Stories by Amara6969

“Next candidate please enter,” I entered a small cubicle with cushions everywhere, cameras with sound, and a teleprompter that spoke to me, “Your name?” “Maya.” "Ethnicity?" "I’m Indian by race." “Sex?” “I’m... uhh, I’m a sissy femboy." “I see, what kind of job are you applying for?” “I’m...

“Next candidate!! Please enter.” I entered a small cubicle room, with cushions all over with nothing but cameras with sound recording and a teleprompter which spoke directly to me, “Your name?” “Maya.” "Ethnicity?" "I’m Indian by race." “Sex?” “I’m... uhh, I’m a sissy femboy." “I see, what...

WARNING: This is Part 2 of the story, Life in the Hood. To understand the story better please read it first before moving on to part 2. My legs felt like jelly, I was in no hurry to reach home. I trembled nervously as I thought about the worst-case scenario of what Reggie would try with my...

My name is Allen, the first fact about me is that I was 22 and broke. I had moved to Los Angeles without anything to my name, my ****** consisted of my mother and younger sister. My mother was an ex-pornstar who had gotten pregnant twice working, She had a limited supply of money, and we lived...

My name is Grey, I was single for a long time, and I was raised by my protective single mother for most of my life until she died. My upbringing resulted in me being an introvert and having feminine attributes such as a submissive attitude. and I was a good listener always listening to women...

My name is Lisa, I’m married to my husband Max for 3 years. Here is a brief background of how I married the most wonderful man in my life. Max was hopelessly in love with me for as long as I can remember. We were neighbors and childhood best friends, I was an orphan and he was from a broken...

This is Chapter 3 of my story Our New Home. To enjoy this story fully, read: (*) Our New Home PART 1 and PART 2 (*) How my Stepdaddy became the man of the HOUSE To briefly recap my life, I'm Avi a feminine and biracial Sissy. Our ****** is of Indian and white origin. My wife, ********, and...

On the vastness of the ****** estate, Alex and Alissa entered the ****** crypt a couple of miles from their house, near the beautiful village of Angel Noir. “Come in Alex!” They had come here on horseback for some alone time, to go over their ****** history again. Sis, I'm Scared," After...

Tracy Anderson. That's the name of one of the girls who bullied me and made my life hell in high school. It wasn't always like this, we grew up in the same class, all the way from kindergarten. Once, in preschool, she was playing alone with her rare barbie dolls collection, Since I played with...

Please read part one Our New Home, Part one Almost nothing had changed between us, we were still the loving ****** we always were It felt like the years had passed as if it was yesterday. Even now our baby girl refused to get her own room and kept sleeping in our king-sized bed. After years...