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Crossdressing fiction sexy santa cap
John’, you should’ve just apologized.” Seth told his friend.
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Crossdressing fiction style the magic stockings
Jason knew that his friend, George, was a closet crossdresser. He knew he had a weakness for women’s clothing. That’s when he decided to hatch the perfect plan.
Jason had access to an old book of spells. Using that, he was able to curse a pair of black stockings. If George put them on, he would transform into a cute, sex-crazed girl. It
was going to be perfect.
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My Sissy girlfriend helping me crossdress fiction
I play dress up with my sister a lot i love it when she puts makeup on me and treats me like a little girl i like it the best when her friends where all over and they all dressed me upEven my Sissy girlfriend encourages crossdressing! Helps you put on ...
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Sissy fiction The Gold Diggin’ Monster (TG Caption)
Ellis Hording. She got out of the pool, her huge breasts bouncing around wet. She called her butler over:“Fanso! Can you give my hair I quick brushing.”
He responds.“Of course Madam.” He walked over holding a brush, and begun to comb her hair.just then, Mr. Hording,a tall handsome man walked out of his giant Mansion. He looks at his wife:
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Crossdress fiction sissy versus sissy
See you later.” Three words that set the cogs in motion…of everything that would transpire, but more specifically and crucially, the gears in the minds of Jared and Rory as they watched Aunt Clarissa leave for work. She wasn’t their real aunt of course. most aunts aren’t. she was one of those aunts who were actually just an unspecified family friend. the title of ‘aunt’ bestowed upon them to ensure respect. With Clarissa the title just stuck. even when the boys reached their late teens. It made even less sense when you realise that
Jared and Rory aren ‘t even related and that Clarissa was the mutual best-friend of their respective mothers, who over the years had made the most of their friendships by sending the boys to stay with their ‘aunt’ near the sea whenever they felt like a quiet weekend.
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Feminine crossdresser fiction why did the sissy cross the road
An orchestra of engines and blaring horns played a chaotic symphony on the busy road and even with a blindfold padlocked into place, Paul felt well and truly like he was in a front-row seat. Through glossy purple painted lips he lamented the day he ‘d told his girlfriend Rita that he wanted to spice up their sex life, and slowly he lifted one high-heeled leather boot off the curb and stepped out into the street.
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Crossdresser fiction mousy looking woman
Oliver’s French tipped fingers ached. worn and bruised just like the real
things…just like the rest of his body…well. this body he had woken up in. But. in
spite of his initial instinct to run, he had picked up that broom and now the
previously disgusting workshop glowed around him. He pulled up a stocking that
had begun to droop a little and snapped it back into place and carefully placed the
broom back in the corner to admire his work. His satisfaction was short-lived and
he was brought crashing back down to Earth as he remembered the predicament
he was in. The sound of a key turning caught his ear and he watched with baited
breath as a small, mousy looking woman let herself in…
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Crossdresser fiction French maid outfit
Tight. Sooooo tight… Not just bodysuit tight, but debilitatingly tight. Like
la’ck in the balls debilitating. lt was clear almost immediately that the add-
ons designed to make the suit ‘s wearer a dominant sex goddess were never
coming. In their place. the painful squeezing brought other sensations;
wealmess that sapped his strength so badly he could barely stand, crippling
self-doubt and fear of another…his mistress. Lucy approached, grinning
victoriously…
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Comic sissy from good to worse
uununmmm…errrrr…prepare to…errrr…squeal… ‘ Lucy stammered from
inside her bodysuit. ‘…get on your knees…errrr…please… ‘ Her body language
was even less convincing as she dithered and stumbled her way through the
supposedly domineering routine. Felix sat on the edge of the bed unimpressed,
his arms folded in front of the female form of his own bodysuit. It wasn’t that
lucy didn’t have the look…she did, she absolutely did. With her fierce black vinyl
corset that rode high up between her asscheeks and matching thigh-high latex
boots, she looked fit to take control of even the most self-assured man or
woman…even the bodysuit gave her usually soft features a slightly vicious
predatory look. But it just wasn ‘t working…
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Transform comics bully tg
Who’d believe that I used to be a nerd, huh?
I thought it was a suspicious when I was invited to a party at Craig’s house. For years he’d
bullied me but a party at a popular person’s home was too good an oppurtunity to miss.
When I arrived, Craig let me in and I walked into the living room. No one else was here.
Suddenly the I heard the door close.