Lazily, I wondered, I liked girls, but needed a boy for marrying purposes. Would it be possible to make a boy into something more acceptable to me? Gentler? More feminine? Would it be possible to have him docile and well  behaved, ALL the time, the way that all were before being handled? I thought of how Rayburn had to be milked twice. Certainly didn't want to get into the habit of multiple handlings. When I'd given him the apron, he'd protested - but weakly, as if he...

Half an hour later the two girls greeted Ruth's mother as she came home from work. Her warm smile and matter of fact greeting suggested that Chessie, a boy wearing and looking good in girl's clothes and makeup, was not something suspect. Chessie realized Ruth's mom was accepting her at face value. "Well, hello Chessie. Really so nice to meet you. Ruth's told me so very much about the new boy in school. I really didn't think anyone could be quite as talented as Ruth said you were. Now I see...

"Shana, you don't know what you're saying." He shakes his head again, goes to the counter for more coffee. "Look at what you're wearing, sweety. I picked it out for you. Red silk lounging pajamas. They look good on you. The pullover top is more feminine than masculine, the bottoms are kind of unisex. And there's nothing wrong with that. I think you should get more into the role, con­sciously being what you already are subconsciously." "And just what do you mean by that?" he demands. "Exploring...

Shana leans closer, face at his hair. He feels her breath on his ear. "We'll talk about this later. Tell me more about the two boys who flirted with you in the park today." She rubs the slick dildo along his hardness. "It was nothing." "Were you flattered?" Shana works his cock slowly, waits but he says nothing. She squeezes his cock, prods his balls with the blunt tip of her dildo. "Tell me." "I was scared." "Why?" She resumes masturbating him. "The way they were looking at me. Afraid I might...

Mona told me, "I certainly don't want to feel like I'm forcing you to wear a nightgown! I'm just trying to help you out within the confines that you put upon us." "Oh no Mona, please," I replied, being expertly manipulated again. I could only think to answer, "I actually like the nightgown - it's just hard to admit to a woman, or I wouldn't be wearing it. I just feel silly and embarrassed wearing it in front of you." My thought processes had really slowed and I was having trouble thinking my...

Mona kept me fairly busy most of that morning and kept finding reasons for me to walk and bend, which in heels would have been tiring in itself, but as I had to move pressing my thighs together, would have eventually exhausted me. However, since I was taped and that was holding me in, I did not have to exert the same effort as I might have otherwise. Mona had no idea I was taped in place and was betting that something would fall out and embarrass me and lead me to beg to exchange my pants for...

As I lay on the examining table, the implants were inserted. When that was finished I was moved to a more comfortable operating table - actually more like a dental chair than a table. With the move I started to get quite dizzy and a bit nauseous, which subsided as soon as I sat down again. But it foreshadowed things to come, all well planned by Aunt Mona. My face was injected with the local anesthetic which was given time to work and then Doctor Michele begun to change my face. I felt no pain,...

Mona then looked at me and I know I had to answer. Although we had played this game before, with all the new feminine experiences of the day I was a bit in shock, especially after being told this was going to continue indefinitely. All I could manage was, "I don't know what to say..." But Mona finished for me, "You're just so appreciative and happy you are at a loss for words. How nice! Why I can see that you are almost crying you are so happy!" Then she came over and gave me a big hug and I ,...

"Do you really want to remain a girl forever, under Mona's care and protection?" Mary asked. I almost did, I thought, it was such a sensual state. With Mary's recent go ahead, I was beginning to truly love everything about it, my new body, my clothes, my activities, my friends and most of all my safety and protection with few, if any, reservations. But Mary continued, "Because if you do, Mona's plans for the next step in your evolution will be the removal of this," she pointed down to my...

As promised, Mrs. Hanover helped with my return to being a man ond once back to my natural or almost natural state, my girl self left the company and my boy self was given that job. I was presented as my own twin brother and no one was the least bit suspicious, or if they were, they said nothing. In any case either as a girl or a boy most of the staff were far happier with me than they had been with Robin. I "instantly" fell in love with Mary and we were soon married, destined to raise a...

Ron, a shy young man, ends up working for the beautifully polished Ms. Liz Forrester as her personal assistant. Her business is placing qualified women in executive positions and is quite lucrative and staffed entirely, until now that is, by women. It is curious that she has chosen Ron to be her PA and break that tradition, but she apparently has plans for him. It begins with a weight reduction program and a wardrobe make over so he can also present a "polished" look to her clients.

An extremely sexy story of a man, slowly dominated by his wife and her associate, turning him into their feminine plaything.

His pulse races and he feels feverish, doesn't know why. Yet he is aware of a vague atmosphere of excitement. She looks into the bathroom and his eyes follow hers. On the tile floor, near the commode, is a pair of pantyhose and shiny gray panties. His throat is dry and he wants to speak but doesn't know what to say. Meredith leans down, busses his cheek, the touch feathery, tickling his skin. "I'm meeting clients this evening, took a shower and changed." ...

Which was really put to a test when she produced Pinkie’s large, wide pink collar and snapped her leash on it. “I got this at Bark & Meow, and look I even saved Pinkie’s dog tag,” She said, and before I could say anything she had it on me and buckled. “Now here’s what’s interesting. When I picked it out the woman said, ‘Are you sure this is for a dog, it’s one of our biggest collars.” “I don’t know what you mean,”...

Upon his losing a weight loss bet to his wife, she forces him into a tight restricting corset, followed by a complete change into female lingerie and clothing, including a red silk evening dress and high heels. Then after he was forced to walk to the mall the local beautician finds him and with his wife’s permission continues the transformation at her beauty parlor, forcing him to undergo a complete beauty makeover and ear piercing. Then being forced to purchase a skirted bathing suit for his...

In the second book, John, now Janice, experiences life as a waitress and them as a cocktail waitress before becoming his wife's sissy shemale wife. and then finds his place in life in his office as the new girl assistant. He is completely feminized and under his wife's control and the control of the woman who continue to help him become the girl of his wife's dreams. Along the way he shamefully finds out that he enjoys his new clothing and lifestyle, which he finds to be somewhat of a turn on...