FemaleDom Stories

This is my shortest story yet. I wanted to share how my life was changed due to women and their playful use of female hormone products. I’m a 66 year old man now, with breasts. They were obtained as a result of my wife’s, and her lesbian lover's secret use of hormones to feminize me.

Hapless married man is led astray by his wife's luscious little sister.

A story in the Libereco Universe
Samuel Allenby, accountant at Heller and Winrose, receives an e-mail from his now re-married father seeking to reconcile after years apart. He travels to the Badlands to meet the man he last saw when he was five years old. At the same time, high school senior Tanner Winslow returns to Sioux Hills after a tour of De Paul University.

A dominant woman moves in with her younger sister and brother-in-law. She takes control of the husband almost immediately and then extends that control to her sister. The wimpy husband is locked in chastity and turned into a cum-eating slave. His wife experiences black cock for the first time.

Sexy Jessica is tired of her wimp husband. She finds a horny young stud to provide what she needs.

While it all had started with Pam off I-95 and the poor run Exxon Mgr. in need of a high school diploma, the entrepreneurs travels lead to stops off the asphalt ribbon from New York To Florida with punishment adventures of many kinds as he deals out, panties down spanked behinds. That all lead up to to a climax at a Hampton off the interstate where Meghan is bared and receives the first anus tampon Votes appreciated. All comments answered. The characters names are fictitious & 21 y/o.

'John Smith' was the name he used in seeking the pleasures of feminine authority. Introduced to a female theatrical entrepreneur by a friend, he is in turn introduced to a group of women whose mutual thoughts have them seek the satisfaction he desires. Unknown to him, his anonymity makes him ideal for a little 'project', the latest in a line of sordid enactments which a haughty brunette so thoroughly enjoys, having our man subjected to an extreme he'd never dreamed of.

I am a curtain twitcher. A busy body. A peeping tometina, if you wish. A pair of prying eyes and a mind filled with the certainty that everybody else's business is my business.