CrossdressingSlow Gender Transformation

CrossdressingSlow Gender Transformation

CrossdressingUndercover WorkMystery

Crossdressing, gender transformation. Female domination, Adult sexual situations

Crossdressing, Forced Feminization, Female Domination, Adult Sexual Situations

Crossdressing, Forced Feminization, Female Domination, Adult Sexual Situations

As the saying goes, be careful what you wish for! Female Domination, Forced Transformation, Adult Sexual Situations

‘‘You smell nice.’’ Emma picked him up from his second weekend. ‘‘I’m pleased you approve.’’ He leaned over the car seat and kissed her gently. ‘‘I think it’s a perfume that you used to use ages ago when I first met you.’’ ‘‘Mm, I really like that scent.’’ Emma hugged him back and looked at him hard. ‘‘There’s something about you.’’ ‘‘It’s sweet of you to notice,’’ he replied. ‘‘I’ve had a lovely couple of days. I can’t wait to come back.’’ ‘‘You really enjoyed it?’’ ‘‘Oh yes, it’s been...

It felt suddenly strange to be wearing a bra and panties; ones that looked pretty and matched in pale lavender shades. It felt even stranger when breast forms were placed in the bra cups. The sudden weight and protrusion was a sensation all of its own. ‘‘Couldn’t they be smaller and lighter?’’ I asked in shock as they wobbled against my skin. ‘‘They’re only small,’’ Cheryl replied. They’re not as big as Jasmine’s; more like my size.’’ ‘‘Mine are bigger for professional reasons.’’ Jasmine...

“Hey Frankie, Frankie, you look as pretty as a picture.” And I could see Nancy was pleased with her handiwork too. Of course, the canvas was good. Let me take a minute to describe myself: I was about 5 foot and 5 inches tall and I weighed in at 120 lb., a result of not having enough to eat. Ever. And I had fine bone structure. Bob wasn’t the first person to say I looked like a girl. A teacher had said it to me and a girl I fancied too and an auntie and the nurse when I got my flu shot. You get...

Tony looked at himself in the mirror. I don’t believe this. “Okay Tony...” she stopped to correct herself. “Maybe we should give you a more fitting name.” The youth went from embarrassed to confused. “Huh?” “You know,” she explained, “something more feminine.” “Candi,” he pleaded, “don’t you think this has gone far enough?” She giggled. I haven’t even started you silly little sissy. Tony didn’t know what she was thinking, he was too scared to ask. He decided not to protest any longer. “Tonya...

‘‘I don’t understand." I looked at him as he leaned towards me and quickly kissed me on the lips. ‘‘Now do you understand?’’ he asked quietly. ‘‘You haven’t slapped me or screamed, so I don’t think you object too much to being kissed." ‘‘I’ve never been kissed before." I was shocked by his action and my reaction. I didn’t feel threatened and I wasn’t scared.

“You know Eddie, a little make up would do wonders for you. Your new face is boyish but some makeup would make it girlish, and would be right in keeping with the outfit. “Aw come on,” he said. “Don’t even think about it. Enough is enough.” She looked at him and shrugged. “Okay big shot maybe you want to handle your problems by yourself. I’ll drive you back to your place in the morning and you work it out with Big Joe.” She turned to leave the room when Eddie grabbed her arm. “I was only...

‘‘This isn’t going to be easy for you, so get that into your mind.’’ Bella sounded really strict. ‘‘You’ve got to be real and be convincing.’’ ‘‘But I’m not a girl,’’ I protested. ‘‘I never wanted to be.’’ ‘‘But you have a contract to be a girl.’’ She stared me into silence. ‘‘You can either embrace it or enjoy it, or you’re going to have an awful time.’’ ‘‘I guess you’re right, but how do I enjoy it.’’ ‘‘The first thing to understand is that being a girl is good,’’ Bella said. ‘‘Get it...

Desi was right. I had used hypnosis as a theme in several of my stories. I liked the idea of a character being compelled to do things without really understanding why or having control. I liked writing the sex scenes too; imagining what might be going through the mind of someone acting under compulsion. Their mind would be saying that they shouldn’t be doing whatever, but their body would love the feeling and want more. The more out of control they got, the deeper their compulsions would...

Aunt Cindy’s Final Love Affair “See you later, ladies! Have a good weekend!” Cindy Bemis said to her co-workers—actually her subordinates, since Cindy was the chief records clerk in the office of the Clerk of the Pacificum Supreme Court and Court of Appeals. The other ladies said similar things and went out. Cindy closed up the office in the basement of the Pacificum State Capitol, walked to the exit, put on her hat and coat to face the chilly February weather, and went out to catch the...