While you come from Earth it could be a fantasy Earth, a sci-fi Earth, a normal Earth, whatever. Feel free to make up place names and over the top hon...orifics.The stories could be fairly mundane or utterly fantastical, though all should be smutty (given the nature of this site).The RulesFirst and foremost, follow the site rules. No bestiality, underage sex, or graphic violence.You should start by introducing your character. In the spirit of this being an exclusive and private club your character. Do you remember that?” Sparky nodded. “When I do, not now but when I do, will you call me what I want to be called?”“You don’t want to be called ‘Doctor’?”“I want you to call me ‘Doctor’ now,” Diane told her. “When I marry your daddy, I want you to call me ‘Mommy.’ Do you think you can?”“Will you be a real mommy to me?” That was a great question. What was a real mommy from Sparky’s perspective? She sure wasn’t going to carry her in her uterus the way real mommies do.“Well, dear, I’ll do what I. It was a replacement for the one the state police had. Not a single round had been fired from the shotgun, but it was a weapon at a crime scene, so the rules said take it. They took it.While I was there, I picked up a set of thermal knit underwear tops and bottoms. I had to buy boys sizes but that was okay. Gwen finally had something she could ask me about. She seemed almost orgasmic at the prospect."Do you often buy men's clothes?" Gwen asked to try to get me into the whole 'Gender bending'. ” I said to her. “Awww, I’m sorry. I know it was stupid. I couldn’t stand being single so I always had to have a boyfriend. I grew out of that. Especially since I got tied down with this ass I’m with.” “Its cool though. I got you here now. The gods were saving this moment for now.” I laughed. She giggled at my lame joke as well. We stared at each other some more, then I went for it. I moved in and we started kissing. I sucked on her bottom lip, which lead to deep French kissing. She kissed.