I spent the Sunday recuperating from (and reliving) my slutty encounters of the night before. As I replayed the events in my mind, I kept asking myself was that really me? Was that me letting Bethany slam me with that big dildo on the couch? Was it me catching my cum in my hand and guzzling it down? Did I really kneel handcuffed before two cops and let them spit roast me and cover me with cum. And did I really like it that much? The answer kept coming back…yes. Yes that was me. Yes I did do that. And yes I loved it. It looked like I was becoming quite the little slut after all. I wasn’t sure w… 続きを読む

I was pretty nervous as I looked at myself in the mirror and put the final touches on my make up. Not only was this the first day of my new job, it was the first time I would be working anywhere in full femme mode. I’d spent the last few months perfecting my look, my walk and my voice. The hormones we beginning to kick in and my cute little tits looked perky. I fact I’d been passing successfully for a while now, but still this was a big step. I did a last twirl to check my self out. “Not Bad”, I said. My red hair bounced at my shoulders and crimson lips we plump. The knee length skirt I… 続きを読む

My first weeks at the new Job were going well. I was getting settled in and making friends. As far as I could tell no one knew my secret, or if they did they didn’t let on. One thing that became evident early on was that my new boss Andre was a bit of a flirt. He was quick with a smile, and always complementing me on how I looked. He seemed to take great joy in calling me in for some nonsense job, usually something that involved me bending over to retrieve something off a low shelf. I always made sure to bend in such a way as to give him a nice view of my ass, and he really seemed to enjoy… 続きを読む

When I work up in the morning I was alone on the couch. At some point in the night Bethany must have moved to her bed and covered me with a blanket. I looked around the room and saw the remnants of last nights romp. My clothes were in a ball in the corner. Her dildo and harness were on the floor. And as for me, my stockings were ripped, my make up was smeared and my ass was sore and still slippery with lube. I looked like a wreck, but somehow I felt more like a girl than I ever had before. Still I was a bit embarrassed and didn't really want to face Bethany. I tip toed into the bathroom and lo… 続きを読む