I was praised for my makeup and my hair while all the ladies helped me with the right intonations with my voice, fully accepting Rose's explanation that I wanted them to do that! They seemed to delight in saying the most awfully girlish things to one another, making limp wrist actions too, which I had to do, just like them. I think I cried most nights, maybe it was every night. I told Rose that they all knew I was a boy. Rose assured me that not one of them did. Not ever my mother knew what...

I think I looked my best as I swayed fearfully in my high heels, letting Gord put his arm about me, to lead me into the ball. Funny, but there was a red carpet all the way in. We had to stop and talk to someone with a shoulder-held camera. Then, I had to step gracefully, femininely, away from Gord and show off my dress, smiling all the time. I could hear Rose's voice, telling me to think girlish thoughts, as another man began to take pictures of me. No, they didn't want pictures if Gord,...

"Enjoy my darling Sissy," Rose went on again as I shook as I slid my stockings on my legs and numbly hooked them on to my garter belt. "I've seen your face after your dates with your boyfriend, you know. And I've seen almost all of the girls I've created look that way in the past, you know."It was always because they wanted a man, were ready for a man, ready to be a fine woman for a man. And you are, too, darling Sissy. Becky, Lisbeth and I will want all the details, every touch and every...

"One hundred thousand dollars, Sissy, that's what I'll pay you," he went on. "And all you have to do is hang on here, for two, three months, tops, wear all the pretty dresses you want, and swish and smile for all the men hanging over you in the Time-Out Cafe. Then I'll help you get a job as a guy, or as a female impersonator, if that's what you love to do, somewhere other than Penstone." "No, I, I can't..." I tried to tell him again. No, this was going to be the end for me. I wasn't going to...

Michelle Waters stood with her arms about Christine's thin waist, laughing with her at the line of girls. With Wendy in the lead, they were doing a very ragged can-can. About the only thing they could do really well was to fling their skirts over their backs and show off their frilly, white panties, black stockings and black garter belts. "You should be in that group," gushed Michelle, letting her little skirt brush against Christine's, making the other girl gasp and shiver as she didn't...

Rachel could feel the eyes of all the men in the bar, and the few women as well, on her shapely, feminine body. She slid down in a seat, in her leather skirt, crossing her legs, her high-heeled boots making her feel very sexy, as if she was a real woman. But wild thoughts of discovery, discovery of the whole sorority as being a sorority of men, made her mind tremble. She imagined what these people would do to her if they discovered that beneath all her femininity, she was as male as any man in...

Trudi swished across the floor, trying to ignore the men staring at her, sly smiles on their faces. She wished she had the nerve to pour Al's drink over him. As she half expected, Al pulled her down into his lap and put a twenty dollar bill between his lips for her to take. It was after midnight. The men at this time did all kinds of things to tease the new pretty girlish waitress, who had to smile and pretend she enjoyed the attention she was getting. Jeff had explained it to her. They needed...

"Tell me what you are," said Max, repeating it constantly as Jill struggled and moaned at the words filling her reeling brain with the unlikeliest of ideas and concepts. He couldn't really think that she, Jill, a man like him, would really let him make love to her. She couldn't, not if every man she'd dance with at the ball, turned out to be a woman, in fact! "Please say it," murmured Max gently, caressing her hair again, her arms and slender, corseted waist. "You are a girl tonight, aren't...

In Book IV the mother of Chrissie�s boyfriend�s finds that Chris, this boy to girl, would make the perfect wife for her gay son and that he is the last chance she has of having a girl of her own to spoil. And so through her efforts Chris is strongly encouraged to remain a girl.She has Chris further feminized, with additional surgery, more training, and therapy to convince Chrissie that he wants to be a girl. Chris finds that he just loves being spoiled with the pampered girl�s life provided to...

"Is this one of our Pansies?" the first girl excitedly asked."Yes this is one of yours. It's name is Pansy Buffie. this is it's owner, Lewes Taylor," I said then to Lewes added, "This is Stacy, just twenty, and Penny, just nineteen. This is their first summer as cabin assistants. Curtsey, say 'Hello' and kiss their feet."It was even more satisfying watching him kiss the feet of a twenty and nineteen year old girl."Would you girls take him on his leash and lead him over to Doctor Browner's...

...And I told her that I was getting out of the lingerie and dress and finding some men's clothes to ear and something manly to do. I told her that playing at being a girl was or would make me nuts!Well that wasn't happening. My sister told me, "Not a chance dear. You do have my sympathies, but for better or worse you are stuck in dresses and lingerie and learning to be feminine and learning to keep house. That is if you want your inheritance." And she explained to me that I was still married...

"Now," Dana continued, "what's your real reason for coming in?""I... I... just wanted to see you and ask if you'd be agreeable to going out to dinner?""Dinner?" That smile. "With you?"Tabitha nodded, her face aflame."Like a date?" Dana persisted."Yeah.""Tabitha, there's something about me that you ought to know first...""I know what I want to know and that's good enough for me. Now, I have a big old twin-engine Comanche parked out behind the far corrals in it's own hangar and we could be in...

"Shall I take you over my knee again?" she threatened."No! No! Anything but that!" I hastened to assure her."Good. Then you will wear the panties with no more argument?" she purred.And the next thing I knew, the matching bra was being fastened behind my back and she was reaching into the cups to lift my flesh up to better fill and AA cups!She stepped back, her eyes going up and down across my blushing body. "Oh I am just going to love my new girlfriend and bed-partner!" she enthused.I was...

...My feminization only got worse after a week, however, When Marasara joined me in my captivity, with orders to make me wear makeup and wigs as a woman, to sit, to walk, to dance and to gesture as a woman should. I couldn't resist her as I was so sick and frothing most of the time she was with me.I was being overdosed with feminizing drugs, I knew. I'd never thrown up before when I was Anisoyya's girlfriend. Marasara said she'd never seen anyone throw up like me either. And, she'd never seen...

...Oh yes, mummy would give her an A-plus rating for the way that Diana was behaving with her man.I could hear her saying, "It's the Method, Diana! You have to be Diana and feel what she feels, what she'd love to feel when she kisses Calvin, not what John feels. Ugh, no, don't even think of him at all. Don't bring him into any of this. This is you, being Diana, feeling how she feels, and loving making lots of lovely money as an actress as you do this, what you must, with Scot, Cal, or...

"Mummy, mummy! I don't want to do this!" I said, pulling a face as she sprayed me all over my chest with this cloying, girlish scent."Hold onto Dolly, my darling," said Mummy, sitting me in her lap, smoothing my dress in front of me, my black shoes glistening at the end of the white socks, up over my knees, I wore them, and the dress, because she had told me to."I know my darling," Mummy whispered in my ear, my long hair brushing against her cheek and my own. "There's a man coming to see us,...