"So Mom? What did you teach Tiffany today?" Syn asked.I think that Mummy was a surprised as I was by Syn's openly calling me by my feminine name but we both ignored it. I sneaked a look at Syn and I could tell that she had been checking to see your reaction and was glad we'd shown none."Not a whole lot," Mummy said. "How to walk properly. Sit, talk, that kind of thing.""I noticed the change in her voice. Much nicer and softer," Syn said. "But I can't really say that I saw her walking. Didn't...

It was so different to walk in a short dress with my legs exposed all the time. My chest bounced, my hair bounced, and my dress bounced against me. My earrings jiggled against my neck; I felt less and less like myself as I took short steps in the high heels I had chosen. That was why I was swinging my dress and petticoats so much.We went through office passages' the provosts or office workers who looked at me almost all smiled at me. I shuttered inside. I had been so confident inte change room...

This was a place where men could be dressed as women and no one minded. I edged into the kitchen, my hands sliding up and down my vinyl skirt or nervously touching the hair of my wig; it seemed so strange to be 'dressed' in company. There were about eight TVs in the kitchen from all the parts of the Northwest and all ages and backgrounds. Gradually morfe arrived. The kitchen was the main focal point though some sat in the dining room and others in the front room.The party was actually a...

"I want him in the mermaid dress," she announced."What is a mermaid dress?" I asked."It's a strapless tapered sheath dress that becomes more sharply tapered the closer it gets to the floor and at the hem is a spray of netting that flares out. It does inhibit walking somewhat so be careful when you get out on the floor," answered Mrs. Holden.One of the attendants unzipped the powder blue dress and removed it from the hanger. She held it opth and I took it from her and stepped into it. I was...

I was going to be a prize cow, I thought bitterly, trying to smile as the Lord Protector led me forward and introduced me to the greater lords, the major notables, of the Protectorate of Carmichael. I curtseyed and curtseyed and smiled and smiled. My earrings bobbled as I bowed and my pony tail caressed my neck. I flushed as so may men stared at my bodice, so tight, and so revealing of two of my most distinct charms. I hated Lord Wharton, who almost drooled over my hand.An older man, a...

There were times she tried to talk to me about my dressing, bringing up odd subjects like the story of a man who came to London, couldn't find a job and so ended up dressing as a woman so could work as a barmaid. I didn't like to listen. I was confused and embarrassed by other people knowing of my habit and couldn't talk about it.On another occasion, I was in Marks and Spencer with my Mum and sister; it was the school holidays and we were shipping. My Mum had a basket and as we walked through...

Crossdressing isn't just for boys anymore. What do you call it when a sexy young lesbian decides that the best way to a girl's heart is for her to cut her hair short and put on some jeans and a boy shirt? She soon finds out that there's more than one girl who will fall for her faux boy act. No matter what you call it, the results are H-O-T.

"I had a talk with Alice. I outlined exactly what we wanted to do to her ex-husband. At first, she thought I was joking. It took me some time to convince her that not only was I not kidding but that we had done this exact thing to several men in the past."She was shocked, but I could see in her eyes that she was intrigued by the prospect of that abusive bastard spending the rest of his life in dresses and high heels. Soon, her skepticism was abating and I knew that she was going to agree to...

Doug was still laughing. "I'm sorry dude, but it's funny. Come on, it was a joke. Lighten up." Then Doug took a good look at his friend. "Hey dude, I take back everything I said before."What are you taking about?" Cam asked."About whe I said you were an ugly girl. You've not ugly at all. Not even plain. Dude, you are really cute." "Dude," said Cam with disgust. "That is not something that one dude wants to hear from another dude.""But it's true," said Doug, actually becoming slightly...

"Where are my other clothes?" I asked. "What other clothes? Everything you need is in your closet and dresser," She answered. "I mean my male clothes, my casual stuff. You know like my jeans, cotton socks and sneakers?" "Your casual clothes are the denim skirts in the bottom dresser drawer or the shirt dresses hanging in the closet. I suggest you wear a regular bra and panties underneath. You will find them in the top drawer where your men's underwar used to be. I would also suggest you were...

Diana worked on her computer, designing Freddy's new face. After two days, she called Mary into her office and showed her the complete body layout she planned for Freddy.Mary nodded her head, then asked, "Diana, don't you think her boobs are rather large for a teenage girl?""No I want that to be the focal point of her body, and no one will mistake her as a male." It was agreed that Dulce Sweet should be called over right away.They showed the body design planned for Freddy. She really looks the...

"Yes. It is terrible when people misunderstand us, isn't it?" She smiled soothingly. "Luckily for me, I'm the psychologist in our family and can wee where Hill maked her mistake. All time ans she though you wanted to be a girl!""Thank you Jrus. Jansen! Thank you! It's so nice and comforting to..." I started."When it's SO obvious that you're a male submissive. I can see where Jill made her mistake. But that's all you really want, isn't it?""Huh? You lost me I'm afraid ma'am," I said."Silly us!...

Before starting my new appointment at Berkeley, I worked during the summer of 1982 teaching English at the Rainbow, School for Girls, an all-girls school which openly welcomes transsexual girls. I taught one class in English composition; I had one pre-op transsexual among my students. She had her own counselor. I was reading more and more literature on transsexualism for my own benefit. I continued to feel that the girl of my dreams was a genetic female; I still didn't have enough experience...

Tony drove a low seated, bright red Aston Martin. I had to get down so low that my slitted skirt parted to show off my short black silk slip and the dark tops of my stockings. Tony just smiled as I wriggled to pull my skirt down while the neighbors at their upstairs windows got a good look up my skirt. I tried to frown at his smirk but I'm sure it looked more like a pout. I couldn't get my high heels right and had to wriggle even more to kind of sit side-saddle."You look gorgeous," said Tony...

Suddenly Miro looked very solemn, stern. "Do you know what a transvestite is?""Well, yes. Crossdresser. Right?"MIro frowned and Meg thought she had answered incorrectly.I've been a she-male sissy for a number of years now. I'm ready to have a gender reassignment, which is quite expensive. I'm about to move from transvestite to transsexual. Do you need what that means?" She cupped Meg's chin and turned the astonished girl sideways to face her. "It means I'm not a girl like you think. I'm a man...

"What's going on?" I asked with concern as Ann approached me with a malicious grin on her face."Just relax sissy boy, and put these on!" she commanded as she tossed a red satin bra, panty, and garter belt on the bed."Now just a minute..."Before I could say any moire, she grabbed my arm, pulled me forward, twisted me around and pushed me down on the bed. She was incredibly strong for a girl. I felt helpless to resist as she pulled my underpants down around my ankles and slipped them off."You...