Here in her own neighborhood she felt more secure about showing off a few overtly feminine accessories. The local guys were accepting not only that Addie was different but that she presented no threat to them. A few of them were already thinking of Addie as a she or a her, and had begun to see her as cute. Addie was certain of that by the way they looked her up and down as she strolled by the where they hung out on the corner. They had even begun smiling and nodding greetings and when she...

My wife of almost two years seemed to have undergone a massive change since I had left her that morning. She had always been sweet and coy. Reasonable and non-demanding in everything she did or said. But now there was an element that I had never seen before, a sense of confidence, almost as if she was looking down on me. Naturally, considering our actual positions, this was absolutely true, but it wasn't in this way that I meant it, it was as if she was starting to consider me as being...

Allison was in fact one of the guys that had attacked Sandra. But he was the passive one and he had turned them all in, even that menace Justin. Ross didn't know what to say to his friends. Could he really date a girl that once was a boy and once an enemy? Yes he could! Alison was all girl and hot, and he was in love.  "Yes she was hot," Ross said, "and despite all you told me, I'm still in love with her. I even think I will marry her." Ross went onto give Joyce a description of what...

"Um," Casey then looked up at her, "you're not gonna go fem-dom on me are you?" Roni looked quizzical for a second. Then she smiled. "Depends." Casey then sat up. "On what?" Roni then grinned. I know what you mean when you said 'fem-dom'. You know I'm not a control freak. I know how hard it will be to find a new job, even with a degree. Unless the market gets better overnight, it's not like you'll find a job tomorrow. But since you'll be home all day for a while... "You know I'll be our more...

"There's bright side to being known as a slut by everyone?" I asked her weepily. "Sure," said Penny with a grin. "They all know you now, Marcie, and they know that you are a female slut. A female! Lyle will vouch for you. Sean is crazy about you and Bradley has had you twice and knows that you are a girl. See, if we set it up carefully, you can go out with men and have a really good time. You are going to be dating Brad next weekend, aren't you?" ...

The Cast of Characters: Jody Combs: Gigolo and beach bum who lives in the Florida Keys. Women are drawn to his tan slim body and good looks. He likes the kicked-back lifestyle, preys on wealthy older women. Adrena Forchia: Tall slim woman who migrates south from Cyrenaica to Macumba Beach, buys the old Pink Chameleon. Ricky Rysler: Effeminate companion of Adrena Forchia, houseboy and lover. Rene Dehaven: Headliner at Pink Chameleon. Her new boss wants to promote this tall vivacious transsexual...

This is surreal. It's Saturday night, the final show. The showroom is packed, the beer and booze is flowing and it's so damn quiet it's unreal. My legs are not so shaky now. This is my fourth set. I did the closing show Friday night. Adrena said it would be like a practice. When I got up there late Friday night, I'd thought I'd pee in my panties. I was that scared. I don't know how I got through the number, a slow Stevie Nicks ballad. I wore a long form-fitting ankle length gown that was split...

"Arnold just do as I say or this will be our only date. I hope I am making myself clear." "Yes, Addie, of course." Rather than being offended or reacting like a macho jerk, he brightened up at being ordered about by his transgirl date. "Now that's a good boy." I ran my hand along the inside of his thigh and rested it for a minute on his fly. Trying the role of what used to be called a cock-tease, I slid my hand away and leaned back against the seat until I was sure he was looking at me. Then I...

"I... I really don't think th... that I can g... go through w... with this!" the stammer in Nancy's voice was worse than ever. Jill frowned crossly, thinking of the hours that she'd invested in that voice, not only in getting rid of the stammer but in the tedious repetitions and exercises that she had given Nancy a well modulated, high pitched feminine voice. But at least the voice was right and the stammer was no giveaway to her true sex.

Stephanie was shivering with fear as she entered the ballroom. She was sure that everybody would notice that she was a boy and not a girl. But nothing happened. She was accepted as one of the girls. She had been to the ball once before as a boy and he had learned to dance as a boy, but this time someone would come up and ask her to dance, and she had to dance like a girl. She didn't know how to do that was sure she would fall dead on the floor if that happened. It took a while before a boy...

Like most transvestites and transsexuals, I should have been prepared for being outed. I had spent my whole life on the edge of being discovered and that is exactly what happened to me. The consequences weren't as dire as what was going to happen to me in court, however, where I would appear as Nicole and yet I would be charged as Philip Moore. "So how did you get into this line of work?" the men who danced with me would ask. Many of them, I was certain, were closet transvestites as I once had...

Becky slipped off her dress, letting it fall to the floor and stepped out of it. Her underthings were all black except for her white petti which she removed as smoothly as she had her dress. The black long line bra was padded enough to push her tiny breasts up creating an effect that required no falsies. Black silky full coverage panties were unadorned but for the tiny picot loops at the leg bands. The outline of her garter belt showed through the not quite opaque fabric. The black, elastic...

She swiveled around on her stool so that she was now facing me. Arranged her lingerie around her very meticulously while staring me in the eye, just a hint of condescension on her face now. "Seems to me that this is the critical point now John. You can leave if you want. As your male clothes have been taken away, I'd strongly suggest that you take what they leave you - it may take some time and I'ds imagine that you need something to change into. Your checkbook is left, but they've destroyed...

My mind began racing as if in fulfillment of my secret fantasy. My hair! Well shorter styles were becoming not only acceptable but even popular among girls and younger women. I could just put a barrette in each side of my hair to give the illusion that my hair was pushed back behind my ears. As I sat in my room, I fingered my hair imagining the effect. Going into the bathroom, I took two of Mother's hair-clips, pushed my longish hair and smiled at the very believable effect I had so easily...

Blushing furiously now, I had put her clothes into the areas she'd indicated. while she stood by and watched. I won't say that she gloated - but there was a decided air of satisfaction as she dismissed me, saying that she was very pleased with me. I didn't care, I was still the only man in the house, but doing a few of the tasks that rightly belong to the maid, diminishes one. Though in all honesty, both Hortense and Emily seemed friendlier toward me. There never had been a great deal of...

Life with a Princess: Mitson works for a domineering woman in all all woman office. She has sized him up as a potential sissy and therefore marriage material for her daughter, Princess. Mitson is soon being called Missy and his new wife starts changing his role and wardrobe. Missy would be a great name for an office girl, wouldn't it? Power, Power, Who's Got The Power?: A wife hires Mary to consult about her marriage and she hires to Rene take the husband in hand, changing him into a sweet,...