Mags Inc

The story is a fictional account of the real-life adventures of my Vanity Club sisters Gina Stone and Katie Hightower and the-late Cynthia Decker and their lives as female impersonators.

A sequel to Perfecting the Art... A gay young man, who has been sitting on the fence of what gender to present to the world is sent to Boston for "polishing". The breeze stirred my skirt once more, a more intense and longer lasting gust than when I first emerged from the apartment lobby and out into the as Rochelle. My skirt was lifted above my knees but somehow my freehand was able to hold it down as the gust subsided. To my vexation a few men stared at the spectacle. It also appeared that I...

A sequel to Perfecting the Art... A gay young man, who has been sitting on the fence of what gender to present to the world is sent to Boston for "polishing". The breeze stirred my skirt once more, a more intense and longer lasting gust than when I first emerged from the apartment lobby and out into the as Rochelle. My skirt was lifted above my knees but somehow my freehand was able to hold it down as the gust subsided. To my vexation a few men stared at the spectacle. It also appeared that I...

It was necessary, given the occasion, to be male. However because of my predilection for femininity and knowing that I could definitely enjoy so called "both worlds", I spent most of my time as my familiar cornered me to name myself, Tina Marsh. Sure before returning home, under a number of names when they took the time to ask for one, I had a number of adventures as a woman. But they were almost always recreational... and you know what I mean buy that. I did not forget about my Tim. He was a...

"What's wrong?" he asked with apprehension. Without replying, she spun him on the vanity stool so that he could see himself in her mirror. He saw a very pretty young girl staring back at him. He started in nervous surprise and embarrassment, then realized that the pretty young girl was himself! It had been ages since Connie had looked at himself in a mirror, especially not since he had been dressed as a girl by his doting parents. "Hey, that's me!" he exclaimed with amazement. "It most...

“What’s wrong?” he asked with apprehension. Without replying, she spun him on the vanity stool so that he could see himself in her mirror. He saw a very pretty young girl staring back at him. He started in nervous surprise and embarrassment, then realized that the pretty young girl was himself! It had been ages since Connie had looked at himself in a mirror, especially not since he had been dressed as a girl by his doting parents. “Hey, that’s me!” he exclaimed with amazement. “It most...

I stood in front of the mirror but it must have been angled as I couldn't see myself. I moved slowly in the mincing step I was trying to make and so did the pretty, blonde-haired girl in the mirror. I looked behind me to see where she was and then I looked back only to see Andrea's hand clutching the girl's. It hit me in a rush, then, well, a panic was more like it, 'she', the gorgeous shapely blonde in the mirror was me, David Evans."What, what have you done to me?" I croaked as I shuddered...

I stood in front of the mirror but it must have been angled as I couldn't see myself. I moved slowly in the mincing step I was trying to make and so did the pretty, blonde-haired girl in the mirror. I looked behind me to see where she was and then I looked back only to see Andrea's hand clutching the girl's. It hit me in a rush, then, well, a panic was more like it, 'she', the gorgeous shapely blonde in the mirror was me, David Evans. "What, what have you done to me?" I croaked as I shuddered...

Even with no makeup I saw myself reflected as wholesome teenage girl, a little boyish perhaps, but unquestionably a girl, and an attractive girl for all that. I finished dressing under Mother's gentle supervision. She seemed to read my mind as she spoke. "Shellie, sweets, this may seem awkward to you but most girls really don't mind changing in front of their mother." I nodded even as I realized that if I were to live as a girl there would be situations that would challenge me, cause me...

Even with no makeup I saw myself reflected as wholesome teenage girl, a little boyish perhaps, but unquestionably a girl, and an attractive girl for all that. I finished dressing under Mother’s gentle supervision. She seemed to read my mind as she spoke. “Shellie, sweets, this may seem awkward to you but most girls really don’t mind changing in front of their mother.” I nodded even as I realized that if I were to live as a girl there would be situations that would challenge me, cause me...

A BEGINNER�S GUIDE TO CROSSDRESSING! A Non-fiction, how-to book bringing you lots of helpful how-to information. Learn to look your best, your most feminine. If it is your wish and desire to become the woman you are meant to be, Tricks of the Trade is the book for you. Whether it be full-time, frequently, rarely, or even just in your thoughts, Carollyn Olson will plot the course and get you on your way. You will likely discover aspects of...

A BEGINNER’S GUIDE TO CROSSDRESSING! A Non-fiction, how-to book bringing you lots of helpful how-to information. Learn to look your best, your most feminine.If it is your wish and desire to become the woman you are meant to be, Tricks of the Trade is the book for you. Whether it be full-time, frequently, rarely, or even just in your thoughts, Carollyn Olson will plot the course and get you on your way. You will likely discover aspects of...