seeking writer for forced CD/in the closet CD

[leggiesoxx]

i have hot story ideas based on my own fantasies of someone who is forced into CD or closet CD who is found out and then humiliated, emasculated, exploited and converted willingly into a hot slut. any takers?

 

[snoopercharmbrights]

i have hot story ideas based on my own fantasies of someone who is forced into CD or closet CD who is found out and then humiliated, emasculated, exploited and converted willingly into a hot slut. any takers?

Depends what CD means?

To me it is a shiny disc 12cm across used for storing data or music.

 

[RodSamson42]

I think CD stands for Cross-Dresser.

 

[LindsayRae]

Yes, this is a crossdressing fantasy.

 

[amylin456]

If you are still looking- p.m. me -need some more of your ideas and can see if I could run a story.

 

[amylin456]

so what happened ?? where are the story ideas- or did this just die ??

 

[amylin456]

i have hot story ideas based on my own fantasies of someone who is forced into CD or closet CD who is found out and then humiliated, emasculated, exploited and converted willingly into a hot slut. any takers?

I responded to your PM

 

[t_platz4]

i would like to play along too.

I have similar fantasies.

PM me if you wish.

 

[leggiesoxx]

hi all,

anyone else interested in writing stories of this nature? amylin has written some hot stories. any other hot writers out there that can help me with my fantasy ideas?

xo,
ls

 

[amylin456]

hi all,

anyone else interested in writing stories of this nature? amylin has written some hot stories. any other hot writers out there that can help me with my fantasy ideas?

xo,
ls

perhaps you could start it out here with a para or two and then a few of us could pick up and add to it.....

 

[NASCARaddicted]

not exactly the same, but what about this story idea.

There is this girl, Lisa, who is interested in this guy, Karl. Maybe she fell in love, or she is just horny and wants to get laid by him. However, a good friend of her, Susan, tells her "He is gay. He will never fuck you - unless maybe you put on a fake mustache"

Lisa is really horny for the guy, so Susan tells her: "I have been joking about the fake mustache - but maybe you really should give it a try. Put on a fake mustache, try to talk as deep as possible and dress up as a guy. And make sure that he never sees you full frontal nude. Unless he ain't blind, he will notice your boobs."

The girl gives it a try. She dresses up like a man and visits the pub, where the guy is hanging around in the evening. She starts to flirt with this guy. At first, she gives him a blowjob in the restroom, then, they have hot anal sex in a dark, secluded park.

In the end, Lisa can't hold it any longer, she has to confess: "I am not a guy, I am a woman. I just wanted to get laid by you. "
"Well, I also have to make a confession. I am not gay. Susan told me about you. And she thought it would be funny to trick you into crossdressing. I hope on our next date, you will wear something more feminine, like a garter belt, stockings and overknee boots ...

 

[leggiesoxx]

fair enough. let me get started with one idea and post it up here soon for someone to take over.

perhaps you could start it out here with a para or two and then a few of us could pick up and add to it.....

 

[amylin456]

fair enough. let me get started with one idea and post it up here soon for someone to take over.

sounds good.

 

[DarkPleasures]

Sorry for bumping an old thread. Not sorry. lol I came across this story idea and I think it sounds hot. Especially the angle of a closeted cross dresser who is found out and exploited. I am not sure how many of the old posters are still active, so I am interested in discussing this with anyone else who is interested! I know many people have done "blackmail" angles (it has been a popular sub-topic in the past, at least), but I've envisioned something a bit simpler. I see a wife discovering her husband's fetish/fantasy, and whether or not she's shocked at first does not matter, but ultimately she supports him. The humiliation and emasculation can be part of the play between the two of them.

Others' thoughts?

 

[Jay142]

story

I did a similar two part story a while ago. It can be found here if you are interested: https://www.literotica.com/s/chat-room-hookup

 

[DarkPleasures]

I see it is in Gay Male. Is it about a cross dressing man and is it only about gay sex?


Does anyone else have ideas to share about this thread?

 

[LupusDei]

