I had planned to finish this series, but after all the comments and interest shown by you guys, I’ve decided to relaunch it instead. Buckle up - Antony's in for a challenging year ahead.
2025-01-30 02:11:00 +0000 UTC View Post
“What do you think of this skirt?” Maddison asked, holding it up for Tommy to inspect.
“Erm… not really your colour,” Tommy replied, smirking.
“Yeah, you’re right,” Maddison agreed, twirling the hanger slightly. “It would probably look better on you.”
“What do you mean by that?” Tommy replied playfully, pretending to be offended, but his tone revealed a hint of genuine hurt.
“Oh, don’t be so sensitive,...
2025-01-25 00:00:22 +0000 UTC View Post
Victor Crane’s head snapped up after stealing a moment's rest, his body lurching forward and almost sending him tumbling from his chair. His eyelids fluttered, heavy and red-rimmed, barely able to stay open as he blinked rapidly, trying to focus. The harsh glow of the monitor illuminated his face, accentuating the dark circles under his eyes and the faint sheen of sweat on his temple. He reached out blindly for his coffee cup, fingers fumbling as h...
2025-01-24 00:48:37 +0000 UTC View Post
Hey there you lovely lot,
Lately, I've been feeling overwhelmed by the amount of work that goes into creating each post. So this week, I focused on finding ways to boost my productivity. Along the way, I also discovered a few new techniques to enhance the quality of my images. I’ll let you be the judge, but I think Larry is looking better than ever!
Upon entering the luxurious hotel suite, Mia allowed herself a slow, satisfied smile. After all her careful planning and every subtle manipulation, her endgame was finally within reach. The presentation was mere hours away, and if everything went according to plan, she would finally be free of Morgan Wright forever - free to claim the life she had always dreamed of.
Pausing in the centre of the room, just out of sight, Mia let her eyes drift...
2025-01-17 22:35:10 +0000 UTC View Post
“You’re very quiet today,” Maddison said, dropping a carton of milk into her shopping cart. “Got something - or someone - on your mind?”
“No,” Tommy mumbled, glancing up at her through his thick eyelashes. “I mean… maybe. Ugh, it’s all so confusing.”
Maddison paused, turning to face him with a knowing smile. “What’s confusing?” she teased, noticing how Tommy had stopped a few steps behind her. “It was only a kis...
2025-01-11 20:41:15 +0000 UTC View Post
Michael Tanaka greeted his new surroundings with the same enthusiasm one might experience after a hard slap in the face. One day, he was in his element - brokering million-dollar deals, commanding boardrooms, and barking orders at subordinates who dared to challenge him. The next, he was unceremoniously deposited from an unmarked van at an unknown location and locked in a small, dingy cell that was more of a storage closet than a safe house.
From the moment th...
2025-01-08 17:03:00 +0000 UTC View Post
There will be no updates for my ongoing stories this week as I am deep in family drama disguised as festive cheer.
Merry Christmas, all. I hope you enjoy this little story in the meantime.
“Smile, girls!” Maddison’s mother called cheerfully from behind the camera. Both Tommy and Maddison held their posed positions, their expressions forced and weary. After ten attempts to capture the perfect shot, their patience was wearing thin.
Snap went the camera. “Perfect! You two look absolutely beautiful,” Maddison’s mother declared, inspecting the image on her screen. “This is definitely the one.”
Standing before the bathroom mirror, Mr Wright felt his plump bottom lip quiver. The reflection staring back at him was unmistakably that of a nude woman, save for the one remaining marker of his masculinity: a limp, shrivelled penis trapped within a chastity cage between his legs.
Reaching up, he hesitantly cupped one of his enormous breasts with a trembling hand. The woman in the mirror mimicked his movements, her long, manicured fingers looking...
2024-12-19 13:56:28 +0000 UTC View Post
Wednesday of the following week, after a hectic morning spent re-organising Mr Hopkins’s schedule to free up his afternoon for a round of golf, Tommy entered the office breakroom in desperate need of coffee and a well-earned breather. He had barely stepped inside when a familiar, shrill voice pierced the air.
