He knew that under the shameful corset, he was wearing a white cotton, embroidered women's vest and pettipants-styled drawers with tiers of dainty ruffled lace. Under this there was a garter belt called a hose supporter that hel taut a pair of black silken smooth lisle stockings. It took all his willpower to conceal the guilt and sexual excitement that he felt. "I just can't wear these awful things under my mean's clothes."

"You may be right, but when I'm finished with you, you should be able to talk hair and makeup, maybe dresses and shoes; I don't know about the boys though." "So there's a flaw in the planning," I said. "I'm sure you'll manage. It's not as if you'll be meeting anyone you know," Anna stood and walked to the rack of clothing. "Let's get on with it, shall we; underwear first." "I don't know anything about girl's underwear." "My, we have led a sheltered life, haven't we?" Anna smiled knowingly....

I gulped. I was afraid. I knew this was not normal. My dad had warned me about "homosexuals" - who, he said, were boys who liked to wear girls' clothes and kiss boys. I felt shame and fear at the thought that I might become a homosexual - and yet I could not ignore or abandon my new, already beloved girlish self.I would do the deed, I decided. I must do the deed. In deepest, darkest secrecy, I would let myself be the girl of my blissful dreams - no longer a bored and...

Crystal was half-dragged and half-carried outside. The door slammed behind them and a large SUV with blacked out windows stood in the drive. The tailgate was opened and Crystal was roughly bundled into the back. The slam of the tailgate sounded final.Crystal rolled about in the back as the vehicle turned left and right, hitting against the sides. With hands cuffed behind, there was no way of bracing against the impacts. The ride seemed long but Crystal had no way of knowing.They must have left...

"Mom, it's Jack Stanley, the boy I went out with a few weeks ago. He asked me out again and and I'd really like to go if that's alright?" Robin said. "Why sure, honey, I think that it's good that you have made a friend, I don't see any reason you two boys can't do things together," she said. "Well that's just it, Mom. Jack still things he talking to Sarah and that's who he's asking out." Robin said. "You have to be kidding, Robin. I thought that you said that you were done with that whole...

"Come on, today's the day." It was Ella (Adam) who let herself into the apartment on that Saturday. She was darker blonde today, hair swinging loose, with tight jeans, a white blouse and heels, pearl studs in her ears.  "I'm ready for you, my own Doctor Frankenstein." Harlan stood. "Are you really ready?" "I'm scared stupid, but not enough to tell you to go away." "That's a good start. Did you do the stuff I asked you to do?" "Yes, I'm hairless everywhere you said. I don't usually have to...

Sissy felt totally trapped and intimidated. How did this crude, ugly beast dare assume that a casino woman would ever consider behaving so lewdly? Did he presume all women to be whores, to perform without question if her price was met? Nature designed her breasts to first attract a man by mimicking her buttocks, and later to feed her offspring. They were ot toys or candy for neolithic slobs. "Listen to me," he thought to himself, "I sound like a prissy, pantied schoolgirl chastizing a...

"I don't know what's in those pills Marsha makes me take every day," Maddie said as she and Casey were sharing a makeup mirror. "They used to make me feel really strange, sort of present, but not really there. they don't do that now." "You've gotten used to them," Casey replied. "They should stop you feeling so anxious about being a girl." "I know deep down that I don't want to be a girl," Maddie admitted. "But I don't seem to be able to fight it. It's so simple to just carry on." "Maybe...

Connie sighed. "I might as well tell all," she said, "since you said it's OK for me to fling myself at you. Jeannie, I really like you an awful lot. I mean, I'm uh, really going wild about you." She wished she could say I love you, but surely it would sound too idiotic. Jeannie laughed. "Well I really like you an awful lot, too. I think you're, uh, my kind of woman - or what would be my kind of woman, if I had a kind of woman. But you see -  well, I'm gay. I've always been gay....

How did she know he was getting ready for bed? It was that time of night, probably just a coincidence. Nevertheless, he found the gossamer nightie with matching bra and panty and put them on. He fitted the short wig over his head again. He went into the bathroom to brush and floss his beautiful teeth. Returning to his new bedroom, he slid between the cool slippery sheets and turned out the lights. The erotic tension of the day slid into sharp focus as Brandon squirmed in ecstasy between the...

The coming operation stayed on Stan's mind through the rest of the day and all of the day after. He didn't want to discuss it with anyone even though Lance and Kate were both really interested. He was more interested to know laura's thoughts on what he was doing. Would she think it made him less of a man? As it turned out, she thought it was great and couldn't wait to see the results. When Wednesday came Mike drove a very nervous Stan down to Manchester and waited during the surgery before...

The routine of life in the seminary went on -  classes, masses, rosaries, the liturgy of the hours, recreation, meals, sleep - but not a day went by where I failed to think of what Norbert would soon have in store for me. Sometimes I worried that what we were going to do would be a sin, but I tried to tell my worrying self to shut up. It would be beautiful - so beautiful, as Norbert had said, that it could not possibly be a sin. I imagined that Martin Luther must have started telling...

"Say hello to Thomas." The girl kissed me on the cheek. "He's pretending I'm still Thomas to shock you," she said. "I told him that I'm Ginny now, but he keeps pretending that he's forgotten, especially when he can embarrass someone." Desmond too her hand and paraded her in front of me. "This is the finished product of our factory," he said. "See how sinuously she walks on these impossible heels? Watch her hips wiggle unconsciously as she walks. See her hair swing down her back, and the...

Stan was so nervous he felt as though he could be sick. It was a surreal experience stepping outside the studio and out onto a public walkway fully dressed as a woman for the first time in his life, wearing a bra, panties, dress, heeled sandals and makeup all topped of with the wig. Kate and Laura lined an arm each with his as they walked. "We can't be referring to you as Stan all evening." Laura sensibly opened. "So I'm going to suggest that your feminine name is Stacey." Stan blushed as Kate...

Once Charley and I had finished that exchange, Fran had finished transforming Justin into Julie. He was in a floral print dress, brown stockings, white mid-heeled sandals and a long strawberry blond wig with heart-shaped earrings and a gold chain with a cubic zirconia pendant. "You're just gorgeous, girl!" Haley complimented. "Gorgeous enough to fool Missy and Tammy," Julie added. Just moments after Julie's transformation was done, Phoebe finished transforming Tim into Tiffany. He was in...

Two new stories from Dulci Daily... In Second Teenhood, aging Gary trying desperately to satisfy his sexually demanding wife while facing a declining libido, decides to revisit his teen years as a secret sissy, name Shari. When he does, his wife catches him in one or her nighties and leaves him. How does he move forward in his life now, and will he ever reunite with his wife? In A Farewell to Ass, a writer, who is also an extreme hater of women, contemplates suicide due to his declining libido...