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The cosmetics seller (part 4/4). The job interview.

The cosmetics seller (part 4/4).

My story is set in Argentina (South America) and describes some of the places and the way of life of this country. In Argentina there are still women selling cosmetics from home to home.
This story was originally written in Spanish. I try to do the best to put it on English, if something sounds weird, please close an eye and continue. Corrections are welcome. Thank you for understanding.

Part 3 is here.

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DROSS Part 8

I felt really pleased until I realised that I was now going to have lessons in how to please a man using the only other orifice I really had. It would be so much better if I had what it looked like I had. I thought to myself. Then I could pleasure a man properly like a real girl.

"Penny for them." Rose said as she ushered me away from the rest of the girls.

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The cosmetics seller (part 3/4). The Revenge of Robert.

The Revenge of Robert.

My story is set in Argentina (South America) and describes some of the places and the way of life of this country. In Argentina there are still women selling cosmetics from home to home.
This story was originally written in Spanish. I try to do the best to put it on English, if something sounds weird, please close an eye and continue. Corrections are welcome. Thank you for understanding.
Part 2 is here.

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DROSS Part 7

I woke up, the feeling of panic much stronger than yesterday. I sat bolt upright in bed frantically looking for a way of escape. I felt Rose move behind me and take me in her arms hugging me to her. A feeling that everything was alright washed over me. I know it was something Holly had programmed in to me, but I was glad she had. The feeling of panic, of looking for a way out that didn't exist, was one I could do without permanently.

"Thank you Rose, and good morning."

"Good morning Leslie my love."

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Unstable Equilibrium

Sabrina in her sexy Babydoll

This is the story of Luca and Federica, an happily married couple. They know they are supposed to spend their live together but their relationship need to find a new equilibrium: a stable one.

Author note: please forgive if sometime grammar or english is not perfect, I am Italian and English is not my natural language. I certainly would like to receive any correction and or suggestion on the text.

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The cosmetics seller (part 2/4).

Dr. Raquel Montoya

My story is set in Argentina (South America) and describes some of the places and the way of life of this country. In Argentina there are still women selling cosmetics from home to home.
This story was originally written in Spanish. I try to do the best to put it on English, if something sounds weird, please close an eye and continue. Corrections are welcome. Thank you for understanding.
Part 1 is here.

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DROSS Part 6

I woke up feeling really good, I just lazed there with my eyes closed absolutely relaxed.

I turned onto my back and felt a weight move in my chest, the previous day came flooding back. My sense of wellbeing evaporated. I felt panic at my situation start to overwhelm me when Rose rolled over and kissed my nipple. A sense of euphoria swept over me banishing the panic. "Good morning Leslie." She said softly in my ear.

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DROSS Part 5

Roberta took me into the dorm and introduced me to the other girls. They were Willemina, Rose, Erica, Simone, Georgia and Stephanie. They all gathered round and gave me a hug to welcome me to their dorm. You will be bunking with Rose, she was only inducted last week so you are closer in age to each other than the rest of us. Age here means how long you have been a girl, Erica, here, is actually the oldest at two years, but you would never guess she should be wearing a spangly red top.

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DROSS Part 4

They led me through the gates and I heard them clang shut behind us. I knew I was locked in this nightmare of a prison for the duration. I was escorted through the warehouse proper and into the main facility through a small door. It looked more like a vault door than anything else I could think of.

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DROSS Part 3

I must have dozed off with boredom but I awoke with a jolt as the van stopped. I had no idea just how long I had been trapped in this box but could feel how stiff all of my muscles felt. The drug my darling wife had given me had worn off but the form fitting insert in the box held me immobile anyway. I heard voices outside the van, it sounded like Fred and Burt.

"You get the crate ready, I'll get the trolley."

"OK Fred." There was the sound of the van doors opening, and I felt the crate move as it was dragged across the van floor.

