CD's fiction stories

Top Link:  https://amzn.to/3665JQx I was a 15 year old guy and I lived with mum and my two sisters, ages  13 and 18. Dad had accident when I was 3 and he's dead in hospital. Mum worked  to support us, and we were ok, but we weren't exactly well off. Reena, the 18 year old, was quite good at sewing and would make or alter  her own clothes, as well as sometimes something for Priya or myself if  it needed repair or altering. This saved mum money so we appreciated  it. Occasionally when Reena was making or altering a dress or something she  would ask me to put it on so that she could pin it up. Reena and I were  the same height and about the same weight, while Priya was tiny. Priya  was a lot shorter than Reena and I and also skinnier, so her trying the  stuff on wasn't an option. Both Reena and Priya would tease me about it when I had something of Reena's  on, but it was all in fun. I would just slip the dress or skirt suit on over  my clothes and roll up my jeans, and I d

It was raining when Mohan got to school soaked to the bone. As he leaned against the brick wall, he slipped off his white sneakers, turned them upside down and dumped water into the nearby potted plant. His pop looked stringy like slack noodles. "What a day for picture day," he said as he saw his white dress shirt, pants and sleeveless sweeter reflected in the office window. "Come on," Neha called as she put her raincoat in her locker and fluffed her white dress with the puffy shoulders. She looked lovely with the ribbon in her hair, suntan pantyhose and black Mary Jane shoes. "Hi, want to be my partner at the dance?" " square Dance?" Mohan asked. "Did you hear?" Neha asked. "Because of the rain, we got square dancing in gym."  "Sure."  The guys and girls looked nice all dressed in the suits and dresses. In the gym they bowed to their partner and bowed to their mate. They began to dance off, with Ryan stepping all ov

Part-2 The awkwardness of the heels gave way to a pinching of my toes by the time we reached the lecture hall. "Good luck," Mansi kissed me lightly on the cheek. "We'll be here to pick you up in a couple of hours." I nodded and pulled open the door and stepped into the hall. A teaching assistant gave my I.D. a quick look and gave me a seat number and a blue book. Within minutes the exam was under way and I had a hard time focusing on the test as a range of feelings and emotions swirled within me. Taking a deep breath I applied myself to the material and then the test was over. The Teacher picked up the test and booklets and I shuffled out of the hall. My feet and ears hurt and the bra straps were staring to rub into my shoulders. Outside the hall I looked for Mansi and saw no one that I knew. Panic hit me and then I took a deep breath. My tiny cleavage heaved as I put my head down and decided to walk as fast as I could back to the dorm and safety. Heels clicked

Part-1 My life as boy began to undergo serious changes six months ago when my cousin Shreya and my older sister, Mansi , asked me for a small favor. Shreya was not doing well in calculus at the university the three of us were attending while I had already aced the course the prior semester. As a Fine Arts major Shreya was annoyed at even having to take a mathematics course and this may have accounted to her underachieving. When she found out that unless she passed the final, which was that afternoon, she would have to repeat the course Shreya became frantic. That was when she and Mansi brought me to their dorm room and begged me to take the final for Shreya. At first I laughed at them saying that if they could make me look like Shreya I would do it. They looked at one another and then at the skinny 5' 10', long legged figure in front of them. No problem was their reply. Mansi pushed me into the bathroom, told me to shower and to shave. When I had toweled off I found that they h

Party My mother had invited her friends around for a makeup party organised by a friend of the family. My bedroom was the room above and she had already shouted up for me to turn down the hi-fi. I decided I’d better go out to the pub sooner than I’d planned. As I went down to get my coat and go I met my mother in the hall, as she went to the bathroom. She normally didn’t wear much makeup so it was a bit of a shock to see her professionally made-up. I must admit it did look good. "What do you think?" "Very nice mum." From the back room where the party was going on they heard my voice, wine was flowing and good humour was evident. "Come in Niraj, it’s your turn now! You’ll look lovely with a bit of colour." What I did. Stuck my head around the door and said, "You must be kidding! I’m out of here." Then went to the pub. What I wish that I’d done. "You think so? What would people think of me!" "Oh go on, it’ll be a challenge for the ma

I was lying on my bed listening to music, my parents and sister were out all day and I could play it load and indulge my secret hobby. I was wearing my sisters school uniform of white blouse and school tie, pleated skirt and white knee socks. I had my hair in bunches with ribbons and just a little makeup. I felt so relaxed when dressed this way. I had no wish to go out, I just liked to feel the swish of the skirt, the confinement of the bra and the softness of the materials. I never heard the door open and the burglar enter the house. He was in my room before I had time to react, I really didn’t want to scream to attract attention. He was taken in by my appearance and grabbed me putting his hand over my mouth. "Any noise and there’ll be trouble little girl! Don’t look at me OK" he growled. I nodded with my eyes closed and he pushed my face into the bed. He pulled my hands behind my back and taking some packing tape tie them together, he then tied my ankles. More tape then wen

Dinner Party part-1 I was just sitting there in the cafe during school lunch break, Ajay had said he would meet me at about one o'clock, but there was still no sign of him. So I sat there through some work that I was meant to have done weeks ago for that afternoon's class, same as always there then! If Ajay didn't turn up in the next five minutes I would set off for school without him. Those five minutes came and went and still there was no sign and he didn't seem to have his mobile turned on, damn fool. After one last look around the small bar I grabbed my bag and headed towards the exit. It was on the way there that my path was blocked, a middle-aged man in a suit, probably aged around his late-30's stepped out in front of me. It was the same man that I was sure had been watching me whilst I eat my lunch, but I had put that down to simple paranoia. Though once the guy realised he had blocked my way he was all apologetic and held the door open for me. Giving him a