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One of the stranger internet phenomena of recent years has been the way in which Mumsnet, a site originally set up to provide resources and discussion fora for mothers, has become TERF central with...
One of the stranger internet phenomena of recent years has been the way in which Mumsnet, a site originally set up to provide resources and discussion fora for mothers, has become TERF central with...
The current issue of the New Statesman has a feature by Gaby Hinsliff on Stonewall and the transgender culture wars. Inevitably, and not unreasonably in the context of the article, she spoke to founders...
Ahead of Smutathon 2021, we’re publishing a series of Trans Joy posts. We want to flip the script on trans people being asked to perform their pain over and over again to prove that...
Erotic fiction / Eve Ray / Smutathon 2020
by Eve Ray · Published September 26, 2020 · Last modified November 4, 2021
I had been living in West Berlin for over a year before I discovered how much I enjoyed anal. One evening after a busy night on the streets Danni took me back to her...
Erotic fiction / Eve Ray / Smutathon 2020
by Eve Ray · Published September 26, 2020 · Last modified November 4, 2021
“Take your clothes off” said Marion. I was so surprised to her this that I complied. Perhaps it was the obedience reflex I had learnt in prison. I put my clothes in a neat...
Erotic fiction / Eve Ray / Smutathon 2020
by Eve Ray · Published September 26, 2020 · Last modified November 4, 2021
It was a warm July evening, I had no tights on just a long flowing skirt and knickers. I was good to go. Andy opened the door of my Cortina and pushed me onto...
Or rather they don’t. They tell me things, they share, they help me to understand things I didn’t know, and need to know. And that is one reason why I am here today. For...
I hadn’t been in Montreal long before I met Lynda in a bar. She was, I guessed a bit older than me, a brunette with shoulder length hair, a Quebecoise born and bed with...
I live in a land of ghosts. I live in the nondescript town of D. in south western Poland that was once the German town of R. The area is actually scenic. Just twenty...
Twitter followers come and go, at least the vast majority that you either don’t know in real life or interact with to any great extent online. I long ago stopped keeping track of who...