Dating Game by Stella Satin, in which a small man signs up for a program that is supposed to improve his chances of getting a date. The technique is nothing he ever could have imagined. Stacy’s Room by Rosie, a young man goes to visit his girlfriend, but in order to stay in her apartment, her roommate enforces more and more stringent rules of the dress code kind. Invasion of Privacy by Maureen Glasgow, two women break into a mansion owned by a rich man and proceed to introduce him to...

I opened the top drawer of my mother’s dresser. I picked up the bar of perfumed soap and held it too my nostrils. It smelled so sweet and so good. I set it aside and picked up her slip. I held the soft fabric to my face. I loved the feel of the soft nylon tricot against my skin. I put the slip on the bed and went back to my room and undressed. When I came back I put the slip on. I felt a shiver of excitement as I walked to the closet and stood in front of the full-length mirror on the closet...

“Oh my, aren’t you just the cutest thing! Go ahead, put some on I can’t wait to see how you will look.” I froze. Standing in the doorway was Marcie with a big grin on her face. “I thought you would be at the mall,” I squeaked in a terrified voice as I put the lipstick back. “I’m sure you did,” she laughed again. “…Not as easy as it looks is it?” I took off the half slip and put it back in mom’s dresser. As I turned to face her she was standing in the doorway with a mischievous grin on her...

A boy with strong feelings of femininity grows up on Montana;s macho world of cowboys, wranglers, cattle and pickup trucks. In his senior year he forgoes a trip  to Florida over spring break and travels to California to see a gender therapist. He subsequently moves there to continue seeing her. Shortly (s)he is contacted by a state investigator who is looking into his therapist's practice. He agrees to co-operate with her as he begins his transition. After finishing his cosmetology...

And so my wife, after giving Maria permission in front of her aunt to continue with my feminization... for the day or so I was supposed to have been there... she gave me a kiss and bid me goodbye and whispered to me, "Enjoy the time in your feminine finery. I know you will. And you can become as girly as you like dear... but just remember that I still expect one manly duty from you. And you know what that is." And her hand without notice patted my crotch. And I just kept telling...

And it was strange but I was finding that after a while, I was enjoying wearing that clothing. I was eventually provided with a few sets; with each new short and blouse set of a more and more feminine style. I found that I liked the stretchiness and give of the materials or the softness of the materials. It was strange that the blouse buttoned on the wrong side and them the next one had short puffed sleeves and no collar and the next was a pullover with a flared waist and a tie...

To begin with, women scared me. My mom was the only one who seemed to know what made me tick, but the aggressive types who were now finding ways to meet me? They were exactly what I wanted – but I had enough sense to stay away from them. I’d really looked at my grades – they were not good in any way, shape, or form. With them as they were, I might pass – but by the skin of my teeth. If you think I was dumb enough to pass up what was mysteriously being offered? Boy – you’re wrong again! ...

It was initiated by his wife Joan, her girlfriend and beautician Doris, and the proprietor of the local ladies Queen Size clothing store, Mabel. Joan and the girls just found it great fun to change John into Janice, a cute boy-girl, dress him completely as a girl, make him up as a girl, have him act as a girl and have him actually hold down jobs as a girl. While John at first did not like being subjugated as a girl, he learned to enjoy his new status and after a while he found his predicament...

I had been waiting my chance. The handcuffs weren’t too tight and I’d been clenching and unclenching my fist to make sure that my circulation wasn’t impaired. It wasn’t and if I had listened to the conversation between the three women, I’d been burning with shame and humiliation. I HAD to reaffirm my dominance over those sniggering females. I must admit that I’ve never been into physical violence – but they had just gone TOO far! Barbara had turned her back on me and I must admit that what I...

I knew all too well the picture I made as she left. While we'd searched for a ribbon, she'd gone into one of mummy's lingerie drawers and pulled a pair of lacy pink panties. "Here," she said. "Put these on. Can't have you walking about with no underwear. It's not ladylike."I hadn't argued, just slid them up my legs under by apron as she beamed her approval. So there I stood in my swirling, feminine apron, satin panties on my derriere, my hair braided into a plait and tied with a large pink...

If I had thought that there was nothing left to embarrass me, I was wrong. She carried me into the bathroom and washed my face with cool water and removed the slight swelling around the eyes. Then, she carried me into the bedroom and had me put my baby dolls on again.I protested when she led me over to the bench in front of the mirror, but it was futile. "I'm not putting on much, so SHUT up!" she said casually, starting to apply makeup to my face.She was true to her word. Didn't put a great...

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Gender TransformationAdult Sexual Themes

Gender TransformationAdult Sexual Themes

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