Being Sarah (MFF)

The Transgender Collection 1

BarbarianSpy

Heat Rating: Sizzling
Word Count: 11,605
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Being Sarah: A tale of the tormenting of a crossdresser.

What would you do if you could pass as a beautiful woman? Wear sexy dresses? Flutter your eyelashes? Flirt? Get down on your knees and submit like a good girl?

Bisexual John is an excellent crossdresser and his alter-ego, Sarah, makes a very pretty young woman. The only problem is, Sarah is too shy to leave the house.

That all changes though when John let's his adventurous, naughty, and dominating friends, Abbey and Maria, in on his little secret. Immediately, they goad him into transforming into Sarah for them: but simply seeing him transformed isn't enough.

When they see Sarah, they want more. They take her clubbing. They get her hot and bothered in the most awkward places. They tease her mercilessly.

Then they want to take her home and be very naughty girls with her. These bad girls want to take her like a girl.

Being Sarah (MFF)
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Being Sarah (MFF)

The Transgender Collection 1

BarbarianSpy

Heat Rating: Sizzling
Word Count: 11,605
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There are many difficult decisions I’ve had to make in my life. Deciding whether to confide in someone that I liked to cross-dress was definitely one of them. In fact, “difficult” was an understatement; “agonizing” would be a more appropriate term. Especially when, in my case, the potential recipient of my little secret was someone as unpredictable and dangerous as my friend Abbey.

As I sat next to her, the rational part of my brain told me that it would be a stupid idea to open up to her. She was too impulsive. Too reckless. Too oblivious to the consequences of her actions. Part of me knew she wouldn’t be able to keep her mouth shut. Another part of me half suspected she’d use the information against me if I ever got on the wrong side of her.

However, I couldn’t deny that part of me actually did want to tell her. My hidden self absolutely craved recognition. Added to that, I guess I wanted to prove to Abbey how interesting, unique, and different I was.

The latter was a stupid motive, but the desire to impress a beautiful, flirtatious, and sexually liberated young woman is one only the strongest men can resist. And back when I was eighteen, I definitely wasn’t a strong man.

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