Crossdresser Stories Novels & Stories

There were rails of clothes waiting to go on the shop floor and boxes of merchandise including handcuffs, ball gags and even a pair of vibrating knickers. She led me to a small room which was functioning as an office. There was a glass table desk which had a very old computer on the chairs and lots of files. “Take a seat, they will be with you when they are ready” she said and she left. I looked around the room. There was a pile of payslips labelled teacher, builder, head chef, doctor and dominatrix. There was a certificate on the wall proudly stating that Mr and Mrs Jones had come first in the sex games whatever that was. I checked my phone. No signal. Time went by and I grew bored. I spott

Barely twenty minutes later, a silver-colored Camry pulled up in front of us, and he watched two women and a crossdresser step out. “Where is our darling?” The crossdresser said, and he stared hard at him, wondering why people were enabling stuff like him. My phone rang before he could respond, and he picked up. “My friends will join you guys soon. My friends are my wife’s, so treat them like you treat me.” That was all his boss said before hanging up. Enzo let out a grunt. “She is in there.” He pointed and watched the crossdresser tilt his head while staring at him.

I’m sure. I strip off my clothing, dropping my wet underwear onto my tank top. I smirked at what I did yesterday. Two girls with black stockings fishnets came over to see them, not sure who but I slammed the door in their faces then poured trash over their heads. It was fun. I made them lose their late night pussy. Welcome to the world of having me as your roommate. I turned on the shower and stepped in letting the warm water release the tension in my shoulders. I sigh with pleasure before hearing the lock on the bathroom door click open. I grip the shower curtain, wrapping it around my naked body and peering around to see Croix walking in through the mist, wearing nothing but a black sweatp