"You mean you're serious about this whole switch thing?"She looked him straight in the eye."Yes Helena, dear, I am deadly serious! What we saw could condemn us to death. Doing wht he did, he probably has connections to the underworld. We are likely to have both the police and his underworld cronies after us. We'll have to be constantly on guard. By the time we leave here you must be Helena and I must be Tom!"

Jenny's stylist had a cancellation. With that opening Jenny pointed to me asking her how she thought I would look in a spiral perm. Quickly she replied how much fuller and bouncier it would be rather than lying flat as it now did.Jenny reached into her purse for two twenties handing them to the stylist as she pointed to me saying. "My treat!"I started walking for the door uttering, "No thanks, not for me."The stylist locked her arm in mine turning me back toward her chair. She sweetly said...

He could not believe what he was seeing reflected back at him. He knew his mouth was hanging open because he could see it in the mirror, but it had rich inviting full red lips attached to it. Slowly his hand sneaked up to touch lightly o his cheek. It was his face all right, even if he couldn't feel it through all that gunk she had covered it in. "Like what you see don't cha!" he heard as Belinda returned. His mouth snapped shut with an audible click as he turned to face her. "I thought you...

From Mother's Girl "So what do you think of him?" asked Mom, smiling gleefully. "It all started with my using Doug to help me with the hem of that new frock I'm turning out but it's impossibly difficult to do one's own hem and get it right so I simply HAD to have a model - for a price, mind you, he's costing me a small fortune," this last, teasingly. "Anyway one thing led to another and voila, I transformed a son int a daughter. I did so wish Doug had been a girl; the layette I had was...

"There's your answer, you damn bitch," he shouted. "I may be called Renee, and I may be wearing heels and a corset, but I'm not damned sissy. Yes, girls turn me on. You turn me on, Monica, and so does Madame. I may have to do my time in dresses and tresses, but I like girls." Monica stepped back, holding her hands to her mouth. Edmonds stepped through the door."Is our Miss Renee being difficult Monique?" he asked loftily. "Madame has authorized restraint should he prove difficult.""Yes...

From that moment on Charles Junior had become Feminique. She thrived in her new position, with her new wardrobe and her new duties. Mimeaux called up Renee's shop but found that the girl no long worked there but that a young lady, only fifteen, would be available to assist Madam Cropton. Soon all of Charlotte's uniforms were tailored for Feminique.Now Mimeaux was happiest for she truly loved her new daughter while she had always detested and disrespected Charles Senior. ...

"Very good - I'm lucky to have such cute little cooks! Anyway, are you taking my dictation Andy? Good - let's start with me. I'm the Mother and will do the following things: make the living, make the financial decisions, and worry about the future. Next comes the Daughter, Diana. She's not here but I can speak for her. It's her job to study hard, get good grades and graduate. Next comes the House Hubby - that's you, Jessie. Your job is to keep a nice house for me - that means cleaning it and...

"We did all we can for you, sweet cakes. You ain't no new boy, anymore, ya a ghetto gal, fer sure. It's like we promised you when ya joined the gang. We promised that you could have our protect until you lost your uppity smart ass boy ways and we helped ya to fit in with the rest of the gals here. We done it, so you're on your own, baby." Amy warned as she hald blacked my way so the others could go ahead.

The woman introduced us to Mrs. Smallwood, the owner of the store. "Mrs. Smallwood, these ladies are interested in seeing some of our special garments," she said. Then she left.Mrs. Smallwood looked at each of us. "And which of you is interested in my speciality?"Neither of the others said anything and I guess my deep blush gave me away. "You needn't be embarrassed. You are really quite beautiful, my dear." She walked around me and studied me for several minuets quite closely. "You have a...

Looking at my reflection in the full length mirror, I was astounded to see that I not only was attractive, but I would have liked to date a girl who looked as good as I did them. The only problem was, wearing these things gave me a perpetual hard on, and I hoped it didn't show."Okay, let's go downstairs and see if Eleanor agrees that you are as attractive as I believe you are. I'm almost jealous of your appearance, and when your hair grows out a bit, we'll be able to make you more...

If the shopping experience was an emotional shock to his system, his return home was worse. As he surveyed his room and its feminine contents, the inescapable reality of his new existence hit him full force. Everywhere he gazed he saw feminine finery and lacy frills. It was painfully obvious that his mother and aunt intended him to become a very feminine young lady.

"Girls don't do that here." (said Aunt Jo)"Girls, what do you mean?" (said Bobby)"Well look at yourself. You don't look like a boy do you?""But i am a boy.""Not here you aren't. You don't have any boy clothes for one. For another there's the way you acted last year. I won't have that behaviour in my home and your mother told me that keeping you petticoated changed you. Well, that's fine with me. You are young enough to stay petticoated and undetected until you go home. Now, it can be just our...

Now that I had embarked on this new life, I found that I was addicted to sexiness. I adored the short skirts and high heels - I practically never wore flats - tops which showed some cleavage, red nails, full make-up, flowing hair. Mother was amused that even if I was hanging around the house for some time I always took time over my appearance. But I went out every day, even if only to browse the shops or go to a movie. I was very aware of the admiring glances of men and boys and enjoyed them...

From The Training Bra..."As difficult as this is for you. I think you must try your best to make ago of it. I will know pretty much what is going on and I will try to keep things from getting too bad. I have asked the faculty to ignore your appearance and not to comment on it or otherwise add to your embarrassment. Mr. Bramson notwithstanding. Coaches are like that. It's part of coaching. If you can ignore the taunts and the ragging, try to get along with Kenneth and help him out. I think you...

From Penance in Pumps:It had been a hard day, and it wasn't over. After I crawled back from the bathroom, I hoisted myself up on the big fluffy bed, pulled a lace edged pillow underneath my head and felt like escaping my predicament for a while. I did. I dozed off almost immediately. It was the only relief I could think of.As I dozed off my mind was still spinning with the questions of how I could live for the next ten weeks with my heels five inches above the floor. The last dreadful thought...

Over two weeks had passed and "Gene" had not worn a stitch of male clothing. Of course, there was probably none in the house to wear, so he decided his adventure had begun."He" had to put all concepts of "Gene" our of "his" head, at least for the summer. Come what may, Regina must bow to her fate and yield to the wishes of the powerful women influencing her life. It was her only hope for freedom.