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Teddy's Story In which a medical condition causes Teddy to develop breasts and begin dressing as a girl - with his mother's help, of course. OK. Before I talk about my current situation, let me back up a little and give you a little history. Things were pretty much "normal" with me till I was about 11 or 12 years old, or so. I had gotten a set of weights the previous Christmas and had begun to exercise every other day. I was at that stage where boys became more aware of their bodies and the opposite sex. Clearly not all of us developed at the same rate and I wanted to make sure that I didn't stay one of the "skinny ones." At first the weightlifting didn't seem to make much difference and after about six months I was thinking about quitting. Shortly after that, while my arms hadn't changed, my chest seemed to be a little fuller. "Great" I thought, and increased the duration and intensity of my workouts. But after several more months, it became apparent that what I thought was happening, in fact wasn't happening. While my chest had gotten a little fuller, it now appeared not to be the muscles I had thought I was developing. In particular, the area around my nipples seemed to be getting thicker and softer as if I was developing a layer of fat there. I wasn't sure whether the exercise was causing this but I was startled by the development and decided to break off the daily exercises. Over the next several months the development of my chest continued. In addition to becoming fuller my nipples had grown larger and turned a lighter shade of pink instead of the flat brown "boy's nipples" that they had been a year or so ago. As I examined myself in the mirror, it almost looked as though I was developing two small breasts. During my yearly pre-school physical examination, the doctor commented that it was not unusual for boys to develop slightly enlarged breasts as they entered puberty and basically told me not to worry about it as they would eventually return to normal. And after he mentioned it, I checked out some of the other guys during gym classes and sure enough, some of them even had nipples and breasts larger than mine. By the following summer though, my breasts hadn't shrunk any and had continued to increase in size. They now stuck out maybe an inch or so from my chest and were quite noticeable. I got through that summer by wearing large floppy shirts and not undressing in front of anyone else. My parents couldn't understand why I was avoiding the community swimming pool that summer and I really didn't want to confide in them. At my next physical exam the doctor expressed some concern as to the size of my breasts and scheduled a conference with my parents. He basically told us that while all my other areas of development were normal, that he was concerned about the size of my breasts, and that if they continued to enlarge, that we might want to consider surgery to reduce their size. What he didn't realize what that my parents' religion forbids any kind of medical intervention such as surgery so that suggestion went over like a lead balloon. He did agree to write a note to the school so that I'd be excused from gym class. I talked it over with my parents later that week and was told that I was "In God's hands" and that his will, whatever it was, would be done. In short, I had to "suck it in" and live with what was happening to my body. While my parents could be OK, I have to admit that they could be really annoying at times. Like, our house has three bedrooms. My parents have one, of course. And my younger brother Jimmy and I share one. And the third is for my older sister Annie. Now that wouldn't be so bad but Annie is, like, eight years older than I am, and she's finished college and living in Los Angeles and working for some software company. But do you think that my parents will let me move into her bedroom so that I can have a little privacy? Oh, hardly. Annie's bedroom, and all of her clothes and stuff have to be left just as they were when she moved out three years ago when she graduated from college. Mom is like, "Well, she's planning on coming home for Christmas this year, and I know that she'd like to sleep in her own bedroom." And I'm thinking, "Mom, Annie hasn't been home for two years. And the only place I can get a little privacy to jerk off is in the shower in the morning?" But of course I didn't say that. Over the next several years, my breasts continued to enlarge. I had seen pictures of girl's breasts (my parents never did learn that I had a pretty good collection of girlie magazines out in the garage) and while most of the breasts that I had seen (at least for the younger girls) seemed to "stick out" from their chests, kind of like "cones" or something, my breasts seemed to sag more. This didn't bother me as it allowed me to keep my "problem" hidden by avoiding tight-fitting shirts and sweaters. I won't say that I had a really active sex life as my only partner was my right hand but I did date several girls in high school - just had to be careful during the make out sessions. So anyway, that's my history. And that brings me up to last week - which was in the middle of the summer between my Junior and Senior years. My breasts were very large by this time. I'm not sure but I'm guessing that they were a "C" or maybe a "D" cup. And they sagged down about six inches on my chest. My nipples are large and pink - and very sensitive (but that's another story). After initially being very supportive, I think that my parents are trying to pretend that I don't have a problem and that everything is normal on the home front. The subject of my breasts is never discussed and any of my clothes that they buy seem designed to hide the shape of my body as much as possible. I've got to admit to having mixed feelings about the situation. As a teenage boy it's really nice to be able to fit in with your group of friends - but that can be tough in my case because I have to be very careful to keep my body hidden. On the other hand, it may seem strange but the feeling of the weight of my breasts and the way they rub my stomach as they swing back and forth as I walk along is very pleasurable. And did I mention how sensitive my nipples are? I can make myself come just by playing with my breasts