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TOOPSY, TURVY WORLD Mum he's morphing, I think he is already changed. What? I'm telling you mum, your ugly caterpillar son, Jamie, has changed into a pretty butterfly. How would know about morphing? I have been paying close attention and something is going on. Look at his eye lashes, see how long they have gotten. You mean you've been spying on Jamie, Sandra said, I told you this was going to be very tough for him and I do not think you know enough to even make a guess about it. Three years after the first changes to the male population it continued to occur to young boys going through puberty. She told her mum that she watched the Sanson twins change and it's similar. They tried to hide what was happening to them but their sister Beth and I had been watching them for any girly signs, they had been behaving oddly, very secretive and a lot of whispering. Then we noticed that they were starting to fill out a bit, their bums and their thighs seemed to be making their jeans tighter. We finally challenged them and forced them to undress. Just like all the other boys who morphed they also seemed to have lost a lot of strength. They attempted to put up a fight but even both of them could not stop us from stripping them naked and sure enough without their clothing both had reasonable sized breasts and had taken on a very female appearance down there, she pointed to herself, and about their hips. Beth and I had a lot of fun and had them both in tears as we dressed them up in pretty clothes that she had hidden away for just that moment. Sandra knew the twins since birth, lovely boys, Steven and Alex, both of them Jamie's friend growing up. She had watched on as this plague that was affecting the worldwide population in ways that were unimaginable. Men seemed to have it really bad, it appeared they were no long producing male hormones and were now producing female hormones in more than normal quantities. This was resulting in their testicles literally shrinking and finally falling away and their penis getting smaller and smaller until it began retracting back inside them. Basically between their legs they now had a slit concealing a tiny stub inside which was once had been a penis. Now this was happening to her son, Jamie. She wanted to cry for him. Poor Jamie, she taught, he had lasted out to age 18, while most boys changed between the ages 13 to 15, and he somehow he thought had escaped his faith. But believing he was going to make it through to manhood had made him a little bit arrogant, but it seemed he was now about to lose that swagger he had been displaying. He was going to find it difficult and it did not appear that his younger sister Bernie was not going to make his transition easy for him. She had been telling him for some time that he was going make a very pretty girl and she just could not wait to bring him along for his first bra fitting just as she and Beth had done with her two twin brothers, who she went on to tell him that their breast sizes were different and that was how she could now tell them apart. Sandra thought back three years to when the war ended. It came about in a crazy manner, male soldiers from both camps just threw down their weapons, abandoned positions as well as vehicles and just started running away. The whole world went crazy. What stopped the war was the dropping of what became called mist or cloud bombs, which on the orders of the president, and despite warnings from his science people, he insisted on dropping at various enemy strongholds throughout the world. He was told these bombs would force the opposing armies to submit and end the conflict, which they did, but just like in that war a long time ago which was supposed to end all wars, the wind changed so to speak and the cloud bombs affected everybody. There was just no hiding from it once it got into the air. Scientists believed it would remain in the atmosphere for hundreds of years. The main effect was an increase in female hormones which weakened and initially caused confusion in males. It also had affect on women, most went up a bra size, but they gained in height and strength plus there was at the time the unwelcome and annoying growth of their clitoris. That was until they found a new use for it. Older women began to have their periods again and in appearance looked younger which they found a blessing but that was certainly not true for their older husbands who a few months on were about to morph into old ladies. These changes their wives found so funny and most began enjoying humiliating their spouses a bit more than they should have. But after 40 years or more of being dominated by their husbands and waiting on them hand and foot, teasing them about their new fuller feminine figure and forcing them to doing the household chores was something they were relishing. Men who had never lifted a finger about the home were now the one doing the housework and sitting home watching TV while their wives were out enjoying themselves and expecting supper to be ready when they got home late, which they usually did from the pub. The older ladies also became sexually active again and for the older men having to lie on their backs with their legs spread while being penetrated by their wives just increased their humiliation. Initially men the world over were a mess, few could even string two words together, they were afraid of their own shadows, their wives, mothers and girlfriends just could not comfort them. It took a while but with the emergence of strong women control would shift. Women were nominated to represent the different fractions that had been involved in the war. They met together six months later and signed treaties and at that meeting it was also decided that men would never again be in power or hold any office that could cause the worldwide upheaval that had just been witnessed these past few years. Elections were held and everywhere there were now women presidents, prime ministers, finance ministers, leaders of industry, judges, an all-female police force, in fact every possible position of power was in the hands of women. Laws concerning the ability of men to ever regain their previous status were rolled out. In our country it was ruled that men could no longer vote, own property, have a bank account, drive, drink, in fact it was deemed that they were not up to being capable of doing anything but the most simple of tasks. Also all assets were to be put in their minders names, meaning that wives, mothers, sisters, aunts or any capable female was in charge of them. Men with no female relatives or minders were gathered up by female patrols and placed in camps where they would later be sent to factories and were put to work. The patrols were never disestablished and became a kind of force that collected up males who were either discarded by their female partners or had tried to get too clever for their own good. The thought of ending up in what were sweat shops was frightening enough for most males to keep them in their place. Although, most women enjoyed the satisfaction of being in sole charge of disciplining their men themselves. In places where laws had forced women to become mere chattels for men things quickly changed. It was now men who could not drive or leave home without a female relative present, they were required to cover their face in public and wear a burka. In the months that followed the usual black soon became bright pink, powder blue or crazy floral patterns and there seemed to be a competition going on between women as to who could deck out their husbands, boyfriends or sons in the most feminine getup. Men would now walk a proper distance behind their women wearing see through blouses and miniskirts that had no resemblance to burkas in the slightest. Women now enjoying the release began to adopt clothes similar to their counterparts in western society with t-shirts, jeans and sports shoes now the in things to wear. Men had now became chattels of what can only be termed as their female masters As all those laws restraining men were being passed in western countries men seemed to be gaining some of their old self-assurance and it certainly seemed that things were about to come to a head until the cloud bomb's influence took another huge step. This was when it became evident to women around the world that their husbands, sons and partners were showing signs of change. It became very public when the first lady, who was now in fact the elected president, appeared at the next gathering of world leaders who were meeting to re-establish trade agreements. She was accompanies by her husband, our past president, dressed in a blue sleeveless gown with a low front displaying a lot of cleavage, a pair of long white gloves, white toeless high heels, pink toenails and his now longer hair dyed blond. He was not the only previous president or chairman or prime minister to be there with their wives dressed in women's attire. In fact every one of them was dressed in female clothes. It was a planned move by the women to show the world who was now in control. The women managed to finalise trade agreements that would have been impossible several years ago in unbelievable record time which would later be ironed out by their respective female trade experts and officials. I think they even surprised themselves at the progress they were making in building up the world's economies. Meanwhile every so often the camera would scan the men who were seated around the edges of the meeting room and the TV commentator informed viewers who their wife was and which country she represented and went into detail of what outfit they were wearing. It appeared that every outfit had previously been worn by their wives at some function or other, those photos, old and new, of wives and husbands in matching evening wear appeared in every newspaper worldwide the next day. While the men in the room tried hard to hold a smile on their made up faces and glossed lips for the cameras