"You aren't planning on making me to out of the house like this, are you? Because if that's what you're planning, then you might just as well get a gun and shoot me, Jill. I won't go out looking like this," he warned her. "First of all, if I wanted to take you outside like this, trust me, you'd go. I wouldn't have to shoot you. All I'd have to do is let enough of the right people know about the New You. I think by the time they got done with you, you'd be begging me to shoot you," she told...

Fourteen year old freshman Renee Faalla, who was removed from abusive parents by a judge in Owensboro, Kentucky, describes her experience this way: I used to think of boys who prefer dressing as girls as being 'weird' or 'queer'> Both of my parents are lushes; they were violent toward me, my brothers and a special needs sister. They never even met a transgender person. I'm very thankful for the judge who removed me from my parents, and placed me here at Rainbow. My mind really opened up...

"I've noticed that your aversion to lingerie isn't as deep as it used to be. So this is my proposition. Just hear me out before you react." I braced myself for what was coming. But it still knocked me off my feet. "You wear lingerie that I give you." She laid her hand over my mouth, stopping me from going bonkers. I could not believe my ears. "You already are used to it. So that can't be the problem. You will write a report every day on how it feel, fits, and everything else you think about...

"I've noticed that your aversion to lingerie isn't as deep as it used to be. So this is my proposition. Just hear me out before you react." I braced myself for what was coming. But it still knocked me off my feet. "You wear lingerie that I give you." She laid her hand over my mouth, stopping me from going bonkers. I could not believe my ears. "You already are used to it. So that can't be the problem. You will write a report every day on how it feel, fits, and everything else you think about...

"Day dreaming about making love to a man?" asked Wesset then, making me break out of the stiff pose I'd been holding."Oh yes," I murmured to him and smiled. Well it was no use not admitting it to the old alchemist, was it? I did love to make love to my husband. I was his woman. And if Lady Sherrene had been a man once and now was a woman, well I'd follow in her high-heeled shoes as much as I could. I'd decided that. Oh Peveret, I begged him silently, please come home as quickly as you can....

"Do come in George, I've just to put my coat on. Be a gentleman and help me slip it on."Inspector George Bentley was lost for words as he saw this vision of womanhood standing before him. She was poured into that slinky black dress, all curves. How does she do that, thought George?"It's over there, George." Josephine was pointing at the black faux fur coat."What?" George Bentley was mesmerised by the woman standing before him. "Oh, coat, yes." He lifted it and took it to Josephine who turned...

"You look most delightful, my Lady Arrathee," said Undercaptain Peveret as he assisted me from the seachair. He was in a male, dress uniform, like Dowd, while I had to wear the short, swishy, black dress, padded in all the right places to make me appear to be the girl everyone now said I was. "I do believe you've passed the test I set for you, in a most exemplary way. There's not a man on this ship who'll question your femaleness, not your right to be acclaimed as a witch!""But they all...

Two nights later, Claudia looked dazzling as Stefano predicted, wearing a fuchsia party dress with matching gloves and satin pumps, but she paused at the entrance to the Casino de Monte Carlo. Her life had taken such a steep trajectory that she felt she could barely hold on. Only a year ago she had been Jim Hughes, college student and now she was Claudia Vittoria, wearing an expensive party dress that showed off her new cleavage and was poised to announce her presence to the world as an...

Jim Lambert was once again being led by the two Arabs, not this time to the whipping room but to where the Arabian woman sat on an Ottoman.For the first time since coming to this house he was spoken to in English."Selma, for that is now your given name, you may forget any others forever. You have been chosen by the great Sultan Hussein the Magnificent to be a concubine in his Royal Harem. For that you should be thankful and praise him. I am his Sultana Fatima and the Mother of the Harem. You...

In Sissy of Mercy Angelo is trying to be a good Catholic, but keeps being led astray by his kinky desires.In Daisy's Crazies, a lonely young man, Davy, is completely girl crazy, so girl crazy that he has to be come one!

The Island tells the story of 3 men trying to make a getaway from a daring robbery when warplane shoots them down in a mysterious fog bank. They are rescued and taken to an island where they are no longer in control of their lives or their very identities.Toshiro's Story is about a college frat pledge, commanded to attend a Halloween party in drag. Searching for his costume he wanders into an unusual store. Just how unusual he is about to find out.Cinder-Fella is about a boy raised by the evil...

"Oh my," he caught his breath audibly, those soft plump lips mere centimeters from mine, his sweet breath intoxicating. Slowly, hesitantly, he lowered his head and those tempting lips met mine, gently at first, then with increasing pressure as we lost ourselves in the wonder of our first kiss!His arms slid around my neck and he held me tightly! I could feel the softness of his body writhing against mine as my one had went around his waist to hold him tight while my other caressed him. The kiss...

Ms Koch leaned back in her chair and went over the very short list of potential candidates she had interviewed that afternoon. From all those that she had seen, she had garnered three names that would bear closer scrutiny.One person in particular stuck in her mind. After interviewing him, she had felt an emphatic aura about him that portended great potential. That one would bear closer scrutiny than most.The only question in Ms Koch's mind was, "Would he take homosexuality in stride as an...

So, I come back to being in Andrew's arms.Strong arms, they were (and are). He is taller than I am, even when I wear heels. In order to reach my lips after our dance, he lifted me from the ground; as I say, I felt as if I floated in the air. I could feel his biceps bulge when I stroked one palm up and down his arm.His lips brushed mine, then, almost as if questioning, pressed. Mine parted and I touched his with the tip of my tongue. I felt him leaning forward, felt his tongue touch mine, then...

Gayle, being a librarian, had access to many books on the subject of transvestism, which she had plenty of time to read and study. One such book, written by Dr. Vera burton, interested Gayle. In one chapter, Dr. Vera wrote about cases of young boys wearing their sister's clothes. On being discovered, often as not the child would receive punishment. It never seemed to deter them; in fact it typically encouraged the boy. Some looked on their mother as sho they would like to emulate in their...

As a polymorph I was forever reacting like one of Pavlov's dogs, salivating at every male I was near. More than salivating, utterly consumed by my passions. Now? Not once this morning had I felt overwhelmed with sexual and romantic need. True, I would have had sex with Sally had she shown any interest. But to be really honest with myself, there was such confusion between my brain and my body I had no idea of how I would behave. My desire to play the male role was nearly balanced with my desire...