My friend izzy

My Friend Izzy For those who have read any of my other stories, each one is fiction. Not complete fiction actually, to tell the truth. Firstly, the main character is certainly not fictitious, and nor[…]

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New identity

It had always been a fantasy of mine. I have very feminine features and long natural straight brown hair. Which recently I had shortened to chin length. I have been dressing in womens clothing now[…]

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Housekeeper 2

The discovery of the security camera was a shock, but I guess I should have expected it. After all, it was a very large house that just screamed "RICH" from the outside, and everything in[…]

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A biker's old lady

A Biker's Old Lady by Duskshade “God damn it!!” I cursed as the wrench slipped off, shooting my hand yet again into the sharp cooling fins of the motorcycle engine. The customer was always right,[…]

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Out of control

“Do you think you can really control her?” Wilma Grafton asked while glancing over at her sullen niece, Rebecca. Gwen Caine replied gently, “it really isn’t a matter of controlling her.” “What we can do[…]

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The pack

The pack prowled, around and around the spacious penthouse flat. You could sense the building excitement; it was time to feed. We consisted of a harem of six girls ruled by two dominant males and[…]

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