By the time they graduated from high school and were in college, the two decided to do something about their situation. They began to acquire female clothing, wigs and makeup.and joined a transgender group in Nashville. There they met others who also felt out of place and "lost" in their born gender. And the learned how to dress properly and how to apply makeup to create the woman they knew themselves to be.After some practise, Angela and Kelly began to go out in public with some of their TS...

It was like a religious experience to Brandon as she stood before the mirror; it would be an experience never to be forgotten. And there she was, in the flesh! The impossible become certain. The family resemblance was uncanny. She could have been Gakem his older sister, and yet... it was he, Brandon, as if male hormones ad never worked theire damage, the corruption. Younger and prettier than Gale, she giggled as her hands stroked cheeks unblemished by whiskers; cheeks that were both soft and...

Clothing was laid on Miss Madeline's bed. "Albert, I have selected the most delicious items for you to wear."Albert sat on the edge of the bed. Miss Madeline slid delicate stockings up over his legs. Next came white starched pantaloons, long knee-length underwear that was adorned with the sweetest eyelet lace. Albert pulled them up over his hips. Miss Madeline matched these with a snow white camisole. Albert slid with ease into his new feminine undergarments. The corset was next. Perhaps a...

Rachel wheeled into the lean-to next to the apartment that hel such vivid memories. She closed the car door gently so as not to disturb Henn, and went inside. Standing in the bedroom doorway, the magic of that night so long ago came back to her. The passion that hid the shock of Reeve's death, the purpose and commitment and the sexual response. It was all there. "The stories these walls could tell," she thought.

"I think I would like to grow a beard someday." "I don't care about later. For now I don't want you to wear one and shaving will only make it worse. Electrolysis can control it better. Aso Tracy, I would like you to let your hair grow out a bit more. It's too neat and perfectly masculine as short as it is now." "You want me to look more like a girl?" "No. I want you to look less attractive to other girls. I know the real you and I'm in love with thereal you so it won't make any difference to...

Johnny / Jenni, I'm going to diagnose you as being transsexual. Since you are just twelve years old, you're the youngest person I'm ever had to confer this diagnosis on. I'm going to set you up with an endocrinologist for hormone therapy. Then, after sufficient time has passed that you can adjust to living comfortably in the role of a girl, we can set you up with a surgeon and make plans for surgery. However, we will need your aunt's consent before we can start hormone therapy and facilitate...

"Damn it all, Carla, it's me, Hank!" But he kept backing away from his girlfriend who seemed to be on the edge of screaming."I don't know who or what you are but you're not Hank!" Her eyes wide, the cords knotted on her neck as she stood there in her tattered bathrobe, her back to her cluttered desk. "You're..." She looked up and down that impressively stacked figure and that oversexed face as if any one of those features would discount this stranger's claim. "Hank's over six foot!" she spat...

"Shut up," she said. "I'll do the talking."I shut up. So much for self respect, I thought. This was one time when I especially didn't want to upset her.She continued, "You're going to be one hot little number, aren't you?"I assumed she meant it when she told me to shut up so I didn't answer."You're going to be my hot little number. You've going to turn everyone on all day with your sexy legs, round ass and big tits, but none of them are going to get to have sex with you but me.""You're going...

Wouldn't you know it but it wasn't five minutes before the phone started ringing. I nearly jumped out of my skin, watching through a haze as Stacy picked it up to say hello."It's for you Mare," she handed me the phone"Hello," my feminine voice sounded a bit tinny. All that practice was paying off. Was this what I wanted?"Hi," his deep voice was rich and alive and caused my heart to flip. "I've missed you," I could almost taste his physical presence. "I hope you're planning on being at the...

From A New Tomorrow - "What are you doing to me?" I asked, my voice close to panic."I suppose you could call it reeducation. You seemed confused. I thought that some intensive treatment might benefit you; clear away some doubts. We do this by flooding you with pure estrogen. I have also arranged, just for you, a little injection containing female hormones and donor female DNA taken from this young lady." She held up a 8x10 photo. "Her name is Juliet Parker, she is nineteen years old and as you...

Four short stories...Birthday - a special birthday story and its aftermath. Broken Leg or Not - a boy is treated for a broken leg, even though that might not be the case. Dad's Corset Design - a frustrated Thomas Edison and the consequences on himself and his son. Finally - Confused Military Orders - a young man whose military career took a very wrong turn. ...

I almost swooned as my mind tried to take in all that I saw and I asked myself just how the hell was I going to be able to exist and accept a body like this? For a 6'2" muscular boxer, living in the body of a fourteen year-old girl had been difficult enough, but this...I had coped well so far and not encountered too many difficulties; Lucy didn't have a boyfriend for a start. Okay so she had been interested in a boy called Scott, but I hadn't so much as had to kiss him. I had managed to retain...

August is a summery month in England. In 1940, though, it was not, as the Battle of Britain raged in the sky above. It's true that the morality of men and nations change at the time of war. What might ordinarily have been shocking, a man and a woman, unmarried, having sex, was ok if the man was in the forces. One never knew when one would die.There was no doubt by now, Hilda and I were feminine, in all ways, bar one. My breasts were developing nicely, while not as ponderous as Hilda's, which...

"I have a date to go to church on Sunday and I haven't a thing to wear Mom!" She smiled then."I take it that a man's suit is still out of the question here?""I was thinking of a new dress. It's been months since I bought myself a new dress and I don't have anything suitable for wearing to church. I thought I'd go out and see what I can find.""Any place you're planning to look dear?""I thought Julia's would be a good place to start. Care to come along?""I thought you'd never ask! I would love...

Transforming myself into an attractive and convincing woman female was fast becoming second nature to me. I was conversant with so many things that were "taboo' to the average male. Within a matter of minutes my male self had vanished completely, it was as if Andrew had never existed, I had become Emma again. ...I wondered how long it would take for Andrew to find the strength to resurface this time?I knew that there was a good chance that one of these days he would just fade away forever. ...

Herman hunched behind a work station, hit a few keys. "First step, a generic female body, no distinguishing features." He hit the key and the image on the screen changed. The silhouette was distinctly female though flat, no breasts. Broader hips and smaller waist appeared "Your actual skeleton, ah, places limits on the construct, though adding soft tissue is, ah, no serious problem" The figure developed decidedly female breasts, fuller butt cheeks but the waist narrowed only slightly more. ...