Mags Inc

"But how can I pass myself off as a girl?" Vicki smiled as she buzzed Marilyn. I followed Marilyn to what seemed like a small beauty parlor. She put a pink smock over my clothes and seated me facing away from the mirror that covered one wall. "Just relax and leave everything to me." She began to do my makeup! After my hair was combed and sprayed in fair imitation of a pixie cut. Marilyn turned my chair to the mirror. I was suddenly convinced that Vicki Fairmont wasn't totally mad and that I...

"But how can I pass myself off as a girl?" Vicki smiled as she buzzed Marilyn. I followed Marilyn to what seemed like a small beauty parlor. She put a pink smock over my clothes and seated me facing away from the mirror that covered one wall. "Just relax and leave everything to me." She began to do my makeup! After my hair was combed and sprayed in fair imitation of a pixie cut. Marilyn turned my chair to the mirror. I was suddenly convinced that Vicki Fairmont wasn't totally mad and that I...

I looked at my reflection in the glass door. I was dressed modestly, denim skirt down to my knees, plain blouse, thick tights, and low heel workable shoes. My hair was kept behind in a high ponytail and my makeup was very discreet. My only accessory was my tiny gold studs on my pierced ears; that was a recent present from Miss Linda who handed me in an envelope my reference letter addressed to Miss Jennifer Blackman and inspected me this morning before my departure. In a largish shoulder...

I looked at my reflection in the glass door. I was dressed modestly, denim skirt down to my knees, plain blouse, thick tights, and low heel workable shoes. My hair was kept behind in a high ponytail and my makeup was very discreet. My only accessory was my tiny gold studs on my pierced ears; that was a recent present from Miss Linda who handed me in an envelope my reference letter addressed to Miss Jennifer Blackman and inspected me this morning before my departure. In a largish shoulder...

I then asked Quent about the time we coincidentally got a string of cases. The "catch-'em-in-the-act" divorce proof cases. It was almost as if it was declared open season to dump your spouse. But you needed your local rent-a-cop to validate or invalidate - the pre-nuptial agreement... As it was, the guy (ed. that I had been assigned to follow) was a nomad. He didn't have one steady mistress, always picking up a willing first date partner. He was that smooth. I could easily...

I then asked Quent about the time we coincidentally got a string of cases. The "catch-'em-in-the-act" divorce proof cases. It was almost as if it was declared open season to dump your spouse. But you needed your local rent-a-cop to validate or invalidate - the pre-nuptial agreement... As it was, the guy (ed. that Stretchy had been assigned to follow) was a nomad. He didn't have one steady mistress, always picking up a willing first date partner. He was that smooth. I could...

"Pre-colored glue-ons honey." Anne chuckled once she had gotten her breath back and seeing my reaction. "I'll file them down in a while." she contorted herself until she sat on the edge of the bed and said with a smile of anticipation. "Go and wash your face and then come back and sit at my dressing table. I'm going to really pamper you and see just how good looking a slut I cam make you into." She was already removing her sodden panties, and looked up clucking. "Now honey! Not next week, get...

"Pre-colored glue-ons honey." Anne chuckled once she had gotten her breath back and seeing my reaction. "I'll file them down in a while." she contorted herself until she sat on the edge of the bed and said with a smile of anticipation. "Go and wash your face and then come back and sit at my dressing table. I'm going to really pamper you and see just how good looking a slut I cam make you into." She was already removing her sodden panties, and looked up clucking. "Now honey! Not next week, get...

A few hours later I sat in my office trying to concentrate on pulling together my marketing scheme for a new client who as about to import an environmentally friendly brand of coffee from Brazil. I was almost entirely dressed in Diane's clothes, yet each item could pass for male apparel. Every time I moved some novel sensation reminded me of this humiliating truth. The corset restricted every breath. I was light-headed for lack of oxygen. Over it was a pearl colored shirt, which could pass for...

A few hours later I sat in my office trying to concentrate on pulling together my marketing scheme for a new client who as about to import an environmentally friendly brand of coffee from Brazil. I was almost entirely dressed in Diane's clothes, yet each item could pass for male apparel. Every time I moved some novel sensation reminded me of this humiliating truth. The corset restricted every breath. I was light-headed for lack of oxygen. Over it was a pearl colored shirt, which could pass for...

I started to pant in fear. "Please ladies? Don't make me to this. Please?" Sandra patted my arm comfortingly. "Oh - for goodness sake little sissy Denny. We've no intention of making you change into your pretty new sissy outfit right at this minute - not if you don't want to! That is way beyond our supervisory capacity or authority! We'll just wait until everybody else comes in and we'll take a vote! I'm pretty sure that things will go our way. Then we'll make you! So it's up to you. Why don't...