it was obvious that they were very uncomfortable. The press at home had a field day with a photo from a few years earlier showing the then first lady wearing the very same blue dress that was worn by her husband. There was speculation as to whether the husband was also wearing the self-same underwear after photos from behind showed a very similar panty line. When questioned about the underwear the president just laughed and then told reporters that this was not a time for waste as the country was rebuilding itself after years of war. Our husbands will wear what they are told to wear. They are the ones responsible for their own predicament, they have been brought to this by their greed, arrogance, selfishness and stupidity and are now paying the price. But the comment that brought the room to laughter was, "We were all sick and tired to them strutting about with their mine is bigger than yours attitude, now when they think of who has the biggest it will not be their disappearing dicks they will be thinking about but their bra size." Unconsciously every man immediately looked down at his chest, an action that was not lost on the TV audience. After three days of successful talks the meetings came to an end. The world leaders went and celebrated their hugely successful efforts with a dinner with fine food followed by plenty of alcohol. As men were not permitted to drink or appear intoxicated in public they were ushered into a separate room where they were served tea and cake. Their conversation was very muted, for although bodily they now resembled women, in their minds they still thought of themselves as men. And as of yet fashion and gossiping was not yet the topics that would later become so popular between men. Most of them retired early. Later, upper most on their minds while waiting way past midnight in their hotel bedrooms for their wives to arrive back from their night of drinking was the hope that the women would be too drunk for sex. Most would not get their wish. It was no different in the presidential suite where after sex as he was laying cradled in his wife's embrace he stupidly mentioned that one ex-prime minister said he had overheard his wife mention that a cure had been discovered for the changes that had occurred. This very forward statement earned him a tweaked nipple, a telling off about listening to silly gossip and a severe warning never to repeat it. Meanwhile the president thoughts went to the six boys who were at that moment away in a secret lab being given doses of the male hormone testosterone and so far it appeared that these tests were going to be successful. Sperm would be required so real men were going to be vital for the continuation of the human race. There was going to be a lot more discussion about this she was sure. Drink made her soon fall asleep while her husband was left listening to her drunken snore as he tried to sleep but could not for thinking of how things used to be. A final meeting in the morning with only her own staff and government ministers was to work out plans she had to begin a school for the new male women where they could learn to perform tasks that had been traditionally performed by them. When she realised her husband could not even boil an egg she decided that some action was needed to show men what was now expected of them. It was decided that a compulsory six week course be devised where they would learn to cook, clean, sew, dress make, proper posture, beauty, to dance, learn to apply makeup, hairdressing, how to give a massage and look after their partner's needs (this was also to include sexual needs). If they showed an aptitude for secretarial work and were able to do shorthand for example they could do another six week course and the school would find them a position. After six weeks they would be assessed and if they could not excel at any of the subjects they would usually end up with lower paid jobs such as cleaning. The Domestic Training Schools as they were called and would soon be known by the female population at large as Sissy Schools. They enrolled men who had morphed and their role was to change them completely. Most came out if not more accepting of their new status then at least able to look after the home. Men were becoming women, they looked like women, were dressed like women by their wives and partners, and so were expected to do the chores that women had done for hundreds of years and like it. The president was the first to enrol her husband. They were paired off and would have courses doing hair, makeup, nails and they would also measure their partner and then proceed to make a dress for them. Cooking and cleaning were done individually but obviously they coupled up again to learn how to give a proper massage. Sexual pleasure was another that required a partner but here female volunteers were brought in. There was never any shortage of volunteers particularly with older women. Sandra did not know all what was happening in presidential circles but she remembered when Jack began to change. She had taken a job in the car factory where he was once employed, was working all the hours she could get to support her two children and her now useless husband. When the forewoman learned that she was Jack's wife she was reluctant to hire her, but she proved her worth and was now considered the top welder and was on very good money. Before the cloud disaster Jack had not been a very kind husband, and that was putting it mildly. He was a womaniser, a gambled and drank too much, so there was never enough money, but worst of all he beat her. She had worn quite a few pairs of sunglasses even on rainy days in their troubled marriage. He expected sex when he wanted it and always made sure he got it, his way to get what he wanted was usually with a slap. It was not easy on the kids and unfortunately his bad example was taken up by Jamie to both her and his sister Bernie in his early teens. If she had not taken on a cleaning job for the council - not much fun cleaning outside toilets all over town - they would have lost the house and starved in that period. But working 12 hours a day at the car plant, then coming home and expected to cook a meal and clear up the home was getting to her. Jack was a basket case and Jamie was next to useless, although Bernie did do her best she could but she still had her school work which Sandra insisted she concentrate on. So one evening coming home after a particularly busy day she just lost it. Jack had been behaving oddly the last two months, he was locking himself in the spare bedroom before she arrived home, and Sandra had difficulty remembering when she had last seen him. She had knocked on the door almost every morning and asked him please for goodness sake do some tidying up while she was at work. But this evening as she looked at the dishes in the sink, the clothes still wet in the basket that had never been hung out, the state of the toilet she decided that enough was enough. It surprised her how easily she smashed the lock of the bedroom door, he was standing in the corner wearing a pair of her pyjama bottoms and a loose sweater also belonging to her. She immediately started to roar at him that she was tired of this set up and it was time for him to do some work about the place. His answer that he was still the man of the house and did not have to do anything around here and that cleaning was women's work just made her madder. She grabbed his arm and began pulling him into their bedroom asking, then tell me the why the man of the house is wearing his wife's pink pyjama bottoms. She pulled him in front of their full length mirror and ripped off his sweater. She did not immediately recognise what he was wearing underneath but then realised it was something she had purchased years before to wear with a tiny black dress to conceal a panty line. This he was wearing about his chest in attempt to hide the fact that he now had breasts. She ripped that off him and a pair of breasts sprung into life, she laughed and then pulled down the pyjama bottoms, made him step out of them and grabbed his shoulders and spun him towards the mirror. The image looking back at Jack was not the Jack she had known. It was still Jack's face, although definitely softer, but the body was that of a woman. So this is what men of the house look like now is it, she chided, he mumbled some unheard reply. She stood behind him and with both hands cupping his new breasts and started playing with his nipples, then she ran her hands down to his groin. There was nothing there, she turned him around and with one foot forced him to spread his legs slightly. Then she began exploring, her fingers found a hole and as she explored further inside with one finger, than two fingers she came across a small stump which she was sure had to be what was left of his penis. The other women at work had been talking and laughing about what their husbands were undergoing, so she had some idea of what was going on. She felt her clitoris stir and as he lifted his eyes to hers for the first time she realised that she was looking down at him and she realised a similar thought came to him, except that he was looking up at her. She saw astonishment turn to fear on his face and suddenly she had never felt so much power. She pushed him roughly backwards onto their bed which had not known sex for some time. That was just about to change. She was quickly out of her dress and her knickers and was on top of him. He tried hard to get out from underneath but realised he had not the strength. She slapped him across the face and told him to lie still, to spread his legs wide and then the enlarged clitoris that she had found a real nuisance found its way into his new cavity with a little help from Jack who had been instructed to put it in. She immediately had an organism and was to have several more for the next 30 minutes as she pumped her husband hard, all the time telling him that this is how the man of the house would be getting it from now on. Rolling off him