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"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...

"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...

"You will be given a schedule of your duties as well as what uniform, wig, and makeup schemes to wear. Whether you are on duty or not you must always present a most feminine appearance and of course you must act accordingly. A sissy maid's deportment must be very proper, just like they taught you at Amazonia. You must always behave in a mincing, effeminate and coquettish manner." "Check your appearance in the mirror before beginning work, or before I take you to the doctor for your shots, the...

I sat down and she made up my eyes with grey eye shadow and black eyeliner followed by long black false eyelashes. After applying red rouge to my cheeks she filled in my lips with a generous amount of fire engine red lipstick. A shoulder length black wig was next. She pinned the lacey maid�s cap at the top and then clipped six inch long earrings to each earlobe. A set of matching fire engine red press on nails was last. I sat transfixed looking at the pretty French Maid in the mirror as she...

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...

I opened the top drawer of my mother's dresser. I picked up the bar of perfumed soap and held it too my nostrils. It smelled so sweet and so good. I set it aside and picked up her slip. I held the soft fabric to my face. I loved the feel of the soft nylon tricot against my skin. I put the slip on the bed and went back to my room and undressed. When I came back I put the slip on. I felt a shiver of excitement as I walked to the closet and stood in front of the full-length mirror on the closet...

"Oh my, aren't you just the cutest thing! Go ahead, put some on I can't wait to see how you will look." I froze. Standing in the doorway was Marcie with a big grin on her face. "I thought you would be at the mall," I squeaked in a terrified voice as I put the lipstick back. "I'm sure you did," she laughed again. "Not as easy as it looks is it?" I took off the half slip and put it back in mom's dresser. As I turned to face her she was standing in the doorway with a mischievous grin on her face....

A boy with strong feelings of femininity grows up on Montana;s macho world of cowboys, wranglers, cattle and pickup trucks. In his senior year he forgoes a trip  to Florida over spring break and travels to California to see a gender therapist. He subsequently moves there to continue seeing her. Shortly (s)he is contacted by a state investigator who is looking into his therapist's practice. He agrees to co-operate with her as he begins his transition. After finishing his cosmetology...

I had been waiting my chance. The handcuffs weren't too tight and I'd been clenching and unclenching my fist to make sure that my circulation wasn't impaired. It wasn't and if I had listened to the conversation between the three women, I'd been burning with shame and humiliation. I HAD to reaffirm my dominance over those sniggering females. I must admit that I've never been into physical violence, but they had just gone TOO far! Barbara had turned her back on me and I must admit that what I...

What could I say? Slowly I nodded agreement. After all, I knew perfectly well that my own intransigence had got me to a point where I couldn't seem to DO anything! At this point, I just did not feel that I could back down. Yes, the idea of putting a dress on secretly excited me sexually, but I still certainly didn't think that Baxter could beat me. What possible difference could a dress possibly make? I found out the following morning.

Continued objections on my part would do no good, and so I stayed dressed as I was, in her lingerie and dress. So she had me get up and showed me how to properly walk in high heels and how to properly maneuver in a long satin dress and had me practice until she though I had it right. She told me how to hold the folds of the dress to maneuver the long skirts and to walk in heels, one foot in front of the other, swaying from the hips. It was humiliating, though like everything else feminine,...

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...