“Tammy, babe! How are you? Feels like it’s been forever!” Jill’s voice rang out, her tone bright and loaded with energy.
Turnin...
2024-12-13 12:00:11 +0000 UTC View Post
Having been trained by the DEA to adapt to any situation, Javier Roca approached his confinement with calculated composure. When the door clicked shut behind him, he didn’t scream or demand answers. Instead, he stood still, scanning the room with sharp eyes, cataloguing every detail for future use. The sterile walls, the bolted-down furniture, the sealed hatch by the entrance - nothing escaped his scrutiny.
When NINA’s detached, robotic voice greeted him an...
2024-12-12 15:46:34 +0000 UTC View Post
“The Bahamas?” Mia exclaimed, her voice rising in disbelief. Her eyes narrowed into sharp slits, piercing through the air as she fixed an accusatory gaze on Mr Wright, who stood before her with an embarrassed expression, shifting uncomfortably on his high-heeled feet. “Why on earth would you agree to that?"
“I… I… He tricked me…” Mr Wright stammered, his face flushing red as he fidgeted with the hem of his short skirt.
“Tricked yo...
2024-12-05 15:27:37 +0000 UTC View Post
The ear-piercing shriek of the alarm shattered the stillness of Tommy’s bedroom, prompting a groggy hand to slam down in search of the snooze button. Instead, he knocked the clock clean off the bright pink bedside cabinet, sending it clattering to the floor.
He lay there for a moment, his long hair covering his face, as a familiar sense of dread crept over him. He brushed a strand of lilac hair tickling his nose out of the way and reluctantly swu...
2024-11-30 14:07:00 +0000 UTC View Post
In just a few weeks, Jamal Lewis’ world had flipped upside down. He’d gone from VIP access at nightclubs, chilling in designer tracksuits, and hearing crowds of adoring fans chant his name, to being alone in a concrete box. Witness protection wasn’t supposed to be like this. Sure, it beat being six feet under, but this? This was something else entirely.
He’d expected something different, something befitting of his status. Maybe a secure but high-end faci...
2024-11-28 19:01:05 +0000 UTC View Post
Friday evening, Tommy stood alone in his room, gazing into the full-length mirror on the wall. The girly figure reflecting back was a shadow of his former self, a stranger that bore no resemblance to the young man he remembered. As he slowly shook his head, sending smooth, sleek strands of lilac hair rippling across his shoulders, he struggled to comprehend his new reality. He was no longer Thomas Edward Jenkins. The piece of paper tu...
2024-11-22 23:20:47 +0000 UTC View Post
After the high of the presentation, the following days sank back into the dreary rhythm of his secretarial duties. Mr Wright begrudgingly returned to fetching coffee, making photocopies, and completing the endless stream of trivial tasks he despised. By now, navigating the office in short skirts and precariously tall heels had become almost second nature - an uncomfortable routine, but one he’d reluctantly adapted to. Most of his coworkers barely paid ...
2024-11-21 18:31:16 +0000 UTC View Post
Back home that evening, Tommy was slumped on the sofa watching television when Monica knocked softly on the door frame. “Hey, can I come in?” she asked with a gentle smile.
“Sure, take a seat,” Tommy replied in a tired-sounding voice, gesturing to the cushion next to him.
Monica crossed the room and sat down, her hands resting in her lap. “So, how was work today?” she asked lightly.
“Alright, I guess,” Tommy muttered, n...
2024-11-17 19:22:27 +0000 UTC View Post
Larry Stone was living a nightmare. In the span of a few weeks, his life had gone from drinking beers with his buddies at the bar, yelling at the Sunday football game in his underwear, and trading insults with his recently divorced second wife, to living in solitude in a concrete box, wondering if he was the punchline in some cosmic joke. He’d entered witness protection to avoid ending up at the bottom of the Hudson River in concrete boots - after a...
