Author: Amber

My sissy, Stella

Posted 3 days ago by Amber

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My sissy, Stella. She keeps me constantly on my toes (and occasionally reaching for the headache medicine). Let’s be clear, I adore her. I truly do. But sometimes, dealing with her is an interesting process. Now, the allure of having a sissy is obvious, isn’t it? The delicate dresses, the painstakingly applied makeup and perfect hair, the eager-to-please attitude. It’s all very appealing, if you know what I mean. She’s a blank canvas ripe for artistic expression and lets me do anything and everything to her holes. And believe me, I’ve been expressing myself.

But here’s the kicker: my little darling? She’s still got a few…Um…Glitches in the system. There are days when she’s the epitome of feminine grace, fluttering around in fancy dresses and stockings and lace, batting her eyelashes with the precision of a seasoned professional. Then, BAM! Out comes the “boy voice.” You know, that deep, gravelly rumble that belongs on a construction site, not coming from a vision swathed in pink chiffon!

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I disappeared into the bedroom, the air already thick with the promise of the evening. Liam was sprawled on the couch, lost in some video game, all rumpled t-shirt and focused frown. Perfect. Tonight was one of those nights. I loved the ritual, the slow transformation. The dress I chose was simple, black, and clung just enough. But the real magic was underneath.

The rustle of silk always made me smile. These pantyhose were a recent obsession – a smooth, tan shimmer that felt decadent against my skin. They hugged every curve, making my legs feel impossibly long and sleek. It was an armor of confidence, a silent invitation. I padded back into the living room. Liam hadn’t moved, still battling pixelated monsters. I leaned against the doorframe, letting him soak in the view. The curve of my hip, the way the light caught the sheen of my legs.

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I fucking love my job. It’s not your typical nine-to-five. I’m getting paid to be an absolute SLUT! Today, I’m working from home, sitting in my cozy bedroom, on my laptop. I’m naked, save for a pair of black lace panties, my long brown hair cascading down my back. I’ve got my headset on, ready to take my next call.

The phone rings, and I answer in my sultry voice, “Hey, baby, what’s your pleasure tonight?” On the other end of the line is a man named Mark. He’s a regular, a man with a deep, husky voice that sends shivers down my spine. “Hey, Amber,” he says, “I’ve been thinking about you all day.” “Oh, really?” I tease, running my fingers along the edge of my panties. “What exactly have you been thinking about?”

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I watch as Mr. Fisher relaxes in his hot tub, the bubbles obscuring my view of his toned body. I’ve been fantasizing about this moment for what feels like forever, and now that it’s finally here, I’m not sure where to start. “Hey, Mr. Fisher,” I call out, my voice dripping with confidence. I sashay over to the hot tub, my new tits bouncing with each step. I’ve always been proud of my body, but now I feel downright invincible.

Mr. Fisher looks up, his eyes widening as he takes in my transformation. “Amber, wow,” he says, his voice husky. “You look… different.” I grin, knowing exactly what he means. “I’ve been away at college,” I say, twirling a lock of hair around my finger. “I’ve learned a thing or two.” “Oh really?” he says, raising an eyebrow. “Like what?” I lean in closer, my tits practically spilling out of my bikini top. “Like how to please a man,” I whisper in his ear.

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You’re already naked, lying on the changing table, your dick already half-hard. “Amber,” you whine, “I’ve been waiting for you.” I can smell it already, the stink of your full diaper. It’s a fucking turn-on, knowing you’ve been waiting for me, needing me to take care of you. I start to unwrap the soiled diaper, the plastic crinkling as I peel it away from your skin. Your little cock twitches as the cool air hits it.

“Fuck, Amber,” you groan, “it’s so embarrassing.” “Shh, it’s okay,” I say, wiping away the mess with a warm, wet cloth. “I love taking care of you. You know that.” I clean you thoroughly, making sure to get every little crevice. Your dick is fully hard now, leaking precum onto your stomach. I can’t help but smile. “Someone’s excited,” I tease.

