PhantaceeA report that never got to where it should, from a man, Tim, shaped by his past. When I was younger, I was a victim of family abuse. Not by my parents, but by my sisters. Being the youngest, I had no idea it was inappropriate for my sisters to dress me up in their…Continue readingSickly Contented
Awkwardly walking to the house described by Jodie, the rawness on the pair of leather briefs she bought for him scrapped Sean across the sensitive foreskin. Upon entering, Jodie was seen sitting on the couch in a white, see-through dress, waiting for his arrival. For one, it was his stupidity that got him to where…Continue readingBigger Picture
Bubbles (whispering): ‘Daddy! I can’t believe this really happened.’ Me: ‘What? Did I promise you a reward if you did well?’ She climbed over my lap in a bra top from Uniqlo and a grey flare skirt, planting her panties on my bulge. There was no way she could have missed that bump under her…Continue readingBubbly View
Me: ‘Bubbles?’ The secondary three student had changed from her dress into a small white spaghetti top and a pleated grey skirt, leaving a tiny gap at her waist to hint her unbelievably tiny hips. I had wore a formal white and black attire, to give the ‘teacher’ look before we went for tuition. Settling…Continue readingDark Grey Area
From her, Misery. ‘Do you want me to pick your sister up from school? D*** Secondary right?’, the stern tone of the man’s voice woke me up from my afternoon nap, sending me right into confusion as I tried to recognise the number. ‘Hello? Lenny? Are you there?’, whoever that person was, he called my…Continue readingFrom Misery