Elizabeth beamed. "Like I always say, if a woman shows her natural superiority, a male immediately recognizes this and does what he's told. Off you go then, dear. Make yourself useful!' And she patted me on the rear.Somewhat stunned by this new series of events, I followed Myrtle down into the kitchen. She marched into the larder, opened a cupboard door there and pulled out one of the lovely, feminine aprons so beloved of Mummy."Here you are... Sherry is it now" Get this apron around you, then...

My guy took my hands and pulled me tight to him. Donna was away in the ladies and all I felt was panic. The guy was really strong and he directed m in a spin as I had directed Joanie and I felt myself going with it. Then he twirled me back and I was dancing with a man, taking the girl's part. I blushed and blushed and could only look down, at my dainty girlish shoes, stockinged feet and the tight vinyl on my legs. Worse, of course, were the two mounds on my chest, sticking out in front of me...

On a rare day off, Joanie and I spent a dreamy day shopping for new clothes, new jewelry and fresh makeup. She taught me a lot about shading my eyes for different effects glamorous or demure, depending on how, I, Christine, wanted to appear. It was a new idea that I took to hungrily. To think that I could manipulate other people with my femininity was a thrilling idea and, with Joanie's encouragement, I was shameless for a little while. Once I went out without a bra, encouraged my Joanie, but...

"But Charlotte..." Bill said again. Charlotte was so absorbed in her work, and annoyed, quickly snapped back, "Oh shut up, Bill. Can't you see I'm busy with your hair? Sit up and shut up!" Bill didn't say another word as Charlotte worked away. "Look darling, that's nice! Look at it and I'll put on the finishing touches." She went up to her room again; when she returned this time, she was holding a makeup set. With brushes and powder puffs, she set about making Bill's face up. He was scared to...

"...Here, isn't this lovely?" She was holding up a blouse, still on its hanger, for my inspection. A tremor of fright ran through me, because I knew what she was about to do. The b.ouse was pristine white with a 'V' neck and small pearl buttons down the front. It had rectangular lace inserts down the front on either side and long, sort of blousing chiffon sleeves, with heavy white silk cuffs. "That's lovely!"n I said with a dry mouth and I forced myself to feel the chiffon sleeves between my...

The clerks in the department store were amused and smiled when told why I was to be the purchaser of women's clothing. Betty gave the full details, the reasons and length of time I was being subjected to this punishment. The salesladies became very involved and brought many dresses, skirts, blouses, and sweaters for me to model. With each outfit, I was ordered to come out of the dressing room and into the store area, where there was a three-sided mirror, to be inspected by Betty and the...

As Alan stirred uneasily on the narrow bed he was unaware of the intense scrutiny that was being directed toward is body - a body encased in a tight corset and a filmy, almost transparent, black nylon nightgown that covered him from his neck down to his ankles. A garment that did little to hide the fact that his body had been radically altered in the last four weeks. Christine grinned malevolently as his eyes began to flicker open and then shut again as if he was afraid to leave the cocoon of...

This is definitely a comedy of errors. James is from a remote part of Canada and has traveled to the big city, Toronto, to make his way in the world. He's met by his cousin, Krista, who takes him on her shopping errands. A quick swipe of lipstick to smooth his chapped lips and one person after another mistakes him for a young woman and soon his appearance really matches their perceptions. Ah but there is much more to it that that.

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.

When a businessman casts his eyes upon his secretary, her slender body and beautiful face enchants him. Little does he know that she has her eyes on him, too, but for completely different reasons. A shopping trip to buy a gown for his wife turns into an adventure he could scarcely imagine.

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?