I’m submissive by nature.  Big surprise huh?  I think most girls like me (I’m a transvestite) are.  It’s funny but before I really got into the whole dressing scene and I lived most of my life as a guy I wasn’t all that
submissive.  In fact I remember being a little above average in the dominant thing.  I think that most of us (transvestites, crossdressers etc.) are submissive due to some weird idea that we’re secretly ashamed or embarrassed by the fact that we dress up like women and have sex as a woman rather than a man.  Maybe we see “real” women as being submissive to men and act out on that.  Whatever the reason that’s the way it is with me.
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My name’s Mark. I’m what most people call a regular guy. I’m 5′10″ and weigh 175 pounds soaking wet. Eyes are gray and hair is a lightish brown. I don’t have to shave every day although I do and my body hair is light and minimal. My instructor at the gym I go to says I work hard enough at my body so that it looks good even at the ripe age of 31. I have a wife and child that I adore and a great job with an advertising agency that more than just pays the bills. And of course my wife and I have lots of friends, the nice home in the suburbs and all the other accouterments that one could want in life.

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I’ve always been intimidated by women. They scare the shit out of me. And maybe that’s why I’m a computer geek. I feel safer around computers than people. In high school, I dated but never had more than one date
with any girl. Word got around that I was a geek and a bore; the same for college. I had to go to a prostitute to lose my virginity and it felt like I was masturbating; only not using my hands.
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I met Sheila, shortly after my divorce. She was everything I was looking for in a woman. Her figure made men drool and her personality was bubbly and refreshing. It wasn’t until our third date that I found out that I
had a desire for cock.
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Surfing the web the other day came across a transsexual forum, read a few of the postings to get a feel for how the fans mind work. One little note recommended a site for good free pictures of transsexuals. Decided to check this out. The first photograph was of a young blond transsexual. A real blond, the pubic hair matched the hair on her head. Nice pretty face with no five o’clock shadow, possibly some surgery here. Good tits, not implants, more than likely she grew these herself from the hormones. Pleasant cock, about six or seven inches in length. About the perfect size, not a gut buster, but more than adequate to do the job to be done. Overall I would guess 5′6″ tall, probably from Brazil. Just a guess on that last.

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Hi, my name is Jack.  This is a story about a little adventure me and my wife had a few years back.  Only then she was only my girlfriend.  Well, by this time I had considered making her my fiancee, but we were still in
college and such thoughts would have to wait until I got paid.  At the time we were only 21.  I was about 5′6″ with dark brown hair and eyes to match. For someone who was in college however, I looked like a typical high schooler.  Once there was a high school visiting the campus (we went to University of MD College Park) I just happened to be were there bus was picking up at the time it was picking up.  I spent 20 minutes fighting with one of the chaperones trying to convince him that I wasn’t apart of there group.  All my life I always looked to young for my age.  My father told me not to complain.  Eventually age will catch up, and when it does, I’ll be wishing to be confused for someone younger again.

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I’m at college supposedly studying to become an architect. But recently study has taken backseat to more exciting pursuits.  It started a few weeks back. I share a student apartment with a guy and we pretty well lived and studied independently.  He was majoring in history and we didn’t really cross paths much. I’d been dating a girl and she’d stay over now and again. It was fun but college work was taking up more of our time and the relationship had finished. As you might expect it became more difficult to satisfy my natural urges and I just buried myself in my studies even more. That was all about to change.

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I was feeling really horny, massive nervous anticipation. I was all dressed up, looking for my first taste of cock.

My name’s Nikki, I was aged about 25 or 26 at the time, only 2/3 years ago, but I was fed up being the `closet’ tranny tart, I wanted to try out some cock; in short, I wanted dirty sex with a guy, I didn’t care who!!!!!!

I’d done myself up pretty well, great make-up, hair looking good, scarlet blouse (it was warm enough not to need a jacket), black skirt finishing about 3″ above the knee, matching black lacy bra, thong and suspender belt, plain black stockings (but I always carried a spare pair or 2 with me), 3″ black strappy mules to finish off.
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I was new in college and met my room mate for the first time, his name was Kim Lee.  He was small thin guy of asian decent.  We met and talked for a while, I found out Kim was gay when he started talking about
his last boyfriend.  I had come from a small town and did not know any openly gay people.  It did not bother me that he was gay, in fact I had had a few gay fantasies before but had never thought of acting on them.
I think most straight guys have fantasies about sucking cock or taking on in the ass, but most would never admit it.
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The day that I was born my parents must have known that I was to be a different gender than I was.  So they named me Cris.  Nothing out of the ordinary happened to me until I was fifteen.  I started to have these feelings in my gut and mind, I couldn’t figure it out until I had found a site on the internet talking about gender disorder that was talking about how males who wanted to be female and females wanting to be male.  Well this triggered something in my mind and said that might what I have been feeling.  So one day I
snuck into my sister’s room when she was gone and got a pair of her panties and a bra.  After that I would go and buy some female clothes at a store with my heart pounding.  I also started shaving my legs, with the guidance of one of my closest friends from school.  She would always be there for me and I for her no matter what was happening.

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