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Cycle ride Part 2

Jim was taken down and dragged naked to a large cauldron .He was thrown in and immersed in a greenie brown gloop.It stank.

Jim was pushed in until only his head was out of the mixture.

It was hot and burned at his skin. After 20 minutes he was pulled out by the not very gentle servants who refused to speak when he pleaded with them.

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DROSS Part 2

Two weeks earlier

George had gone out looking for work and for the umpteenth time I pulled the tatty newspaper clipping from my purse.

Abusive husband? Call 0800 battered. We CAN sort it out!

I dialled the number. I had finally plucked up enough courage to actually talk to someone.

Hello and thank you for calling DROSS, the department of relocation and sissification services...

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The cycle ride Part 1

This started as a thread but I have decided to put it out as a story.Let me know what you think.Thank you.

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DROSS Part 1

Disclaimer: I do not agree with violence in any form and domestic violence, whether verbal or physical should not be tolerated. It is only used in this story as a mechanism to get the husband where he needs to be. My wife has suffered at the hands of two of her previous husbands, and still suffers from permanent injuries she sustained. I'm her fourth in case you were wondering. If the use of domestic violence in this story offends anyone then I unreservedly apologise.

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The cosmetics seller (part 1/4).

The cosmetics seller

My story is set in Argentina (South America) and describes some of the places and the way of life of this country. In Argentina there are still women selling cosmetics from home to home.
This story was originally written in Spanish. I try to do the best to put it on English, if something sounds weird, please close an eye and continue. Corrections are welcome. Thank you for understanding.

Part 2 is here.

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The visit from the countryside.

Vanessa.

My story is set in Argentina (South America) and describes some of the places and the way of life of this country.This was the first story that i've written, is a little bit obvious, but, may be someone can have fun.

This story was originally written in Spanish. I try to do the best to put it on English, if something sounds weird, please close an eye and continue. Corrections are welcome. Thank you for understanding.

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Doing Without - Three

What was there to say? The prospect of me being mounded made my wife mad with desire. My beautiful wife, who was a privilige to be in same room with, to say nothing of the same bed. Giving herself to me in a manner unlike anything I had known since we were married. Repeating over and over again how smashing I would look in my panties once I had the pubic mound of a girl. Confessing how excited she was to take me shopping for thrilling new lingerie.

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Sandrine and Martine (3/10)

3. Rise Of The Nail Studio

I couldn’t speak…my voice was gone. I still sat in the chair looking at my face in the mirror and before me I saw a very feminine gay-like person. My hair is gone forever, it would never be back and tomorrow Martine would continue with my arms, body and legs because that’s what the contract said. I’m loyal I thought…but really? Has this gone to far? What would I say against my foster parents? Different things were spooking in my head. Being bullied was almost certain for me, just look at me…

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Sandrine and Martine (2/10)

2. Dawn Of The Nail Studio

I signed a contract and a contract is a thing you can’t break. I’m loyal to things like that, but this would be something else. Two days later on school Martine came to me and whispered in my ears that my C-cup breast forms were arrived. “Thank you mother!” I said like a loyal daughter would do. I was just playing along thinking it would be over sooner than later but here I am typing this story with my perfect French manicure.

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Doing Without - Two

I didn't know what she meant by her promise to have me 'mounded' but I wasn't going to have to wait very long to find out. It was going to happen early tomorrow morning and it was going to prevent me from masturbating.But Veronica wanted to explain it all to me and she was getting herself unbelievably aroused doing so. I was still confused as she described a process that would result in my genitals being tucked inside me, hidden in what would appear to be a pubic mound. A smooth, hairless girl's pubic mound!

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Doing Without - One

I should have suspected my wife was setting me up for some kind of trap when she returned from work more than two hours early. She knew I wouldn't have time to complete all my grooming tasks and that, of course, meant I had not followed her orders. My most important job was to have myself 'as cute as possible' whenever she came home. But I had no idea she was about to play a real double whammy on me.

