When I came to, I was lying in a bed wearing only my panties. I could see my clothes on the chair by the wall, but when I tried to move, my head started spinning like crazy again, so I remained absolutely still waiting for it to subside. I tried remembering what happened but had only vague recollections of the party and Marilyn and Frankie. I remembered Frankie's breasts crushing into me and I couldn't remember where Shirley was. What had happened to her? My anxiety was building, making it so...

"You agree that choosing a proper punishment is my prerogative?"Again poor Wendy could do nothing but agree with his domineering step-sister."Good," she exclaimed. "You will live with me as my sister until you graduate from high school! You will live as a prissy girl... the type of girl our father expected girls to be. Your life with me will be one of sugar and spice and everything nice! I'll accept no resistance or complaints. My decision is final. Between now and the time you graduate you...

The woman said nothing. Alex, without preamble, then began to speak about himself."As far back as I can remember, I've had special feelings about girls and women. Not just like other guys, but an affinity. I wanted to be like them; felt I was, really. When I was little, I used to dress in my mother's clothes. I'd pretend I was a girl. It always made me feel funny inside. My aunt - I used to live near her - taught this ballet class and I'd like come in sometimes to turn pages on her sheet...

Nineteen year old Theodore Lewis pushes his way out of the Student Clinic and into the cold February morning. He hadn't been this close to crying since his Dad's death nearly four years ago. The doctor had acted as if suddenly having breasts erupt on your chest was absolutely nothing - no big deal. Try to be a normal nineteen year old living in the confines of a Freshman dormitory with tits that seemed to grow larger and larger every day! What would happen to him when he could no longer hide...

"There's your answer, you damn bitch," he shouted. "I may be called Renee, and I may be wearing heels and a corset, but I'm not damned sissy. Yes, girls turn me on. You turn me on, Monica, and so does Madame. I may have to do my time in dresses and tresses, but I like girls." Monica stepped back, holding her hands to her mouth. Edmonds stepped through the door."Is our Miss Renee being difficult Monique?" he asked loftily. "Madame has authorized restraint should he prove difficult.""Yes...

Finally I stepped out from the bath and felt the huge towel engulf my relaxed state. I hardly noticed that all my body had remained in the tub. As I wiped myself it slowly dawned on me. My mouth opened wide as I looked in the full length mirror first seeing my smooth calves before opening the towel and going into complete shock.I was totally hairless. My entire body. That's what all the heat had been about. That cream had burned off every last hair on my body. Raising my arms, I stared at my...

"That boy didn't recognize you, did he?" his aunt questioned once she had helped him to a chair."No I don't think so, anyway," he finally allowed his revulsion to show and looked more than a little Ill. "The Fixer likes little girls.""Everyone likes pretty little girls." Margaret grinned in relief. "and you you pulled off the deception perfectly dear.""No," Jimmy shook his head in denial. "Not that I wasn't your perfect little lady, but the guy likes little girls.""Oh" Margaret's eyes narrowed...

"He got mad. I started throwing things at him. I couldn't hit him and he kept teasing me. I guess I sort of wished he were a girl so he could understand what it is like to have a runt for a younger brother. I hit him with Grandma's old ring and suddenly he was surrounded by bright lights. When they left, he was a girl."And you, young man?" she asked me."I might have teased her, just a little, but she had it coming. Anyway she kept throwing things at me and missing. I caught Grandma's old ring...

"I just received a letter from Grace telling me that everything is going according to plan. She also suggests that we ought to consider making Dale laxative dependent. Then, all we have to do is stop giving him his laxative and viola! He soon does everything that we want. So, tonight we start making little Dale dependent. It shouldn't take more than a week and another two or three days to teach him just how dependent he is. By then, he will do and say whatever we tell him to. Judicious use of...

"Are you curious about what I did to you?" questioned Kara innocently."Yes Mistress," I answered."Good, I thought that would be your response, just as it has with al the other girls. Well, Drusilla, I had a bit more to do on you than your bondage sisters and took me an hour to complete. I did two major things to you. The first was relatively minor. I put some saline solution into your small breasts that will make them swell over the next few hours. The effect should give you realistic breasts...

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...