and gently massaging my nipples. Things came to a head last week when we were on vacation at the beach. It was one of the hottest days of the year and there I was with a heavy sweatshirt covering up the upper half of my body. Sure I could wade in the ocean but I couldn't go for a swim as that would make the wet sweatshirt cling to my body and expose the breasts that lurked beneath it. So my younger brother and I are walking along the boardwalk, and I'm sweating like a pig in my sweatshirt, and I'm thinking: "Is that what the rest of my life is going to be like? Spending all my time trying to keep my body hidden from the world?" "Oh, fuck this shit!" I loudly said and pulled off my sweatshirt and threw it down on the ground as I kept walking down the boardwalk. But now my two large, soft white breasts were fully exposed for the world to see. Hell, if girls and women can go topless why can't I? Well of course their situation is a little different and if I had expected to receive some attention, I wasn't disappointed. As I walked along people turned and stared at me, and I don't even want to repeat some of the comments they made. But you know? I DON'T GIVE A FUCK! I am the way I am and I don't care what other people think. But boy did the shit hit the fan when I got back to the apartment my folks had rented. I walked in the door, "topless," and my father's jaw dropped and after an initial gasp my mother screamed at me, "You can't walk around like that! Cover yourself up!" Well, things kind of went downhill from there after I yelled back at her that I was " . . . . . tired of fucking walking around with a sweatshirt on in the middle of summer just so folks can't see my tits." And then my dad chimed in and started yelling at me. And Jimmy's over in the corner laughing his fucking head off. So anyway, that was the end of that vacation. At home the next day, I'd decided that I wasn't going to let my folks run my life any longer so when I got ready to go out to mow the lawn in mid- morning, I just had on a pair of old khaki shorts, and a pair of beat up jogging shoes. I was almost out the front door when mom asked me to wait a minute. At least she wasn't screaming at me so I hesitated and heard her say, "You should really cover up a little. Let's go upstairs and see what we can find." I thought she was going to go into my bedroom but she led me into Annie's bedroom, when over to the dresser and began rummaging around in one of the drawers. "Here," she said, "This should fit you," and handed me some thing in a dark fabric. As I examined it I realized that it was one of Annie's tube tops. Well, I wasn't wild about putting on a piece of Annie's clothing but I was tired of arguing with Mom so I struggled into it. I guess that Annie was, well, "smaller" that I was as it was pretty tight on me. But it did both compress and support my breasts, and the dark color helped to make them less noticeable. So you could still tell that I had "something" on my chest, but I guess it was better than showing everything off to the world, so I wore it as I mowed the lawn that morning. And actually, other than being a little tight it really wasn't that uncomfortable so I kept it on the rest of the day. After supper the next day, I had a negotiating session with my parents. I kind of hinted that I'd keep myself "covered up" but like, I was going to be a Senior in high school and I thought that I should really have a room of my own, and in return for my dressing more discreetly they had to let me move into Annie's old bedroom. Of course Jimmy's like, "Oh wow! So I'll have a room of my own now?" And of course that didn't hurt my argument. So mom wasn't too wild about the idea, but dad just shrugged his shoulders, so she reluctantly agreed. Man, I was so happy to get a room of my own that I just grabbed all the clothing from my old bedroom, tossed it in a pile on the floor of my new bedroom and slept in Annie's bed, oops - my bed now - that night. Oh, Mom did have one condition, she didn't want to throw Annie's old clothes out or redecorate her old bedroom for me, but I figured that was a small price to pay for getting a bedroom of my own. "Man, this is so great," I thought as I snuggled down into the scented silken sheets that night, "A room of my own at last!" When I awoke the next morning, I got out of bed and began rooting through the pile of my clothes on the floor, trying to decide what to wear that day. The problem was that my clothes were all wrinkled from lying on the floor, and dirty clothes were mixed in with the clean ones, and I found myself thinking, "Wonder if any of Annie's clothes would fit me - at least they're better organized and clean." So I looked through her closet and found a pair of white shorts and a tan blouse that looked like they would fit me pretty well. "As long as I'm doing this," I thought, "I might as well go all the way," and I picked out a pair of Annie's white panties. As I looked at myself in the mirror, I noticed that my breasts were visible through the thin blouse and I knew that mom wouldn't like that. I was going to wear one of Annie's bras but I couldn't find one that was a comfortable fit - I think she must have been only a B-cup - so I just put on one of her light colored tube tops under the blouse - and that did a fairly good job of minimizing and hiding my breasts. "Why Teddy, you look so nice," Mom said as I walked into the kitchen for breakfast. I just blushed. Well, for the first couple of days I was pretty uncomfortable to be wearing girl's clothing but after awhile it just got to seem more and more natural to me and within a couple of weeks, I really had no desire to wear my old clothing and was enjoying going through Annie's closets and dresser and trying on her different outfits. Yeah, well, except for her bras, that is. Finally I was getting tired of wearing tube tops most of the time and wanted to try a real bra. So I got up my courage and asked mom if she'd mind buying a couple of bras for me. She had me take off the blouse that I was wearing (I was just planning on staying in the house that day and hadn't put on a tube top), and she got her tape measure and made several measurements over and under my breasts. Man, did it feel really strange to feel her hands on them as she measured me - that was the first time