Philosophers have pondered whether life imitates art or art imitates art for centuries. For Bob, it's the former; he reluctantly agrees to play a female part in a play his wife is directing. Circumstances conspire to keep him in dresses until he finds himself living as a woman 24/7. Luckily, his wife loves  the new Linda every bit as much as she loved Bob, even more, perhaps.

Robert is a shy boy that the more rowdy boys, including Brad, like to pick on. The joke's on Brad, though, as he doesn't realize that the lovely Karen, the girl he is dating, is actually Robert's alter ego. Tina, a new girl in school, befriends both of them, not realizing that they are one and the same. Over time, things progress and Tina becomes more than a friend to the beautiful boy/girl.

Christopher is a musical genius, but unfortunately no one else appears to have noticed. Well, almost no one! The girl living in the apartment next door discovers his talent, and decides he is exactly what she needs in her band. It's an all-girl band, but a little thing like that isn't going to stop her.

Marc works for a secretive organization known as The Firm. In his private life, he is a cross dresser. He should have realized that the Old Man, his boss, would know all about his little hobby. Far from using it against Marc, the Old Man uses it to help The Firm bust an international arms dealer. Suddenly, Marc is faced with the biggest decision of his life - is getting to be Marcia full-time worth risking his life?

Marvin has an abiding interest in women's clothing. Nothing all that unusual about that. When he enters a women's boutique in the Haight-Ashbury section of San Francisco, he couldn't possibly know that the proprietor runs an odd sideline. Before he knows it, Marvin is living as a woman in the possession of a dominant female who has, shall we say, unusual taste in her slaves. Soon, he is hers, body and soul.

At first the excitement of moving around the room and examining himself in the mirror were more than enough to keep Brad entertained The crushing bite of the corset, the sibilant hiss of the silk petticoats as he walked, the tight but unsteady grip of his narrow boots and the heavy swing of his beribboned hair all conspired to make him acutely aware of his feminized predicament. Waves of pleasure swept through him as he took the time to enjoy this extended visit with womanly attire. Normally...

Monday of the next week started off similarly as the week before had begun, although I did not have any soreness from the shots to contend with. Nevertheless, there was a sensitivity in my chest under my prosthesis to remind me. It had arisen the week before and was both pleasant and irksome. This time, however, when I left the apartment, I had my purse slung over my shoulder. I did have some pockets in the outfit I wore, but all of my sundries, including my makeup were now deposited in my...

Lying there on the bed, I watched Gracie dial another number. Oh God no, it was Mark's phone number. I heard Gracie tell him that I was ready to be picked up and taken to the clinic. I tried to move. Gracie, who was watching me, sat down on the bed and began stroking my hair. "Don't worry Allison," she told me. "Mark said when all this is over, I could have you forever."Able to move just a little my eyes narrowed just enough to let her know I was pissed. She kept reassuring me I wouldn't feel...

"I'm not wearing these clothes because I want to," I began saying slowly, "I'm wearing them because all my clothes are gone. And it's only temporary." "Temporary or not, you're stuck with them. As long as you wear them, she went on, "you should wear them properly. Honor them a little." "But I'm telling you , it's not my choice to to wear them," I tried to explain. I just couldn't seem to make her understand. "You know, every woman in the world could say that," she replied."What do you mean?" I...

"Smart girl, Jane," his wife gloated with satisfaction. "It's obvious that you are starting to understand your place in this household. As a reward, I'm prepared to remove your gag so that we can continue our conversation in a more productive way. Would you like that?"Jack wasted no time in emphatically nodding his head. At last something that would help to reduce his misery and even better a chance to talk Abigail out of some of this madness. Surely she would be more amenable to reason, not...

The first dress I tried on was a tight fit, so I took it off before I got it all the way on. The second dress fit me perfectly and I got it on all the way and done up behind my back. Then I stuck my head out of the dressing room to check for other customers before I stepped out to look in the mirror. It was a lovely dress on me and I like the fit too. I would take it. I went back into the dressing room and changed into the second dress, a pullover style with a cowl neck and long, snug fitting...

"I am scared, what if someone would recognize that I was not a girl? What would we do and what would happen? Please, can we just return to the motel?" I pleaded. "Nonsense, you look pretty and quite feminine. Just talk inm a whisper and relax. No one will know anything. You are what you seem, an attractive girl attending the movies with a girlfriend," Bonnie reasoned, calming my nerves. She had convinced me everything would be all right. Leaving the safety of the car, we walked to the ticket...

I could not believe how I was being transformed. My clean shaven legs, encased in mylons and heels, gave me a nice set of womanly legs. The stuffed bra and waist nipper had changed my body showing a narrow waist thus adding a little more to the hip line, while a clean-shaven face showed little trace of masculinity. Except for a slight amount of hair on my chest and light hair on my arens, I was looking very similar to Betty.

"Shut up," she said. "I'll do the talking."I shut up. So much for self respect, I thought. This was one time when I especially didn't want to upset her.She continued, "You're going to be one hot little number, aren't you?"I assumed she meant it when she told me to shut up so I didn't answer."You're going to be my hot little number. You've going to turn everyone on all day with your sexy legs, round ass and big tits, but none of them are going to get to have sex with you but me.""You're going...

"I have a date to go to church on Sunday and I haven't a thing to wear Mom!" She smiled then."I take it that a man's suit is still out of the question here?""I was thinking of a new dress. It's been months since I bought myself a new dress and I don't have anything suitable for wearing to church. I thought I'd go out and see what I can find.""Any place you're planning to look dear?""I thought Julia's would be a good place to start. Care to come along?""I thought you'd never ask! I would love...

"...you will now answer to the name of Candy. If you don't there will be hell to pay and you're already in enough trouble."Gulping nervously, Chuck could only stare at the blond who had just spoken, It was the girl from the park, the last one that he and Larry had dragged into the bushes so they could rape her. A strangled sob made him gag in apprehension as the full implications of his situation bore down on him with an uncomfortable weight. He had been apprehended and was at the mercy of...