After being shamed for her transformation from a boy to a girl, Jessica (nineteen years old) feels crushed. The mocking laughter, the judgmental stares; it all cut deeper than she's admitted. "Am I even worth it?" she whispers one evening, staring into the bathroom mirror with tired, puffy eyes. She decides to take a week off college to sort through her feelings and figure out if she can even love herself. Standing in fro...

Emily stepped into the dimly lit apartment, her senses immediately overwhelmed by the scent of sandalwood and old books. This was Jake and Nora's place, their sanctuary, a world separate from the one they inhabited during the day. It was a world of secrecy and intrigue, painted in shades of black and white. The apartment was furnished with antique pieces, giving it the air of a forgotten time. The walls were lined with bo...

“Mm…hungry…” Jake yawned as they woke again. “For food, this time, as well as you.” Erica snuggled closer, “Me too. Should eat. But so cosy…” Jake laughed and lifted her off their chest, “I'll make it worth your while, I promise. All day breakfast in the cafe down the street?” “Ah, fine, if you're gonna make me move.” Jake gripped Erica by the shoulders and kissed her, long and deep, until she squirmed in their arms, hand...

Erica awoke in Jake's arms and stretched out against them, her fingers curling in their chest hair. Jake, either already awake, leaned down and kissed her forehead, before getting up and padding naked across the carpet to fix them a free coffee from the machine. She took the chance to properly check out Jake's body. She'd seen pictures, of course, but in their earlier need for sex hadn't had the chance to properly look. N...

Jake entered the room first, a studio Airbnb, away from prying eyes and listening ears, letting Erica close the door behind them, as they took in the room. A king-sized bed. A desk with two reasonably comfortable-looking chairs. Coffee, tea, mini fridge. Erica came from behind and slid her hands beneath their shirt, fondling their belly, their soft hair, giving their nipples a tweak just sharp enough to make them hiss an...

Jackie's mom was waiting for us inside. She glared at us as we scooted past her. The door shut. "Why are you late? And who is this? And what happened to his shirt?" she asked. "Mom!" Jackie whined. "Everything's fine." "No, no. Everyone back here. All of you. What is going on?" I held out my hand. "I'm Justin." The pretty, forty-year-old version of Jackie very reluctantly extended her arm and shook it. "Um, I'm Claire." "...

The first thing she told me when her family moved into the house across the street was that she was trans. She marched over wearing an absurd, pink tracksuit just as I was taking out the trash. It almost sounded like a confession or even that she was a little angry the way she just blurted it out. But that was it though. She didn't give me time to say anything. She didn't even tell me her name. The strange, black-haired g...

Cass sat on the chair in front of her mirror, brushing out her short bob. The wind coming on from the bus stop had blown it entirely out of shape, knotting the waves into tangles. Jessop, freshly showered from his workday on his current construction site and wearing nothing but a towel wrapped around his waist, reached for the brush and began to repair the damage. Cass sighed and leaned back a little, letting her breasts...

Jason fell in love with Japan the moment he discovered anime. The women in the shows captivated him—confident, commanding, and always dressed in sexy outfits that emphasised their curvy figures, with large breasts and perfectly toned asses. He was instantly hooked, drawn not just to the characters but to Japan's rich culture, stunning scenery, and deep history. Beyond his fascination with anime, Jason had always harboured...

Jackson awoke to the soft scratch of nails in his chest hair and looked down to see Robyn making swirls with their fingers. “How long did we sleep?” he asked, stifling a yawn. “Couple of hours,” they replied, tilting their head up to look at him. “Hungry?” “Yeah, for a few things.” Jackson grinned and swatted their butt. Robyn gasped slightly, "Oh, more of that , please. But food first. Pizza?” Jackson nodded and they mad...

I’ve lived in a small town for just over five years, where being transgender isn't exactly an everyday topic. I was sure that plenty of such individuals were just living their lives around me. But it wasn't something I personally heard about all that much. Of course, as a closeted bisexual male who was married to a cisgender female for most of those five years, how would I? But that was before I met Joanna. Joanna worked...

Robyn stripped quickly in their bedroom, running their hands down their muscular torso, feeling the wetness of their vagina. Jackson's cock felt like it would fit just fine in their own ass, but they also needed to fuck his. That was where the drawer of toys came in handy, and Robyn selected a nicely shaped, vibrating, strap-on, along with some lube. As they placed them on the nightstand, they heard Jackson enter behind t...

Jackson fumbled with the lock on the bathroom door, not realising in his haste that it hadn't quite slid closed. Turning to the toilet, he put down the lid and sat, pulling out his phone and putting in some earbuds as he hunted for some good FTM porn. He'd come in to work today, on a new assignment to assist someone cataloguing a library of old books, and one look at his temporary boss had told him he was in trouble. He h...