“All right, then. You’ll be released to probation today.” Dean turned to Inticus and Laurence. “Thanks, Inticus,” Dean said. “And thank you, uh, Laurence. That was a really great offer you made. Too bad the judge didn’t accept it.” “It is too bad,” Laurence said. His blue eyes were looking straight into Dean’s brown ones. He looked completely like a beautiful girl, except for his clothes. Dean’s heart leaped at the thought. If only Laurence really was a beautiful girl, Dean thought for a...

Joyce tried to organize his thoughts to discover a way of escape but his mind fell down into a swirling void of blackness; he slumped against the seat as the car drove off, leaving the strange Mr. Knapp waving goodbye... Joyce awoke with a sudden shock of realization that he was resting on a hospital cart dressed only in a sheer white nylon hospital gown and cotton panties! Frantically, he sat up to see that he was in a small waiting room like a doctor...

“What shall we do with such a messy little toy?” “Look, you’ve had your games. Let me go...” “I said shut up,” Ann ordered again, swinging her right hand in a sound slap that struck so hard that his head snapped to one side and he screamed in pain, “Or I shall have a gag in your mouth. And keep those knees together!” “Her bath is ready,” Norma announced, entering the room to observe Ann’s brutal blow and the youth’s shocked response as his knees came...

‘‘Melody, what on earth have you let me in for?’’ Bart finally got through to her personal phone. ‘‘I’ve got you into the biggest deal of your life,’’ she said. ‘‘What’s wrong with that?’ ‘‘Have you read all they’re going to do to me, all that I signed up for?’’ ‘‘I got the outline. I don’t read the small print, only the figures.’’ ‘‘I don’t think you’ll recognise me when they’re through with all they want to do.’’ ‘‘Think of it as an opportunity,’’ she said. ‘‘You’ll...

‘‘I think you’d make a really attractive girl if you decided that was something you’d like to do,’’ she said. ‘‘I’d love to help you; it’d be like having a daughter all of my own; a drag daughter to teach and look after.’’ ‘‘Do you mean that when you’re looking after me, you can include me looking after you like we’ve been doing?’ ‘‘It could, if you’d like it to be that way.’’ Maddie squeezed his hand. ‘‘You’d have to swear to do everything I told you, no matter...

Out of desperation, Aaron soon finds himself being transformed into a lovely, desirable specimen of femininity. To his great amazement, he makes a wonderful young woman and before long, he is going out on dates with wealthy men who want a discreet encounter with a woman with "something extra." Before he knows what's hit him, Aaron is luxuriating in a world of fancy dresses, beautiful hairdos and long, painted nails. Not to mention discovering that...

Rosalind uses her considerable powers of persuasion to talk Dylan into at least trying the role. Much to his surprise, Dylan starts to rather enjoy being a pretty young woman. Rosalind isn’t done with him just yet, however. She happens to have a gay dentist friend who is trying to keep his sexual orientation secret from his patients. Before he has time to really assess what’s happening to him, Dylan is serving as James’ “girlfriend,” a relationship that...

Inside, Joe was dying. He didn’t want babes like Bethany seeing him as a male-to-female transsexual. He hated how people were recognizing him and thinking he really was transsexual. How would he ever live all of this down after the State competition? He would have to get his Mom to move to another town, even, perhaps, out of Ohio.

Carson was silent on the drive back, deep in thought. He understood what he'd been told about a group of girls together. He remembered how catty his cousins could be amongst other girls. He didn't want to be the victim and knew he'd never survive if he was. Should he ask for breast implants? He wanted so much to complete the mission he was preparing for. He'd under gone some transformation already, earrings, belly button piercing, and hair removal. He idly ran his hands through his hair and...

“A contract? What are you talking about?” I asked. “It’s simple, my dear husband. I don’t want to waste my time. If you are serious about dressing as a girl, then I will help you. But before I do, you will have to commit to learning from me. “Wait a minute. What is this here in the contract about me being a little girl, then a teenage girl, then a young woman, and then an adult woman?” I asked. “Don’t worry about that part. It’s just a few steps in your development along the way.We’ll have...

‘‘I’d like you to tell me what you did to my brother last night,’’ Kellie asked next day when she and Sharon took a break together. ‘‘Nothing really,’’ Sharon replied. ‘‘I only said a few words to give him a bit of confidence.’’ ‘‘It was more than that,’’ Kellie insisted. ‘‘You have some power over him.’’ ‘‘Okay. I’ll admit it but you have to understand that I’m not malicious in any of this.’’ Sharon took her coffee and they went to sit in a quiet corner. ‘‘I’m a hypnotist as well as anything...

From The Dulci Daily Story: "And now what? I do love the thought that I’ve been giving pleasure—I mean literary and sexual pleasure — to males and shemales far and wide. I’ve found it terrifically exciting to reveal what used to be my deepest, darkest secrets, and what are still my wildest fantasies, to anyone who wishes to see. It givesme erections to write about such things; I hope it also gives my readers erections to read about them and see them...

‘‘That’s evil.’’ Michael laughed at the idea. ‘‘You’re a devious person, Genevieve Larson. I’ve never heard anything like it.’’ ‘‘I can’t hear you rejecting the idea out of hand.’’ ‘‘I’m intrigued,’’ Michael replied. ‘‘What did you have in mind?’’ ‘‘I don’t want to do anything forceful,’’ Jennie said. ‘‘He seems a nice kid, a little naïve for his seventeen years. I thought I might be able to persuade him to have some fun pretending to be my niece.’’ ‘‘Aren’t I a...

“Randi, how nice to see you,” she said with a snicker. “I like your outfit! Low-cut to show off your boobs and high-cut to show off your legs. Complete with 5-inch fuck-me stilettos. I can see that you have evolved as a sexy little slut. How nice of you to dress up for me.” I did not know how to respond. Was Martha just playing with me and joking? Was she trying to make small talk to get me to laugh? I took a step closer to Martha as I was about to tell...

Once all the oohing and aching was over, Craig wanted to get back into his own clothing and wash the makeup off his face. Wendy, William and Elise all thought he should stay as he was until closing time, Wendy saying it would be a shame to waste all of Maisy's efforts. For Craig, it was more a case of enjoying the feeling too much that concerned him; he had never worn nylons before and loved the look and feel of them on his legs. He was and always had been a breast man and the very...

As Candy left for her shower, Craig went to the drawer and found number of visitor guides to LA which he brought out, ported a mug of coffee and settled into n armchair as he looked through the guides. He was still reading when candy returned from the shower, a large towel tied around his waist down to his feet. Craig was momentarily in shock. There standing before him, was a guy! Candy was bare-chested... no sigh of any breasts, also, whilst not short, his hair was much shorter than Craig had...