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The Game

He looked on in dismay from inside his girlfriends body as she scored yet another touchdown in his. Last night they had had an argument about how well he’d been playing lately. She told him that he was not playing to his potential and had been looking horrible the last few weeks. Having hit a nerve he snapped and told her that he would like to see her try it and that she should just sit up in the stands and look hot like a good girlfriend. He immediately regretted saying that but before he could apologize she snapped her fingers and suddenly he was looking at himself. Read more

New Job, New Me

My parents had been on my case about getting a job for the summer, but they did not understand how rough the job market was. I was thrilled to finally get an offer at Disneyland. It was going to be minimum wage, just taking tickets at the entrance, but it was a job. Read more

Daisy Breaks Free – Wendy’s RFK continues…

Daisy slowly left the bathroom after finishing touching up her heavy, sexy make up, and, even though she had wanted very badly to put on the large, loose fitting bathrobe hanging on the shower wall, as usual, she just couldn’t bring herself to put on anything if it didn’t fit her punk rock porn star look. She couldn’t find any of her clothes from last night (she reminded herself to try not to think about last night, just think about the plan! It had worked for almost two weeks, something went wrong yesterday, but that could have been a fluke!) so she was wearing only a tiny, floss thin black G string, the strap running up her firm, round ass cheeks and buried between them until it connected with the tiny black triangle printed with small pink flowers that barely covered her pussy. Daisy hated the things, but they were the kind that her boyfriend had said turned him on, so she almost always wore them, at least when she was able to get herself to wear any panties at all. Read more

Dinner date? Now?

Megan enjoyed a nice hot shower and shave. When she finished her business and got dressed (so much easier as a man!) she was exasperated to find her boyfriend still as naked and flustered as he’d been almost an hour ago. Read more

Click the Button

My girlfriend, Gina, was an only child. She had told me many times that she wished she had grown up with a sister to share everything with. Read more

To a Fault, Compliant to Tradition

Ever since ancient times, our pastoral town practiced a pagan tradition, welcoming spring by sacrificing the genders of four young men. I know what you are thinking, magic doesn’t exist. Wrong. The Stone of Venus exists. The lottery, the first stage in the Metamorphosis Ceremony came that year, and without fail my name was read from the hundreds of slips of paper that represented our community’s young men. My stomach dropped sick knowing the implication, and what it meant to refuse; even in 2016, declining the ceremony meant banishment from your friends, family, and our otherwise picturesque town. As fearlessly as I could, I let go of my girlfriend’s hand and kissed her tenderly on her forehead in the knowledge this would be our last romantic moment together. She stared aghast as I stepped forward through the crowd. My own Mother was picked many years ago, and now I would follow in her footsteps. ‘Come, come,’ I was ushered by my townspeople to the trail that would lead me to the the Stone of Venus in the grotto. Read more