Reluctant Press

"You had me fooled," Melissa said as she kissed him on both cheeks. "What happened? Silly question; I can see what happened, but why?""I got fed up," Carla replied. "I hate being a third rate drag queen, so I decided that I had to either run away altogether or go back to being a female impersonator.""But you can't hide that hair and those nails," Melissa held his hand and touched his hair. "I don't intend to," Carla said. "I learned a long time ago that it was easier to stay in character than...

"You had me fooled," Melissa said as she kissed him on both cheeks. "What happened? Silly question; I can see what happened, but why?""I got fed up," Carla replied. "I hate being a third rate drag queen, so I decided that I had to either run away altogether or go back to being a female impersonator.""But you can't hide that hair and those nails," Melissa held his hand and touched his hair. "I don't intend to," Carla said. "I learned a long time ago that it was easier to stay in character than...

Denise, yes she had to be her, as best as she could, these horrible days, shuddered and told 'Uncle Jacque' she'd kill him if she ever found him in her bed. He'd laughed, or leered, it could have been called, at his pretty 'niece' in her frilly, bouncing waitress 'uniform'. Yes. a man might discover her, DEnise, and have his way with her. It could be her uncle, as if she was a woman, and then... Sooner or later, that someone, his hands inside her panties, would think of 'her' as the degenerate...

Denise, yes she had to be her, as best as she could, these horrible days, shuddered and told 'Uncle Jacque' she'd kill him if she ever found him in her bed. He'd laughed, or leered, it could have been called, at his pretty 'niece' in her frilly, bouncing waitress 'uniform'. Yes. a man might discover her, DEnise, and have his way with her. It could be her uncle, as if she was a woman, and then...Sooner or later, that someone, his hands inside her panties, would think of 'her' as the degenerate...

By then I was wearing the undergarments I was supposed to wear for the production; the corset, the suspenders, the stockings, the French knickers. I never asked - and Clara never said - why I needed to wear all female undergarments, but she had implied that it was to help make me feel like a woman, so I would act more convincingly. I know there was more to it than that. For some reason, she really wanted me to embrace being female - she wanted the look to be total - she wanted me to feel like...

By then I was wearing the undergarments I was supposed to wear for the production; the corset, the suspenders, the stockings, the French knickers. I never asked - and Clara never said - why I needed to wear all female undergarments, but she had implied that it was to help make me feel like a woman, so I would act more convincingly. I know there was more to it than that. For some reason, she really wanted me to embrace being female - she wanted the look to be total - she wanted me to feel like...

The cop took one last studious look at Tony, then put is hands on Tony's shoulders and slipped the dress down over them, down his upper arms, the still further until Tony's new breasts bounced out freely from the dress's confines. Now Tony really wished he had worn a bra. Tony felt his face starting to burn as the officer's large hands cupped each breast and began to massage them and roll them. Tony just stood as though frozen in fear, not moving as the officer continued to fondle hs assets....

The cop took one last studious look at Tony, then put is hands on Tony's shoulders and slipped the dress down over them, down his upper arms, the still further until Tony's new breasts bounced out freely from the dress's confines. Now Tony really wished he had worn a bra. Tony felt his face starting to burn as the officer's large hands cupped each breast and began to massage them and roll them. Tony just stood as though frozen in fear, not moving as the officer continued to fondle hs assets....

"Well you know how such a day should end," Richard said as Denise clicked and rustled to the barracks door in her dance dress and high heels. Captain Turner stopped and pulled her off the path, out of the of the light. "The last test," he said, not knowing of the beery kisses she had endured earlier. Richard then kissed Denise on her lips, but it was quite unlike the earlier kisses. This was done with intent, by someone who knew that Denise was really Ken.Denise was terrified, hardly knowing...

"Well you know how such a day should end," Richard said as Denise clicked and rustled to the barracks door in her dance dress and high heels. Captain Turner stopped and pulled her off the path, out of the of the light. "The last test," he said, not knowing of the beery kisses she had endured earlier. Richard then kissed Denise on her lips, but it was quite unlike the earlier kisses. This was done with intent, by someone who knew that Denise was really Ken.Denise was terrified, hardly knowing...

"Maybe if males had more choices in clothing styles and materials, there just might be more reasons for shopping and practicing to create exceptional looks. As things stand now, if you see one male, you've seen them all. What a surprising display you have exposed me to with the opening of the door into the feminine world. I will be a least a full year trying out all of your lovely fashions."

"Maybe if males had more choices in clothing styles and materials, there just might be more reasons for shopping and practicing to create exceptional looks. As things stand now, if you see one male, you've seen them all. What a surprising display you have exposed me to with the opening of the door into the feminine world. I will be a least a full year trying out all of your lovely fashions."