"I'm reporting for duty, sir. Captain Lewis said that..." "I don't know what Captain Lewis told you, but we have a full roster here at the 41st." Captain Sharp told her. "I don't understand." Shauna said, incredulously. The captain took a drag on his cigarette and eyed Shauna closely. "What were you expecting to do here, Miss Elliot?" he asked. "I don't know. I was hoping to get posted to Robbery or Narcotics..." Captain Sharp chuckled amusingly. "As I said, Miss Elliott, I have no positions...

A delightful and erotic journey back to the New Orleans we remember from growing up, complete with jazz and shemales of all kinds. Our heroine is an up and coming jazz artist who appears as the Dis-n-Dat Kid, but the lovely transvestites of Buck 'n' Al's bring her brand new adventures and romance of a different kind. Adventure and sexy encounters abound!

"Now listen good, neither of us was ever well treated by men. We grabbed you as insurance that our loan application would get a favorable review. We didn't know you'd be leaving the bank. Fortunately for us, whether or not the loan goes through, your lottery winnings will provide for us very nicely indeed! You will be our silent partner so to speak, with the emphasis on the word 'silent'. You will also be working for us, though not in the capacity you have been used to in responsibility or...

"But Charlotte..." Bill said again.Charlotte was so absorbed in her work, and annoyed, quickly snapped back, "Oh shut up, Bill. Can't you see I'm busy with your hair? Sit up and shut up!"Bill didn't say another word as Charlotte worked away."Look darling, that's nice! Look at it and I'll put on the finishing touches." She went up to her room again; when she returned this time, she was holding a makeup set. With brushes and powder puffs, she set about making Bill's face up. He was scared...

He thought I was being coy. I sat sort of far away on the edge of the bed but he reached over, took my arm and pulled me in beside him with frightening ease. He pulled me down and I put my hands up defensively on his chest as his hairy leg touched mine. He kissed me hard and enthusiastically and I can't say that I really felt anything at all except that his muscled chest was very hard. His hands went about my waist and then touched the bare tops of my thighs and I squirmed at that. "This is...

"...Here, isn't this lovely?" She was holding up a blouse, still on its hanger, for my inspection. A tremor of fright ran through me, because I knew what she was about to do. The b.ouse was pristine white with a 'V' neck and small pearl buttons down the front. It had rectangular lace inserts down the front on either side and long, sort of blousing chiffon sleeves, with heavy white silk cuffs."That's lovely!"n I said with a dry mouth and I forced myself to feel the chiffon sleeves between my...

The clerks in the department store were amused and smiled when told why I was to be the purchaser of women's clothing. Betty gave the full details, the reasons and length of time I was being subjected to this punishment. The salesladies became very involved and brought many dresses, skirts, blouses, and sweaters for me to model. With each outfit, I was ordered to come out of the dressing room and into the store area, where there was a three-sided mirror, to be inspected by Betty and the...

As Alan stirred uneasily on the narrow bed he was unaware of the intense scrutiny that was being directed toward is body - a body encased in a tight corset and a filmy, almost transparent, black nylon nightgown that covered him from his neck down to his ankles. A garment that did little to hide the fact that his body had been radically altered in the last four weeks.Christine grinned malevolently as his eyes began to flicker open and then shut again as if he was afraid to leave the cocoon of...

I was thinking about the maid's remark, 'run if you can'. A two story jump was not something I wanted to risk at this point. Next to the bed was a small, white, four-drawer dresser. On the other side of the window was a whit vanity with a lighted makeup mirror. A treadmill was between the vanity and the wall facing the corner of the room. The closet on the opposite wall was large but empty.I opened the notebook on the vanity and opened the bag to find a pair of pink running shoes and six pairs...

On a rare day off, Joanie and I spent a dreamy day shopping for new clothes, new jewelry and fresh makeup. She taught me a lot about shading my eyes for different effects glamorous or demure, depending on how, I, Christine, wanted to appear. It was a new idea that I took to hungrily. To think that I could manipulate other people with my femininity was a thrilling idea and, with Joanie's encouragement, I was shameless for a little while. Once I went out without a bra, encouraged my Joanie, but...

Just when Tracy thinks things couldn't get any stranger, a woman appears who claims to be his fairy godmother and proclaims that everything is going to be alright. Things do get better, but also completely unreal with castles and servants and a prince charming and... of course, someone has to be the princess!

E.B. Stevenson brings us three stories of emerging womanhood: In Discovering Stephanie,  Stephanie comes out to her family. The Emergence of Christy, details the transformation of Christy; she has a supportive boss who becomes her boyfriend. In The Arrival of Angela, Amber has a hard time adjusting to the fact that her brother, Andy, is becoming her sister, Angie. But others are more than supportive...

My guy took my hands and pulled me tight to him. Donna was away in the ladies and all I felt was panic. The guy was really strong and he directed m in a spin as I had directed Joanie and I felt myself going with it. Then he twirled me back and I was dancing with a man, taking the girl's part.I blushed and blushed and could only look down, at my dainty girlish shoes, stockinged feet and the tight vinyl on my legs. Worse, of course, were the two mounds on my chest, sticking out in front of me...