad fact of life that many of our teenage children come off the tracks. There are many hypotheses that try to explain how it is, our society cannot cater for the younger generation, how it fails them at a fundamental level and leaves them to learn and fend for themselves. We teach our children the usual things, History, Geography, to read and write, numerical skills, but we seem to have forgotten how to teach them social graces and how to behave.But, for a large slice of the...

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Abigail three chapters

It is a sad fact of life that many of our teenage children come off the tracks. There are many hypotheses that try to explain how it is, our society cannot cater for the younger generation, how it fails them at a fundamental level and leaves them to learn and fend for themselves. We teach our children the usual things, History, Geography, to read and write, numerical skills, but we seem to have forgotten how to teach them social graces and how to behave. But, for a large slice of the...

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Abigail and MoiraChapter 9

"What were ye doing?" A stern voice cried, and the woman helped Abigail to her feet. "What were ye up to? Silly lass. Nearly got yourself killed." Abigail swayed slightly as she stood on her feet and the woman parked Abigail on a garden wall. "I'm fine," Abigail muttered, but the woman told her to stay there while she parked the car out of the middle of the road, and then escorted the teenage girl some stairs for a "cup of tea." Abigail's foot hurt, and her ankle was sore. She...

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Abigail at Home and at School Ch 03

ABIGAIL MAKING PEOPLE HAPPY On Wednesday afternoon at the private school, Abigail could be found in the gymnasium with the three physical education teachers. Lori Johnson, Bart Wilson and Gary Thornton were naked and coupled together on an exercise mat. Gary had his stiff dick buried in Abigail’s incredible sexy student as Lori munched on the teen’s tasty pussy. Bart with his cock in Abigail’s mouth waited patiently for his turn at her marvelous ass. Abigail was on all fours with Lori beneath...

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Abigail the Babysitter

This is my first try… Leave comments to what you think could be improved! * * * It was six oclock on Friday night when Abigail began to make her way down the street towards the OLachlan house. She grumbled under her breath. There were plenty of things that she would rather be doing on a Friday night that didnt involve babysitting two teenage brats. Her mother had pressured her into babysitting the OLachlans kids, though Abigail didnt see why they needed babysitting. The oldest, Jacob, was...

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Abigail Forsythe Ch 01

Copyright Otto26, 2007 * The dungeon corridors had very low ceilings, such that Abigail was forced to bow her head. The torch of the guard in front of her danced in the puddled water on the rough-hewn stone floor and left thick ropes of smoke that quickly blended into the darkness. Even in the relative warmth of the Hungarian spring the tunnels were cold and the sound of coughing echoed through them. Abigail pressed a handkerchief over her mouth and nose and shivered for a moment within her...

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Abigail Jeff are Hypnotized Ch 1

I have received several emails asking if I am a hypnotist. Yes, I am. My stories are based on facts (and fantasy) but are not actual occurrences. Everything depicted is possible. Questions or comments are welcome. * * * * * I had just finished a partnership meeting when Jeff came up to me. ‘Mike, you are a hypnotist, right?’ He was towering over me as he said that. I am tall, but Jeff is gigantic. He is a six foot eight, former basketball player. He was also a terrific salesman. Jeff has been...

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Historia 8 La Cita 2 Parte

Después de lo que había pasado en el hotel aquel, no podía quitarme de la cabeza lo ocurrido.Antes de salir de la habitación me había dado un pequeño papel con la dirección de su trabajo y el número de teléfono.Había pasado ya casi un mes cuando encontré esa nota guardada en mi cajón entre mi ropa anterior, la saque y no pude evitar sentir que mi respiración se agito recordando de nuevo aquella verga en mis labios entrando y saliendo, sus venas marcadas.Cargue la nota entre mis libros unos días...

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Abigail Jeff are Hypnotized Ch 2

I have received several emails asking if I am a hypnotist. Yes, I am. My stories are based on facts (and fantasy) but are not actual occurrences. Everything depicted is possible. Questions or comments welcome. * * * * * Jeff was very content for about two weeks. I was finishing a sales meeting when Jeff, looking puzzled, said to me: ”Would you talk to Abigail. She has been acting strange lately and I think it has something to do with the hypnosis thing.” “How has she been acting strange?” ...

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Compartments

Ships, particularly warships, have watertight compartments to stop internal flooding from torpedoes, bombs, or other hull damage to the ship. Sailors slam the heavy steel doors (hatches) shut and seal them tight, also known as dogging the hatches. This keeps the ship afloat during times of crisis.Military people, particularly those who have seen combat, also have compartments. When you’re flying off of your leader’s wing (who is also your best friend) and he gets blown out of the sky and you...

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Compartments

(C) Mojavejoe420 2020 Ships, particularly warships, have watertight compartments to stop internal flooding from torpedoes, bombs, or other hull damage to the ship. Sailors slam the heavy steel doors (hatches) shut and seal them tight, also known as dogging the hatches. This keeps the ship afloat during times of crisis. Military people, particularly those who have seen combat, also have compartments. When you’re flying off of your leader’s wing (who is also your best friend) and he gets...

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Mias Service Part 1 A Deliberate Mistake

She heard the heavy wooden door that had admitted the cold wind slam shut. At the end of the corridor, the Beastkin servant that kept the dungeon records looked up from her ledger and gave Mia a sympathetic glance. Approaching footsteps echoed and the girl returned to her work. Mia turned her head to watch the stairs, though she knew who was approaching. It was well known, and a source of some scandal, that princess Liana disciplined her servants personally. Sure enough the princess came into...

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A Very Big Mistake

Tags: MC, MF, FF, MD, GR Synopsis: A woman is transformed in order to pay for her husband’s gambling debts. Notes: This is based on a story called ‘My Big Mistake’ by Jim, an older, unfinished tale. I like it and decided to tackle a re-boot and completion. I was spurred by a request on MC Forums for stories in which the wife is transformed in front of the husband, which seemed like an interesting twist. Adult, erotic fiction. Do not read if illegal or immoral for you. It is fiction in...

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There Must Be a Mistake Ch 06

Note: All persons used in this novel are fictitious. Although the areas used in this novel are real, the streets, buildings, roadways, recreational areas, and other points of interest used to make this interesting reading for you, are neither at the exact heights, or in the location described. If you are looking for a great deal of explicit sexual activity, this is not the story for you. As I have it notated now, those scenes will be evocative rather than aggressive. They also will be a few and...

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A Mistake Corrected

I had been frustrated while in college. In order to avoid the draft, I was enrolled in ROTC. Unfortunately, the unit was a Military Police unit and I wanted to be a doctor. My grandfather was a physician but my dad, his son, was in Insurance. He had his own independent agency and was doing very well financially. I wanted nothing to do with insurance or business in general. My focus was medicine. For this I needed exceptionally good grades and all the prerequisite courses required by medical...

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