Upstairs in his room, Robbie closed the door, then took a stock of his appearance in his closet mirror. He actually did look like a fairly pretty girl instead of a boy now, no matter how he tried to deny it to himself. Without the disguising clothing there wasn't much at all about him that appeared boyish any monger. His shape had passed the androgynous stage and was slowly inching its way towards the voluptuous, with still developing breasts, firmly rounded hips and bottom, and legs he had to...

"I'm a sissy," David continued with a pronounced slight lisp that suddenly appeared, instantly making him sound like a PUFF. "Auntie Velour makes me dress as if I were a 14 year old girl who has been cuffed and collared into her household. I have to clean the house and everything." His voice had changed, it had become softer and had risen in tone and he was speaking in a hot, breathless manner. "I like being a maid. I like being pretty. I like being a sissy. I like wearing pretty clothes. I...

Chris looked blankly at her, hesitating as she held out the panties she had put out for him."Put these on, you little sissy, or I'll bloody your damned nose again." She threatened, raising her hand as if to strike him. He immediately opened the robe, took the panties and stepped into them, pulling the silken fabric up over his hips. He was so mortified at the development that he failed to notice how snugly the panties fit his plump bottom. Then, before he could react, Sara had reached around...

"I know you're a man, but we'll have to change your outward appearance at once, so it doesn't disturb the guests. You see, most of the women chose this facility because of the 'no men allowed' rule, wanting to leave behind any hint of the previously demoralizing relationships with men. They certainly need no reminding from you. It's important we avoice any complaints from the guests (I remembered the receptionist's reaction), so your image must change immediately to that of a female." She...

"How do you like them?" she asked. "Huh?" I played dumb. "Your new tits, dummy," she replied in an exasperated voice. "How do you like them?" Her tone of voice said that I was a dunce and that I should have immediately understood what she was talking about. When I didn't immediately respond she was forced to continue and her vindictiveness showed through. The "I showed you" attitude was obvious in her voice as she crowed. "Since you like to play with things that fit into a bra, I made sure the...

The room lights snapped on in response to his movement. Instantly he recalled that he was in a room on the floating city of Quem. the robe he ware was loose-fitting, but it showed enough of his figure to reveal that he not only felt different, he also looked different. Before confronting the mirror, in one fairly smooth motion, he ran his hands down his body, from the top of his head to the tips of his toes. His hair felt much finer and the skin of his face and neck was baby smooth. His...

Well the result of the bet was to be a sort of winner-take-all or, even worse, loser-lose-all since for the winner it was "business as usual, trophy, praise, etc.". And, to make matters even worse, the flames of this "competition" had been fanned to a fever pitch, so much so that not only did the whole school get into the "spirit" but, as I had hinted at above, also both communities manged to dip in up to what seemed to be a bit above the ears (but no problem there, however as there didn't...

From Mistaken Identity... Stan was stunned to find himself confronted by six beautiful women. All were dressed the same. All wore a severely tight fitting, strapless, one piece shiny, black leather, skirted suits that extended to just above the to just above the knee. Their legs were encased n black nylon lace hose which extended down to shiny one inch pumps. From their bare shoulders extended long lovely arms encased up to the elbows in black leather gloves. They all stood around him, hands...

She looked over my shoulder, "Hi Charlotte, I was just filling Francis in on Margaret's condition." "Isn't that something," Charlotte was shaking her head, as she took my arm and walked me to the front, "let's leave rose alone." At the front counter she continued, "She's got all kinds of deadlines to meet, so I try to keep all distraction away, so she cam complete everything properly. It's coming to our busy season and this thing with Margaret couldn't have happened at a worse time. Francis,...

From Halloween Surprise... "There is another way," said Candace with a smile. "We did it, and so can you." "What did you do?" asked Kerry in John's voice, confused. "A few years ago, we were all like you," continued Candice, "but we had our men's outer body changed to match the inner woman. We're talking about a detailed change far beyond mere hormones and reassignment surgery." "I've got to sit down," said Kerry, as Janet offered her a chair. "It's too astounding to believe, that any of you...

I went into the bathroom and the thought of having to use the women's room started me crying again. Looking at myself in the mirror as I dried my tears and fixed my make-up, and I think I really saw for the first time how different I was. My lips, eyes, and nose don't look like they used to, and I can see now that Marla made sure it was going to be very hard for me to ever look like 'David' again! I sat in the toilet stall for maybe fifteen minutes pondering all this shit. I listened to the...

"You've never worn your sister's nighties?" "My sister wore long night gowns, nothing so..." "Sexy?" "Yes," I blushed. Evita lay the flimsy baby doll on her pillow. "Then you are going to have some fun tonight." She reached for my hand ant pulled me from the bed, spinning me around, unzipping my gown. "Don't tell me you don't want to try it on? Don't tell me you're not a transvestite. You probably masturbate dreaming about frilly things, so why fight it? Why act so embarrassed? You are who you...

"Trust me. I've experience in this. Now I'm going to pass about 5% of Juliana's male elan to you. You will feel very little. A few minor changes may take place within a few minutes. Others will take all night. We'll have a session every day at three. Very well, let's get started." She placed a hand on each of our heads. I flinched but really felt nothing. Hank looked puzzled. Madam Kehzia removed her hands. "Was that it?" I asked. "Uh-huh," she said. "Hank, feel anything?" "Sort of a fullness...

From Magic Moments... Peter immediately started to take off his clothes. He was now so under Garet's magical control that the possibility of objecting just did not enter his mind. He was wearing a brief and crop top set of the kind which was ll the rage amongst modern young misses. The material was a very soft cotton, pale pink with white polka dots. The briefs were high waisted paniteis. The crop top was like the top of a vest but only went down to just below his chest, leaving his midriff...

"What do you think I should do?" Jason asked. "If I were you, I'd go back down to the DMV and have them issue you a new one with your picture on it. Either that or..." "Or what?" "Start wearing a dress." Mary Sue's giggle brought the predicted dirty look from Jason.

From My Sister's Keeper: Once she had me stripped, she reached down and picked up the pantygirdle that still lay on the floor near my scattered clothing and handed it to me, telling me to put it on. When I started to resist I was again slapped and decided, well, pain just wasn't my bag and besides, this thing was so soft, it couldn't hurt, could it? No! Even as I was pulling it on she dragged me, almost toppling me, over to her dresser which she opened just as I was getting my second leg...