"You mean you're serious about this whole switch thing?"She looked him straight in the eye."Yes Helena, dear, I am deadly serious! What we saw could condemn us to death. Doing wht he did, he probably has connections to the underworld. We are likely to have both the police and his underworld cronies after us. We'll have to be constantly on guard. By the time we leave here you must be Helena and I must be Tom!"

Jenny's stylist had a cancellation. With that opening Jenny pointed to me asking her how she thought I would look in a spiral perm. Quickly she replied how much fuller and bouncier it would be rather than lying flat as it now did.Jenny reached into her purse for two twenties handing them to the stylist as she pointed to me saying. "My treat!"I started walking for the door uttering, "No thanks, not for me."The stylist locked her arm in mine turning me back toward her chair. She sweetly said...

He could not believe what he was seeing reflected back at him. He knew his mouth was hanging open because he could see it in the mirror, but it had rich inviting full red lips attached to it. Slowly his hand sneaked up to touch lightly o his cheek. It was his face all right, even if he couldn't feel it through all that gunk she had covered it in. "Like what you see don't cha!" he heard as Belinda returned. His mouth snapped shut with an audible click as he turned to face her. "I thought you...

From Mother's Girl "So what do you think of him?" asked Mom, smiling gleefully. "It all started with my using Doug to help me with the hem of that new frock I'm turning out but it's impossibly difficult to do one's own hem and get it right so I simply HAD to have a model - for a price, mind you, he's costing me a small fortune," this last, teasingly. "Anyway one thing led to another and voila, I transformed a son int a daughter. I did so wish Doug had been a girl; the layette I had was...

"There's your answer, you damn bitch," he shouted. "I may be called Renee, and I may be wearing heels and a corset, but I'm not damned sissy. Yes, girls turn me on. You turn me on, Monica, and so does Madame. I may have to do my time in dresses and tresses, but I like girls." Monica stepped back, holding her hands to her mouth. Edmonds stepped through the door."Is our Miss Renee being difficult Monique?" he asked loftily. "Madame has authorized restraint should he prove difficult.""Yes...

Elie had placed on my head a blond wig that was absolutely beautiful. It was thick and full, with lots of waves that came down just below my shoulders. I saw a pretty young lady sitting here, as though she were getting ready for a date. She had given me the works, eyeliner, mascara, rouge, bright red, wet looking lips. they looked so kissable. She had even clipped a pair of dangling earrings on me.I was astonished. "Is that really me?""Yes it is my sweet. It is the real you, and you are...

Within a few minutes, I found myself slipping reasonably well into Marilyn's blue dress, being fitted with the blonde wig and finally forcing myself inside a pair of open-toed pumps which were at least three sizes too small for me."There now, that's step number one," pronounced Marilyn as she brushed away at the wig, finally observing that she had the curls arranged as she wanted them. "Already I see the real Denise emerging honey. Now I want you to sit down over there while we do a little...

My last day or so of work was taken up with turning over my projects to others and sort of doing a one last cleaning of my desk. I was planning on not seeing it for a long time. My office was then straightened up and at the end of the day I left for one hellaciously long weekend, so to say.Everyone knew I was going on extended leave, or a sabbatical but no one knew why I was doing it or how I had wrangled it.I, of course, was not about to tell them, and so, the rumor mill had it that I was...

From that moment on Charles Junior had become Feminique. She thrived in her new position, with her new wardrobe and her new duties. Mimeaux called up Renee's shop but found that the girl no long worked there but that a young lady, only fifteen, would be available to assist Madam Cropton. Soon all of Charlotte's uniforms were tailored for Feminique.Now Mimeaux was happiest for she truly loved her new daughter while she had always detested and disrespected Charles Senior. ...

That night, when Laurie and I were lying in bed together, I brought up her mother's comment about how beautiful I was becoming. She cooed a sweet "I agree" in my ear, and as she ran her fingers through my hair she whispered that she enjoyed sharing a world of beauty with me. With that that my long tapered nails on my right hand tantalized a nipple while my other hand stroked her thigh. It seemed that the thought that she would consider replacing me in her life with a macho male could be safely...

"Exactly what are you proposing?""We have the clout, by the threat of throwing Kelly out on his ear, to force him to accept the position of and entry level Girl Friday.""Don't be silly Josie," Jacki said. "He can't take a Girl Friday position. He's not a girl.""He will be, if we make him dress the part.""Dress him up like a girl? He'll never agree to that."Josie laughed."Oh yes he will. It is part of the contract Ms. Chadwick in personnel drew up for the position of Girl Friday. At least it...

"You boys all missed having a real girlhood. This week you will have that experience. There are some boxes under the bed. You are to wear the contents to the chapter meeting tonight."By the time I had kissed the hem of her gown and she had slithered down the stairs, I was shaking like a leaf.When I saw the contents of the boxes, I nearly fled.I lay the contents our on the bed. What I saw was a complete ensemble for a nine-year-old girl going to a party. I was sure, however, that I had never...

"Very good - I'm lucky to have such cute little cooks! Anyway, are you taking my dictation Andy? Good - let's start with me. I'm the Mother and will do the following things: make the living, make the financial decisions, and worry about the future. Next comes the Daughter, Diana. She's not here but I can speak for her. It's her job to study hard, get good grades and graduate. Next comes the House Hubby - that's you, Jessie. Your job is to keep a nice house for me - that means cleaning it and...

"We did all we can for you, sweet cakes. You ain't no new boy, anymore, ya a ghetto gal, fer sure. It's like we promised you when ya joined the gang. We promised that you could have our protect until you lost your uppity smart ass boy ways and we helped ya to fit in with the rest of the gals here. We done it, so you're on your own, baby." Amy warned as she hald blacked my way so the others could go ahead.

The woman introduced us to Mrs. Smallwood, the owner of the store. "Mrs. Smallwood, these ladies are interested in seeing some of our special garments," she said. Then she left.Mrs. Smallwood looked at each of us. "And which of you is interested in my speciality?"Neither of the others said anything and I guess my deep blush gave me away. "You needn't be embarrassed. You are really quite beautiful, my dear." She walked around me and studied me for several minuets quite closely. "You have a...

Looking at my reflection in the full length mirror, I was astounded to see that I not only was attractive, but I would have liked to date a girl who looked as good as I did them. The only problem was, wearing these things gave me a perpetual hard on, and I hoped it didn't show."Okay, let's go downstairs and see if Eleanor agrees that you are as attractive as I believe you are. I'm almost jealous of your appearance, and when your hair grows out a bit, we'll be able to make you more...