I realized I would never have another chance like this, to be forced into doing something I had an urge to do but could not find acceptable. So I told the boss that she was right and that I had brought it on myself and had been half serious about it and had not been playing with her but found the whole thing so embarrassing when actually face with it, but was man enough to go through with it. "However," she told me as she laughed back at me. "The question is not if you are man enough , but if...

Mrs. L. concluded, "Your physical changes aren't from the clothing. It doesn't work like that. I don't mean that control garments couldn't feminize your figure a bit, while you ware them, and they certainly did, you looked so cute in your girl's support garments when dressed as my Archie, but you are way past that now! Wearing that stuff 24/7 probably would have and did have some feminizing effect on your shape, perhaps even giving you a pudgy chest but you are growing real breasts. No, it is...

After a lot more discussion we decided to go with the massive dose of female hormones followed by low dose female hormone releasing implants. I wasn't really totally convinced, but the doctor seemed so sure and I was not thinking aggressively anymore, an effect of the female hormones. And so I felt myself being convinced. Little did I realize at the time that they doctor's story was just that, a story, and that Mrs. Porter had paid her off and the doctor, after seeing me, thought it was all in...

Mrs. Porter would not hear of it... she handed me over to one of my many admirers, to be escorted to the dance floor. I was a bit worried that this game had taken on a life of its own and I really knew that it had and that I was pretty much trapped... I decided to try to make the best of it, at least for the evening. I spent the rest of the evening just enjoying the party, only 'dancing backwards and in high heels'> The women kept me busy as a dance partner for the most of the evening,...

Under her watchful eye, I pulled my slip off then blushing, took my bra and falsies off. It was so humiliating, sitting there in front of my ex-wife and secretary in nothing but panties, garter belt and stockings. Kristy saw this and was nice enough to hand me my slip, which I draped over my lap, hoping to hide my obvious excitement, although I wasn't very sure.

Eric had shaved, was partially dressed and was sporting subtle pink lipstick, matching eye-shadow and nails. Eric slipped into his dress and slid on his sandals and after a few adjustments was once again Keri. "You look just like a young lady ready for a beautiful summer day," Melissa giggles, admiring her work. "You must have been practicing. Your're walking and acting so girlish. Wait'til JoAn and Lisah see you."

In my opinion, my introduction to wearing the lingerie created a major fissure in any remaining masculinity I had. It can be argued that the use of perfume could have been explained away as evidence of a man's cologne but what Dorothy had made for Lunn and myself now was far too pretty to come even close to a man's product. Ane? Women generally have a much more acute sense of smell than men do. There was no fooling them - not a chance. The use of the scent may be perceived as a much lesser...

I felt spasms of delight watching him as, dominated, he was taught how to put rollers in his hair, though he ended up with only three, one at the back and sides. Subdued now, he didn't protest when she applied the lotion from a squeeze bottle to the hair in the rollers. He did flinch a little as she wrapped his hair in a chiffon scarf, before putting the hood of a portable dryer over his head, and turning it on.He started licking his lips nervously when she brought out her manicuring tools. "I...

"Now remember I told you of my business partner who died? What I didn't tell you is that she was murdered by a woman released, in error probably, from an asylum. This was all made possible by another woman who is an accessory to murder. I want to go and get the two of them and bring them back to the States for trial. It's going to be expensive and there is some risk. I know where to go and, your mom and I discussed this, it would be well to act like tourists; a cruise, stay on a remote...

I was mortified! What made it worse was the fact that the girls weren't being mean or scornful. Nothing like that. They were genuinely trying to help me turn myself into a female - in looks and dress anyway. They figured that was what I really wanted. But what they couldn't see was that I had serious difficulty with this. It wasn't that the idea of dressing didn't appeal to me - it did. But in FRONT of them? Oh grief! I started to stammer. "Girls? Please? I don't...""Just HUSH!" Reen said...

... Geraldine whispered to her. "Does it excite you to dance with a girl?" She let her hand drop on Nicole's shoulder, fingers pressing to turn the younger girl toward her.Nicole's voice was hoarse with a growing feeling. "Yes, several times. I like the way you hold me." She responded to Geraldine's insistent pull and slid on the seat a little closer. The sat belt stopped her but she wasn't annoyed."We seem to fit together, hand in glove, like." She next touched Nicole's lips with her finger...

I knew immediately that there was no sense in struggling. Knew that she was straonger than me. On top of that, I felt that I would show a disrespect for my new sister-in-law if I objected. Found myself slipping helplessly into her arms."My turn! My turn!" Carol was saying and, still breathless, I was floated from Sylvia to Carol, very conscious of my woman's shape on the water as I transfered from one set of tanned arms to another, my own soft pale arms looking weak and womanish. My breasts...

I and the other girls hadn't much to do afterwards and neither Emily nor Betty seemed to have the inclination to do anything but watch Tiffany and Dorothy as they gradually took me over. When Gloria and Jan came in later that afternoon, I pleaded with them silently from my chair as the other two girls had just finished making me up. The guys simply could not believe that the pretty young thing in polka dot dress and white blouse - nor in my lightly, but thoroughly made up face - was the young...

The bathroom mirror confirmed my hopes. I now knew I had the right facial bones and features along with the slender figure... without being a freak on display. I would be a real girl, albeit a girl with a "difference", pursuing the lifestyle of a beautiful, glamorously sophisticated, powerful, successful woman. I fantasized this version of 'me' would have a succession of lovers but I was not at all certain if my lovers would be women, men or an undreamed of combination.I knew this to be an...

That woman! She just loved to tease him. I think at times, even Wendy was scandalized at what she'd make him do. Once she had him take off his shoes - then made him step into a pair of lacy pink satin panties - and pull them up over his outer clothes. Then he had to get fastened into a matching bra - again over his outer clothes. After she had padded his bra, she led him through the store to where Amy and I were sitting enjoying complimentary cokes. I couldn't help it - couldn't stop giggling...