"Now don't you worry, we're not really turning you into a woman, we are just trying to make it so that you can breastfeed with real breast milk and this way should be faster and safer and certainly a hell of a lot less messy than what you're trying to do now. If you're uncomfortable in the clothes you can change back as soon as we get home.""Oh my, what am I getting myself into now? This isn't going to give me big breasts that I can't hid from view is it? After all, I still have my own life to...

"...Put the promo on for Annabel, Mallow."I choked on what the judge called me. The promo was one I'd seen in the distance but not with sound. "Wouldn't you like to be just like us?" the strikingly attractive, blonde Laura was saying."Come on over to our side," a brunette, just as pretty, flicking her long hair behind her huge earrings girlishly, puted at whoever watched the promo.I thought that they were nurses, working on a patient. But the patient was a guy. He was shaved, so quickly...

She leaned over close and asked, "Can you keep a secret?" When he nodded yes, she continued. "I was looking down at my brightly painted red toes and thinking what a bizarre world I live in. Three months ago I might have been out with the gang truing to steal a cAdillac. Now I'm being escorted in one like a princess or something. Also three months  ago, if you'd have told me that I'd be dressed and made-up as I am right now, I'd have hit you over the head with a bat. Now, just look at...

"Guys, I have something to tell you about Stephanie. I am really starting to like her a lot, and I want to continue dating her." "What?" Brian asked. "Stephanie is a transsexual and has been living as a woman since she was nineteen. It doesn't bother me, but if it bothers either of you, I will stop dating her. She understands. Victoria sat silent for minute, thinking of the right answer. As the defacto leader of the family, she would play the decisive role. Victoria, however, did not rush to...

"You aren't planning on making me to out of the house like this, are you? Because if that's what you're planning, then you might just as well get a gun and shoot me, Jill. I won't go out looking like this," he warned her. "First of all, if I wanted to take you outside like this, trust me, you'd go. I wouldn't have to shoot you. All I'd have to do is let enough of the right people know about the New You. I think by the time they got done with you, you'd be begging me to shoot you," she told...

"I've noticed that your aversion to lingerie isn't as deep as it used to be. So this is my proposition. Just hear me out before you react." I braced myself for what was coming. But it still knocked me off my feet. "You wear lingerie that I give you." She laid her hand over my mouth, stopping me from going bonkers. I could not believe my ears. "You already are used to it. So that can't be the problem. You will write a report every day on how it feel, fits, and everything else you think about...

"Day dreaming about making love to a man?" asked Wesset then, making me break out of the stiff pose I'd been holding."Oh yes," I murmured to him and smiled. Well it was no use not admitting it to the old alchemist, was it? I did love to make love to my husband. I was his woman. And if Lady Sherrene had been a man once and now was a woman, well I'd follow in her high-heeled shoes as much as I could. I'd decided that. Oh Peveret, I begged him silently, please come home as quickly as you can....

"Do come in George, I've just to put my coat on. Be a gentleman and help me slip it on."Inspector George Bentley was lost for words as he saw this vision of womanhood standing before him. She was poured into that slinky black dress, all curves. How does she do that, thought George?"It's over there, George." Josephine was pointing at the black faux fur coat."What?" George Bentley was mesmerised by the woman standing before him. "Oh, coat, yes." He lifted it and took it to Josephine who turned...

"You look most delightful, my Lady Arrathee," said Undercaptain Peveret as he assisted me from the seachair. He was in a male, dress uniform, like Dowd, while I had to wear the short, swishy, black dress, padded in all the right places to make me appear to be the girl everyone now said I was. "I do believe you've passed the test I set for you, in a most exemplary way. There's not a man on this ship who'll question your femaleness, not your right to be acclaimed as a witch!""But they all...

Two nights later, Claudia looked dazzling as Stefano predicted, wearing a fuchsia party dress with matching gloves and satin pumps, but she paused at the entrance to the Casino de Monte Carlo. Her life had taken such a steep trajectory that she felt she could barely hold on. Only a year ago she had been Jim Hughes, college student and now she was Claudia Vittoria, wearing an expensive party dress that showed off her new cleavage and was poised to announce her presence to the world as an...

So, I come back to being in Andrew's arms.Strong arms, they were (and are). He is taller than I am, even when I wear heels. In order to reach my lips after our dance, he lifted me from the ground; as I say, I felt as if I floated in the air. I could feel his biceps bulge when I stroked one palm up and down his arm.His lips brushed mine, then, almost as if questioning, pressed. Mine parted and I touched his with the tip of my tongue. I felt him leaning forward, felt his tongue touch mine, then...

"Is this seat taken?" she calmly and belatedly asked."It is now," the big man smiled.I'm Cindy, Cindy St. Cyr," she said as she held out her hand. The man gently took Cindy's manicured hand in his big paw. "NIce to meet you, Cindy. I'm Tommy Bonham.""So what is a nice man like yourself doing in a place like this?""I'm hardly a nice man, and I'm looking for a bad girl.""That would be me," Cindy smiled."Good, now that we know that we are goth bad, maybe we can actually have a conversation. So...

Despite all the stitching in me, I wasn't allowed to miss any training sessions. In one of the makeup sessions, Stella took me to the side and dyed my real hair. She made it a platinum blonde and, after it was done, it was waved and styled and a weave was put into it. It was just as if I had my own long hair, like a woman.The other girls loved me and the way I looked and sounded. I was welcomed into womanhood just as Linda had been. I know I was blushing and so discomforted as my breasts...

"Besides , there's more I need to fix Can you wait here?" I nodded.  Eyes locked, she stepped another pace backwards, bent her knees and reached into a shopping bag she'd left at the side of the sofa. I heard a rustling of paper. "Close your eyes," she said. I felt her come towards me, felt her finger, now on the upper edge of the right bra cup, now slipping under. They something else, a brief chill, a slow shift of weight, half solid, half liquid, as the bra hugged it closer to my body....

Anne was in her nightie on the bed, Richard sat down next to her and put his arm around her. She could not speak. Her heart was no longer fully with him, as in the early days of their marriage - but she was still his wife, with all the duties of a wife, at it had indeed been far too long since they united. If Richard wanted her, she would do her best for him 0 even if she had to think of Jeannette to get excited for him! "We'll do it with dignity," he murmured, "for your sake." This was a code...

The third part of the erotic saga concludes with Norma, formerly Norman, being drawn further and further into his/her mother's web. Margaret is determined to make forbidden love. There is no step she won't take, no manipulation of her child she won't resort to to have her way with her gender-altered offspring. As beautiful as Norma appears to be, Margaret must find a way to convince her to keep her male parts intact for that is part of Margaret's disturbing erotic fantasy. Simultaneously, Mary...