completely exhausted she pulled his head around to face hers and looked into his tear filled eyes and remembering how he had often ordered her to go down and clean him up. Now it was her turn and she found it even more empowering telling him to get down and clean her up with his tongue. The slight hesitation got him another slap across the face and he then did as he was told. This brought on another organism and after about 5 minutes she released his hair and ordered him to the bathroom to clean himself up then to come back immediately. She watched him exit and just could not believe what she was looking at from behind was once her husband. She now realised why he was wearing her pyjama bottoms, she did not think that his now womanly arse and larger thighs would have fit into his own jeans. The thought brought a smile to her face. The amount of times he had called her a "fat arsed bitch" were about to come back to bite him. He came back in to the bedroom holding one arm across his breasts and the other trying to cover down below. Sandra now just laughed out loud, and got off the bed, bent down and picked up her knickers which were lying on the ground and walked up to him and told him to put them on saying that any man who likes to wear pink pyjama bottoms surely would not object to wearing pink knickers, he looked bewildered but once again a slap brought him to his senses and he took them and slipped them on. She told him that they looked a bit tight on him and then put her hand where his penis used to be and remarked at how feminine, how soft and smooth he had gotten. She then picked up her dress and handing it to him laughingly told him to cover himself up and had the brazen hussy like him got no shame. When he had put on her dress which she was sure if he was to bend over would split being more than a little tight around the hips she walked out of bedroom telling him that she was going to shower and that Jackeline had better change the sheets on the bed, put them in the wash and remake the bed. As he was doing as he was told she called out for Jackeline to fetch a towel. He was then given the task of drying her off. This is unbelievable she thought, just delicious, I now have my own maid. Later that evening as he was washing up the dinner dishes Bernie who had just arrived home wanted to know why daddy was wearing a dress. Sandra replied that Jackeline was wearing a dress because mother told her to. She then repeated the president's line about husbands wearing what their wives tell them to wear. Bernie remarked that he probably needed a larger size then raised her eyebrows and smiled as if she understood what was happening. They were in the living room watching TV when Bernie thought she would try her luck and called out for Jackeline to make her a coffee. Calling out, you herd her fat arse, from Sandra got the desired result. Mother and daughter both had a little laugh. A few minutes later he brought out the coffee and then hurried back to the dishes after getting a pat on the behind from Sandra. Bernie then called out - Jackeline you forgot to bring in the biscuits. When he came back into the living room with the biscuits both mother and daughter began to comment on what nice round womanly bottom he had, Bernie went over to her sewing box and produced a tape measure and telling him to stand still measured about his hips, she then put the tape around his chest and then his waist and announced with a laugh 42 - 36 - 48. Sandra chimed in with it will be size XX knickers for Jackeline. She was enjoying his discomfort and looking at his red face she once again felt a surge of power and a tingling feeling between her lags and knew if Bernie was not sitting in the same room Jack would be on the floor dress up and knickers off, legs wide apart and her on top. Bernie seemed to know what her mother was thinking as she just nodded and said goodnight. In no time Jack was on his back again being Jackeline. That should have been the finish of the man of the house but there was more to come. But here she was now with a naked Jamie. Bernie was playing with his breasts trying to make his nipples erect. Sandra told Bernie who was only 14 years old to stop and go to her room and get Jamie some clothes. Jamie was shaking all over despite it not being cold. Sandra took him in her arms and told him everything was going to be all right. A crying Jamie said no, it was not going to be all right, he then told her he was scared of what was happening and knew his life was as good as over. Then there is the Pay Back ceremony. She tried to reassure him that it was not all bad, that after the ceremony he would have his Big Changeover Day and she would make sure that she found him a good and loving wife. Bernie returned with a bra, knickers, blouse and skirt and started to dress him and once again had to be told by Sandra to leave his nipples alone. The Pay Back ceremony could be dreadful for boys who had just changed. It originated right at the beginning when men began to morph as the change was known then just after the war. It seemed women who felt that they had been wronged by men or teenage boys were convinced they had every right to get revenge on them now as they were the weaker sex and in law had no rights whatsoever. Men were dolled up, taken to the common and given 15 minutes to try to escape. None ever did, they were raped and humiliated and left naked to find their way home. Trophies were kept, his knickers, which were always embroidered with his name, being the most favoured, but his bra or even a lock of his hair was acceptable. Sandra had subjected Jack to the ceremony when at least ten women at the car factory had told her that he had forced himself on then or had inappropriately touched them. She dropped him off wearing a pink blouse, very short yellow skirt and a white belt, easy to spot on a dark night. She made him wear four inch high heels which were locked on and would prevent him getting very far with the heels sinking into the soft earth making it near impossible for him to get away. Sandra was phoned by the ladies who participated in the hunt to tell her that it was probably advisable to drive to the common and bring him home. But his knickers did get pride of place in the smoko room notice board at the car factory the next morning. The ceremony was not as barbaric as it was in the beginning as most of the boys who were changing now had not hurt or harmed any girls, other than a bit of teasing that was just normal between young boys and girls. The participants were mainly now younger as most of the older women had had their fun. Now rules were that there could not to be any more than ten girls chasing their prize, they could hunt in pairs. Often the boy was fooled into believing that he would be given a chance if he made it to a certain spot he would be free to go home unmolested. But it seemed that girls could change the rules and the spot anytime the pleased. The boys never made it and they would experience sex as a women for the first time. Their first lover if you could call her that would than get to display his knickers and have the right to give him his girly name. Some girls had quite a few trophy knickers up on their bedroom walls. Jamie's would be one of the last ceremonies ever conducted as the local council would soon ban the practise as being against all that was good in the new world that women were trying to establish, Beth the twin's sister and Bernie's best friend, who was also 14 years old, had hero worshipped Jamie all her life was determined to be the one to hunt down him. She was not going to let any other girl hurt him, she had dreamed when younger that one day he would marry her and he would love and look after her forever, but now in this topsy turvy world she would marry him and love and look after him. So with his sister Bernie they hatched their plan. They had borrowed the gardeners keys to her hut and Bernie would get the key to Jamie so he could hide up and wait for them to find him. Jamie believing he was to get away did not know that Beth had other romantic ideas for him. She spent half her savings on a very expensive bra and knicker set that Jamie would wear for the hunt and even put his name on them, she wanted him to look beautiful. That evening Sandra and Bernie dressed Jamie in the underwear that Beth had purchased and in a beautiful loose fitting white dress that inside had black lining and covered it with a dark cardigan. Sandra felt as she was leading him to his slaughter as she dropped him off at the common. She looked at the girls assembled waiting for Jamie's release. She recognised some from the factory. All the girls were a lot older than her daughter and her friend and Sandra really hopped their plan worked. Bernie had given her mother the key to the shed which she now slipped into Jamie's purse and started to explain the plan the two girls had devised. Jamie was to initially head south towards the motorway, but then double back and get to the lake, there was a boat waiting by, one of the twins partners, Phillis, would be waiting to get him across and then he was to get to the hut, open it, lock himself in. He was to wait then until Bernie and Beth got there. He was not to open the hut door to anyone else his mother warned him. She did not tell him she knew some of the girls from the factory and knew they looked forward to these hunts. Bragging in the morning how they had been the first to turn so and so into a full blown woman and had his knickers to prove it. The plan worked well, Jamie pulled off his dress and turned it inside out with the black side showing but problems began as he got to the boat, Phillis wasn't there so Jamie while stepping into the tiny boat capsized it and unfortunately gave a little scream as he went into the cold water. He then discovered that the water was not that deep so he decided to leave the boat and wade across. He was almost at the other side when he froze and saw Sarah Mullen and June Tuffery with big grins waiting