Leg Fetish Stories

Katy is snowbound with the "bad-boy"boyfriend from her first year in high school. After twenty years the memories are a challenge to her wedding vows.

Secret transvestite Michele is found out by her boss who blackmails her forces her to comply with his demands.

It's 1959 and women still wear real stockings. Brian Macklin is a stocking fetish who has his dream job selling hosiery door to door. Michele is a closet transvestite who can't seem to get her hands on quality hosiery. When Brian comes calling the sparks ignite a fire in both of them. This story contains graphic consensual sex.

Hi. I'm Francie. Some call me a sissy. Some call me a trans girl. Some call me trash. Depends on your life's vectors, I guess. My name was 'Franklin Charles Cooper'. Now it's 'Frances Charlotte'. I hope I won't be a Cooper very long. My mom helped me through transition. She's not with us now. My father killed her. Yeah, I know. My life is somewhat screwed up. My neighbor is a 35-year-old geek, and he's the nicest, smartest man I've ever met. I'm in love with a nerd.

So why do some men prefer transvestites? Well; let me sum it up for you in the following article. If you are in any way homophobic, or not tolerant of transgender themes, now is the time for you to hit the return key or close your browser on this page (or maybe read on and send me a really nasty email full of hate and vitriol; I like those!). But if you are truly inquisitive about us "special ladies"; read on!

After the Magical High Commission's betrayal is revealed, things are even worse between Eclipsa and Hekapoo. Luckily Marco has the exact solution for this kind of thing. His penis.

Charlie had no idea the little redhead next door liked him. He found out otherwise. Join us for a wonderful erotic story about a wounded airman, a beautiful little tomboy, a host of others coming into their lives, and a few bad guys that just had to be dealt with.

A Filthy Tales for Wicked Grown-Ups Story
Red Riding Hood is all grown up—and she’s done playing the innocent. With wine on her lips and scandal in her step, she heads into the woods where a submissive Wolf lurks, a well-endowed Woodsman swings his axe, and Granny’s house hides more than tea and gossip. When the red cloak comes off, Red takes control—rewriting the tale with moans, mayhem, and a very accommodating bed.

With a wrecked car and no cellphone reception, Freddy seeks help in the only place he can, a run-down mansion that looks long abandoned. To his surprise, he finds a strange woman living there alone, but there's an ulterior motive to her gracious hospitality. (Spider woman/monstergirl Halloween story)