that anyone else had ever touched them - well, except for the doctor and school nurse and those guys don't really count. So anyway, she figured out that I needed a size 38 with a D-cup - and so that's what she bought me. Man, did I struggle the first couple of times I put on those bras, and Mom's helping me arrange the cups and she's touching my breasts as she helped me "adjust" things, and I'm looking in the mirror and getting all turned on by the sight of me wearing a bra and the feel or her hands on my breasts. Lucking I had put on a really baggy pair of shorts that morning so she couldn't see my erection. A couple of weeks before school started, mom and dad decided to take a long weekend and go to the beach one more time. When I heard their plans, I was, like, "Oh come on. You know what happened last time. And I'm not going to wear a sweatshirt again. Maybe, like, I could stay here and just spend the weekend with a friend?" Mom got this little smile on her face and handed me a small package and said that she thought that this would, ". . . . . solve the problem." I opened the package and found that she had bought me - TWO BIKINI BATHING SUITS! Oh wow, I ran up to my bedroom to try them on. Gosh did I look great in them - the tops really supported my breasts and lifted them up and emphasized their size and revealed all this cleavage. The only problem was that the bottom just barely covered up my dick and as I looked at myself in the mirror I got turned on and got this big erection and my dick popped out of the bikini bottom and of course it wouldn't be too cool to be walking along the beach with my dick danging out, so I managed to get it, like, stuffed back in the bikini bottom and tucked back between my legs so that you could hardly tell I had anything "down there" at all. The weekend at the beach was a lot of fun. And a couple of times I caught guys looking at me to "check me out" and that was so funny that I giggled a little. The first couple of weeks at school were tough. I was getting a lot of stares and comments about the girl's clothing that I was wearing. But after awhile things quieted down and I was pretty much accepted by the other kids. It was really funny, though, to be talking to one of my friends and realize that he wasn't talking to my face, he was talking to my tits. Well, other than the clothes, Annie had left behind a bunch of jewelry in her bedroom (now "my" bedroom). I was looking at it and wondering whether it would be okay with mom if I tried on a couple of the smaller pieces. When I broached the subject with mom she said that she didn't think that Annie would mind - and mom even took me to the mall to get my ears pierced so that I could wear some of Annie's earrings. While we were there she suggested that she take me to her beauty parlor to have something done with my hair. I had to admit that my hair was just this kind of shaggy boy's cut and I really didn't like it anymore, and luckily the beauty parlor wasn't busy that day and they could work me in. Several hours later, my dirty blonde hair had been changed to a dark brown, and styled with a part on the left that let it sweep down over the right side of my face and partially covering my right eye. Mom bought me a pair of dark sunglasses that rally went well with my new hairstyle. Jimmy was teasing me about my hair and clothes several weeks later, "Teddy looks like a girl with his clothes and hair. Can I kiss the little girlie," and he made kissing noises at me. That made me so mad that I slapped the little brat, and of course Jimmy ran crying to mom and she got mad and sent me up to my bedroom for the rest of the afternoon. While I was there I kept looking at myself in the mirror. I really did like my new hairstyle, and I tried on several different pairs of earrings before I found one that I liked, but there was still something "wrong" with my look. I guess that it was a combination of my heavy eyebrows, short eyelashes, and lack of any makeup at all. Now Annie had left behind a pretty good assortment of makeup but, like, most of it was dried out or all caked and unusable. I did find a set of tweezers and managed to thin my eyebrows so that they looked more girlish. A couple of weeks after that, mom suggested that since Jimmy and dad were going on a scout camping trip that weekend, that she and I could spend some time together. "Yeah mom, whatever," I thought. Right after Jimmy and Dad left on Friday night, mom led me into the bathroom and had me shower and then she showed me how to shave the hair from my legs and armpits without nicking myself too badly. First thing on Saturday, she showed me how to manicure my fingernails, and then she helped me apply some extensions to make them, like, over an inch long. And then she painted them with bright red fingernail polish, and used the same polish on my toenails. Then she had me put on a pair of Annie's sandals with three inch spike heels and practice walking around in them - man, was that a challenge! Later in the morning my makeup lessons began and continued into the afternoon. Oh man, when supper time came I couldn't believe how beautiful I looked with the eye shadow and mascara making my eyes look huge and luminous and the bright red lipstick that matched my fingernails. Finally she dabbed on a little perfume and then dressed me in a revealing hot pink miniskirt over my black lace pantyhose, and a tight, lowcut blouse over my pushup bra. Wow, as I looked at myself in the mirror I was getting really turned on and all of a sudden I had this big erection tenting out the front of my miniskirt - and didn't that really spoil the look? I didn't want to take a chance on breaking off one of my fingernails so mom reached down into my panties and grabbed my shaft and stroked me till I ejaculated. As I softened and shrank back to normal size, she tucked me back between my legs so that nothing was showing. As I looked at myself in the mirror, I couldn't believe how beautiful I had become! I was so happy that I cried a little, and of course that made my mascara run, and she had to reapply it. Finally she said, "Okay, you look wonderful. Let's go out to supper and I'll enjoy watching my beautiful daughter turn the boy's heads," as she led me to the car. "Oh, this is going to be so much fun," I squealed and giggled.

