How did she know he was getting ready for bed? It was that time of night, probably just a coincidence. Nevertheless, he found the gossamer nightie with matching bra and panty and put them on. He fitted the short wig over his head again. He went into the bathroom to brush and floss his beautiful teeth. Returning to his new bedroom, he slid between the cool slippery sheets and turned out the lights. The erotic tension of the day slid into sharp focus as Brandon squirmed in ecstasy between the...

The coming operation stayed on Stan's mind through the rest of the day and all of the day after. He didn't want to discuss it with anyone even though Lance and Kate were both really interested. He was more interested to know laura's thoughts on what he was doing. Would she think it made him less of a man? As it turned out, she thought it was great and couldn't wait to see the results. When Wednesday came Mike drove a very nervous Stan down to Manchester and waited during the surgery before...

The routine of life in the seminary went on -  classes, masses, rosaries, the liturgy of the hours, recreation, meals, sleep - but not a day went by where I failed to think of what Norbert would soon have in store for me. Sometimes I worried that what we were going to do would be a sin, but I tried to tell my worrying self to shut up. It would be beautiful - so beautiful, as Norbert had said, that it could not possibly be a sin. I imagined that Martin Luther must have started telling...

"Say hello to Thomas." The girl kissed me on the cheek. "He's pretending I'm still Thomas to shock you," she said. "I told him that I'm Ginny now, but he keeps pretending that he's forgotten, especially when he can embarrass someone." Desmond too her hand and paraded her in front of me. "This is the finished product of our factory," he said. "See how sinuously she walks on these impossible heels? Watch her hips wiggle unconsciously as she walks. See her hair swing down her back, and the...

Stan was so nervous he felt as though he could be sick. It was a surreal experience stepping outside the studio and out onto a public walkway fully dressed as a woman for the first time in his life, wearing a bra, panties, dress, heeled sandals and makeup all topped of with the wig. Kate and Laura lined an arm each with his as they walked. "We can't be referring to you as Stan all evening." Laura sensibly opened. "So I'm going to suggest that your feminine name is Stacey." Stan blushed as Kate...

Once Charley and I had finished that exchange, Fran had finished transforming Justin into Julie. He was in a floral print dress, brown stockings, white mid-heeled sandals and a long strawberry blond wig with heart-shaped earrings and a gold chain with a cubic zirconia pendant. "You're just gorgeous, girl!" Haley complimented. "Gorgeous enough to fool Missy and Tammy," Julie added. Just moments after Julie's transformation was done, Phoebe finished transforming Tim into Tiffany. He was in...

Two new stories from Dulci Daily... In Second Teenhood, aging Gary trying desperately to satisfy his sexually demanding wife while facing a declining libido, decides to revisit his teen years as a secret sissy, name Shari. When he does, his wife catches him in one or her nighties and leaves him. How does he move forward in his life now, and will he ever reunite with his wife? In A Farewell to Ass, a writer, who is also an extreme hater of women, contemplates suicide due to his declining libido...

I swallowed hard, causing the matrons to laugh at my blush. "What are you planning to do to me now, send me back to St. Vitus to have me made insane?" "Oh no, for that I am truly sorry,: the Duchess countered in shocked horror. "You will be allowed to continue as Charlotte. Why not." For the longest moment, I sat silently considering my past, seeing the utter reality of her simple remark, 'Why not?' "You cannot be anything but a woman, and you are very fortunate to be beautiful as well as...

"You look... different tonight," said Julie then. "I didn't recognize Mike, um. Michelle at all, even when I spoke to her. I wouldn't recognize you, either, Alexandra." "It was deliberate," Alexandra said in her newer, overtly feminine, sultry voice as she stretched in a womanly fashion on the seat beside me, me dressed in as womanish a style as 'she' was. "Susan Dancey and her friend will never know that I was there. Or know that Michelle was either. Not with this makeup on us. Not...

"I think I've been raped," Sarah (once Michael) said later that day as recovery became more apparent. Louisa's eyebrows shot up in surprise. "You'd better tell me." "I think it was a set-up," he said. "Karl was here with a makeup artist called Marty. We talked a little about the interview and had drinks with dinner." "Did you start the interview?" "I don't remember; I don't think so." Sarah rubbed her forehead. "It's all hazy. I remember feeling faint and being helped up to this room. It...

It was totally unfair, quite unsportsmanlike, and womanly! Only a woman would take fun in such a cat and mouse game of subtle cruelty. If ever I had been aware of my hand-me-down girls' clothes it wasn't until this moment when I was squarely placed between manly courage and all-too girlish actions. Could they really expect me, a Duke's son, to beg for permission to be trained a a dometic? 'Proper station' indeed! And did they actually intend to keep me here? "I shall not! I am not a girl,...

"You can earn more money at least," I told him sarcastically as Alex gave me a puzzled look. "The dates you go on as a girl." I said to him. "You'll be able to replace what you can't find by the end of the week, won't you?" Alex stared at me. "You could date like me as well," he said slowly, which stunned me all through by thin body, his eyes running up and down me as if judging what kind of girl I would be, "and make some money for yourself. You could do what I do just as...

I beckoned to Rosie to come and join us. "This is Rosie." Shyly, he stood and they embraced in a brother/sister sort of way. "Rosie is hereby appointed as your new drag nother, if that's what you want. Be sure, because once you start your apprenticeship with her, you have to stay to the end." "But I never wanted children," rosie blurted out, holding tightly onto his hand, with amusement in her eyes and shock in his. "Rosie, I'll be your best student ever." Anne said. " I never had a...

Stan saw me at once. His eyes bulged as he looked me over, and he grinned at me. Almost at once my panties started to bulge beneath my skirt in response. I could see that Stan was highly delighted with my looks. I wore a hippie headband, my round wire-rimmed glasses that could easily pass for girl's glasses, my favorite cream-colored see-through blouse, a long purple tie-dyed skirt, not loose enough to keep my rapidly burgeoning erection inconspicuous, and my nicest sandals, with purple socks...

This was a blonde who could stop traffic; cause an accident at fifty paces; and make the holiest think impure thoughts. She walked into the office, pushed the half open door, and sat in front of the desk. Harry watched. The low-cut top left very little to the imagination. This was a blonde that blondes might dream about becoming when they grow up. "I need some help." She said. Her voice was gruff and masculine. It didn't match anything he was seeing.  Harry's mouth opened and remained...

i didn't feel very brave right then. That night my dream came again, but this time it was different. it was almost as if my mind had rationalized all the things that I was committed to. This time, I knew I was the girl. No, that's not quite right. I knew I was playing the part of a girl, from my pretty toenails to my super long hair. I had the waist, the hips and the breasts. I had the nails and the earrings. I didn't know how I knew of how I imagined the feelings, but I was so...