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My First Time Dressing Story Synopsis: My cousin opens up my female side. When I was about 18, I would spend my summer vacations, from school, at my uncle’s house. My cousin and I would sleep in one bedroom, with two beds. He was three years older than me and always knew what we could do, to have fun. I looked up to him and wanted to be like him. We had no secrets between us, and we shared everything. One afternoon I came home early, from a friend’s house and found my cousin standing in front of a full-length mirror, dressed in a blond wig, black nylons, yellow panties, a bra, and a yellow… Read more

Small Cock Jimmy Story Synopsis: Jimmy learns how to make friends. Jimmy knew, from an early age that he was never going to be manly. He had a bird size chest, short legs, and skinny arms. That didn’t stop his mother from loving him, but it did give the boys in school something to pick on. He would never forget the day he walked into the shower, after physical training, and saw the size of the other boy’s penises. His little two-inch cock couldn’t compare with the six inches the other boys supported. One of the boys saw this and laughed and joked about his “tiny we we.” Feeling red-faced, he… Read more

Story Synopsis: I learn a way to bed my mother. My mother had me at a very young age. My father was in the service so I grew up mostly with her. When I was 16 years old, my father was killed in an aircraft accident. My mother was still a very attractive woman and had a lot of offers from the men we knew, but wanted to wait until I was out of the house, before dating. I respected my mother for this, but was just feeling the sexual needs of my age. I had read some books on hypnosis and thought it was what I needed to try. Late one night I tried hypnotizing my mother and was thinking of using i… Read more

I’m a sissy. I didn’t start out as a sissy, but over time I found my place in life. I had a normal c***dhood until I was 18 when my Father died and I had to help my Mother. She had problems, A.D.D. and had taken my Father’s death very hard. It was only her and I, so it took a lot of my remaining c***dhood to help her. I had a friend next door and when I needed to, I would go over and talk to him. He was three years older then I and seemed to have a lot of good advice. One day I went over and is my normal way, I let myself in. Opening up the door to his bedroom, I found him lying in bed. He w… Read more