Lesbian Transformation

I lie naked on your examination chair as your assistant binds my ankles into the stirrups. You twist the special tube Mabeline 510 Lip Gloss you’ve prepared for me and a thick stream of creamy fluids oozes from the opening. I feel it being drawn to my lips. With months of therapy I instinctively begin to pucker and pout. You begin to apply it in thick swabs and make sure to coat around the outside to give them a thicker and larger appearance. You continue to twist the tube of special gloss and allow a generous amount to coat the inside of my lips and mouth as you encourage my tongue to taste it. The taste is wonderful and I cannot seem to stop wanting more as some is naturally swallowed. I feel my eyes begin to close as my mind goes into a trance and my body begins to tingle. You smile as more gloss is licked away knowing that once tasted, this addictive special formula begins to quickly render the final changes you’ve desired in me.

You eagerly watch as my nipples harden and breasts begin to grow. You apply oils as your assistant begins gently kneading and caressing them until they appear to stop growing at DD. You apply red lipstick to my large nipples as your assistant lowers her lips to suck. You slide you hands down my stomach to feel the results of the operation and smile as you see how wet my new pussy is becoming. You spread my lips many times as waves of pleasure overcome my body and mind. Read more…

Kim & MaiLee

 

I am amazed at what has happened to me in the last week. I remember clearly what has happened but why and how are still a confused jumble.

I must commit these memories to writing-I don’t ever want to forget-and, just maybe, I will someday understand it all. In any event I pray this adventure never ends . . .

Friday morning I boarded the flight from Los Angeles. I had booked a seat in the First Class section and had the luck-I then thought-to be seated next to the most beautiful Asian woman I had ever seen. She was petite,five-one or so, even in her black high-heeled shoes. She was the sort of woman you noticed from the ground up: shapely legs encased in shiny, sexy black nylons; a short black skirt, flaring slightly at the top of her well-formed thighs. She had narrow hips, a flat stomach and tantalizingly well-formed breasts pushed into one of those “lift and separate” bras to form pronounced, sexy mounds. Her black knit blouse was tight and cut very low. Her long hair was a lustrous black as it cascaded down her back. Read more…

Ensnared

I’m not exactly sure where to begin but here goes.

It had been a particularly stressful week so the guys and I decided to go out and have a few beers at our favorite place after work on Friday.  I guess we liked that place because it had a four sided bar like on that old TV show, and we clown around a bit acting like some of the characters.

The bar was kind of quiet when we got there so we had the run of the pool table, dart boards, and foosball table.  After awhile we just drifted up to a corner of the bar and just joked around for a while.

The other guys were married or had girlfriends, but I’m still a single guy.  After a little while they all had to leave to go out with the ladies.  One offered to hook me up with someone, but I decided to just sit there and relax.  The LAST time he hooked me up was a horrible experience because that girl had just broken up and wasn’t ready to date anyone.  God that was a bad night. Read more…

Aunt Celeste

“Alex, this is my Aunt Celeste.”

Alex hadn’t wanted to have lunch with Elizabeth’s Aunt Celeste. Not today anyway. He had meetings scheduled for all afternoon and had intended to grab a bite in his office rather than go out. Still, one of the prices of being engaged is that you occasionally have to go along with your fiancé.  It was easy to see the family resemblance. Liz took after her mother’s side of the family and Celeste was her maternal aunt. She was also Liz’s favorite relative, and Alex had heard stories of the woman who had practically raised her. Aunt Celeste was a mature version of the blonde goddess with a model’s figure and poise he was engaged to.  “It’s nice to… Um… I mean… Liz has…”

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Enslavement

I am an average kind of guy at 26. I am about 5′ 7″ with short brown hair and weigh about 165lbs. I take care of myself and stay in shape. Most women find me attractive but then again, there are some who don’t. One night I was hanging out at a roadside bar just out of town. A quiet little place that doesn’t attract many people. That night there were about 5 people there. A couple guys playing pool, a young couple in the corner and another guy sitting across from me at the bar trying to keep his head up. A quiet, non-eventful night, that is until she walked in.

She was a beautiful woman about 5′ 8″ with long blonde wavy hair. She was wearing high heels, with a black leather skirt that showed off her long beautiful legs. Her red silk blouse under her black leather jacket matched her lipstick. She walked with a graceful stride to an empty table and sat down about 20 feet from my left. Her lovely green eyes met mine and she gave me a little smile. I smiled back and then turned to my beer. I didn’t want her to think I was staring at her even though I wanted to so bad. I was about ¾ the way through my beer when the bartender sat a fresh one in front of me.
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