I don't know about the whole exploitation angle (being a person almost clinically unable to be embarrassed I don't understand humiliation, and I totally hate sissies), but I think a situational casual crossdressing could be fun at times. Perhaps, more in vein of classic comedy of errors.

~~~

We have this slowly dying and now almost extinct "pagan" tradition of Winterfest masquerades. Anytime from before the Christmas to little after New Year's Eve an (extended) family or other assembled band of partygoers make up in masks changing their appearance as much as possible and then go banging on doors of some relative's or friend's house, expecting a party to start or at least a dinner. They normally arrive with presents and/or snacks (or even the whole dinner with them), but are not necessarily expected to.

Turning them away is an option, but is considered rude and may attract bad luck. Even turning up unexpected, they're NOT expected to be just random strangers. In modern world it of course involve some prior recon work so it's more party crashing than taking someone out of bed on their only day off between hospital shifts or something. It's enough fun to show up in disguise even if you are explicitly invited.

The masks may or may not include mythology characters with limited ceremonial duties, arrangement of "traditional" masks, fairytale characters, pretty much any cosplay, ranging from formal to bizarre to ridiculous, from just little unusual clothes to elaborate roleplay. But you don't want to be too scary: after all you are expected to be accepted as guests BEFORE recognition. Figuring out who the hell the guests are is part of the fun.

It is quite of a staple of those masquerades to flip the apparent gender, especially for children and younger cohorts, but pretty much anyone may, from simple and super obvious fake markers to careful and complete conversion.

~

We were invited to a grand New Year's Eve party at my godfather uncle's (mom's brother's) house. It was not to start before nine, and, deciding to go there in costumes, we wanted to show up a bit late, so planned to arrive around ten. Then my grandfather (dad's dad) caught a news that the long time not seen grandmother's cousin is expecting guests that day too, and so we baked two huge cakes.

It wasn't first time I was wearing women clothes, but it was by far the most elaborate setup. I was now wearing my hair in fashionable little hipster ponytail for some time, and my first cousin Inez (mom's sister's daughter, she was staying with us for the holidays) had brought with her an arse long thick real hair blonde braid she had been wearing for ethnographic dances and they with my sister fused it on my head seamlessly, despite my natural hair hadn't been that blond for years -- rather bronze patina black, but still with sun bleached gold highlights, so it blended well. They decided on my mom's bra to balance out my wide shoulders, a lace bustier visible through the sheer white blouse with top buttons undone and frilly sleeves masking my muscles. I had white pantyhose under a long flowery and a bit translucent high waist skirt, hip-hugging on top, but wide flowing down to the ankles, high heels of course, adding something like two inches to my own 6'1" for a true model posture not at all unusual in the local context, and full makeup of course, gel nails including. A belly dancers hercherf around one hip and a tambourine consisted a lame and lazy outer mask of traditional "gypsy girl" my girl character was wearing, making it even more believable. I laughed that I totally would hit on the girl I saw in the mirror, she -- I -- was gorgeous and definitely hot.

My sister became middle aged fat man with a pillow over her belly masking her breasts. Cousin had an elaborate hay ensemble and fake head on a stick strapped to her spine for a traditional "tall wife" associated with crop fertility, our group's only ethnographic character. Grandpa was a woman too, wearing a lose fitting flannel house dress over banana pants and a sock with eye and mouth holes and grotesque makeup on top of that, making it a cross of a ridiculous bank robber outfit and god knows what, and he was talking in constant screeching falsetto. Did I mention he was in his nineties? Hysterical. Mom and dad had identical, obviously fake mustaches. Rest of mom's outfit was still very feminine, kind of dominatrix complete with bull-whip on the waist. She insisted she is a horse thief... oh well whatever, it was leaving impression of a double disguise in the result. Dad had heavy wide framed flat glass glasses and sort of worn out chauffeur livery or something, he said he's a bankrupt private detective, from a book I haven't read. But who cares, he was totally unlike his usual executive business casual image in any case.

~

Quarter past two sun was peaking under the heavy clouds already almost on the horizon although wasn't scheduled to fall over for well over an hour still, and said grandmother's cousin's son was definitely refusing to let us in through the gates. No, he didn't wave a shotgun, yet, but it was heading that way. The poor old woman was called out and my grandfather took off his face cover and in his normal voice tried to explain who we are. I doubt she understood or believed him at first, but she did honor the tradition. There was over a dozen people in attendance already and they welcomed us in stride, announced by the matriarch as her dead cousin's widower and his brood.

Really, the only thing anyone was left confused about was with is with between me and my sister. Nothing new in a way, her being a tomboy and me younger, golden blond and long haired, in preschool age it was routine for some ignorant folks to call us in each other's names and me a little sister. There easily were people who hasn't seen us since if at all, so short of undressing I wasn't to convince anyone I'm the guy, and I didn't try.

Then another car arrived, and with them the first person in the entire crowd I did indeed knew, Nellie, my second cousin twice removed with whom we rided bicycles together for several summers when she still lived with her grandgrandparents half dozen miles north of my grandfather's farm. I succeeded in separating her and telling who I am and she found it mighty hilarious, but right then couple little girls assaulted me with their new dolls they had to show off, and that's how I ended up upstairs in the bedrooms discussing fashion and boys with three girls my age, one of them barely holding unexplainable fits of giggles.

Brigitte was living there, it was her bedroom, and Gina was staying over being her... best friend, for short, and yes, a relative too, but not mine at any rate -- Brigitte herself wasn't my blood relative clearly, she was my grandmother's cousin's son's stepchild, and Gina was somewhere far over there. Oh boy, was Gina's parents repressive, apparently. I didn't knew such evangelists still existed.

It was Nellie's idea that we should all, Gina including, go to my godfather's party, as it sounded potentially lot more fun than what was expected where we were. That her parents agreed to let her was a bit of a surprise, even if she was eighteen and it was framed as a party at a relative's house, yes, not really explaining how immaterially distant. Then it was a dress up time for Brigitte and Gina, as what was good for house party apparently wasn't appropriate to go out, and I, as the new best female friend had to be involved. And Nellie, she seemed hell bent to make those two to strip for me repeatedly, obviously having fun on my expense. I wondered when it would blow in my face, but played along.

~

At my godfather's, we girls teased my male cousins and few other guys something fierce. After the initial furor and fun, my sister soon took out her belly pillow telling she got tired of it and a man's face, having to endure less than enjoyable company at the first party, and my cousin Inez dismantled top part of her mask remaining in a tshirt and slowly disintegrating hay skirt. Me, I knew almost everyone there and next to everyone knew who I was from the start, but it didn't matter and I very much enjoyed the flirt. When I bumped into one of the guys in the city a week later, he still couldn't contain his excitement and claimed that only knowing well who was under the dress let him control himself or else "bad" things could have happened -- if a strange girl had behaved the same way, or even if I was indeed a female cousin, perhaps. I had been the hottest girl of the party, he claimed.

Gina, she was confused. First, why I occasionally was called John, on and of, and tolerated it, and then she saw my supposed brother to effectively transform back to Evelyn everyone present apparently knew, and how my name was now suddenly Joyce? Letting my voice drop by two registers I confessed of being a guy, then looked around, took her hand and pressed against my ragging hard on to prove it in no uncertain way. She blushed all the way down. Then...