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Hey, this is just the starting point of hopefully a bunch of crazy and erotic stories. Feel free to just skip this part and start by choosing a story path of your liking, wether it might be for reading or adding chapters. We would also like to encourage you to add your own stories, if you like. No matter how short or long, how explicit or tame. We could just end the introduction here, but we'd like to remind you that all characters that take part in any sexual action are grown ups, 18 years or...

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Husband Turned on by Storytime

She then said, “It was Storytime night and that always ends with us having smoking hot sex”. Curious to what that meant I asked, “What is Storytime?” She said, “OMG it is so hot. John loves it when I tell him a sex story from my past or tell him a sex fantasy while I lay next to him and play with his dick. It is such great foreplay and it has really improved our sex life. We both get so horny. You should try it sometime”. This story is about how I discovered a kinky way to turn my husband on.

Married
2 years ago
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Teddy meets Roger

Well it took some doing but we finally did it in Napa at motel 6. We agreed on last Friday night so we could claim it before the New Year as our breakthrough and teddy had been a total wreck the past week wondering in one second if we should call it off but in the next second she was in a turmoil at what to wear or her deflowering. I woke up several times this last week when she was masturbating in a frenzy and it always embarrassed her when I caught her fingering herself but she laughed a...

4 years ago
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Teddy Bear Sex

Hi Sexy people. Handshake to boys, boobs shake to girls. Thank you for all who responded for my previous stories. This time I’m gonna narrate a cute story. This happened between me and my beautiful and cute friend. Let’s get onto it straight. Guys, your hands on your dick and girls, your fingers in your pussy now. I have a friend called Sahana, whom I met over the internet. In fact she was one of the reader of my sex story and we became friends. In the beginning we used to talk more about sex...