for him on the bank. They had heard his little scream. Come on Jamie, they chided, we've been waiting a long time for you, you need a real clitty in your brand new little fanny to turn you into a real woman, let us be the first. He knew he could not stay in the water any longer and that he could not fight them off but just as they were just about to grab him out of the lake he thought they lost their balance as they flew past him only to see Beth and Bernie had pushed them into the water. They pulled him out and grabbed an arm each and pulled him along to the gardener's hut. They got the key from Jamie's purse which somehow he had not lost and got into the hut and locked it from the inside. They remained quite as they knew that Sarah and June would not be very happy about what had just happened and would come looking for them. Beth undressed Jamie and gave him her jacket to put on, she then pulled off her jeans and told Jamie to put them so as to keep warm. Bernie just looked on in amusement, there was Jamie's pretty expensive underwear and dress and cardigan lying wet on the hut floor, Jamie in Beth's jeans and jacket and Beth was the one almost naked. Bernie was sure it was supposed to be the other way around. Wasn't that what the hunt was all about, to get the male naked. They heard the two girls outside, they tried the door, then the window, then the door again calling out to them that they knew you little bastards were in there and that if they did not open the door they would kill them. They hung about for 15 minutes but being cold and wet they gave up and were not keen to stay any longer. Inside the hut they heard cursing as they wondered away. Bernie said she was going to hang on for another 15 and then she would leave the two lovebirds to get on with it. She saw the look of confusion come over Jamie's face. It's the rules she told him, Beth hunted you down, she claims you and anyway who do you think bought you all that expensive sexy underwear you got to wear for the hunt. After a while she let herself out and told them to lock the door again as it would not do to ruin Beth's big night. It took Beth a few minutes to get up the courage to go over to Jamie, she picked up his wet underwear on her way and asked him if he liked them, she told him she had got them for him specially for tonight as there was no way any other girl was going to get them off him other than her. She then put her arm about his shoulder and pulled him to her and kissed him on the lips. Jamie who thought the whole plan was just to save him and get him home safe and unmolested now came to the realisation that he was an 18 year old who was now under the control of a 14 year old girl who had every intention of having sex with him. Was it even legal came to his mind, but then he remembered when it came to the law males had no rights whatsoever. Jamie then felt Beth begin to pull down the jeans she had given him and start to put her hands on his groin. She was a fast mover and had him naked in no time, it was as if she was afraid she might change her mind, soon she had him on his back and was forcing his legs apart and directing her clitoris into his, he did not know what to call it, maybe, his fanny. But it did not matter after the initial shock of what was happening to him he realised he felt safe with Beth. They got home before daylight. He wearing her jacket and jeans again, she was in a t-shirt and a pair of boxers, an item of clothing which was quickly becoming fashionable for women to wear. In his hand he carried a wet bra, a white dress, and cardigan. She meanwhile proudly carried the wet knickers he had been wearing. She took him to his door and rang the bell, Sandra opened the door saying finally your home, but before he went inside Beth pulled him to her and kissed him hard and whispered in his ear that his girly name would be Jasmine, you are my pretty little Jasmine, she said. He had always thought he was taller than her, in fact he was sure of it, but tonight for some reason he felt, he tried to think of a word, dainty, that's it. All the way home he had felt it. That's what I feel in Beth's arms. His mother inquired if he needed a shower before bed but he just looked dreamingly at her and she gave him a special motherly hug, turned him towards the stairs and gave him a little tap on his bottom as she led him to the shower. She's very young you know, Sandra told him, it may be a long courtship, she finished. Later Jamie floated to his bed feeling something he had never thought possible, yes he thought I feel very feminine as he went to his dresser and selected a pair of warm cotton knickers and a clean nightie to wear then jumped into bed and hugged himself to sleep that night. In the morning the brand new feminine Jamie/Jasmine was about to get a shock when he was informed by Sandra that he would be helping Jackeline with the housework, and later she would be taking him up to the sissy school and getting him enrolled. But for now he was in heaven. In the morning while Jackeline prepared breakfast and Jamie set the table mother and daughter began discussing Jamie's Big Day. They considered who to invite and it was decided just their neighbours who resided in the small cul-de-sac they lived in. Locally it was known as the keyhole as it only had five detached houses, numbered 1 to 5. In number 1 lived the Jacksons, Francis and Jane, both in their 40's. They both worked down in the car factory, Jane as a mechanic and Francis was now the tea lady in the smoko room. They had two girls who at present were at university and would not be attending. Francis now known as Fanny by Jane and everyone else for that matter had a difficult change. As an essential worker he did not have to join the army and enjoyed a good life at home. He had always been into image and had his own gym in his garage where he would spend hours and hours working out. At the drop of a hat his t-shirt was off as he loved showing off what he considered his magnificent body, especially if there were women about. But in truth as Jane often pointed out to him, he never dropped his undies that often as that would have shown how tiny he was in a department that mattered. As he began to change that fine sculptured body began to turn to fat and not in a solid way, just floppy really. Just walking about he just seemed to wobble all over. Jane would never allowed him to wear a bra with the result that his tits just about came down to his belly button. Poor Fanny whilst at work got such a hard time from the women with some of the younger ones often getting him in a corner and removing his top which 12 months earlier he loved to remove himself was really upsetting for him now when taken by the young women who then would hide it forcing him to go about topless and in tears until Jane who always kept a spare top for him in her locker passed it on to him. Now it was Jane who worked out in the gym and since her breast reduction looked quite formidable in a very manly way. Jane arrived in a dark blue tracksuit and it was evident that she had allowed Fanny to wear a bra judging by the way his breasts jutted out. In number 2 lived Alistair and Mary. Alistair was in his 50's and Mary in her 30's. It was always felt that Mary had married Alistair for his money but if she had asked anybody who knew him they would have informed her that he was a tight fisted mean miserable bastard and that there was no possible way that Mary was getting a penny of it. He was one of those people who would disappear from the bar when the round got to his turn. He did not work and no one knew where his money came from. Mary had been kept on a small housekeeping allowance and had been forced to go out and get part time work as a typist to be able to afford to buy what she considered proper clothes for their seven year old son, Peter. So when the change came and the law denied men from having bank accounts in their name and everything was handed over to Mary she could not believe that she was now a millionaire. She like a lot of other mothers had decided to dress their sons in girl's clothing to make the crossover easier on them, wore nothing but the best, while Alistair, now Alice, got all his clothing from the local opp shops which now had an oversupply of women's clothing as they were now starting to dress more like men in t-shirts and jeans. So poor Alice was now going about in clothes that had been donated by women who no longer required them. Mary insisted he got his clothes from the bargain bin meaning that his underwear was always tatty, dresses usually ill -fitting and his shoes worn. There was a boy from a previous marriage, now 20 who was working as an assistant to a government minister and it was thought that they might show up. The invitation was given and as yet Sandra had not had a reply. Mary also had a breast reduction, a process which was becoming popular with women. When asked about it, Mary would reply that one pair of tits in the family was more than enough. Mary arrived holding Peter's hand and both were beautifully dressed, especially Peter in his pink trimmed sailor's suit. She told Sandra laughingly that Alice would get here when he could find a suitable dress to wear. In number 4 were the Leonadrs, Adam and Rachel, both in their early 30's. Adam was the only male from the keyhole who had been in the army. When he finally got home he was a complete mess and Rachel worked very hard to get him back to the man he was before. Just as she was getting some positive responsive from him he began to change. But change for him was something he had dreamed about all of his life, for she discovered that he had been a closet crossdresser and the changeover allowed him to live his dream. He graduated from the Domestic Training School's initial six week compulsory course with top marks and it was suggested that he should continue his studies in sewing and dressmaking where he showed such a keen interest. Changing his name from Adam to Eve he excelled in the art and was very soon