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For Post Op MTF folk

I had my Neo-Vagina installed in 2007 and for a decade it was fun. In the last few years it does nothing; worse than a dead fish. Er, it doesn't smell though. One thing that does happen is that at times, it feels like I am sitting on my penis, and when I am walking the feeling is stronger. There are no more Orgasms, and there are perhaps several reasons. I've got several conditions that are vying for the right to kill me. I am just wondering if any other Post op ladies can relate?

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Space Queen Chapter 7

We entered the throne room, and I had Spire show me what was going on outside the station. We saw Queen’s Rage firing on three ships that had come into the system. “Spire, get me in contact with Admiral Stook.” A separate screen flashed up showing Admiral Stook in the command chair.

“Admiral, what is going on out there?” I asked.

Project Wolf Den

DOJ Special Projects Archives:
Agent Ada Franklin couldn’t believe she was sent to the archives. The director of her department has been harassing her, and she has finally gotten fed up with it because he was so popular and well-connected in the DOJ.

Courage

Courage
An BigCloset TopShelf Exclusive Story

I took a deep breath as I peered toward the plain, copper protestant cross that stood on the altar. The air inside St. George's Episcopal Church was cold, just like the weather outside. A rare snow storm had moved in from Tennessee bringing with it not only snow, but a bitter wind that cut one to the bare bone. The Rector of St. George, Fr. George Stonewall had yet to turn on the heat. And thus the only warmth was from the tip of the altar candles.

Lilith's Despair Chapter 7

Sara and Margret

Margret was standing next to the window with Sara when they felt the explosion. Sara tackled Margret to the floor away from the windows. The shock wave broke the windows. Shattering all the glass into the apartment. Sara screamed as she collapsed onto the ground. They both fell silent as they hit the floor. Luckily, the shield blocked the radiation, but it could not block the pressure waves that followed the explosion.

Holidays Suck

Super Speedway Gas Station, Yorktown, Va.

Jada couldn’t believe she had to come in and work on Thanksgiving. She turned and returned to the manager's office to find out why she had to work.

“Bruce, why am I working on Thanksgiving Day from two until closed? I thought I was going to have it off?” Jada stands in the doorway of Bruce’s office.

Very HOT Erotic Stories

I've been working on some short stories that one might classify as lewd or pornographic. I had thought that I would tone them down before I published them at BCTS feeling as though that was my only proper option. One of them is Forced Feminization with Bondage. I am shocked at myself that now that I'm nearly finished, I do not wish to castrate it. Yes, I know there are other sites and I wonder if I should attempt to use one of them?

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On Subject matter.

A short rant.

I published a story that had plenty of Trans content, but also Female Domination, Bondage, BDSM, Slavery the whole 9 Fetish yards really. It had the caution warnings, then had more added because apparently people ignore the content warnings and read anyway.

It got comments of the ewww and not for here, and can you not write sweet gentle stories like wot we want?

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Space Queen Chapter 6

The Trial

I had all the members of the church and those in positions of power within the station lined up in the throne room. I made sure that this trial was broadcast throughout the Empire. Minsha was sitting next to me upon the dais. Looking down at all the people that I needed to judge and sentence, but I had to seem like a was not a malevolent ruler.

A Joke Can Go Too Far

Parker looks out towards the water from the pier he is standing on, thinking about jumping. He was cradling a heavy stone in his arms and standing close to the edge of the dock. Tears were streaming down his cheeks. He could not believe what had been done to him by people he trusted.

His life was now ruined, all thanks to what they did to him. Not only had they recorded what they did to him, but they had posted the footage on all the social media sites and the college site he attended as well. They sent footage of what happened to him to his parents.

No Comments Allowed

Dreams lately are perhaps impossible to separate from wakefulness. This morning I dreamed about writing a short story that would undoubtedly draw fire from some, or many, or even most. It would make use of every thing I can remember of all disciplines religious, scientific, mystical, and things without names. I don't know if it would include TG content because I haven't written it yet, still trying to recover from the dream, perhaps nightmare. I don't know if I can publish something here and not allow comments? I won't ask if anyone wants to read this one.

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The Story Continues

A Sequel To Thrown Away Like Trash

The Brooks Range, Alaska:
Stacy spots the fake blind someone had setup to conceal an area. She approaches carefully and notices that someone had gone to great lengths to hide their presence out here. The fake blind went all the way around a twenty-foot area.

Mirror Changed Chapter 11

Mirror Changed Chapter 11

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~Courtney~

The last week had been a frustrating lesson in patience for the dangerous and well dressed Courtney. Though ultimately vindicated by the others of her small grouping, she still felt angry at herself for losing the young magus in the local mall. She swore that the other Chosen had fled into the theater, but after making a bit of a ruckus she had been forced to give up. The threat of the breeders police force didn’t really scare her off. There was little they could possibly do that would more than inconvenience her.

They’d Never Believe That in Court

They’d Never Believe That in Court
by Lin Dale

Synopsis: Husband and wife, Judy and Ollie, were both barristers. Ollie had built up a good professional reputation and was under consideration to become circuit judge. His wife, Judy, had an even better reputation, incredibly energetic and rarely lost a case. But whereas he was white, middle-class and, of course, male, she was black, female and from a working-class background. No surprise, then, that whilst Ollie was likely to become circuit judge, Judy was still a junior barrister. But earlier that day, Judy’s lovely grandmother had died.

Thrown Away Like Trash

Hunter slowly wakes up in a strange room under a warm blanket. The last thing he remembered was passing out on the side of the highway. He had walked as far as he could before he passed out from the cold and exhaustion.

He looked around the bedroom and saw that it had an old-style dresser drawer like his mother's. There was a nightstand next to his bed with a lamp on it. The bed he was lying on was more significant than the baby mattress on which he was forced to sleep.

Do not complain

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