2024-11-14 17:33:42 +0000 UTC View Post
On his crowded bus ride to work that Monday morning, Tommy couldn’t decide which was worse: the lustful glances from the men or the hostile looks from the women. Among the drab commuters, he stood out in one of the outfits his sisters had bought during their relentless shopping spree the day before. He’d lost track of how many pink skirts and dresses he’d tried on, dragged from shop to shop as his feet throbbed mercilessly.
For the c...
2024-11-08 19:58:27 +0000 UTC View Post
Mr Wright stood on his tiptoes outside the conference room door, his stomach churning with anxiety. This was the day he’d dreaded ever since Grant had unveiled his plan. And now here he was, about to walk into a room full of fashion industry titans and give a presentation on the 'new direction' for Stitch & Sovereign. Normally, delivering a pitch like this would be daunting. But doing it as Mia Bishop, dressed in a garment meant to s...
2024-11-07 19:36:27 +0000 UTC View Post
The day had started off miserably, and not just because of the freezing January wind whipping through the city. After opting for Monica’s challenge over Sarah’s, not wanting to give Sarah the satisfaction of having him as her servant all week, Tommy woke to find an outfit waiting for him. A quick glance at the ensemble hanging from his wardrobe door filled him with regret.
Walking over to the eye-catching outfit, he inspected it with dread, knowing...
2024-11-01 20:05:48 +0000 UTC View Post
Agent Sarah Munroe entered the room in a crisp, no-nonsense grey pantsuit, her shoes - polished each evening before bed, a leftover habit from her days in the Marines - catching the light with each step. “Good afternoon, Director,” she greeted warmly, striding confidently across the room to take her seat.
Director Evelyn Wallace looked up from her notes, a warm but measured smile appearing. “Good afternoon, Sarah. How are things?”
“Oh,...
2024-10-31 19:07:25 +0000 UTC View Post
Happy Halloween. Anyone dressing up this year?
2024-10-30 18:21:49 +0000 UTC View Post
The next morning, a bleary-eyed Tommy descended Maddison's stairs and entered the living room, dressed in the short nighty he'd borrowed from her the night before.
Maddison, lounging on the sofa and watching TV, looked up with a smile. “Good morning, Tammy. How did you sleep?”
Tommy managed a small, embarrassed smile. “Okay, I guess,” he replied, glancing down. “Thanks for letting me stay over last night, and… I’m really sorry for...
2024-10-25 18:42:22 +0000 UTC View Post
For the past two weeks, Mr Wright had been navigating the labyrinth of his new life as Grant Horton's personal assistant. Seated at a meticulously organized desk just outside his superior's expansive office, he found himself immersed in a world that was both unfamiliar and unsettling. The once-powerful businessman was trapped in a role he despised, his days filled with tasks he had always deemed trivial.
Adjusting to the daily routine had been ...
2024-10-24 16:41:48 +0000 UTC View Post
Tommy arrived at work on Friday morning with absolutely no intention of going out with Jill and the girls later that evening. The very thought of strutting around the city centre, all dolled up with the other secretaries, was the last thing he wanted to do. Unfortunately for him, Jill had other plans. After shooting him a disapproving glance mid-morning - his modest pencil skirt and a long-sleeved blouse not to her liking - Tommy did his best to avoid her for ...
2024-10-18 20:05:18 +0000 UTC View Post
The room felt colder than it had a month ago - as if the anticipation of the prolonged wait had seeped into the walls, making them appear even bleaker. The same round table, the same dim lighting, and the same three agents sat down, each burdened by their expectations of Project Veil.
Director Wallace clasped her fingers and placed her hands neatly on the table, her expression as calm and unwavering as ever. “Alright, let’s begin,” ...
2024-10-17 17:43:38 +0000 UTC View PostHey everyone, I hope you're all well.
So, I've been working on Chapter 2, and progress is going well – I've almost finished it. However, while writing, I decided to go back and update Chapter 1 to make future parts more interesting. The characters now look a little different, and I've changed the initial period between meetings to one month. You can read the updated version now and prepare for the next chapter, which will likely be tomorrow. I do plan to keep working on it tonight, th...
2024-10-16 17:56:06 +0000 UTC View Post