3 years ago
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Teddy Bear

Standard warning and disclaimer: All characters are fictional. If you see yourself, buy a new mirror. Contains subjects some people may find offensive. If you are one of them, why are you reading this? Protect your kids. If you are worried about them reading this sort of material, please censor free speech and use a safe surfing program such as net nanny. Or better yet, teach them early and lovingly to understand and accept different lifestyles. Before they learn they from bad...

3 years ago
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Teddy

[I’m the same guy who posted stories as Scorpio44. This story isn’t about sex. It’s about respect. No slut women, no cheating husbands, no first time sex. ] Every friend I have now says the same things about me. ‘He’s as big as a bear and as tough as a teddy.’ ‘I’ve never heard him raise his voice, ever.’ All the way up into high school any kid who wanted to pick a fight found me. I came home with black eyes, a broken nose, chipped teeth and bruises all over. As a freshman I got whipped by a...

4 years ago
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Teddy Bear

What first attracted my eyes to her was her height, for she was about two heads taller than most of the other women in the crowd. Her bright pink hair sported streaks of black down each side, and her oil-black sunglasses, worn inside the hectic train station, made many people stop and stare at her, usually before quickly scurrying out of her way. Yet, despite the black leather jacket and the gray chest-hugging top and the black miniskirt and the black-and-blue thigh-high stockings and the...

4 years ago
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Reminiscence Entwining part 2 Storylines

Reminiscence – Entwining ‘You know how I feel about this, you know what I’d like to give you.’ She told him, ever so slowly. Achingly, they had been lying in bed for two hours after they had awoken, just content to talk. The conversation had drifted however, to a more…. Taboo subject. ‘I know how you feel…’ he trailed off, kissing her neck, his arms wrapped around her waist. They were laying on their sides, her backs to him. She wasn’t being cold, she was on the verge of breaking. ‘I’ve been...

2 years ago
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Reminiscence Entwining part 2 Storylines

Reminiscence - Entwining ‘You know how I feel about this, you know what I’d like to give you.’ She told him, ever so slowly. Achingly, they had been lying in bed for two hours after they had awoken, just content to talk. The conversation had drifted however, to a more…. Taboo subject. ‘I know how you feel…’ he trailed off, kissing her neck, his arms wrapped around her waist. They were laying on their sides, her backs to him. She wasn’t being cold, she was on the verge of breaking. ‘I’ve been...

First Time
1 year ago
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The Storyteller

After picking up her coffee, Meara looked around the crowded café for a seat. Every seat seemed to be filled. After looking further, she noticed a table in the corner where a man about her age sat typing on his laptop, and the seat next to him was vacant. Approaching him, she said, "There are no other available seats; would you mind if I join you?" "No, you're welcome to join me," responded Sam. "Just let me finish recording my thought, here, and I'll put this away." "Don't stop on...

4 years ago
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Review this Story

Review this Story Thisstory has been edited by Chksng19. Any errors in grammar, punctuation orspelling are either an intentional part of the story or the result of MadLews mucking about with the text after it was properly edited Authors Notes: This is a work of fiction and all characters are entirely fictional.If you see yourself in this story you are sitting entirely too close tothe monitor. The fictional characters in this story are all at least 18 years old,even Larry. Some may feel the...

3 years ago
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Your own sex story

When i look for sex storys i look for ones that have my interest, i want to know yours so you can get the best enjoyment out of reading my storys. post a comment and tell me want you want in my story, i already have a base idea for a plot but it will keep changing as i add in what you want. also if you want to add a charecter i will take your suggestions. please note that this is still my story and im the writer. thank you and please leave alot of ideas!!! -QOH P.S. if you have any plots...

2 years ago
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A sad depressed and bittersweet story

A sad, depressed and bittersweet story. Disclaimer: All though inspired by a real story, this is fiction. It is a story-taking place in a horrible society where money and money only makes the world going round. Disgusting events according to Danish standard are described and I would wish that we could save the world back from Denmark, so people did not need to go trough such a life, but we can only watch the unjust to happen. The solution has to come from the government on the Philippines....

4 years ago
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RSVP A Halloween Story

All characters involved in sexual activity in this story are over the age of 18. If you are under the age of 18 or do not understand the difference between fantasy and reality or if you reside in any state, province, nation, or tribal territory that prohibits the reading of acts depicted in these stories, please stop reading immediately and move to somewhere that exists in the twenty-first century. Archiving and reposting of this story is permitted, but only if acknowledgment of copyright and...