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The Castle.

The Castle.

My story is set in Argentina (South America) and describes some of the places and the way of life of this country. For this case: At beginning of the XIX century, there was some rich people who built his own Castle in the state of Córdoba. (Oh! by the way, i would be Martin.)

This story was originally written in Spanish. I try to do the best to put it on English, if something sounds weird, please close an eye and continue. Corrections are welcome. Thank you for understanding.

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Blow Job Buddy

So I have been craving my fantasies of becoming a sissy, but I haven't been able to find a mistress unfortunately after searching craigslist for 2 months. I ended up deciding to try to do what my mistress would want me to do if I really had one though. I found a blow job buddy on craigslist. He's just a guy who will let me practice giving him blow jobs. He has a pair of handcuffs in which he uses them on me every night about 2 hours before he goes to bed. During these 2 hours, I blow him till he falls asleep.

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The Club.

Peephole of the club.

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My story is set in Argentina (South America) and describes some of the places and the way of life of this country.
This story was originally written in Spanish. I try to do the best to put it on English, if something sounds weird, please close an eye and continue. Corrections are welcome. Thank you for understanding.

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The Primrose Path - 22

"That man that hath a tongue, I say, is no man,
If with his tongue he cannot win a woman.”
~ The Two Gentlemen of Verona

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“This is KDNS at the top of the hour. It's not all doom and gloom in the U.S. economy. Some products are bucking the recession and flying off store shelves. Sales of chocolate and running shoes are up. Wine drinkers haven't stopped sipping; they just seem to be choosing cheaper vintages. Recessions, it seems, are good for love, too. In the first quarter of the year, condom sales rose 5% and…”

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Girl's school (chapter I and II).

Girl's School.

Prologue:

My story is set in Argentina (South America) and describes some of the places and the way of life of this country. For this case: there are some towns in the inland who has special manners.

This story was originally written in Spanish. I try to do the best to put it on English, if something sounds weird, please close an eye and continue. Corrections are welcome. Thank you for understanding.


Girls' school.

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The New Girlfriend 3

Part 1: Click Here
Part 2: Click Here

"Shit Shit Shit" screamed Andrew from outside his apartment door.

A half asleep Emily came to the door, a steaming cup of coffee
in her hand, "Shut up Andy. People are still trying to wake
themselves up." she said pointing to herself. "Why're you screaming
anyway?"

He looked at her sheepishly. "I locked myself out of the apartment."

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My office mate.

My office mate.

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My story is set in Argentina (South America) and describes some of the places or the manners of this country. For this case: there are a lot of pizzerias where you can seat and eat an awesome pizza and drink good beer.

This story was originally written in Spanish. I try to do the best to put it on English, if something sounds weird, please close an eye and continue. Corrections are welcome. Thank you for understanding.


My office mate.

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Miss D - Part1

“Hon, please, go to Isabel’s flat, she asked for a little help this afternoon with some light switch” my wife says as I get back home from work.
“Sure love” I reply throwing my suit on the bed and changing in a simple pair of jeans and a t-shirt.
I grab my tools and reach Isabel’s flat, just on the other side of the street, a common, little street in a little Italian town, and ring at the door.

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Speed Limit 25 miles.

Speed Limit 25 miles.

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My story is set in Argentina (South America) and describes some of the places or the manners of this country. For this case: it's not so rare that you can bribe a traffic cop.

This story was originally written in Spanish. I try to do the best to put it on English, if something sounds weird, please close an eye and continue. Corrections are welcome. Thank you for understanding.

Speed limit: 25 miles.

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Supermarket Mistake (part 1)

Matthew walked timidly into the supermarket. Today was going to be the day. He had thought about it in the past. He had fantasized and imagined it… he had chickened out of it every other time.

But not today…

Today… Matthew was finally going to buy some…. PANTIES!

