From Becky... Brian sometimes had minor panic attacks thinking about the future. What would he become? What would become of Becky? Would he just continue dressing occasionally and hid in the closet for the rest of his life? He had gone through all the terminology for the transgendered individual. He definitly was not a drag queen. Transvestite? He did not think so. Crossdresser? Maybe? But the feelings seemed to go deeper than just wanting to dress as Becky occasionally. "Transsexual seemed to...

"Angie, I feel just awful and I know I look like a freak! Can't I please get my hair cut? I know everyone is laughing at me so how can you be proud of me like this? Please, let me wear something a ittle more manly!" he begged her with tears in his eyes and shame in his now very timid voice. "No... no... no. Just listen to yourself whine. You sound like a little girl. One more word and I'll fix your hair in two pony tails and give you a little skirt to wear! Besides, I happen to like the way...

For as long as I can remember, this has been my greatest wish, it's what I have desired ever since I was a young child. To live my life as myself without the pretenses, likes or betrayal, to boldly adventure into the world of mutual love and journey into sensual paradox of love and sex, while remaining there safely within the unit of my partners is what I love.This is my story, a tale of profound lust, deep eroticism, mutual respect and devotion to those whom I love so dearly and who in turn...

Excitedly, without bothering to explain anything to me - after all who was I? The three women put the matching bra on my chest. I thought it felt tight, and looked a little strange, with nothing in the cups. PUlling the skin on my chest toward the middle, not too gently, "Chuck" held it there while Carla took something from the box and roughly shoved it into the bottom of the underwired cup. Then they did the same on the other. The three women looked so pleased and excited. I looked down. I...

When they got inside the hut, Dave attempted to hug Katie and then tried kissing her neck and ears. She really pulled back. "Not so fast there, my love. You really made me mad and pissed me off all morning and most of the day, arguing and complaining, until I'm force to treat you as a mother would a spoiled little girl who didn't get her own way. Then I had to spank you to get you to dress in the only clothes available to you at this time, and for no fault of my own. Now, you want me to make...

She woke from her nap, refreshed and ready for a night out with her new little friend... She rose and went over to wake Jamie. She stood and watched him sleep. He is so pretty, he will make a beautiful girl, She thought. Then Ruth thought, I'm excited about doing this to him, making him into a her. What a rush it will be! But I wish I knew if this pretty boy is gay or straight, or double gated. I need to find out."Jamie, time to wake up, honey. We need to get ready to go to dinner.." Jamie...

I anxiously prepared for the evening's festivities. My makeup was flawless. My breasts were bubbling forth from my tight maid's uniform. I ran my hands over my shapely stockinged legs which were encased in a pair of sweet black leather pumps with stiletto heels. I smiled into the mirror, anticipating what the evening might bring. Another sensitive soul will be placed into my care - to transform into the beautiful feminine creation he was meant to be. I could hear the crowd gathering on the...

They sat looking at each other, these two women who had shared so much, who had both chosen to wear the pants in their marriages. Now they both knew they had crossdressed their husbands in order to have a better, more secure marriage. They knew about their rule over their husbands, the training they gave them, the punishments when necessary. All these special things had put these women in the places and positions they desired. The knew their place and their place was to be in charge, complete...

...And with that, he was put into a very pretty dress, his face made-up, his fingernails and toenails painted a bright red. She styled his long hair and made him sleep in a shorty nightgown that night also.This only made him further withdraw and become more subdued and submissive. Without even knowing it, he became more and more emasculated. He just did as he was told and didn't fight back or complain.As this continued week after week, Donna began to like Allen dressed as a"daughter". She...

"Jack, are you awake?" Debbie was banging on his door next morning. "Wait a minute," he replied, tumbling to the door and pulling it open."Jack, you need help quickly,"Debbie started talking as soon as the door was opened. "Lisa thinks you've no good. You don't fit in, and you look like you hate every minute you're at work. It's as if you're afraid to be a girl, even though you're being paid for it.""Wait a minute," Jack interrupted. "I admit I'm terrified. I don't know how to be the sort of...

Brad was grim. the news he was going to disappear as a man and reappear as a woman was preposterous on the surface, but it was a fitting revenge for his years of persecution of Wilfred Karal. The more he thought of it, the more Brad realized he would have been very lucky had ne not been forced o do something that would be very humiliating. Suddenly taking up crossdressing was poetic justice, even from Brad's selfish pint of view. That made it no less contentious to him, however. Since he had...

His name was Wayne and he was alone.He stood by an alleyway that was a shortcut to his apartment a few blocks away, and he saw the kid approaching along High. The dark haired boy was carrying a plastic shopping bag, and was looking down as if beaten by life. Oddly, in the distance, he resembled Beck, an infatuation Wayne was bouncing back from. Wayne had a janitorial service, and his little outfit was doing well enough that Wayne's work was able to hire a fulltime, a topnotch ex-school janitor...

... Paul wasn't the only one (interested in Kirk). Football jock and boyfriend to Christa O'Neil, Steve Handford, also unexpectedly talked to Kirk. Hanford, like Paul, had that social skill of including someone without making them feel insecure. All "Kirka" had to do was stay cool, follow the conversation and, if "she" slipped Hanford with cover it with a quip that made life comfortable for everybody. By day's end, the young transvestite knew "she" was noticed; at least part of the reason was...

For the next two hours I had all kinds of strange things done to me and, while one thing was setting or drying, I was moved on to another girl to have something e3lse done to me.Initially, I'd had my wig removed. I was placed over a sink to have my hair washed. There was much more being done to my hair than merely washing it, though. There were things that I could not see. The very least was it being trimmed, and it was only as I saw clippings of straw blonde hair falling onto my cover did I...

It was almost midnight when Sami was approached by a young, good looking policeman. It was quickly established that SAmi would accompany the man to a hotel room. Then the man could expect oral sex from Sami, plus a session in bed involving anal. All this was for one hundred dollars, cash paid in advance. At the hotel room, in one of Selbyville's upscale establishments, Sami was shocked when the trick pulled out a pair of handcuffs as soon as Sami deposited the agreed upon sum into her purse....

Her whistle made me glance in the mirror to catch my feminine image, which kind of surprised me. Look how sexy a nightgown make me look. In spite of the unsightly bulge my reflection looked quite feminine. I imagined the slight protuberances in the bosom being as full as Sue's and wondered how Chuck and even Katie might react to me then. Now why would I think of Katie in that way? Her subtle message had got to me. I felt my gratitude for the loan of her pants, uh... culottes as Sue had...