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I’ve always had a thing for trans women, and when I finally met Veronika, I knew I had to have her. She was absolutely stunning, with big tits, curves in all the right places, and a cock that made my mouth water. We met at a party, and after a few drinks, I decided to make my move. “Veronika,” I purred, my hand sliding up her thigh. “I’ve been wanting to fuck a trans woman for a long time, and you’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen.”

She smiled coyly, her eyes sparkling with mischief. “Well, I’m glad I could be your first,” she said, her voice dripping with desire. “But first, let’s get out of here.” We slipped away from the party, finding a secluded spot in the park nearby. The moon was shining brightly, casting a soft glow over Veronika’s body as she stripped off her clothes. I couldn’t take my eyes off her, my pussy already wet with anticipation.

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predilection

Posted 1 month ago by Amber

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“Well, Rory,” I say, my voice low and sultry, “I think I have a good understanding of your little predilection now.” You nod, your eyes wide and eager. “Yes, Doctor Pantyhose. I- I’ve never felt this way before. The thought of you in a pair of my favorite pantyhose…it’s all I can think about.”

I can’t help but smile at your enthusiasm. “I’m glad to hear that, Rory. But I want to get a better idea of just how much joy these pantyhose bring you. How about we do an activity together?” Your eyebrows shoot up in surprise. “An…activity? What do you mean?” I stand up from my chair, making sure to sway my hips just enough to catch your eye. I reach down and slowly start to remove my skirt, revealing that I’m not wearing any panties underneath.

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In the bustling city of Metropolis, the night was filled with neon lights and the sounds of sirens. The streets were alive with people, unaware of the dangers lurking in the shadows. Amber, a superhero, patrolled the city in her shimmering red and gold costume, her long legs encased in a pair of shiny tan pantyhose and her feet encased in tight black thigh high boots. Her partner, Michael, followed close behind in his blue and silver spandex suit, his eyes fixed on her glistening pantyhose-clad form.

Michael had a secret fetish for women in pantyhose, and Amber happened to be the best-looking superheroine he had ever laid eyes on. She moved with grace and agility, her long, toned legs sliding effortlessly against the smooth material of her hose. It was a sight that sent shivers down Michael’s spine every time he saw it. As they worked together to stop a bank heist that night, Amber’s stockings glistened in the light, catching the attention of the criminals. They were so distracted by her allure that they didn’t notice Michael sneaking up behind them until it was too late. With a swift move,

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The cage around your dick was a constant reminder of my control, a symbol of your submission to me. I licked my lips, desire pooling in my core as I took in your feminine form, your makeup expertly applied, your dress hugging your curves in all the right places. “Come here, my sweet,” I called out, my voice low and commanding. You looked up, your eyes wide and full of anticipation. You knew what was coming, and you were eager for it. You walked towards me, your heels clicking against the hardwood floor, your hips swaying seductively.

I reached out and grabbed your wrist, pulling you towards me. You gasped, your body colliding with mine. I could feel your heart pounding, your breath hitching in your throat. I leaned in, my lips brushing against your ear. “Tonight, you’re going to learn to please men,” I whispered, my voice dripping with authority. You nodded, your eyes full of lust and desire. I led you to the bed, my fingers digging into your soft skin. I pushed you down onto the mattress, your body bouncing slightly. I straddled you, my skirt riding up to reveal my bare thighs. I reached

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I watched as you wiggled your way into the diaper I’d laid out for you. Your eyes sparkled with mischief, a grin spreading across your face as you looked up at me. “You know I’m just going to end up wetting this thing, right?” you said, your voice dripping with playful defiance. I crossed my arms, a stern look on my face. “Well, then I suppose you’ll be needing a spanking, won’t you?” I replied, my tone firm yet teasing. Your eyes widened, a flicker of excitement passing through them before you nodded, biting your lower lip.

I led you to the changing table, guiding you onto your stomach. I ran my hand over your diapered bottom, feeling the soft material beneath my fingers. “You’ve been such a bad boy,” I murmured, my voice low and husky. I pulled the diaper down, exposing your bare ass. I brought my hand down, spanking you, a sharp crack echoing through the room. You squirmed beneath me, a soft moan escaping your lips. I continued to spank you, each smack sending a jolt of pleasure through my body. I could feel my pussy growing wetter with each passing moment, my breath

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