By Tarasov. My name is Taras, and at the time of these events, I was 18 years old. I am a shy, short boy who is very worried about my appearance. In particular, I was embarrassed by the size of my penis size — about ten cm (4 inches) when erect, and in cold weather it could shrink to a tiny size. I live in Eastern Europe, in a country where all young men at the age of
Read moreBy Independent-Sense130. This story happened a long time ago, I was 18 at the time, so some of the details may be a little fuzzy. Additionally, I apologise if this becomes too lengthy. I tend to ramble. To start, I have always had a small penis. It was something that made me feel a lot of shame when I was younger, and I think a lot of that shame stems from this experience. My last post here was
Read moreBy TEEBENZAR. About 15 years ago, I experienced a quite unexpected CFNM situation that I will never forget. I was away at work in Spain for a week, which had me up early and finished by 1 pm, leaving the rest of the day to do as I pleased. It was near the coast and, as a keen nude beach user, I was able to find one about a 25-minute drive from my hotel. For the first three
Read moreBy LilDean. Read Part 1 Here Read Part 2 Here Read Part 3 Here Read Part 4 Here ***** Part 5… After the humiliating experience with Christy, I spent a lot of time jerking off, reading the group chat, with the girls never running out of jokes about my little exploits and pushing me to admit I actually enjoyed it. Chloe and Sandra loved teasing me by pretending they were about to tell Jodie—my little sister and their
Read moreBy fearlessemu98. So I’m writing a story to try and heal from my humiliation. This happened during my freshman year of university, when I was still very much in the closet, or so I thought. I’ll confess, for reasons that are best left to a psychiatrist, I still wore tighty whities in gym. I’d be lying if I didn’t say I enjoyed the attention. And when push came to shove, the humiliation of it. For some reason, it
Read moreBy Frequent-Air-520. My name is Lisa (changed for privacy), and I am a 36-year-old Nurse Practitioner. The following is a confession about how I, in a grotesquely unprofessional and wholly unethical fashion, implemented a generationally mortifying SPH experience for a budding young man who was a patient of mine when I was a young woman. When I was 23 and still in my DNP program, I got licensed as an RN and began to split my time between classes and
Read moreBy DudesNude. In college, I had a group of friends in my major with whom I studied before tests. Five people, three guys, two girls. We were good friends, but I usually ended up scoring the highest on the tests the next day. In one test, there was a girl named Sarah, who decided she had a chance to beat me. In front of the group, she made a bet. The loser had to streak through the library
Read moreBy Max Swan. Helen awoke to the sound of her alarm blaring, the harsh buzzing penetrating through the fog of sleep that clouded her mind. She reached out and slapped the snooze button, nestling back into the warm embrace of her pillow. Beside her, Sam stirred, his arm flopping onto her stomach in a half-asleep gesture of affection. Helen sighed, carefully extracting herself from his grasp and swinging her legs over the side of the bed. Another day,
Read moreBy LilDean. Read Part 1 Here Read Part 2 Here Read Part 3 Here ***** Part 4… After Page’s yoga class, my little secret was now known by eight different people: Betty, my best friend, who had started all this and orchestrated every step of my exposure. First came the video call with our friends Kyoko, Page, and Christy, where she made it clear they already knew. Then came the tattoo—“Tiny” above my babydick—done by Kyoko and Chloe,
Read moreBy Full_Description_441. I have developed a kink in being humiliated for my size. I’m now twenty-two years old. For context, I’m 6’1″ (188 cm) and have a 3-inch hard dick (Gold Member) and 1-inch soft. After being humiliated in the past, I decided to get into some SPH. I searched a couple of local sites and found nothing good. I then came across this great site. It had ones with video chats. I scheduled an appointment and asked
Read moreBy LilDean. Read Part 1 Here Read Part 2 Here ***** Part 3… After Kyoko tattooed the word “Tiny” just above my babydick, Betty, my best friend, added Chloe to the group chat, along with Kyoko, Page, Christy, and herself. Chloe, my little sister Jodie’s best friend, was now in on the secret. She had managed to make me cum simply by holding my cock between two of her fingers, and I couldn’t help but wonder what the
Read moreBy Max Swan. The cool morning breeze hit my cheeks as I sprinted through the desolate streets of my town, which would’ve been packed with people and vehicles if I’d been there at noon instead of dawn. My heart was racing with the effort, and sweat was glistening on my face like jewels. My muscles were straining, but I kept pushing on. That was when I rounded a curb and ran straight into someone racing toward me from
Read moreBy Redolph. My girlfriend, Harley, just broke up with me. An ex-boyfriend reconnected with her. He is a strong, dominant individual who loves to see what he can get her to do. He is out of town a lot, so he loves getting her to do sexual things on her phone and electronically. One of his fantasies is to have her live broadcast her having sex with another guy. She was worried about her safety and whether she
Read moreBy LilDean. Read Part 1 Here ***** Part 2… After sharing the truth with our friends (Christy, Page, and Kyoko), Betty told me they would help me find my place in this world, ensuring I could fully connect with reality regarding my sissy antics. She held my babydick between her toes as she explained it, knowing perfectly well I wouldn’t say no. I remembered Kyoko’s grin, Page’s giggle, and Christy’s soft sigh as I rubbed my dicklette in
Read moreBy newchapter2789. Read Part 1 Here ***** Chapter 3 Many days had passed in the rural Vorbild Refuge before Prince Weber was truly healed of his poisoning. He was now back at the peak of his strength, although that was almost as unimpressive as his physique. The little royal had lost any insolence of the day he came to be in Cari’s care. Still, his new temperament proved to be a completely different sort of task. Where once
Read moreBy Max Swan. Richard Rogers sat fuming in the lobby of Solinax Corporation’s beautiful sales and technical center. He owned a large machining company that had recently purchased three heavy-duty lathes from Solinax. The damn salesman who had visited him last month had been convincing, and Richard had thought that he was getting a deal of a lifetime. However, the machines were not worth the paper on which the Solinax contract was printed. In fact, the machines were
Read moreBy Anon. Here’s another instance of my experience with SPH from a message parlor/brothel. This is when I started visiting these places. There was this particular instance where it was hitting me that I do have a fetish. I had some drinks in me, and I was going to a shop, when it was quite literally the first couple of times I had been there. I got this lady approximately 28-29ish. Well, we got into the room, I
Read moreBy bradsandhu. Last year, I visited a water slide park with my extended family. There were four uncles, and we adults were supervising the younger cousins. We went together in a convoy of Toyota vans. I took my brother and sisters, and my uncles brought their kids. My dad works in America, so I have to take my younger siblings to activities. When we arrived at the park, the girls went to their bathroom/changing room to change into
Read moreBy Max Swan. Jack Jones had been down on his luck. Recently made redundant in his factory job, he had been struggling mightily to make ends meet, living off welfare, especially since he had a bad habit of spending money on prostitutes and porn. He had lost a job twice in the past three years, and now had just lost another. With the job market as it was, his prospects were grim. And he had to pay alimony to his
Read moreBy LilDean. Betty tossed another pillow at my head. Missed by a mile. “He kept calling me princess,” she groaned, flopping onto my bed. “Like some medieval romance reject.” I watched dust dance in the afternoon light, slicing through my blinds. Her voice always filled the room differently than anyone else’s—like a radio tuned perfectly to a station playing songs only we knew. “He actually wore chainmail?” I asked, tossing the pillow back. It landed softly near her
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