A closeted lady transitioning from a dull boy in male clothing into a beautiful transgendered lady with friends, female friends both supportive and actively assist with this desired transition. I have wanted to be a female girl and then a lady since age 7. I started dressing in my sister's panties, which I stole from her underwear drawer. I would wear them to bed to sleep in and then later to wear under my boy jeans, cargo pants, etc. My Mother found my stash and confronted me; as we talked, she realized that this was not a phase, then took me shopping for my own panties, bras, and hosiery. When my cousin saw the lace from my panties, I shared my need to be a girl; she was supportive and actively assisted me with my feminization and sexual experience, taking my virginity. Then, other female friends assisted me through the years. When my Gender Dysphoria raged, I would freak out and then purge everything. These purges would last a couple of months; as my Gender Dysphoria raged, Casey's voice grew louder with each purge, along with her need to express her femininity. Then, I would again start purchasing a new wardrobe for Casey. I was married for 20 years and in the closet about Casey and dressing up for 19 years of the marriage when she found my stash. I told her everything about Casey and Casey's need to express her personality. She said, "I am unwilling to accept his side of you, Casey's personality, or you dressing in Casey's clothing, and I am coming to me as Casey enters our bed. Casey and I stayed in the other bedroom; later, she moved out, and we separated. Without the purges, I could have paid for most of the surgeries I still need to complete this transformation. I Pray to God each day to wake up fully transformed into the mature young lady I hunger to be. I sexually bisexual cis-females, transgender women in transition or post-op lesbians, and beta sissies with age regression issues, aka, "Littles." I am a good "Mommy" & Little caregiver.

Mahesh, in his college days, makes his first desire with a married woman, Anjali, who was a new tenant. Anjali awakens Mahesh's desire with the raw thrill of lovemaking, making him know the desire has no boundaries. Their secret affair leaves him forever changed and convinces him that lust is life. Then Mahesh chases for a endless pleasures, steamy encounters with bold colleagues, seductive strangers, free-spirited traveller and willing admirers who cross his path. Each woman brings a new thrill and fuels his unquenchable hunger. As the years grow, he struggles with the short-lived relationships-feeling lonely. Will his physical desire ever turn into real love? Or still he believes it is the only thing that truly matters? A provocative, sensual tale of awakening, obsession and the endless pursuit of pleasure.

Priya dares her friend Sneha to flash his cousin brother Arjun. Arjun a masturbating addict has little chance to hide his admiration for a female body.

Priya Sharma is 42, a divorced yoga teacher and mother, finally finding peace in her second marriage to the kind, steady Vikram. He worships her gently, loves her completely, and gives her the safe, tender life she never knew she needed. But peace has never been enough for the fire inside her. Years ago, before Vikram, there was Arjun - her son Rohan's best friend, twenty-eight, dangerously magnetic, and utterly forbidden. One stolen night became many, and Priya discovered a darker, hungrier version of herself in his hands. He didn't just touch her body; he claimed it. Rough. Possessive. Addictive. He made her beg, made her break, made her feel alive in ways no gentle man ever could. Now married and trying to be the perfect wife, Priya swears the affair is over. She chooses Vikram's love, his devotion, his quiet mornings and soft kisses. But some addictions don't die. They wait. They whisper. And when Arjun reappears in her life - older, more dangerous, still burning for the one woman he was never supposed to have - Priya feels the pull again. Stronger. Darker. She tries to resist. She fails. Because while Vikram gives her the love she needs to survive... Arjun gives her the ruin she craves to feel alive. A story of forbidden desire, aching guilt, and the dangerous line between the husband who cherishes her and the younger man who owns her soul. Some women have everything. Priya has two men. And she can't let go of either.

https://www.amazon.com/Fetish-BWWM-Romance-L-Davis-ebook/dp/B07D6ZV2X3 Constance is a college senior and a bagger at her local grocery store, all of her days are the same. Same faces and same time, day in and out. She very emotionless, and no one knew much about her, not even her family. Constance is a bagger during her day, wearing her blue "Lucky Mart" uniform, but at night she's a demon in leather and latex. Whips are fun, and blindfolds are okay, but she wants to do dominate. Seth is a bad boy that lives on the edge and follows no one's rules. He doesn't fall in love, he doesn't respect women, and he doesn't bend to anyone. One night out with his friends, of drinking, drugs, and fun he stops at a nameless place. A building with no name, just a guard in the front and the smell of sweat and sex.

Short stories about gender benders.

To spend time with the only girl in his neighborhood, Mike disguises himself as one, but things go wrong fast. His genius little brother turns him into a real girl, and pretending to be Morgan, he must get through High School as a girl.

❌WARNING: VERY MATURE ❌ |Completed| 20-year-old lingerie/lewd model for vogue and Victoria Secret, Kat Lovelace. 21-year-old sexually frustrated, amazing photographer, Ryder Bane. The two are paired together as permanent pairs in a Victoria Secret modeling competition getaway. He's staring at her all day in nothing but a few delicate laces. She's finding it fun to tease the fuck out of him while he's working. They hate each other. But they can't keep their hands off each other. They're playing a dangerous game, for the rules state there can be NO intimacy between the pairs. {Reached #1 in Model} {Reached #1 in Dominant} {Reached #1 in Risky} {Reached #1 in lovehaterelationships} {Reached #5 in lust} {Reached #2 in Lingerie}

Nik clenched his teeth. "It's not a phase, Big Daddy. I've had feelings for you for a long time." Duka blinked at him. What the hell kinda feelings could a lil' teenage boy have for an old fart like me? He had to think quick before this boy fell off the rails. "How 'bout this; come back when you have more hair on your balls and can buy me a drink at the bar." This fifteen-year-old little squirt knew nothing about nothing. He probably read too many of them yaoi books Chaplain likes or watched too many pornos. In six years, he'll realize it was all a phase and want to slap himself silly for being so ridiculous. Nik tilted his head and looked at Duka with narrowed eyes for a few moments. Duka smirked and brought his beer to his lips. That oughta nip it in the bud. Old man-1. Little squirt-0. Nik Straightened up and smiled. "Ok. When the time comes not only will I take you out for a drink but, I'll show you how much hair I've got on my balls afterward." Beer spewed all over the counter and Duka broke into a fit of coughing. Nik's smile widened as he sauntered out of the kitchen. He made sure to smack Duka on the ass on the way past. Duka covered his mouth with his hand and stared wide-eyed at the youth he'd damn near raised. What the actual fuck?

Luke was a secret cross dresser until he got it off his chest with a so called close friend who then made it his business to expose Luke.