2 years ago
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Aoife the Queen Maker A Halloween Story

1Aoife, the Queen Maker - A Halloween Storyby The TechnicianHalloween, Romance, Fantasy = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = =  The arrow falls; the door opens; the Queen is made.This story explores the connection between the Orionid meteor shower, the ancient Celtic myths which surround Samhain, and the great warrior Queens of ancient Ireland."Aoife, the Queen Maker" is the story the pixies told me when I wanted to write something else. Sometimes I write a story with a theme and plot that I...

3 years ago
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A Second Visit from Saint Michael A Halloween Story

A few of the references in this sequel will make more sense if you have read “A Visit From Saint Michael,” but it does stand totally on its own and can be enjoyed even if you have never read the first story. This story centers around non-consensual pain, humiliation and slavery. If such a premise disturbs you, then I would advise you to skip this story. Or you can skim past those sections and read a very interesting tale involving one of the “old gods” of Mexico and much of South...

2 years ago
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The Garden Bench Backstory

I have seen this lady a couple of times now, as it turned out, always on the 16th of the month, always at 2:30 in the afternoon. There always seemed to be purpose in her visit. Her visage purposeful.On this summers day, she looked so beautiful in her pink summer calf length frock. I looked at my watch and decided to take my break. Life in the gardens for staff could be hard physical work and for me, a young guy on placement from horticultural college, this was my life. It was all I ever wanted...

Masturbation
2 years ago
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Strangers on a Train part 3 Restaurant Shennanigans and a Bit of Backstory

I woke up to the warm pressure of Sofia’s supple skin pressed against my naked body. Did last night really happen? How could this woman be real? It seemed to good to be true. But, it was true, every glorious moment of it. I lay in bed lingering for a moment, taking in Sofia’s scent, nose nuzzled against her graceful neck. The improbable geometry of her body, the physical manifestation of quadratic functions, created a topographic map comprised of rolling hills and valleys beneath the...

4 years ago
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Backstory

Note: I mentioned in ‘The Next Morning’ that it was part of a longer story. Well, here’s the beginning of that story, drenched in the grief of a man who has lost his wife, who wakes up every morning wondering how to go on and then, one day, wakes up on a private island in the South Pacific. He’s comfortable enough. There is a beautiful beach house fitted out with every known amenity (and some that are still unknown). But the grief stays with him. And then, on the first anniversary of her death,...

2 years ago
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I Wish I Had Gone FishingChapter 5 The Backstory

When I crawled to Sally, too weak and sick to walk, I suspected my end was near. It felt like life and energy was ebbing out of me. I thought I was dying, so I panicked! Throwing caution to the wind, the hell with the consequences, like someone parched, I sucked life giving fluids from Sally’s pussy, my fountain of life. Immediately, I began to feel better, stronger. My mind cleared. Sally had been gang raped! What was I swallowing? I remember the damp towel now. Sally must have used the...

3 years ago
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Truck Guy Beach ShowerChapter 3 Backstory

I need some critical history about Erin before I go on. In high school (two classes), nursing school (three classes), and at her first job (at the lunch table) my wife was exposed to some feminist views that were stronger than the mainstream. All preached the same militant tune: “my body, my choice!” Each of the classes spent at least a month looking at fairy tales, traditional stories, literature and popular current authors to find the “subtle chauvinist themes.” The first example they all...

2 years ago
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Baseball Player to Baseball Wife Complete Story

Hazing To the real Gina-I wish there was a Thomas to make your dreams come true. On behalf of your sisters, we always knew that you were wearing our clothes! Lol In 2016 Major League Baseball banned the hazing practice of having new players wear dresses. This story is about a MLB player and his experience with the hazing ritual. Mike Young was living what many American men would consider the ultimate American dream. He was a starting pitcher for the California Seals, MLB newest...

2 years ago
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Wendy8217s erotic story

Ben is a very good friend of mine. We met in scouts when we were younger and became fast friends. As well as all the normal scouting trips, we also would get together during the summers whenever one of our moms was willing to give us a ride across town. Ben went to a private school so weekends and summers were the only times we really had to hang out. Wendy is Ben’s little sister. Wendy was always the cutest little kid. When I first met her she was maybe six years old, and she was always bubbly...