recognised as one of the best young designer in women's fashion. Unfortunately as men became feminised and women were starting to dress like men of old in jeans, shirts, jackets etc., it seemed all Eve's beautiful clothes would not be worn at all, but around this time the now wealthy wives began to buy Eve's designer clothing for their husbands. Eve and Rachel had it made, Rachel managed everything and Eve was now in all the glossy magazines modelling her own clothes. With no time for housework they had hired Mitch who lived in number 5 to look after that for them. Having them arrive especially for Jamie's big day was very extremely special. As expected this couple looked like movie stars when they arrived. In number 5 lived the Sansons, Mitch and Wendy, they were parents to the twins Alex, now Alexa and Sean, now Shona and also their daughter Beth. Mitch and Wendy had both been high school teachers and Wendy went on to be a head teacher at one of the Domestic Training Schools. Mitch for some unknown reason never impressed at the school and ended up being an evening cleaner at the old high school. Some thought that Wendy had something to do with keeping him back but this was never proved. Wendy allowed Mitch to continue to wear men's clothing for a long time until after a particularly trying day at the school with a class of 50-plus men she got angry when they made a mess of the cooking class she was running and was forced to discipline them. Her form of discipline was unique in that the guilty trio were forced to dress in baby clothes, nappies and plastic pants included. She told them that if they were going to behave like infants then they would be treated as infants. When their wives arrived to pick them up after school they thanked Wendy for giving them such a fantastic idea. She had tried this discipline out on Mitch when once again he did not do as told and it was a huge success as Mitch was transformed into Silly Little Milly which he did not enjoy and quickly learned to obey Wendy. Little did she know that she had started a trend. There were a lot of baby men that year. Needless to say that Rachel and Eve made a killing on outfits. She later complained to other teachers that these older students forgot that they were no longer men and that it would not help them in any way when they felt the wrath of their wives when they finally got back to their own kitchens. That particular evening she arrived home and told Mitch she was tired and could do with a drink. He did not move from the sofa where he was reading. She had had enough, she grabbed his ear and lifted him off the sofa telling him when she tells him she wants a drink he should jump and get her one and not just lay there like a slob. Now get me that drink, she ordered. He promptly arrived back with a glass of beer and as he was heading back to the sofa and his book she growled at him to stay where he was. Glum faced he stood in front of her and she could see she had been too easy on him and from this moment that was about to change. You people who are no longer real men seem to have forgotten that you are now women so no more male clothes for you my girl, you had your chance but you have just become too self-willed, she told him, only dresses and skirts for you from now on, and I'm sending you back to sissy school as I'm not happy with the way you perform your chores. Also from now on your name will be Milly. Now Milly off to bed with you and no men's pyjama's for you girl, instead you will wear one of my old nighties. She stood up and marched him out of the living room. Milly suffered some unwanted sex that night, something he had never expected, resulting in a very sore bottom the following morning after a good pegging from Wendy. Wendy brought Milly along wearing a top that showed a lot of skin highlighted by his new belly button piercing and a skirt that only just covered his ample bottom. He was finding it difficult getting about in the six inch heels she had insisted he wear. Jasmine's grandparents were next to arrive, nana Pam and papa Joe or Josie as nana called him. She wore an oversize jersey and baggy shorts both of which had once belonged to her husband while he wore a very pretty summer skirt with yellow flowers and green leaves on a white background. He was not a small woman so the dress really stood out. The sleeves, neck and hem were somehow beautifully gathered to give a frilly effect which was all his own work. Sandra came to greet them and accepted the cake that Pam had insisted that Josie make for the occasion which she handed to Jackeline who took it inside. As they knew almost everyone who was there other than the Minister she took them over to introduce them to her. Pam shuck hands and Josie was told to courtesy by Pam. Eve, who was probably one of the only men who just loved being who he was now and with a love of clothes seeing Josie's dress could not stay away and came over to admire it. With Pam answering all the questions about the garment telling Eve that he made it himself and he had a select number of male clients who he produced clothes for. She told him he also makes his own underwear and soon Josie's dress was being held up by Pam exposing Josie's rather large thighs, while Eve inspected the frilly bloomers he was wearing. Eve was fascinated with the fancy stitching and told Pam to talk to Rachel about sending some work his way. This was too much for Josie, who despite living as a female for the last two years felt he was never ever going to get used to being basically what was his wife's wife. To be trotted out like he was some show dog all made up and smelling of roses. Now here he was with Eve feeling the leg of his knickers the indignity of it was not lost on Pam who watched as he began to blush believing that he was enjoying Eve touching his leg. Both now in their mid-60's and for almost 40 of those years he had ruled the roost and although he had not been a bad husband there was a mean streak in Pam that he never suspected until the change. She now ruled with a strict discipline and he was not likely to forget the times he had tried to defy her. Despite his weight being put over her knee and being spanked like a little child was not something he was likely to forget. So he had no choice but to fall in with her idea of what a woman must do for her wife, her, how she should behave in public and she should always be available to her at any time of the day or night. They had just about finished with sex before the change but now Pam demanded it every night. Having been sent to bed early most nights he would dread her climbing in beside him and her practise of putting her hand up his nightie and then the familiar tug on his knickers which was her way of telling him to get on his back, get his knickers off and spread his legs. Sleeping on the wet spot became a nightly occurrence. Pam never once in the past two years ever referred to Joe as being male. He was always referred to in a female context and that was how she liked to see him. Humiliating him was a daily sport. Finally when Eve had finished inspecting his knickers Pam let his skirt drop down again and whispered to him, now wasn't that fun, didn't that make you feel all pretty and girly. No amount of makeup that he was wearing could hide the fact there was no doubt that he was blushing more than ever. The day went really well, the women congregated around the barbeque while the men prepared the salads, breads, savouries and cakes, insured that the women had a drink and generally looked after them. Jamie looked beautiful in the dress Eve had specially designed for him and Beth seldom left his side. Which was just as well and the government minister, dressed in a pin striped suit, seemed to be very taken with him. She was completely ignoring Alice's older son, John or Crystal which she called to him when she wanted her glass refilled and was now concentrating on Jamie. Once while Beth had gone to talk to her brothers about helping Jamie get through his first few months living as a girl, always the most difficult, the minister took advantage and had taken Jamie's face in both her hands and planted a kiss right on his lips. Everyone heard as she told Jamie that she was going to take him home and he would be her new star, I will call you Stella, yes, she said I am taking you home with me. She said she would arrange it with his mother. This was too much for Beth, whose face was now the same colour as her red hair. She marched right over, stood in front of Jamie and looking up at the minister and did not hesitate punching her in the jaw. If Jane had not stepped in no one was sure how it would all have ended up. Even when the minister's body guard who had been called in from the waiting car outside arrived she realised that she was going to be no match for Jane. The hours she had spent in the garage gym was paying off. The minister was asked to leave the party and as she called to Crystal to get over here telling him that they were leaving, Sandra put a protective arm around his shoulders and told her she would be leaving on her own because John was staying put. She left saying that they had not heard the last of this and stormed off. Jamie's big day really took off after that and the women decided that the men might be allowed a little alcohol. Later that evening Beth took her Jasmine as she liked to think of Jamie by the hand and led him up to his bedroom which had been redecorated from a boy's room to very much now a girl's bedroom by herself, the twins and Bernie. The football posters had been replaced by the latest girl singers and film stars, a new dressing table with mirrors was complete with stool where he could do his makeup, which now abundantly adorned the dresser top. But best of all as far as Beth was concerned was the contents of the drawers which now she showed to her Jasmine contained beautiful lingerie, night dresses, bras and even a pair of fluffy pink slippers in the bottom drawer. For a moment they both caught each other's eye