Coming Out as Amber (Forced Feminization Stories)

Product Information

I walked in the door to meet a very excited wife. Her normal hug and kiss was replaced by an exceedingly more passionate version. This was going to be a great night. My wife's anxiety was palpable. I decided to ride home that afternoon with the windows down and satellite radio off. The day had a surreal feel to it and somehow, the norm didn't seem appropriate. After many years of hard work, I was retiring. I didn't plan on just sitting at home, I just wasn't sure what the next section of my life would entail. My wife, Sara, had planned something special I am sure so I was kind of in a hurry to get home, but it was a nice day so I decided take my time. There we go," she whispers. "Don't you look cute in your little pink panties. Would you like to wear these panties all the time?"

Don’s mouth was still agape, and his eyes were becoming wider by the second. He closed his hands in hopes that Dave wouldn’t see them shaking. I just couldn’t get over how I felt wearing my sister’s clothes. It was exciting and forbidden. I liked the feel of the silky fabrics and the way I could flip up the hem of her short skirts to reveal my thigh and ass. It was just so much fun. Over the years I continued to invade my sister’s room and wear her clothes whenever possible. My sister would accuse me of being in her things every once in a while but I would always denied it. I guess I must have gotten bold or just plain stupid. Also it's no secret I'm working with Kylie Gable on the origin story for her Jaguar vigilante saga, something I'm very proud to be a part of. I read the rough draft and its great! Fans of forced fem should be satisfied with it. Penetrating men in this position is all about angle, and I had to push his knees apart a little and press his shoulder blades sharply down to get him to present properly. With my lubricated fingers as a guide I breached him with little fuss. He was sitting on the bed, so I took the shorts and laid them on his lap, squeezing him and kissing him again.Oh darling," I said, stroking his cheeks before kissing him gently. "It's not the clothes that make you a sissy, it's wanting to wear them. You don't want to wear them, right?"

Something is missing," Julie suddenly says and pushes me away again. I follow her with my eyes as she walks to her wardrobe and starts to go through it. unimagined future -- his clothes. Expertly, alternated chains and cuffs, she unbuttoned his confidence. And when his trousers fell away all his hope and self-esteem fell shapeless to the floor. The first thing a ballerina needs to learn," I said, placing my hands on his chest, "is balance." I shoved him roughly onto the bed. I climbed on top of his supine body and began kissing him. Whether it was through fear or arousal, this time he began to respond.

FCF - Fetishes & erotic themes

Good little sissy. You are not allowed to cum without permission," she says from behind me and starts to rub me harder. My moans grow louder.

Obi-Wan Kenobi has done nothing but fail since before he can remember. And with Palpatine's new torture, even his own body is fighting to keep him subject to Palpatine's rule. Crosshair wasn't supposed to wake up until he reached Mt. Tantiss, but his transport is shot out of the sky by a lone figure. One he thinks he recognizes.

Karen Petties

Some may remember the story on Fictionmania and this blog, but this story has been revised and expanded. Not that… not that I think you’d do those things,” Ron said awkwardly, glancing at Hermione and then shuddering. “But… you could.” What follows is a short version of a story that I planned on recreating a small part of at home for my own entertainment. I want to try and feel just as if I am the person in the story. His arms, already tired from holding himself up for so long, flailed uselessly as he alternately tried to lash out and push himself upwards.