He had passed the shop many times before. They had a self-checkout system which was the only reason he would even consider doing anything like this. He had seen the type that he had wanted many times before, and he was wishing so hard that they would still be there today.

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The Promise.

Lady in the fancy tea room.

This story was originally written in Spanish. I try to do the best to put it on English, if something sounds weird, please close an eye and continue. I like to hear about corrections. Thank you for understanding.

The Promise.

That day Luis was exhausted; he spent all morning on a warm Buenos Aires office conducting the presentation of the campaign of a new soap and the client was very happy; a success. So they gave him the afternoon free.

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Mistress and me

After i had my meal i cleaned up in the kitchen and returned to The Mistresses study and asked permission to enter. When permission was granted i entered curtsied and asked Mistress if She was ready for me to clear away Her lunch. Mistress said She was through and i was to take her dishes to the kitchen and clean up then return as She had issues She wanted to discuss with me. i returned to the kitchen with Mistresses dishes but i was horrified, what had i done wrong. i have always been respectful to my Mistress polite and courteous and curtsied at all times as She had instructed me to.

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Desperate letter.

Waldtraut

This letter was originally written in Spanish. I try to do the best to put it on English, the matter is the content, not the grammar, please try to understand and, if you can, help me....

Desperate letter.

Dear readers:

A thousand things I lived during my long life, but I think this time I reached the edge of my own folly. Positively that age is accompanied by many ailments, memory is lost and the notion of reality and fiction is increasingly tenuous; so I think that will soon go crazy unless any of you prove me right back.

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Bad Gurls Get Spanked

Kneeling in the corner pressing Your scented panties against the wall with my nose, i hear the click of Your heels approach and sense the warmth of Your presence behind me. i shiver in anticipation. You tap the hairbrush gently against Your palm and a quiver surges up from my 'clit' to my breast. On the dresser, the ticking of the timer stops and a bell sounds. Quiet, yet as loud as a gong to me. i gasp as Your hand strokes my neck then grasps my ear, 'Time for your spanking, trissy', Your voice pleasant and light.

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The Girls Washroom Part 5 - Conclusion

Eric could only inch his way forward with the mermaid tail and the ropes that Brandy had tied holding his ankles together close. By this time, the glue had surely set so even if he could somehow reach the scissors, he would not be able to undo it. The ridiculous act of inching himself along the ground was further hindered by the heavily decorated handcuffs, which held his wrists too close together to really get the leverage to push himself very far.

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The Primrose Path - 21

"Were kisses all the joys in bed,
One woman would another wed.”
~ Sonnets to Sundry Notes of Music

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“This is KDNS at the top of the hour. More bad news for the local economy as Wothiels announced it was closing two of its four auto dealerships, citing continued poor sales…”

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The Girls Washroom Part 4

"What is your schedule like this afternoon, Ariel?" asked Brandy.

"Oh God, don't make me do this," he pleaded.

"Schedule," demanded Brandy firmly.

"I have Spanish, but it started like fifteen minutes ago and then I have advanced biology," he replied timidly.

"I know you have advanced biology. Allie and I are in there with you," sighed Brandy as she rolled her eyes.

"Trish is in that Spanish class. I'll text her and tell her to expect Ariel," said Allie.

"Great," said Ashleigh, "This day is really picking up."

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Simon's Progress - Part 1

NAME?” the imposing uniformed female barked.

“S…S….Simon,” he stuttered. He was standing at the registration desk as required by the new administration.

SIMON WHAT?

“Smith. Simon Smith.”

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That's what girls are for - Part 2

Although he felt humiliated dressed in a pink baby doll nightie with matching panties, Luke was incredibly turned on by the feel of the fabric against his skin. He wouldn’t, of course, ever have admitted to his state of arousal even though his cock betrayed the fact inside his panties despite having drunk so much. He was aware that Vicky would have a view of them from her position behind him as they ascended the stairs since the short nightie would not cover them. He also discovered that his panties rubbed against the tip of his cock with every step he took.

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