4 years ago
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Karen and Michelles Sad Story

Karen and Michelle?s Sad StoryBy [email protected] remember that this is fantasy and anyone thinking that they should do these things in real life, deserve to be locked up and have the key thrown away and play sissy slut to their cell mate for eternity.  If you are not at least 18 years of age please leave.PrologueStory SynopsisThis is the story of a Mother, Karen, and her daughter, Michelle, who each have a sad and sordid past and how they become the slaves of a spoiled...

4 years ago
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The Professors DaughterPart VBedtime Story

THE PROFESSOR’S DAUGHTER--Part V Bedtime Stories My old professors daughter Stephanie is a just turned 18-year-old knockout. She has cutest face you have ever seen and a slim Korean-Caucasian-mix body with a tight, petite Asian frame. She’s slim, quite tall and athletic (toned by ballet and gymnastics) with a nicely rounded firm ass and small but very firm tits. In my opinion Stephanie’s body is flawless. While her breasts are on the smallish side larger ones might look unnatural on her very...

Straight Sex
1 year ago
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Reading His Story

Part One – Messages I came across his short stories on another fiction website on which I had posted some of my own stories. The one I read first, which I found really sexy, was about a man and a woman on a beach who expose themselves to each other and masturbate. There was also a similar one about two people on a train, and another where two people in a crowded train carriage masturbate each other. He was obviously turned on by the same sort of thing as me, so I sent him a message, which...

Masturbation
4 years ago
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Threesome fun Kerrys Story

At first Kerry and Robert were fairly unambivalent about meeting with me. Men were fairly easy to get hold of on the swinger’s website. What they were looking for was the elusive single female, or other couples. We chatted a few times through the website, sending messages to and fro. They excited me a lot, and I knew they would not be disappointed should they ever decide to meet up with me. However, I was fairly lucky, in that I could at least let them read about what we could do together as a...

Group Sex
4 years ago
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Fictionmania The Case Of The Missing Story

Fictionmania: The case of the missing story. By Danielle J As always any comments or criticism are welcome. My email is [email protected]. This story is dedicated to fearless FM volunteer Alyssa who helped me with this story. Author?s note- This all started because of a missing FM story. I had a wild idea and I am using some of the FM volunteers and Authors for this story. ******** The names have been left the same to protect the innocent. My Name is Joe...

4 years ago
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The Shopping Mall A Jo Cross Story

I'm sitting here in the food court at the Trafford Centre, a shopping mall near Manchester. I'm not going to tell you how I'm dressed or what I've done. Jo's told me I have to keep that as a surprise for a while. She's grinning while I'm typing this, occasionally spinning the screen..... "That's right. For the girl who suggested it. She might get a kick out of what I've had you do," she smiled. "That it was her suggestion chosen." So I'm typing this story quick because all...

4 years ago
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Getting Help With My Story

Erotic story writer gets much needed help from his girlfriend...Getting Help With My StoryFor those of you out there who have been closely following my life story you are probably aware that I started writing sex fantasy stories and posting them on a fantasy web site. It is something I have been having fun with for several months now. Far from being embarrassed about it, it is not something I keep a secret. I readily tell my friends about my new hobby, though usually only if they ask me what I...

2 years ago
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Life Imitating Fiction A TG Horror Story

Life Imitating Fiction - A TG Horror Story By Julie O Edited By Robert Arnold Chapter 1 Twenty-one year old Adam Hood swiftly walked up the stairs to his third floor apartment. He walked up the steps as fast as he could in his high heels. The last thing he wanted was for one of his...

3 years ago
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The Hunting Cabin A Halloween Story

WARNING! All of my writing is intended for adults over the age of 18 ONLY. Stories may contain strong or even extreme sexual content. All people and events depicted are fictional and any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental. Actions, situations, and responses are fictional ONLY and should not be attempted in real life. If you are under the age or 18 or do not understand the difference between fantasy and reality or if you reside in any state, province, nation, or...

1 year ago
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Aoife the Queen Maker A Halloween Story

WARNING! All of my writing is intended for adults over the age of 18 ONLY. Stories may contain strong or even extreme sexual content. All people and events depicted are fictional and any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental. Actions, situations, and responses are fictional ONLY and should not be attempted in real life. If you are under the age or 18 or do not understand the difference between fantasy and reality or if you reside in any state, province, nation, or...

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