The bolero jacket was definitely styled for a woman but it did compliment my outfit. She sprayed me with a burst of her perfume, told me I looked lovely. She held out two pairs of shoes, the flats or the smaller heels, my choice. I chose the flats and she grinned, said with either pair I'd look nice. When I looked in the vanity mirror I was surprised at how well the makeup worked, how girly I looked. The last touch was soft pink lipstick which she over-painted, making my lips look...

...Janice was the expert in getting me to make big changes in little increments so I didn't even realize how much I had changed, how much I was acting as a girl would by the end of it until it was over and too late.And then of course I had to talk with Janice in front of Cookie like we did at the beach, like I was another girl. And then as Cookie continued to join in, I had to stay in my girlish mode. And then finally Janice told me, that I needed to drop my mannish mannerisms all together...

Chapter XIV - Learning to Move Like a Female and to Wear MakeupSo there I was dressed from the skin out in nice woman's clothing, nice lingerie, a nice blouse and a nice pair of women's slacks and wearing high heel pumps. It was time for me to learn to walk and move like a woman and expand my use of makeup from just lipstick to other cosmetics. And Ms. M was going to be my instructress, and it appeared that she was going to take it seriously. I mean really seriously!So more hesitating and...

Stripped down, I looked much like a young girl, thanks to the female hormones I had been forced to take and the figure changing garments I was forced to wear. To begin with, I had breasts, cute size A+ breasts with formed nipples and nice size areolas. Then the special panties and Janice's handiwork kept my testes inside of me and hidden. Further I had developed some shapely hips and a shapely butt. The binder that I wore day and night had slimmed my waist, slowly pushing in my ribs and...

And I asked myself if this exposure to my mom could get any more humiliating and I was hoping it would not, but I sort of knew it would.Of course Cookie suggested the speciality store and explained the store specialized in dressing boys up as girls and was the source of my cover-ups and my padding and that the women there were very accepting in helping boys find their girl selves, and seemed to enjoy doing so. Mom for some inexplicable reason to me couldn't wait to see the place and we were...

And I asked myself if this exposure to my mom could get any more humiliating and I was hoping it would not, but I sort of knew it would. Of course Cookie suggested the speciality store and explained the store specialized in dressing boys up as girls and was the source of my cover-ups and my padding and that the women there were very accepting in helping boys find their girl selves, and seemed to enjoy doing so. Mom for some inexplicable reason to me couldn't wait to see the place and we were...

In addition to the hormones feminizing my body, I was eventually started on corset training to permanently slim my waist. I was provided with the satin corset in modeling class to help with my posture and had to wear it all day at school, until my posture improved. A number of the 'boys' wore them. It took about a half inch off of my waist. Once it became comfortable I was given another smaller one, and so on. So over time, the corset actually bent in my ribs so my waist was permanently...

IV. Jeremy Fulton I didn't believe a word Cecilia Luciano said. Her eyes told me I was a dead man. I knew she'd kill me without a second thought as soon as she got hold of the stash I'd stolen from her brother, Don Ernesto. She looked at me and understanding came into her eyes. She put two and two together really fast. She knew what I was thinking. "Ernie was boxed tonight." Cecilia said with a sardonic smile. "No-one has the right to take out my brother but me. Now, I have to get even." She...

IV. Jeremy Fulton I didn't believe a word Cecilia Luciano said. Her eyes told me I was a dead man. I knew she'd kill me without a second thought as soon as she got hold of the stash I'd stolen from her brother, Don Ernesto. She looked at me and understanding came into her eyes. She put two and two together really fast. She knew what I was thinking. "Ernie was boxed tonight." Cecilia said with a sardonic smile. "No-one has the right to take out my brother but me. Now, I have to get even." She...

16. Nancy We girls, ooh, fashion models, we really were, clattered down the steps, giggling together, as we left the room where we'd put on our show. Gosh, how we now walked just like the girls we were supposed to be, models, wiggling our tushes, flicking out long hair over our bare shoulders. Yes we wore fashions by Jame Molloy, tiny skirts that showed off our long, lovely legs and tiny tops that showed off the female attributes that shapely feminized us so much, the wobbling breasts that we...

As I expected, our session in the shower was soon interrupted. I slipped the clapper out of the sink as I toweled by girlfriend's hair. Nancy clung to me in fright as the screws sniggereda s the looke us over. "A skank and a slut, said a big mouthed, psychotic bitch, swirling a heavy black truncheon about suggestively. "Doncha wish your girlie has one o' these? she sneered. Well, it was about time to make a stand. "Ooo, that's a good one, I told her. Probably matches the one in your pants."...

“Let’s head down to breakfast in the dorm cafeteriaDanny. But first we can’t wear the clothes we slept in, we need fresh stuff.” “I’ll go to my room to change and meet you there, or we can walk to my dorm room together.” “No need for that, here.” Emma handed me a pair of her stretchy yoga pants. We were about the same size in our bottom half, and these were a size four. I knew they’d fit, don’t ask me how but I knew they would. They’re the same size as my sister Madison’s jean and pants size....

Pat saw her and smiled teasingly, “You can put afresh apron on if that makes you feel more comfortable,you might as well get used to it since as of tomorrowyou will be permanently aproned in this house.My mother is determined to turn you to a full-time maid and I know you are looking forward to itnaughty girl.” Cristina didn’t answer to the teasing comment of Pat but simply said, “I’m going to my room to get one of my aprons and I’ll come to your room to help your packing Madam.” “Do that...

She was back in my room late in the evening after she had served dinner to six people in the dining room, the Garcias, myself and three other guests. I was again impressed how efficient she was as a serving maid. Unobtrusive and polite with very passable Mexican-Spanish. Not that she really had to talk but her answers to various commands and requests were very precise and in correct Spanish. When she had cleared the table and was finally dismissed by Juana...

"You should probably glue your breast forms to your chest so you wouldn't have to keep your bra on when you are in bed with me. I would love to play with your boobs when in bed together, though false, they feel very real to me." Pat murmured. It was our first night together in the new apartment and she was in a chatty mood and was whispering to me as we were lying in bed in the master bedroom after our intense love playing. I was more than pleased and excited as she kept talking to me. She was...

We got back to his truck, I stopped and he got out. “Thank you again for helping me, I really appreciate it.” I thought, that’s it? Oh well, I’ll never see him again and he’s a hunk. “Lance”, he stopped. “There’s no one around and it’ll be a while before the tow truck gets here. Today’s your lucky day. Take your jeans off and walk back over here. You’re about to get maybe the best blowjob of your life.” He looked at me, eyes as big as saucers, took his jeans off and walked back over to my...