I must have fallen asleep or maybe I was in a trance or, as a scientist might say, an altered state of being. I was still naked and the book was still in it's case on my lap, but the candles had burned away and gone out. I blinked, then I moved. I knew at once that something had changed when a heavy lock of hair fell in front of my eyes; I looked down and couldn't believe what I saw. I had breasts; not male breasts, but full feminine ones with brown...

"Your price for security is your dependence upon me. As a child owes all to her parents, so you shall owe me. Without me, you will be helpless. You shall be devoted to me as a dependent. Your every action shall depend on my reaction. My voice is your conscience, as your soul belongs to me. Therefore you are mine to do with as I see fit." Angleo's mind spun with her words. "These are my terms. And knowing them, you have no choice but to accept. For I desire them of you. You, as my chattel,...

I could hear people chatting, but I could not move. I saw and felt everything. I was in a trance, laying in a hospital bed connected to all kinds of machines. I could hear the nurse to the right of me talking about hanging hear about this procedure. She explained to the other nurses that when they were done, all I will have is a small little stub, the size of my thumb. The nurses were giggling... They were all so excited to do this procedure on me. "What the heck is...

With this order, Hazel found himself stumbling after her on the high heels into the lounge where he began the first phase of training as a maid while Mrs. Knox began with the fundamentals of posture and breathing before teaching Hazle how to walk, turn, and sit in a lady like fashion. Once Hazel had the basic idea of these, she dropped a book on the floor and asked him to pick it up. When he bent over from the waste to do so she suddenly stepped behind him, flipped up his dainty short skirts,...

"Yes dear I made an appointment for you on Saturday at my hairdresser. She told him and he didn't know at that time the difference between a barber and a hairdresser, and these were the early signs of when his life would begin to change, in ways that he could never imagine.  As he walked out he saw himself in the mirror and couldn't see where they had taken any of at all. The long tresses now had a spiral curl in them and his eyebrows were not just neatened up as the beautician was...

As Coop spoke, Gedeon pulled on a pair of black leather gloves and began checking in and around the bed, then the bedside table drawer. "You must think me some kind of fool, Chloe. Is that what it is?" he asked, this time looking inside and rummaging in the Coop's purse. It took a few seconds of Coop's vodka-addled brain to realise he had just been referred to as Chloe. He looked up and saw that Lebedev was now brandishing a gun in his direction. "Ah! Who would have thought that his infamously...

"Look, I can't help wondering if you haven't got me muddled up. People see to think I have been to your country before and you seem to suggest you know me though I swear I have never seen you. And I have all these terrorists or whatever they are, chasing after me for something I know nothing about. If I am, somehow, the one you think I am, then I need answers, I need things explained to me because, right now, Sir, I think I am going out of my mind."...

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...

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...

"Lord and Lady Wharton are waiting on you," said Eloise, turning down the bed, allowing me to see the pretty panites and short, frilly nightie that would arouse any man's passion for a wife dressed as such. "Enjoy the ride, my lady, and let me congratulate you on being a grannie now!" Ooo, I'll have to get even with her for that remark! Oh, but Eloise's choice of clothing, or lack thereof, was perfect for my husband. I felt like a girlie sex kitten again with my husband. He seized me as...

In my spare time I had continued to think about that blue warehouse. I decided to get a look inside before my surgery if for no other reason than to satisfy my curiosity.  There had to be something there, I just knew it in my gut. Maybe it was possible that woman's intuition had come with hormones? I ate dinner at the Hilltop Restaurant overlooking the river above the marina two nights the week before my surgery. The food there was as good as the food at the private club...

"It's so odd, isn't it?" Roberta said tentatively. "It's the ones who knew me before, and treat me like a girl now, who give me goose bumps all over. Mike had his arm about me when we went back to our table. Right in front of everyone, he put his hand on my hair like the other boys did with their girls. I was shaking all over. Harral asked me if my legs were tired since I was dancing in such high heels. Mike said he hoped not, as I had such pretty legs. He gave me a hug. I think...

By then I was wearing the undergarments I was supposed to wear for the production; the corset, the suspenders, the stockings, the French knickers. I never asked - and Clara never said - why I needed to wear all female undergarments, but she had implied that it was to help make me feel like a woman, so I would act more convincingly. I know there was more to it than that. For some reason, she really wanted me to embrace being female - she wanted the look to be total - she wanted me to feel like...

The cop took one last studious look at Tony, then put is hands on Tony's shoulders and slipped the dress down over them, down his upper arms, the still further until Tony's new breasts bounced out freely from the dress's confines. Now Tony really wished he had worn a bra. Tony felt his face starting to burn as the officer's large hands cupped each breast and began to massage them and roll them. Tony just stood as though frozen in fear, not moving as the officer continued to fondle hs assets....

I didn't even feel the needle penetrating my skin. Waves of drowsiness washed over me after a minute or so. I felt myself slipping into a semi-conscious state..."I want you to listen very carefully to me now, When you hear Amanda or anyone else refer to you as Terri, it will make you happy. the more you hear people calling you Terri, the more comfortable you will feel with the name. The more you hear people calling you Terri, the more normal it will feel. Greg will begin to feel like a strange...

As the only other transgendered woman in the group, Cindy remembered her own reaction, a stunned "Oh my God" when she saw her female self for the first time, wearing a long green dress, black stockings, and black patent leather pumps. She hesitated in her response, trying to say the exact right thing. "You will always remember this moment, girl, cherish it. Ladies, let us give the young lady some time and space to revel in her feelings. Girl, join us when you are ready to take on the world as...