in the mirror then Beth led him to the bed and began to undress him. Then she pulled back the pink silk sheet and gently pushed him down so as to lie on the bed. In one second flat she was undressed and in the bed with him and once again despite being older and still bigger Beth made him once again feel dainty and feminine as she entered him and he knew he was falling in love with that feeling. The next morning the same crowd arrived around at Sandra's for breakfast. The women sat around the table laughing and joking while the men were content chatting among themselves as they prepared breakfast. After everyone agreed that it was a marvellous day yesterday, Jane suggested that in future men should always be allowed a little alcohol. The men looking shyly at each other nodded their heads in agreement. FOUR YEARS LATER Pam had taken Josie out to celebrate her 70th birthday. He was up at the bar ordering drinks, chatting with a few mates and just generally being his good humoured self. He too had had his breasts removed two years back and Josie looking on could not believe what a handsome husband she had. Just over seven years living and behaving as a woman had made Josie mellow. Doing housework, cooking him his meals, doing his washing, keeping his home clean and tidy were now second nature. What she once inwardly rebelled against, housework, had now become routine for her. She loved doing little things like ironing his shirts, baking special treats for him, giving him massages, cutting his hair. In fact she loved doing everything that a wife does for a man. She watched him returning carrying the drinks and once again could not believe how good he looked. He was a year younger at 69, but could easily have passed for a man in his fifties. The grey hair oiled straight back and the square chin, broad shoulders. Other than the hips being perhaps a little fuller than men of old had been he still to Josie's eyes looked very manly in the new suit he was wearing for the occasion. She thought back to how she looked just eight years ago but could no longer see him as a woman and could no longer even imagine him in a skirt. He handed the sparkling water to her and winked telling her there was a couple of gins in it. She thanked him as he wished her a happy birthday and smiled as she thought that she no longer thought of herself as male and he was no longer the little lady. Every night she was reminded of the fact that it was her who was the now little lady as he took her in bed. At least he called her his little lady when in fact she now fit into a size20 dress. Sexually he was still very active and she loved the attention if not the act. But every night she made sure she was showered, perfumed and was wearing clean knickers and nightie. He was no longer as rough as he had been in the beginning and it no longer seemed to be a power thing with him as there was now nothing to prove. But most of all she loved the fact that he never looked at other women despite at 70 she was hardly the most attractive woman in the world. So pleasing him was everything. Some of their family and friends would be arriving soon so it was nice to spend a few moments alone with him. Sandra would be coming bringing Crystal, Jack one day had just wondered off and never come back. It was thought he was picked by the patrols. Crystal had moved in and although there was nothing official he was now keeping house for her and for all intents and purposes they were a couple. Jane was also bringing her new woman, no one knew who she was as Jane seemed to change partners like some women change their underwear. Francis was also off the scene, another mystery best not talked about. He never took to his new body. Mary and Alice had moved away, Mary spending some of Alistair's millions on a home in the sun. Her son Peter was now called Pat. Rachel and Eve would be there of course. They were just flying in from overseas but would be there as promised. Josie still did a lot of work for them at home in the evenings, especially his original designs, they would not trust anyone else but her to do the job. Wendy and Milly, once Mitch, would also be there. Milly still looked after Rachel and Eve's house but as they were very seldom there it was money for jam, so to speak. The twins had both married and moved away with their partners. Bernie had been absent for the past two years, all very hush, hush, but it was believed she had volunteered for the fertility programme. This was a programme set up by the government to insure that the world would still have people in it. She had said she would try and make it but in her last contact with Sandra she had said she was with child so it was unlikely she would turn up. And last but not least their grandchild would be brought along by Beth, that red head who had lined Jamie up as her intended when she was just 14. They had been married as soon as Beth was the legal age of 16 and were now living out in the country where they kept horses. Jamie or Jasmine was employed by Rachael and Eve in their fashion empire. In fact Jasmine was now the face of every glossy magazine and had taken top spot from Eve, who after five years at the top was very glad to hand the crown to her. Remembering Jamie's big day and Beth reacting to the behaviour of that government minister brought another smile to Josie. She was confident that her grandchild was in good hands and would always be well looked after. Josie began to think back to when it had all started for him, the abject fear, creating an empty feeling in the pit of his stomach as he watched his penis and testicles begin to shrink, the obvious enlargement of his breast and every day looking in the mirror as his behind and hips began to expand and then as his thighs began to get bigger and discovering that he did not fit his jeans. This extra layer was not muscle but a soft covering of fat that was beginning to overwhelm his whole body as he began to look more and more like a woman every day. Losing what had been between his legs was something akin to a death, his whole life was over and depression set in. Initially Pam felt sympathy for him and let him wear her jeans and slacks as they were made to stretch, but as he got larger and seeing other women began to dress their husbands in female clothing, Josie was put into dresses and skirts. As Pam began to take control Josie was pushed further into the black hole that was overtaking him. Six weeks at the Domestic Training school did not improve his attitude so Pam enrolled him for a further six weeks. How he hated the world and that stupid past president for being responsible for what was happening to him. He did not want to be a woman full stop and did all he could to disturb Pam's plans for him. Surprisingly it was not the spankings that Pam subjected him to but the dressing him up in child's clothes at the school by Wendy that brought him around. Being forced to wear baby clothing and a nappy for a whole week brought him into line. When Wendy called at the school to pick him up she saw a large crowd of women gathered in the main hall, wondering what was going on she approached and saw three elder students dressed as babies. The women were having a field day, saying how cute and pretty they looked with some tickling their tummies and pinching their cheeks inquiring where their mummies were and saying that they must be very proud of their little babies. Pam just burst out in laughter as she called her husband to her in baby talk, what a very pretty dress my little fat girly was wearing. She could tell he was wearing a nappy by the rustle of his plastic pants as he waddled towards her. Has itsy bitsy Josie got a wet nap nap, she called to him as she reached under his frilly little dress and felt his bottom. Just then Wendy arrived and explained to Pam what had happened at class and that instead of a spanking she decided on a new kind of discipline which had worked on her husband. She handed Pam a carryall which contained adult size baby clothes, some more nappies, a couple of pacifiers, a rattle and two cans of baby formula and two feeding bottles. 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If they met other men while being taken out by their wives they could not look each other in the eye because of the embarrassment, instead looked down at their shoes, their women's shoes, keeping very still with their hands down by their sides holding their dress down in the wind while the women chatted. Having to sit to pee was also a new and unwanted experience which he detested and then there was the queue at the toilets when he was out. Not able to use the urinals anymore in men's toilets there was always a wait to get into a cubical and what used to take a couple of minutes now could be a half hour ordeal. He found that his new body could not hold onto his wee like his old penis could and the long wait often saw him spending the evening in wet knickers until he learned to always have a spare pair stashed in a plastic bag in his handbag. And so Josie reflected in the space of seven years men had finally accepted their fate. 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In our country the powers that be finally came up with a way to stop boys, who were vetted before being considered suitable, from losing their testicles until later by prescribing male hormones for them before the change occurred. In this way they were able to plant their seed in volunteers, such as Bernie, and the human race would continue. These clinics were set up all over the country, later the world, and although there was going to be a major drop in population, life would continue. It was ruled that after each boy was responsible for creating three children they would be taken off the hormones and removed to a new compound to prepare them for womanhood. That they believed was only way the world would remain a safe place, although if the truth was told women having tasted independence and such power were never going to put it back into the hands of man.

