I had tried every possible word that I knew to release myself from the ordeal I was going through. Nothing worked. No word, no combination of words seemed to be correct. Days went by. I realized, as I was being taught to model and to be a young lady according to Devonhill's expectations, that I was really going to have to go through with this fashion show. I was going to have to attend the Black and White Ball in my diamond jewelry. LIke the other girls, I was going to meet a man and probably...

Why did it always have to start this way? Curse words flowed out of my mouth as I smelled the fetid swamp again. The young man, roped into the line in front of me, fell, dragging down a couple of the men in front of him and almost pulling me down as well. A tall, pointy-eared warrior appeared as if from nowhere from the foliage making a couple of the men, also pointy-eared and green-tinged like me, men whom I was roped to, jerk fearfully and retreat. Having been...

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"Thanks, Ed. But hear me out first. I was always what my father called a sissy, a fairy. That was so hurtful. He tried to beat it out of me so Mommy left him. We moved here thinking I might not be so different living in a big city where nobody knows the truth about me." "Being forced to live as a boy made me terribly sad. After a scene with my father, I tried to ....I slit my wrists." She paused to show me the barely faded scars. "That's when Mommy took me by to...

"I wanted you from the first time I saw you. In this kind of relationship you are sissy and I am butch." "Sort of you Tarzan and me Jane?" I interrupted. "Exactly Jane, now just follow my lead and I will teach you what you need to know." And teach me she did. She taught me how to perform oral sex on her. I liked her assertive manner and felt safe and secure in her arms. I had passed thru a doorway into a feminine world. It was an exciting and an erotic world. One that obviously I as a man...

It has been several years since Teri transitioned at work. Her transition was initiated by her spouse, Jill, because she recognized that 'Terry' would never be completely happy until he became Teri. Jill was aware of the constant stress in Terry's life and remembered, that when they were dating, Terry mentioned that at one point in his life, while he was single, he had attended a Halloween dress-up party, going as the office secretary. Jill did not know why Terry chose that outfit. Was it a...

"We take the dregs of society," I had heard her saying often to those she escorted through the Dollhouse, the men so interested in how docile and tractable we would be without her or My Lord and Master there to terrify us, not knowing that she, like all the mothers and Bosom Companions had once been dolls like all of us they were admiring in our femininity, "and from that dross, we spin gold. I have asked Lords like you repeatedly over the years what you wish for in a companion and all of your...

"I do want to be your daughter!" "And you want to learn how to be the best woman ever, don"t you, Sweetheart?" she prompted. In spite of himself, Mike nodded, his tenuous masculinity dissolving completely to the overpowering need to be loved. "Please, teach me to be a good girl! Teach me to be a good wife to Maurice! Teach me to be the woman that he can be proud of, one in whose company he can hold his head high! Teach me how to please him! Teach me to be his wife! Oh God! I don't even know...

An extroverted boy appears on Youtube cavorting about to the music on the stereo. His stepparents encourage his interest in performing. He finds he loves femininity as well as performing. Growing up he gets small parts in plays and commercials but due to his short stature he gets no leading roles and is turned down for a part in a musical by the director who comments, He sings like a girl. Eventually he gets a contract job offer to sing and dance in a drag revue in a Vegas nightclub. He begins...

Theresa looked at herself in the mirror. She really liked what she saw, A beautiful made up face framed by chestnut colored hair that reached just below her ears. Her dress was black, tight and reached to her knees, Her small, but firm breasts showed off a cleavage she had worked hard to get. Her finger and toe nails were painted deep red and on her feet she had open-toed black shoes with 3 inch heels. She wore a golden necklace, golden clip-on earrings, a golden bracelet and a gold watch. She...

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.

I sat down and she made up my eyes with grey eye shadow and black eyeliner followed by long black false eyelashes. After applying red rouge to my cheeks she filled in my lips with a generous amount of fire engine red lipstick. A shoulder length black wig was next. She pinned the lacey maid�s cap at the top and then clipped six inch long earrings to each earlobe. A set of matching fire engine red press on nails was last. I sat transfixed looking at the pretty French Maid in the mirror as she...

An out of work actor is trying to make it big, supported by his hard-working girlfriend. She�s furious when she discovers he�s been screwing every actor he can, during the day. When she tells her best friend, a Broadway producer, her friend suggests the perfect revenge. She creates the part of a maid in her new play, and auditions her boyfriend. He refuses the part until his girlfriend tells him, either take the part or she�s throwing him out. Her friend informs him that she believes the only...

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...

When Sarah asked how young I thought she looked I said, "I really wasn't' sure, so I asked Toni and her two girls to write down how old they thought she looked." Taking out three pieces of paper I put the down on the table and let Sarah read them. One things she looks thirteen, and two actually things she looks twelve? I don't believe it," she exclaimed. "The problem is you're having is you remember what she used to look like, and how old she used to be. Frankly I'd though somewhere around...