Upon his losing a weight loss bet to his wife, she forces him into a tight restricting corset, followed by a complete change into female lingerie and clothing, including a red silk evening dress and high heels. Then after he was forced to walk to the mall the local beautician finds him and with his wife's permission continues the transformation at her beauty parlor, forcing him to undergo a complete beauty makeover and ear piercing. Then being forced to purchase a skirted bathing suit for his...

In the second book, John, now Janice, experiences life as a waitress and them as a cocktail waitress before becoming his wife's sissy shemale wife. and then finds his place in life in his office as the new girl assistant. He is completely feminized and under his wife's control and the control of the woman who continue to help him become the girl of his wife's dreams. Along the way he shamefully finds out that he enjoys his new clothing and lifestyle, which he finds to be somewhat of a turn on...

In book 3, John's full time life en femme and feminizing continues, as he is taught feminine deportment and makeup skills, goes shopping for his maid's uniforms, and is tutored in house keeping and cooking. Then his is presented as the sissy boy maid to all the wife's girl friends. He returns to work as an office girl assistant. The female office manager finds that he now makes a wonderful girl friend as she assists in his further transformation. And the company nurse provides the feminizing...

"On the next page, you'll see that they put you in a tanning chamber," Brandy looked up sharply as I said that. Her eyes flashed blue as she stared at me, eyes like her Dad's I thought. "Well that's what it looks like to me! You have to lie down with a sedative or something in you and they run these takes while you are out of it. Dreams is what they are really selling... ...I looked down to examine myself and saw I was wearing a dress, had two protruding mounds on my chest and felt long soft...

I was sobbing then as blackness enclosed around me. I could feel the imprint of Barton me but he wasn't there anymore. I had never felt despair like it before. The casket in which I had been lying opened. "Would you like a cold drink, Mike?" asked an earnest young man in a suit, clipboard in hand. Grant smiled at me. "it seems so real doesn't it?"

I had tried every possible word that I knew to release myself from the ordeal I was going through. Nothing worked. No word, no combination of words seemed to be correct. Days went by. I realized, as I was being taught to model and to be a young lady according to Devonhill's expectations, that I was really going to have to go through with this fashion show. I was going to have to attend the Black and White Ball in my diamond jewelry. LIke the other girls, I was going to meet a man and probably...

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"Thanks, Ed. But hear me out first. I was always what my father called a sissy, a fairy. That was so hurtful. He tried to beat it out of me so Mommy left him. We moved here thinking I might not be so different living in a big city where nobody knows the truth about me." "Being forced to live as a boy made me terribly sad. After a scene with my father, I tried to ....I slit my wrists." She paused to show me the barely faded scars. "That's when Mommy took me by to...

I saw two or three people I knew at Morton but I had changed enough, my hair in particular, that I don't think anyone knew me there. I was bemoaning that fact to Julie at her home. She was looking for summer work, just like me. "Why don't you sing?" Julie asked me, right out of the blue, as we sat together in her living room, studying the Classifieds in the local rag. There were only about five red circles around ads we could even try for, landscaping and telemarketing, with a hundred people...

I didn't tell him my name. How could I? I didn't know yet who I was going to be for a while. I definitely wasn't going to tell him my real name, John Samuel Barrington. And I wasn't going to tell him that I was also Samantha Carter, the missing singer from the reality show, Voice of the Americas, and he could earn $100,000, the latest reward offering, by turning me into officials of the show who were making quite a fortune off me. I think that they would have hated him showing up with me...

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"I wanted you from the first time I saw you. In this kind of relationship you are sissy and I am butch." "Sort of you Tarzan and me Jane?" I interrupted. "Exactly Jane, now just follow my lead and I will teach you what you need to know." And teach me she did. She taught me how to perform oral sex on her. I liked her assertive manner and felt safe and secure in her arms. I had passed thru a doorway into a feminine world. It was an exciting and an erotic world. One that obviously I as a man...

It has been several years since Teri transitioned at work. Her transition was initiated by her spouse, Jill, because she recognized that 'Terry' would never be completely happy until he became Teri. Jill was aware of the constant stress in Terry's life and remembered, that when they were dating, Terry mentioned that at one point in his life, while he was single, he had attended a Halloween dress-up party, going as the office secretary. Jill did not know why Terry chose that outfit. Was it a...

"We take the dregs of society," I had heard her saying often to those she escorted through the Dollhouse, the men so interested in how docile and tractable we would be without her or My Lord and Master there to terrify us, not knowing that she, like all the mothers and Bosom Companions had once been dolls like all of us they were admiring in our femininity, "and from that dross, we spin gold. I have asked Lords like you repeatedly over the years what you wish for in a companion and all of your...

"I do want to be your daughter!" "And you want to learn how to be the best woman ever, don"t you, Sweetheart?" she prompted. In spite of himself, Mike nodded, his tenuous masculinity dissolving completely to the overpowering need to be loved. "Please, teach me to be a good girl! Teach me to be a good wife to Maurice! Teach me to be the woman that he can be proud of, one in whose company he can hold his head high! Teach me how to please him! Teach me to be his wife! Oh God! I don't even know...

An extroverted boy appears on Youtube cavorting about to the music on the stereo. His stepparents encourage his interest in performing. He finds he loves femininity as well as performing. Growing up he gets small parts in plays and commercials but due to his short stature he gets no leading roles and is turned down for a part in a musical by the director who comments, He sings like a girl. Eventually he gets a contract job offer to sing and dance in a drag revue in a Vegas nightclub. He begins...