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Omniworld

This multiverse was known to be a seemingly infinite space filled with an equally vast amount of universes. This fact caused there to be practically limitless possibilities. Allow me to tell you a story about one such possibility that I hope will pique your interest, with you probably being the kinky macrophile or macrophile who stumbles upon this story somewhere on the internet. This story takes place in the universe home to the planet named Omniworld, or Omni for short. All life in this...

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Ed is trapped in a Gameworld

Ed was an average guy, with an average life, an average job and an average wife. He'd reached an age were he would already have achieved anything in life that he ever would, his wife had recently realised this and quickly grew disillusioned with his apparent lack of ambition as she tried to encourage him to better himself while pursuing her own career. They slipped into a stereotypical routine of childless middle aged married couples, she spent her evenings watching soap operas or reality shows...

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Moving to the Sexworld

Imagine an alternate universe where casual & free sex, sexuality, & nudity are everywhere, where all people are at least bi, where there are almost no sexual taboos, where everyone's a nympho or satyriac, and where almost all interpersonal interactions have some form of sexual content, and it has ALWAYS been this way. Now, imagine that this world comes into contact with ours, and a way is found for people to move from one to another. Now imagine that relations between the two worlds normalize,...

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Dreamworlds

It happened in an instant. You, a young man about 6 foot-two-inches in height and who is about 23 years of age, had fallen asleep after playing video games and doing coursework on a Tuesday night. You were studying for the chapter finals of a course covering theories and concepts on the existence of multiple universes. And you thought you were ready, when you awoke the next morning not to the familiar sights of your room, but to a confusing sight of dunes and endless sands. Your first question...

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Futadomworld

The Futa Empire continues to conquer the small isolated Free Male States one by one. Your story takes place in a border territory of the Empire, in a medium size city of 500,000 or so people. The male population of the territory has been shrinking and if the trend continues, major problems could arise. A small mountain range separates you from a Free Male State (FMS). Although this protected them from the Imperial Army for many years, the end has begun. The state is large for an FMS (just under...

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Tales From the Netherworlds

The Netherworlds. There are a countless number of them in the universe, all with their own societies and customs. Why, nearly anything you could think of could be represented in the form of one of these demonic worlds. A world that has been converted into a gigantic spa resort run by slimes that poison their customers instead of detoxifying them? Why not? A planet-sized brothel that contains only prinny sex workers? Go for it. How about a world that is made entirely of pastries, populated by...

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The Musketeers in Sexworld

Paris, 1630. Or possibly 2017, it's up to you. Athos, Aramis, Porthos and d'Artagnan are known for their devastating good looks, swashbuckling swordplay and military prowess, but it's their success in the bedroom (and salon and palace and tavern and stable and basically everywhere else) that I find more interesting. This is a "sexworld" AU, so public sex is commonplace while STI's and pregnancy are not a concern. Ah, the joys of fiction. Different paths may not align. Hope you enjoy!

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Playworld

You get home on friday evening, a little tired after a week of work, but glad and excited to be able to enter your fantasy realm within the VR machine you have in your bed room. The machines were invented a little over a decade ago. At first it came out that they were being developed for military purpose, but soon people got their hands on the technology, through illegal means or maybe even leaked by the government? Who knows. Either ways, you're glad it happened because they are now a public...

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WorldMaster

Jim sat in his dorm room and was playing on his computer when a mail popped up in his inbox with the subject line “Ready to become a WorldMaster™?”. On the first view it looked like spam, but for some reason he still opened it and started to read. Are you ready to become a true WorldMaster™? Have fun with every woman you want to fuck and use our WorldMaster™ smartwatch to adjust everything to your desires. Sign up today for the free beta test and maybe we will pick you to become a true...

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The Adventures of Americanman Dreamworld

The Adventures of American-man: Dreamworld By Paul G Jutras Chapter One: Doorway of Doom October 31, 3086, a historical team uncovered a weird chest with pictures carved all over the outside. Each was dressed in hiking boots, knee-high socks, too tight shorts, sleeveless shirts and pit helmets. As one of them broke open the chest a mist rose out and formed into a skull headed demon. Rays shot from it's eye socks, transforming the girls' skin to plastic. As they fell over, the...

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Escape from GirlWorld

Escape from GirlWorld by kimmie oh Kirk came crashing through the undergrowth behind me. Ahead of us was a clearing and then more woods. We were both naked, our clothes having been taken from us shortly after being captured. We had come to Gaia on a diplomatic mission from the distant planet all males of the human species had been banished to after the Gender Wars of 2040. We had left our landing craft with a proposed treaty and struck out for the capital of the Gaian world....

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The Overworlder

Overworlder by ~Daguss WARNING: Contains Racist Comments, mildly used, but still present. The Author asks that you be patient and approach the story from a non-biased stand point. No offense is intended to any party of differing ethnicity, or sexual orientation. The view expressed in this story do NOT represent the views of the author. Thank you. ************************************************************************* The old man limped down the empty side walk, a long, ornate...

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Tour de Force Descent into Rolandas Netherworld

On the living room sofa, Rolanda continued to stroke my spent body with her soft hands, dragging her beautifully manicured red nails gently through the cum-soaked hair of my chest and my pubic arch as we smoked in relaxed silence. She was the picture of mature loveliness in her chic nautically-themed outfit. I looked down and admired her stunning red pumps, and then we kissed again, interrupting my reverie with the insertion of her minty smoke-scented tongue between my teeth while...

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Wildworld

Wild world Prologue As the judge enters the room, I stand up, just as everybody else in the courtroom does. He sits in his bench, everybody else, but me, sits, and then he looks straight into my eyes and says, "Having heard all evidences presented in this case, I concluded that the accused is guilty of raping and murdering a young woman." "Do you wish to say something before I give my sentence?" So, I am doomed, and with nothing else to save, but my pride, I answer, "Yes, your...

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Westworld

Westworld April 3, 2028 "Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome the CEO of Future Global, Malcom Sanders." The lights in the conference hall dimmed and a spotlight appeared on a man dressed in jeans, tennis shoes, and a Hawaiian aloha shirt as he walked across the stage. After an initial robust round of applause the attendees fell silent. Malcom Sanders was the latest Silicon Valley technology wizard that had quickly established himself far above his competitors in recent years....

