It starts with the birth of two paternal twins, Edith and Edward, in 1907, however she was Edward in those days. As they matured and began puberty, Edward started to change, but not in the usual way as he began to develop breasts like his sister. What follows is how he came to survive in the much less understanding world of the early 20th century.

She held up her hand."Please don't try to snow me. I have it on first hand authority that you and your twin sister have been dressing alike since you were babies and I mean alike. "Oh do tell me more!" Mr. Pristy chimed in. "That was a matter of convenience," I interjected, ignoring him. "We were just kids and we had to war the hand-me-downs we were given and we had mo choice in the matter." "Ah, but that was then. This is now. Tell me that those trousers with the side ip and no packets you...

I used Dorothy's can of hair depilatory on my thighs and legs. Didn't really think I needed it, but was surprised by the amount of hair at the bottom of the shower when I’d finished. Then I shaved under my arms. Again it wasn’t an awful lot and I didn’t really feel that much until I put on my panties – then the long slip. At that point I could hardly believe the sensory overload. Hurried into my kilt and heavy shirt and paraded around in front of a full mirror, sweating in fear that my...

Before he knows what's hit him, Ronald is being transformed by Angela and her girlfriends into the kind of beautiful simpering sissy they think all men should be. Soon, the new christened Roni's life is a whirlwind of makeup, hairdos and petticoats as the women transform him from head to toe into a maid trained to carry out their every command, in and out of bed.

"Maude paused, turned her face to the side looking down as she did so. I waited for her to speak or to at least turn back to me. She leaned her face against my chest as my finger tops rested on her chin. I gently turned her face toward me. Her eyes closed as she stood on tip toe and her lips parted. The moisture of her mouth against mine as turning me on as the pressure of her tummy made me lomg for the missed opportunities lost for so log. Then she shook herself loose and stepped back in...

"Now Millie, are you sure you understood everything I said?" Miss Jennifer was addressing me in a rather condescending manner. "Yes Miss, I think I did" I answered back smiling with a slight impertinence.Her expression stiffened and her tone of voice hardened as she said, "Now listen to me Millie and listen carefully. I demand a more respectful tone of voice from a maid when she answers back, always followed by a slight curtsy. This has to become a second nature to you. Do you understand?" I...

From Henrietta & Harriet: "You’ll be perfect as her boy-friend! She’s very shy, you know. No one but me has ever seen her in skirts, even though she has worn girls’ clothing since infancy, you are the first outsider to see Henry as Henrietta!" From The Ad: Yes, I look exactly like a runway model... But I'm not! Oh, I am a runway model! What I mean is that I wasn't born this way! It all started with an ad. ...

“Oh my, aren’t you just the cutest thing! Go ahead, put some on I can’t wait to see how you will look.” I froze. Standing in the doorway was Marcie with a big grin on her face. “I thought you would be at the mall,” I squeaked in a terrified voice as I put the lipstick back. “I’m sure you did,” she laughed again. “…Not as easy as it looks is it?” I took off the half slip and put it back in mom’s dresser. As I turned to face her she was standing in the doorway with a mischievous grin on her...

“Do you think he had a plan for you?” asked Katie. “Looking back, I think he did,” Bobbi Jo said. “I’d told him my inner thoughts and feelings and he took advantage of that knowledge. As Bobbi Jo, I had gone to live with Richie in his newly-built estate. He had become the CEO for the family corporation. The money flowed like oil. “My transition really went fast,” Bobbi Jo continued. “When we were in Boston, Richie bought me thousands of dollars of clothes and had them shipped home. With his...

“This might be hard for you to comprehend, but Javier and Cristy is the same person,” confirmed Susan. “How can that be?” questioned Dania. “I’m leaving. I don’t think you are telling me the truth.” Susan grabbed Dania’s arm and look her right in the eyes. “Cristy’s really a man,” Susan stated. “Do you know what a cross dresser is? That’s what she is – a man who often dresses as a woman. She’s here on a special mission.”

What could I say? Slowly I nodded agreement. After all, I knew perfectly well that my own intransigence had got me to a point where I couldn’t seem to DO anything! At this point, I just did not feel that I could back down. Yes, the idea of putting a dress on secretly excited me sexually – but I still certainly didn’t think that Baxter could beat me. What possible difference could a dress possibly make? I found out the following morning.

When I went back into the dining room I knew immediately from the look that Doris flashed Doreen that she had been nowhere near as confident as she’d appeared. I cursed myself for buying the feminine apron to humiliate Doris that I now wore. The frilled, gauzy, full apron with the butterflies and orchids embossed. “I thought it over and felt that it was practical after all,” I mumbled. “Didn’t want to dirty my pants.” “And it looks very nice too dear!” Doreen said, straight faced. “Sure does...

I opened the top drawer of my mother’s dresser. I picked up the bar of perfumed soap and held it too my nostrils. It smelled so sweet and so good. I set it aside and picked up her slip. I held the soft fabric to my face. I loved the feel of the soft nylon tricot against my skin. I put the slip on the bed and went back to my room and undressed. When I came back I put the slip on. I felt a shiver of excitement as I walked to the closet and stood in front of the full-length mirror on the closet...

Includes Best of Two Worlds and Like Father… Big women actually terrify me for some reason. Why, I don’t truly know – but think it’s because I tend to despise the smaller editions of the female sex – their stupid bitching about equality with males, when all they can think about is their goddam hair – or makeup – or clothes. I mean, they’re practically begging to be bossed about. They just won’t admit it. But I look at big women. See their confidence – and their muscles, and they’re not the...

John, meanwhile, was learning to be more of a help for his mother. Andrea approached her son one day and asked whether he could help with the laundry. John replied that he probably wouldn'’t mind, but that he had no idea how it had to be done. Andrea said that she would show him how to do the laundry. John paid close attention to the instructions his mother gave him, such as washing whites and colors separately. She also explained that all of the lingerie should...

To explain, when we graduated high school and went away to college, there was no question about our living arrangements. We would live together. Period. Our parents weren’'t too thrilled about that arrangement, so to pacify them, we agreed to get married. Two weeks before the end of high school, Carolyn knelt before me one night at her parents’ home and formally asked me to marry her. “"Do the honor of becoming my wife,"” as she put it, then slipped a huge diamond onto my third...