The pills she took every night, that Alice had been supposed to take, certainly had an effect on Melissa. Or maybe it was all the frank talk about puberty, Alice showing that she knew a lot more than Melissa had thought a girl like her would. That talk of making it, going all the way with a guy, made Melissa shudder the worst. It seemed to be in the front of Alice's mind as she minced into the foyer of the theater with her arm through her girlfriend's.Similar moods seemed to be infecting both...

"The Guizol woman remained a viper in our nest. She raised her son in her own way," he said, his voice not changing at all, watching me. "She traveled and stayed away from the valley to raise the last Camayargues heir to be what you have seen him to be. He is Rosalita." I couldn't help reacting to the horror I felt inside me. Rosalita was the heir, the last of Don Paquino's line? I tried to speak but couldn't. I was numb, paralyzed. I could feel nothing. She cannot make babies with a man,...

All Tied Up - a man slowly falls under the control of a strong woman, who takes complete control of him, including turning him into her servant! Cabin Fever - On an outing to a remote cabin a man discovers his inner sissy, thanks to his girlfriend. $90,000 - What would you do to get $90,000? Steal it? Maybe. Become a Sissy? Oh never! Are you sure?

"This is going too far," I told her but Samantha wasn't listening to me."If you want to walk out of here and get back to being Kurt," she scolded me, repeating again what I really didn't understand, "you're going to have to walk out of here as a woman. You can tell me then, Carrie-Anne, how much you hate being a woman, how awful it is, how I'm abusing you by pulling your corset tighter," which she did an which made me curve in so much more, the pressure beneath my chest really intense, "but I...

Saturday at three his pulse was beating rapidly as he rang Margo's bell. She was wearing a man's black suit, white shirt, black tie and black flat heel boots."Right this way my sweet little sissy," she laughed.In the bedroom she watched him change into his maid uniform."No makeup today, we'll be changing it later."She watched him carefully as he did his cleaning chores in an effeminate manner. When he finished they ate some pizza. She had another beer with her pizza while he sipped...

"Armand! Vidal!" said Helene's mother. "See how beautiful Helene is with her beautiful hair and earrings. She looks just like Brigitte, doesn't she?"Armond looked stunned. "Is that what she's going to be in your next show?" he barked at Vidal show seemed quite stunned, too, to see Maman's daughter enter the sitting room. He jumped to his feet and stepped forward to take her hand, bowing over it while Helene felt her temperature rise as Vidal kissed her soft fingers."Such a beautiful fragrance...

"I hate that!" I screamed back at her. I didn't want to feel like a girl. Yet, what I was wearing showed me that I would like like a girl to anyone who just saw me if I ever got all the way outside. I might not sound like girl but I would look and, yes, I knew I would feel, like a girl as well. Tremors went all through me. The frilled panties were going to make an noise all night long about me! And they fitted me so will! That was what was so awful about the maid's dress I was fastened into. I...

"I'm sorry.""Don't be Holly. I was going to tell you about me, but I was afraid you'd hate me and want to up and leave me, and I don't want that! Never! Not ever!""I can't explain why I have to wear girl's clothes." I began. "It's just that sometimes the urge gets so great that I cannot resist. It's like alcohol, one shot is never enough.""I can relate to that," Holly whispered. "That's one thing Georgia, my street friend, used to tell me, that she just knew she was a woman inside no matter...

My heart beat faster and my hands shook a little as I picked up the tube of pink lipstick. After applying the makeup I pressed my lips together. I replaced the lipstick in the purse then I opened the blusher case and picked up the small brush."Start at the center of your cheeks and brush the powder in circles," she instructed.I did as she told me and then replaced the items in the purse."Perfect. Now slip the purse over your arm and come with me.""Where are we going?" I asked with a touch of...

"Oh yes, the best us yet to come!" She turned to her maid who was standing quietly, facing into a nearby corner, her hand clasped behind her back with her nose pressed deep into the same corner. "Doucette? Come here. please."Turning, the maid came to stand in front of her curtsying politely.Ma'am?" she quavered."Yes stand up straight now. Don't try to hide.""Oui Madame," she replied, her voice full of shame. OK, Joshua, take a close look at Doucette."I did so not knowing what I was...

The wife replied with, "Well Me... Melisa that is, certainly seems to have taken to panties and girdles. I couldn't believe it. I thought it was a game... a kinky type punishment. And we'll just have to find out about the rest. But you call him a gurl?"Barbara explained, " Yes Melisa is probably a gurl. That is a boy who as the song goes, just enjoys being a girl. We refer to the boys who like the girlish life but who don't want the operation as gurls rather than girls. It separates the gurls...

Richard was in heaven. He was strolling across the lobby, in heels, to take an elevator to the penthouse with the most beautiful woman he had ever even dreamed of and he was passing as a sexy, sensual woman too. Not a clumsy drag queen. Not a guy pretending to be a woman - a woman that everyone but him can see he wasn't. No. He WAS a woman. A desirable, beautiful. sexy woman! Alex proved it. The gentlemen in the bar proved it! Everyone in this lobby who was clocking these two extremely hot...

I told her it would be unseemly for a man, me, to wear a brassier. She just laughed and told me, "Why dear, how can a husband wearing panties, two pairs yet, a garter belt and stockings claim that wearing a brassier would be unseemly. Why from my point of view it is actually unseemly that you are not wearing a brassier. My gosh... who ever heard of wearing panties and stockings without wearing a brassier? I mean now that I think about it you look like a hussy standing there in panties and a...

Did... did I... just ki... kiss you, Petty Officer?" he asked his mind in a daze."Certainly not Sir," Monroe was breathing raggedly. "You most certainly did not.""Of course.," Ted agreed without thinking."Er, Sir?", Monroe interrupted Ted's thoughts."Hunh?""You can let go of me now, Sir. I have regained my balance.""Oh, sure," Ted mumbled releasing the boy and sitting down heavily."Will that be all Sir?" Monroe asked, his breathing evening out."Yeah, you're dismissed," he waved airily."Yes,...

By the end of the week, I'd come to accept being harnessed, although that first time I really didn't like it. However, when Hilary approached me with harness in hand each morning, with a determined look I offered no protest.It was mid-week that the mailman delivered a box from the store we'd visited. I was sure the collar she'd ordered, and whatever else, were in it. When I called her and told her she was so excited she said she'd leave early so she could see everything that had arrived.I...

I look like that when I perform, thought Bambi Labelle, as she watched the whole uplifting performance. She clapped wildly as all of the dancers and singers finally spread across the stage. "Well," said Angela as many of the patrons rose to their feet and applauded. "It wasn't that good, was it? None of this was real." "Oh, Angela," said the Countess, standing up with the people around them and applauding just as H�l�ne was doing. "It was a fabulous show. Now you can see why the sissies are...