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Wildworld

Wild world by Sylvia Wechsel Prologue As the judge enters the room, I stand up, just as everybody else in themcourtroom does. He sits in his bench, everybody else, but me, sits, and then he looks straight into my eyes and says, "Having heard all evidences presented in this case, I concluded that the accused is guilty of rape and murder of a young woman." "Do you wish to say something before I give my sentence?" So, I am doomed, and since I have nothing else to save, but my...

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Aworldindarkness

       Andra screamed into her ballgag. She screamed as my whip hit her beautiful ass again. She'd been screaming herself hoarse since I started working my way down her back with the horsewhip. She screamed when I hauled her up by her bound tits, her wrists tied to them and they tied to a pulley fixed to the ceiling. Her ankles were tied together with cruel handcuffs, almost too tight for her. Her big toes were tied with wire to a D-ring in the floor and her head was covered in a gag and...

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Souvenir from Westworld

Copyright© 2001-2005 by DB. I remember Westworld before the troubles happened. I was fortunate enough be able to go more than once before the Big Crash, and later the Big Scandal. Like too many good things in life, you come to count on them always being there. Then suddenly you turn around, and they're gone. I've loved westerns all my life. When I was young, it seemed that was all that ran on television. My grandfather taught me to shoot starting when I was six, and I can't say how...

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Dryworld

As usual Mistry was wondering what it was like for the Dryworlders. They had all covered the stories in history lessons at school, but Mistry had continued to ponder the unanswered questions on and off over the years. For long periods of time she barely thought about them, but then it would all come flooding back, and she would become obsessed. Her work suffered, and her friends worried about what was wrong with her. The basic facts were undeniable, no matter how vague the details were. Before...

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Adventures of a Greenie Off Planet Vol 2Chapter 11 Leaving Odenworld

Roy returned to the hotel to find Cara in the sitting room of their shared suite. She was lounging in a comfortable chair with her legs up gathered in a feminine fashion. A field screen displaying apparently local news floated before her. Cara had her long silvery hair open and wore something soft caressing her curves. To Roy, she had always been an exceptional beauty of exotic grace, but now his mind compared her to his Tanya, and in his mind, no female could compare to her. Just as he was...

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What It Takes to Succeed in Slutworld

Note: Please activate Game Mode for the best experience! It is Sunday, September 4th, and the golden sun of a late-summer afternoon is streaming into Natalie's window as she lies on her bed reading, getting ready for the start of school. Stretched out on her bed with a mug of tea and her phone on the table next to her, she's got her summer reading book open on her knees: Basic Anatomy, Sexual Education, and Sluttery for Women. Nat turns the page and keeps reading as she takes another bite of...

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Erotic Worldbuilding

Over the time I have been writing erotic fiction, I have always found it fascinating to create alternate worlds with new rules and norms. This interest inspired my name and all of the stories I have published on this site. To some degree, I think the world building has been my favorite part of writing the stories. It is exciting explore how different concepts would impact different parts of the world. This “story” is not really a story but a collection of world ideas that I want to flesh out....

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PinkWorld

Due to their overly simplified design, at first, I thought that Pink World has nothing good to offer, but I was wrong and that does not happen often. I mean, I still stand by my words when talking about the overall design of this place, but their content ain’t bad at all. There is a lot of great shit you can see here, and I shall go over all the important aspects.Very basic design with user-friendly featuresHowever, even if the design is very shitty, it is not like you could get lost when...

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WorldSex

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ScatWorld

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AdultGamesWorld

Adult Games World! This website’s a fucking classic, I tell you. We’re way past Flash games and the kind of shit you play in your browser. These days, the proper high-quality porn game scene is all about downloadable PC titles. If you’re a Mac user, you’re usually shit out of luck, but some of these games have ports. I’m getting ahead of myself; let me start over. AdultGamesWorld is a gigantic repository of top-notch porn games, the likes of which humanity has been working towards for over 20...

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TeenMegaWorld

Teen Mega World describes itself as the Best Teen Porn Network, which is a pretty bold claim, the kind of possible exaggeration I see every day as a reviewer of Internet pornography. By the numbers, they aren’t pulling quite as many masturbators as big-name competitors like TeamSkeet, though they’re certainly not languishing in obscurity either. They’ve been around since 2005, which counts for a lot. Back then, people thought MySpace would be around forever, but when’s the last time you jerked...

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BustyWorld

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JAVWorld

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Best of Both Worlds

THE BEST OF BOTH WORLDS I guess it all started about three years ago when my company sent me to Sydney, Australia, on an extended posting. I work in the mining industry and whilst I had previously visited Perth, this was my first time in Sydney. I have worked for my company, TransWorld Mining, for about twenty five years and am now in my middle 40's. If I am honest I have to acknowledge that my career peaked some time ago. I am no longer "up and coming", but, fortunately, neither am...

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The Best of Both Worlds

THE BEST OF BOTH WORLDS A short story by Tamsyn A crossdresser wakes to find himself tied and gagged and at the mercy of a masked sadist. But is everything as it seems? The sound of laughter, the clink of glasses, soft music... Slowly I came to, consciousness returning to my befuddled brain. It was like trying to claw my way out from under a heavy tarpaulin or a rockfall. I opened my eyes. It was dark, pitch black, but the room still seemed to swim in front of me. Had I...

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Between Two Worlds

So I live two lives, both in Georgia. One in the twenty-first century, where I’m Mr. Politically Correct, rubbing shoulders with all races, colours, creeds and sexual persuasions; and one in the nineteenth century, where I am - like almost all moneyed white gentlemen - a slave owner.I discovered the ability to step between the worlds when I was but a teen. The first time was an instinctive flight response to a threat (a mugger). It took me some time to figure out what had happened, and even...

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The Mosaic World

I wrote this story largely as an excuse to play around with both virtual reality and multiple genres in one story. I don't think that it's one of my better stories, but I had fun writing it and hope that you find it amusing. The Mosaic World By Morpheus I paused in front of the gates of Virtutech Industries, frowning deeply as I did so. It certainly wasn't the first time that I'd stood there since it was the same place that I'd worked for the last two years, but this time was...

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Many Worlds Inc Switch World

MANY WORLDS INC: SWITCH WORLD by BobH (c) 2005 This is the second 'Many Worlds Inc' story. The first, also available on fictionmania, is: Finding Janine If you like this tale, you'll probably like that one. It also tells you a lot more about how Many Worlds Inc operates. (Note: This is a reworked version of a previously posted story with the ending altered. Various reviewers had suggested the original ending was emotionally wrong given what had preceeded it and, on...

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2088 Its a Sissy World

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Starwars Underworld

Welcome to my story, if you are interested in adding, then write me. If you are after an easy climax, then this is not the story for you. Yes, there will be sex, but it won't exactly jump at you. If you are interested in reading, then select a character below. This will be handled mostly as an anthology, with as few ties across characters as possible. Without further adue, the Underworld.

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GeniusChapter 6 Strange World

I emerged into a world of metal! That was my first impression, and then a cage seemed to form around me. There was a high-pitched noise that, to me, sounded like an old-fashion modem. "I'm receiving data from the unit in front of us." The armour said "I've been informed that the cage around us is designed to retain the atmosphere from our home world. As they do not know how to open the doorway back, they will transfer us to the holding area where air and pressure will be maintained."...

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