"Guys, I have something to tell you about Stephanie. I am really starting to like her a lot, and I want to continue dating her." "What?" Brian asked. "Stephanie is a transsexual and has been living as a woman since she was nineteen. It doesn't bother me, but if it bothers either of you, I will stop dating her. She understands. Victoria sat silent for minute, thinking of the right answer. As the defacto leader of the family, she would play the decisive role. Victoria, however, did not rush to...

"You aren't planning on making me to out of the house like this, are you? Because if that's what you're planning, then you might just as well get a gun and shoot me, Jill. I won't go out looking like this," he warned her. "First of all, if I wanted to take you outside like this, trust me, you'd go. I wouldn't have to shoot you. All I'd have to do is let enough of the right people know about the New You. I think by the time they got done with you, you'd be begging me to shoot you," she told...

"I've noticed that your aversion to lingerie isn't as deep as it used to be. So this is my proposition. Just hear me out before you react." I braced myself for what was coming. But it still knocked me off my feet. "You wear lingerie that I give you." She laid her hand over my mouth, stopping me from going bonkers. I could not believe my ears. "You already are used to it. So that can't be the problem. You will write a report every day on how it feel, fits, and everything else you think about...

"Day dreaming about making love to a man?" asked Wesset then, making me break out of the stiff pose I'd been holding."Oh yes," I murmured to him and smiled. Well it was no use not admitting it to the old alchemist, was it? I did love to make love to my husband. I was his woman. And if Lady Sherrene had been a man once and now was a woman, well I'd follow in her high-heeled shoes as much as I could. I'd decided that. Oh Peveret, I begged him silently, please come home as quickly as you can....

"Do come in George, I've just to put my coat on. Be a gentleman and help me slip it on."Inspector George Bentley was lost for words as he saw this vision of womanhood standing before him. She was poured into that slinky black dress, all curves. How does she do that, thought George?"It's over there, George." Josephine was pointing at the black faux fur coat."What?" George Bentley was mesmerised by the woman standing before him. "Oh, coat, yes." He lifted it and took it to Josephine who turned...

"You look most delightful, my Lady Arrathee," said Undercaptain Peveret as he assisted me from the seachair. He was in a male, dress uniform, like Dowd, while I had to wear the short, swishy, black dress, padded in all the right places to make me appear to be the girl everyone now said I was. "I do believe you've passed the test I set for you, in a most exemplary way. There's not a man on this ship who'll question your femaleness, not your right to be acclaimed as a witch!""But they all...

Two nights later, Claudia looked dazzling as Stefano predicted, wearing a fuchsia party dress with matching gloves and satin pumps, but she paused at the entrance to the Casino de Monte Carlo. Her life had taken such a steep trajectory that she felt she could barely hold on. Only a year ago she had been Jim Hughes, college student and now she was Claudia Vittoria, wearing an expensive party dress that showed off her new cleavage and was poised to announce her presence to the world as an...

So, I come back to being in Andrew's arms.Strong arms, they were (and are). He is taller than I am, even when I wear heels. In order to reach my lips after our dance, he lifted me from the ground; as I say, I felt as if I floated in the air. I could feel his biceps bulge when I stroked one palm up and down his arm.His lips brushed mine, then, almost as if questioning, pressed. Mine parted and I touched his with the tip of my tongue. I felt him leaning forward, felt his tongue touch mine, then...

"Is this seat taken?" she calmly and belatedly asked."It is now," the big man smiled.I'm Cindy, Cindy St. Cyr," she said as she held out her hand. The man gently took Cindy's manicured hand in his big paw. "NIce to meet you, Cindy. I'm Tommy Bonham.""So what is a nice man like yourself doing in a place like this?""I'm hardly a nice man, and I'm looking for a bad girl.""That would be me," Cindy smiled."Good, now that we know that we are goth bad, maybe we can actually have a conversation. So...

Despite all the stitching in me, I wasn't allowed to miss any training sessions. In one of the makeup sessions, Stella took me to the side and dyed my real hair. She made it a platinum blonde and, after it was done, it was waved and styled and a weave was put into it. It was just as if I had my own long hair, like a woman.The other girls loved me and the way I looked and sounded. I was welcomed into womanhood just as Linda had been. I know I was blushing and so discomforted as my breasts...

"Besides , there's more I need to fix Can you wait here?" I nodded.  Eyes locked, she stepped another pace backwards, bent her knees and reached into a shopping bag she'd left at the side of the sofa. I heard a rustling of paper. "Close your eyes," she said. I felt her come towards me, felt her finger, now on the upper edge of the right bra cup, now slipping under. They something else, a brief chill, a slow shift of weight, half solid, half liquid, as the bra hugged it closer to my body....

Anne was in her nightie on the bed, Richard sat down next to her and put his arm around her. She could not speak. Her heart was no longer fully with him, as in the early days of their marriage - but she was still his wife, with all the duties of a wife, at it had indeed been far too long since they united. If Richard wanted her, she would do her best for him 0 even if she had to think of Jeannette to get excited for him! "We'll do it with dignity," he murmured, "for your sake." This was a code...

The third part of the erotic saga concludes with Norma, formerly Norman, being drawn further and further into his/her mother's web. Margaret is determined to make forbidden love. There is no step she won't take, no manipulation of her child she won't resort to to have her way with her gender-altered offspring. As beautiful as Norma appears to be, Margaret must find a way to convince her to keep her male parts intact for that is part of Margaret's disturbing erotic fantasy. Simultaneously, Mary...

The incredible story of Sandy and Ben, two boys who have been transformed into Sandy and Beth Ann, continues.As confusing as their unasked for transformation is for the two, the powerful female hormones coursing through their bloodstreams are starting to make them accept, even enjoy, their new pretty faces and voluptuous bodies. It doesn't hurt, either, that every guy in their school is drooling over the two hot new girls in town.Two boys in particular, John and Phil, have taken a shine to...

My lips began to tremble. Rob's tongue slipped into my mouth. I found I was holding him tightly, his chest bouncing on my bra, arousing such strange feelings that I fought against. All the time, his hands caressed my shoulders and slowly slipped down the thin straps that kept my nightie and bra in place. He stroked me, my lower body held down by his weight as his mouth had its fill of me. I shook beneath him as I responded with pleasure at his kiss, wanting him so much. He made me feel so...

Norman and Jonathan are slowly being turned into Norma and Johanna. The perverse women around them are transforming them into the objects of their extreme desires, as they have done to many other young men in the past. With the powerful hormones they are being given and the emotional manipulation they are being subjected to by their minders, the two youths only dimly realise that with each passing day, they are becoming pretty she-males. It's only natural that these two confused souls would...