~~~

I guess I have already far exceeded limits of a fragment allowed here, and coincidentally this is about where any resemblance of reality have to be abandoned (Gina is an invention, the rest is pretty much just little inaccurate historical reporting this far).

The main idea could be, since Gina has difficulties dating and meeting guys, I keep seeing her as a girl. It may lead to lot of stress and some obvious difficulties.

Maybe even a harem of sorts, involving all those three, Gina, Nellie and Brigitte? In Brigitte's house I'm currently known only as a girl too, confused with my sister Evelyn.

One of the cousins or their friend might ask around to date Joyce, jokingly or not.

What else?

~~~

And yes, if anyone wants, feel free to borrow the setup or elements of it.

 

[Carnevil9]

leggiesoxx last posted in 2011, so I have my doubts he's still around. Still, he did come up with some good ideas. I wrote a story based on one of his requests and it turned out pretty well. It is about cross-dressing, of course. It is called "His Better Half."

 

[LupusDei]

Oh well, forced crossdressing...

I have one kind of work in progress under a working name "Harem High" with have a bit of rules adaptation problem on top of severe insufficient research problems...

So a guy is coming to another country following his mother's new job or something, and decide to attend, I guess for rules sake some kind of college prep school? May make sense given how he's a foreigner. Anyway, it's a boarding school, and he somehow missed it's a girls only school. His mother may or may not knew that beforehand, but upon arrival she talks with the principal one-on-one and forces the guy in somehow. Our guy has no idea how, but is not surprised, his mother is definitely capable of just that, apparently.

Well, for what I have, he gets a four bed room (it's the only free spot) and things go kind of crazy right away, his roommates are seemingly long time friends and at least one of them, Cindy, apparently doesn't think any kind of rules apply to her. But that's besides the point here.

So, this school has strict uniform rules. And, there's no provision for a male uniform, until now. At least one of the teachers, self appointed uniform police give him shit repeatedly, obviously hating the very fact of his presence. By Monday second week it is his roommates who gathered him a female uniform and talk him into wearing it as a prank, practical joke to see what the old witch will say now.

He is sent to the principal, who declare him a girl from now on -- it's a lot easier for her, no paper work to introduce boys to her school (what she says she had planned to do) if he is now a girl. Any existing or planned restrictions or segregation regarding him is with that lifted too, he has to be regarded as a girl by anyone in the school. It annoys some and delights some...

And it goes weirder from there, but I don't have much of it, a couple disjointed scenes, few of them never typed out of my head yet. Overall, it's more of a romance with the only girl he can't get because of a... little forceful situation early on, besides other things. As it is, the whole crossdressing angle is a little under-explored and underused, but it is there.

 

[Carnevil9]

Sounds interesting, LD. Shades of both Bosom Buddies and Some Like It Hot.