"What can I say? you look very good. And you look very much like my wife."I stammered, "Thank you, I think.""Coffee?""OK.""Have you been doing this for a long time? I mean dressing up like this?""A few years, when I get the chance. Didn't think I would be disturbing anybody in this house since you all seem to be away so much.""We've had some problems. I think though that some of them may go away soon.""Oh.""Yes you see I killed my wife. Or at least I drove her to kill herself."This was not...

The incessant banging finally settled down to a steady rhythm. My eyelids felt as if they weighed more than a ton. I forced them open. I didn't have to do more than  glance at the too-bright windows to know that I was on a railway train. The carriage lurched, helping me to sit up. What was I doing on a railway train?Let's see, my mind set to work, as I closed my eyes again to slits. My mouth was dry and horrid. My eyes seemed wrong, too, as if my eyelids wanted to stick together. Gosh,...

Then he put his arms about me and hugged me to him. "I've missed you," he whispered into my ear and I was shocked by the banality of his remark. He was treating me as if I really was his wife! He was treating me as if I was his woman as he kissed me again, this time more fiercely, hungrily pressing my body, my breasts, into him. The aide silently withdrew and Gendrick's kissing became more intense. I was so terrified. He was treating me as if he had every right o kiss me, another man. His...

That evening after I showered, I sat down and opened the book she had given me. The title was "A Maid's Guide to Serving Techniques". The book was divided into four sections. The first dealt with the various types of uniforms, how they were worn and cared for. The second section was about a maid's demeanor and proper conduct: the way a maid walks as well as how to execute a proper curtsy, to speak only when spoken to and to answer the maid's bell promptly. The third section was about setting...

Gendrick stopped and turned me partly to face the cheering crowds. "Let's give them one more moment to savor," he said, putting his free hand about my waist and pulling me to him. He kissed my shocked lips and so I was caught with my mouth partly open. I went rigid as he kissed and kissed me and I could hear a huge roar of people shouting and laughing, laughing at me, I was sure. I don't know why I had closed my eyes but I had and when he let me go, I reeled, shivering with shame and fright....

A delightful and erotic journey back to the New Orleans we remember from growing up, complete with jazz and shemales of all kinds. Our heroine is an up and coming jazz artist who appears as the Dis-n-Dat Kid, but the lovely transvestites of Buck 'n' Al's bring her brand new adventures and romance of a different kind. Adventure and sexy encounters abound!

He thought I was being coy. I sat sort of far away on the edge of the bed but he reached over, took my arm and pulled me in beside him with frightening ease. He pulled me down and I put my hands up defensively on his chest as his hairy leg touched mine. He kissed me hard and enthusiastically and I can't say that I really felt anything at all except that his muscled chest was very hard. His hands went about my waist and then touched the bare tops of my thighs and I squirmed at that. "This is...

Devon has an evil stepfather; the kind that likes to beat his child. Finally, in desperation, Devon realizes he has no choice but to run away. Bea and Gil, a kind couple, take the poor boy into their home. In an attempt to hide him from the stepfather, they decide to disguise Devon as Debbie, a pretty young girl.As luck would have it, Devon takes well to his new life as Debbie. Over time, he even comes to find love with a handsome young farmhand. Naturally, the new breasts and shapely figure...

Graham is a rich, successful novelist. He is also a very enthusiastic satin fetishist. His world would be perfect if only he could find that special girl to become his live-in satin maid. Then fate intervenes in the form of a person named Jerry. No, Jerry isn't really a woman, well, not yet. That small shortcoming can be addressed, however. Over time, Jerry becomes Trish, the satin-wearing maid of Graham's fondest dreams.

All Joe wanted was to be a girl. Every dream has its price, though, right? He certainly never counted on becoming the large-breasted sexual plaything of a South American drug lord. That's the funny thing about life: you never know where it will take you.This exciting tale spans two continents and several lifestyles. If you read only one TG novel this year, make it this one.

Based on a true story: A young and orphaned man has been knocking around with foster parents for what seems to him like forever, when he finally ends up with his aunt and uncle. He's tiny and has been bullied all of his life when his aunt drops a bombshell on him. His mom made her sister promise to transform the slight boy into a girl if he ever came to be in her care. Being a woman isn't only that bed of roses that we all like to think. Read on!

"Count Sisyphus, welcome aboard." "Thank you, Skipper. I understand from Rafael Ordens that we have some valuable merchandise on board." "Quite so. He is asleep at the moment. This one should bring a high dollar. He is not only beautiful, but wants to be a girl; thinks and acts very female." "Ah, no trouble. That's great. But tell me, Skipper, what do I owe for that last passenger you delivered? He is doing well at the clinic; will soon be a young woman of outstanding charms."  "Just the...

Kelly gave me the black pair of padded panties I had bought from Frederick's and the bra to hold the inserts. I pulled on the panties over my others without talking and them put the bra about my chest. I reached for the box with the breast forms in them and took them out.  "Aren't they hard?" asked Kelly, touching them. I blushed as she inspected my female attributes. She watched fascinated as I inserted them into the lace-edged bra. "The do look real." said Ginny in wonderment as I...

"Now stop it," said Mom as I sat there and squirmed at the thought of it. "David is not going to start working as a woman. The very idea. Don't start putting silly fantastic ideas like that into his head!" "But it's such a pretty little head." said Aline with a laugh. She stood up as we heard Craig's plaintive call and I was called up to prepare his bottle. Then I got to feed him and play with him as Aline and Samantha had lunch and watched Samantha's favorite TV show. ...

Geoff actually whistled when I came out of the room, my new black and grey high heels i hand. I had let my hair curl around my ears and neck but the sides were long enough now to pin up on top and fall at the back in a curly strand. I smiled at him as I dropped my heels to the floor, opened my purse, and put on some Chanel again, very, very lightly I was still shorter than him even in my three-inch heels as he came to be with my business valise. You look gorgeous." he said huskily, slipping...

"Oh no! No way! This thing is getting way out of hand." "Why not? What have you got to lose? You don't know anybody here. You'll never see the guy again. You'll never see any of us again. Besides we'll go to a fancy place and you'll get a great meal out of this." "This is too much for me. I don't think I can handle it." "Look Herby is a real shmuck. He's naive and not very discriminating. He probably wants to show off ow well he is doing. If he bugs you too much, tell him you're a guy!" "I...