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,...

It's now noticeable that their hair is nicer, as mine has become and I again make a short stint on the second team. Then because it is recognized that there is a need for the cheering of our girl athletes, I am shown off in my cheerleader costume, lipstick and all. So here I am, in all my girlish glory, waving my pompoms and shaking my backside in true cheerleader fashion. At this point I am blushing a fiery red as the audience cheers even louder. My fellow cheerleaders and I bounce and shake...

The incident with the person that Mitchell had insisted was a phony cop on Sunday had left her with a creepy feeling. She knew she had the natural gifts to pass as a boy or a girl. Maddie was undeniably more comfortable in what she considered her true nature, that of a girl with "something" extra. She was convinced that the cop was dangerous and wouldn't hesitate to harm her. An arrest for being dressed in the clothing of the opposite sex as a distinct and unpleasant possibility. Most cops...

"Hello, Meghan," She said, "What's a girl like you doing in a nice place like this?" "What?" Meghan said in question, turning to face Reed. "I don't know you." Reed smiled and shifted in the chair. "Well, I know you. Otherwise, how could I have called your name?" By that time Meghan was curious so she moved closer. All she saw was a young student, corduroy slacks slightly soiled, wool Mackinaw shirt, scuffed boots and a French beret. "Well, guy," she said finally. "You have me at a...

From Rita... They both cackled as I stood completely naked when Melanie got back to me. Then I stepped into the panties, and stood shivering although it wasn't cold as she fastened me into a bra. "I think that yellow satin with white lace looks nice on him - don't you think?" She asked as she fascinated me in. "Cute?" Rita sniffed from out of a magazine she had picked up. "Just make sure that you pad the bra cups pretty full!" "How come?" Melanie asked, curious. "Well nobody's going to take...

It hadn't taken Bobbi long to establish what our new relationship was to be. The morning after my 'demotion' I discovered that she expected me to run her bath, look our her clothes, help her dress - and become totally responsible for the upkeep of her clothes and person. I accepted this, somewhat unwillingly, but feeling that it was much too soon to be disobeying my sister's orders, I went along with Bobbi's demands. As I said she would occasionally join Elsa and me in the lounge at night...

You've Got Male - it all started innocently enough, for years I had been afraid to come out of my crossdresser's closet. That was about to change. Loving Change - how was it possible? Yesterday I had been a boy, a feminine boy with a love of dresses and makeup, yes, but today? Something had changed! Third Kiss - Michael is granted a third kiss by a mysterious woman and nothing is ever the same. ...

He opened his robe and had his suspicions confirmed, he was wearing a panty and a bra. He lifted is head to watch himself in the mirror. What he saw came as a shock, he looked just like Jack's wife, Margaret. "What have you done to me? Why have you given me the looks of your wife?" "That's a long story. For now we just settle with the fact that from now on you are she. Period. That's the way it's going to be from now on." "Where is Margaret?" "In this room. YOu see, you are Margaret. You will...

When Angie and Priscilla came back, their astonishment at my changed appearance was obvious. Both Denise and I wore full, frilled aprons with multi-colored floral patterns. I blushed, seeing Priscilla's somewhat disbelieving stare as she took in my apron with the large bow at the back, then my hair, which Denise had parted on a different side and held in place by a few judicious bobbi pins. I desperately hoped that they weren't too noticeable. I don't think that Priscilla noticed that my...

Under her watchful eye, I pulled my slip off then blushing, took my bra and falsies off. It was so humiliating, sitting there in front of my ex-wife and secretary in nothing but panties, garter belt and stockings. Kristy saw this and was nice enough to hand me my slip, which I draped over my lap, hoping to hide my obvious excitement, although I wasn't very sure.

Eric had shaved, was partially dressed and was sporting subtle pink lipstick, matching eye-shadow and nails. Eric slipped into his dress and slid on his sandals and after a few adjustments was once again Keri. "You look just like a young lady ready for a beautiful summer day," Melissa giggles, admiring her work. "You must have been practicing. Your're walking and acting so girlish. Wait 'til JoAn and Lisah see you."

In my opinion, my introduction to wearing the lingerie created a major fissure in any remaining masculinity I had. It can be argued that the use of perfume could have been explained away as evidence of a man's cologne but what Dorothy had made for Lunn and myself now was far too pretty to come even close to a man's product. Ane? Women generally have a much more acute sense of smell than men do. There was no fooling them - not a chance. The use of the scent may be perceived as a much lesser...

I felt spasms of delight watching him as, dominated, he was taught how to put rollers in his hair, though he ended up with only three, one at the back and sides. Subdued now, he didn't protest when she applied the lotion from a squeeze bottle to the hair in the rollers. He did flinch a little as she wrapped his hair in a chiffon scarf, before putting the hood of a portable dryer over his head, and turning it on.He started licking his lips nervously when she brought out her manicuring tools. "I...

"Now remember I told you of my business partner who died? What I didn't tell you is that she was murdered by a woman released, in error probably, from an asylum. This was all made possible by another woman who is an accessory to murder. I want to go and get the two of them and bring them back to the States for trial. It's going to be expensive and there is some risk. I know where to go and, your mom and I discussed this, it would be well to act like tourists; a cruise, stay on a remote...

I was mortified! What made it worse was the fact that the girls weren't being mean or scornful. Nothing like that. They were genuinely trying to help me turn myself into a female - in looks and dress anyway. They figured that was what I really wanted. But what they couldn't see was that I had serious difficulty with this. It wasn't that the idea of dressing didn't appeal to me - it did. But in FRONT of them? Oh grief! I started to stammer.  "Girls? Please? I don't..." "Just HUSH!" Reen...

... Geraldine whispered to her. "Does it excite you to dance with a girl?" She let her hand drop on Nicole's shoulder, fingers pressing to turn the younger girl toward her.Nicole's voice was hoarse with a growing feeling. "Yes, several times. I like the way you hold me." She responded to Geraldine's insistent pull and slid on the seat a little closer. The sat belt stopped her but she wasn't annoyed."We seem to fit together, hand in glove, like." She next touched Nicole's lips with her finger...