When I awoke the next morning I had to think for a minute to understand why I was wearing this frilly pink nightie to bed. It came to me and I didn't feel so perverted as I slid out of bed and examined my image in the full length dressing mirror. I found that I liked what I saw.Alice was still asleep as I went into the bathroom and had my morning shower.I padded in bare feet back to the bedroom wearing my towel female style, over my chest just under the arms.Alice was up by then and had the...

"I don't believe you," he said, "you are a beautiful girl, even if I am not allowed to say so.""You are so wrong. I am not a girl at all, I am a boy who lives as a girl, and you can too.""You'll have to prove that to me, no way are you a boy.""All right," I responded as I started to remove my blouse and skirt, followed by my bra, garter belt and panties. My breasts stood out proud and firm with my nipples erect from the cool breeze coming in the window. When I removed my gaffe he almost...

From To Save a Son...Yes, my boyish/animalistic drives had been curbed by the drugs fed me, but not exactly in a way that the doctor and the Sisters had expected. Furthermore, since the drugs had seemed to be effecive, they kept me on them. They did quit the tranquilizers, but the withdrawal (like hitting menopause) that I went through as an attempt to stop the hormones led them to keep them going.The devil himself, whom they must have thought had entered their premises that night in the guise...

The next morning, Jonathon had no idea of what to expect. He had slept little all night wondering what decision Carolyn would come to. He would be lost without Carolyn! "Hi Honey," he said as cheerily as he could manage under the circumstances. "Can I have the amulet back now so that I can get dressed and go to the office?" "Good morning Jonathon," Carolyn said just as cheerily as she blew him a kiss. "No, you cannot have the amulet back. You'll just have to go to the office the way you are!"...

There was a cool breeze blowing when we came out. It worried the hem of my dress as it played with my slip and skirt. Mom let go of me only when we got to the car. I wanted to run back into the house, but thought better of it since anyone watching would really get suspicious then, and there was no telling what Mom would do to me. Besides, I didn't know if she had put a house key in my purse. I could just imagine myself rifling the purse only to find no key, then being forced to go in the care...