Crossdress Love Novels & Stories

And nobody would stop me! * * * DITYA. Ha! The elation I feel now cannot be described, Sarafina is finally gone! Finally left Zedora for good and even if she comes back she has to be sacrificed I have never felt so at ease in all my life, Jamal would finally be mine. "Insia!!" I yelled, she came rushing into the room. "Yes princess" she said, curtseying. "Have the palace dress maker come to take my measurements, I need the best dress for the festival of the rain" I stated happily.

“Uhhhhhh, no. No, you didn’t.” “Oh, well… Guess what.” Her smile is just a bit too big. “Come on, we never do anything outside the house. It will be different and fun.” She steps closer to me. “And I will make it worth it all when we get home….,” she purrs into my ear. Damn, this girl was entirely too good at wielding the art of seduction. I stepped back and took another look at the dress. It would come down to about my calves. What the hell, I’ve done the cross-dressing thing for Halloween. What’s the difference? It’s not like anyone that I know will be there. “You are going to owe me some serious kink for this one.”

They could only be present for cheering on the racers, which was why I have to cross-dress. As soon as the clock struck 12, I got up and tiptoed towards Krystal’s room. Only after I was sure that she was fast asleep did I go back to my room. I removed a small suitcase that hadn’t been opened in a long time from the closet. Inside were some male clothes I had purchased years ago. I took out black pants and paired it with a black tee. Because I have a curvy bust, I needed to wrap it with three to four layers over to make it appear flat.

"You're the one who told your bodyguards to chase her away! Get out of my sight right now! We're too poor to entertain someone like you! Get out! Get out now!" Tristan rushed to explain himself as he stumbled backward. "Calm down, Mr. Collins. I'm here to apologize." "Is that so?" a lazy voice drawled from a short distance away. "The high-and-mighty Mr. Graham is actually apologizing to someone? Looks like I came at the perfect time." All of us looked in the direction of the voice. A Porsche was parked nearby. Xavier languidly got out of the car and approached me. With everyone watching him, he pressed a tube of lipstick into my palm and said, "I didn't know you were such a klutz. You didn't

and he said as he chuckles Probably both. Val’s phone buzzes again, this time he glances at it, his expression hardening slightly before he silences it and looks back at her, We need to heal back soon. There’s someone I need you to meet. she looks up at him silently stands up and reaches over and kisses him gently in front of everyone making her claim on him clear to everyone in the room. She then walks towards the door and reaches out her hand and says then let’s do this and smirks at him with a knowing gaze. Every head in the coffee shop turns. The kiss-public, deliberate, unmistakable-sends a message through the room like electricity. Val’s hand comes up to cup her jaw, deepening it for j

Three impeccably dressed ladies walk in… and then a fourth person, a tall, dark skin, stunning cross-dresser with flawless makeup, glossy lips, and nails so long they could slice through fabric. Behind them, I glimpse three long luggages, pulling in through the door. They all move toward me in perfect, synchronized steps, almost like a runway walk. Then they bow. “Greetings, my lady,” they say in unison. The cross-dresser steps forward, hands clasped dramatically beneath his chin. “The Royal Household sent me to correct your wardrobe,” he announces proudly. Then his eyes widen as he takes me in. “Oh my God… you are so much more gorgeous in real life than in the pictures.”

At this moment, Alex walked out after dispelling the spell formation. After asking around, everyone did not have any men’s clothes. The corpses on the ground had them, but all of them were smeared with blood. Alex did not want to wear those clothes either. In the end, Juliette took out a long dress. “Do you want this? I only have this.” ‘Cross-dressing?’ Alex forced a smile and accepted it. ‘A cross-dress is more powerful than a king’s new outfit!’ After wearing the long dress, he really looked a little coy.

she gestured at me wildly “...this is illegal. How can one person be both hot and beautiful?!” “Well, as you can see,” Sebastian slung an arm over my shoulder, “with our Noah, anything’s possible.” “For once, I agree with you,” Penny said dramatically. She pulled out her phone and snapped a picture before I could react. “Hey! What are you...” I started. “This,” she said, shoving the phone in my face. My mouth dropped open. She had just posted the picture on our trip platform with the caption: Cross-dressing is the latest trend.

Worst of all, Elijah seemed unaffected by all this. “We’re heading to town tonight. How do we look?” Elijah asked, twirling to give Croix a 360. “He bought me the dress.” I added, slightly embarrassed that Croix didn’t like it. It was strapless and form fitting, showing off the curves I’d developed in the past few weeks of stuffing my face. “Fuck no, Elijah.” Croix stared at Elijah who smiled yet at him. “You’re going to get back into the fucking house before I put a fucking bullet through your skull. That’s what you’re going to fucking do.”

"Cassidy, I don't care for women who've been touched by others." Her pleas grew more frantic. "No! I haven't let Lance touch me! I only came here with him so I could see you again!" Trevor's indifference was unshaken, but Cassidy was nothing if not determined. She tugged down the straps of her dress, baring herself without a shred of shame. "If you don't believe me, look for yourself." Trevor's gaze flickered over her, cool and detached, though his Adam's apple bobbed slightly. The scent of her perfume wafted through the air, as cloying as her intentions.