“I don’t have any sisters. The girl you saw was... was me.” Lolita was quite surprised, and somewhat uncertain that I was telling the truth. “What are you saying? Are you telling me that you like dressing up like a woman, or something like that? Are you a fag? A transvestite?” “Honey, I wish it were that easy,” I answered, nervously. “What I’m telling you is that I am a woman. I’m a woman trapped in a man’s body. I know it sounds corny, but that’s exactly what I’m saying; it’s exactly how I...

‘‘That’s not the point; you couldn’t feel so feminine in handed down lingerie.’’ Olivia held out some black panties towards him. ‘‘This is your lingerie; all yours and yours alone.’’ Olivia said. ‘‘I promise that you’ll feel so different when you’re wearing it.’’ ‘‘I shouldn’t,’’ Darren replied, picking up another of the bags and feeling the silky material inside. ‘‘I couldn’t…’’ ‘‘Oh, but you will,’’ Olivia said. ‘‘I’ll bet that even now, your mind is tumbling over with thoughts that you’re...

She began to notice a slight change in the way he held himself. It had been three months since they had started the work with Body By Fisher. When she held him in her arms she could feel the difference in his waist, much smaller. The hips were expanding. The bust enlarging into almost an AA cup. He was conscious of this and avoided wearing tight knit sport shirts when he went out. One evening he came down to dinner in one of her dressing gowns. “My, don’t we look beautiful,” she said. “Oh, do...

I still couldn’t put it all into perspective when I got home. Everything seemed so normal again, as if I’d never been away. I struggled to put all these experiences into context in the following weeks. Dad was preoccupied; not that I could have told him that I’d been having sex with a boy who acted like a girl. I couldn’t tell Thelma that her nephew had kissed me like I was a girl either. I certainly couldn’t tell either of them that it had left me confused. Was I wrong to be confused? Should...

The Holiday Inn in Songtang-si was a bit nicer than some of the other hotels near the gates of Osan Airbase, but it lacked an elevator. That meant L.C. and Lisa had to climb up three flights of steps to reach her room. She pulled the key out of her purse and opened the door. She gestured to L.C. to enter first and she followed him inside. Once they were both in the room, she locked the door. “Now that we’re alone I have a few questions for you. Do you like dressing up in girly things?” L.C....

From Tending Houseplants Can be Dangerous, “Trixie. You have made Max very embarrassed by making him up like a beautiful girl.” “Aw jeez, Jack! I was just bored. I get so tired of just watching TV, ya know?” “Yes, I know. But I have a feeling that you are not going to be bored any longer.” “Huh?” “How would you like to dress him up too? Complete his transformation into a pretty girl?” “Oh, Jack! Ya mean it?” “Right after we got here you were complaining that this house was just full...

I wrote to Mr. Overhill stating how he was to recognize us, and requesting a meeting at three o’clock tomorrow afternoon, at a specified location near Blowboys House but not within view of it. In case the post did not arrive in time, I said, we would again await him at three o’clock on the day after. I also informed him that I believed Lord Blowboys to have been previously convicted of attempted buggery, occurring at Endwick in Warwickshire, and that the King should be notified, so that he...

“If you don’t learn another thing from our little association, learn this: Being feminine has absolutely nothing to do with what you’re wearing, the length of your hair, or your bust line. It’s totally, one-hundred percent in your head. It’s just that simple and it’s just that complicated. If you want to make this decoy thing work, you’ve got to learn how to feel feminine - from the inside out. By the time I’m through with you, all of you will be able to pass anytime and any place. You’ll also...

“If you don’t learn another thing from our little association, learn this: Being feminine has absolutely nothing to do with what you’re wearing, the length of your hair, or your bust line. It’s totally, one-hundred percent in your head. It’s just that simple and it’s just that complicated. If you want to make this decoy thing work, you’ve got to learn how to feel feminine - from the inside out. By the time I’m through with you, all of you will be able to pass anytime and any place. You’ll also...

Yes, this was what Lady Blowboys would never know: I had been a late bloomer indeed, as girls go—but I was not really a girl. For fifteen years, ever since my parents had brought me to Troveroy Park at the age of three, I had been passed off as a girl, because Lady Julia insisted that she could not endure a boy. I could not now remember my parents; they had been so eager to have me bear the Troveroy name and be raised to a station above their own, by their exalted Aunt Julia and (as they...

‘‘I’ve only borrowed her robe,’’ I said. ‘‘I haven’t been trying on her dresses.’’ As the words spilled out of my mouth, I had a vague sense of how inappropriate they were. "Of course you haven’t.’’ Angela stared at me closely but there was a twinkle in her eye that was saying something different, like she didn’t believe me. ‘‘But you’re both tall and slim, and apart from the obvious curves, I think most of her things would fit you. You could have such fun, playing a dressing up game with...

“Well, it’s a start. Let’s get you into this corset.” “Corset? I can’t...” “Greg, this dress isn’t going to close if you’re not properly corsetted. Besides it will hold the falsies. Turn around.” For some reason I didn’t put up much of a fight. She tugged and hauled on the strings of that fiendish corset. When she was done she turned me around. “There. Oh my, things are taking on a different form.” “Can’t breathe.” “Breathe with your chest. That’s it. Makes you much more interesting too.” I...

‘‘Is everyone susceptible?’’ I asked. ‘‘I thought some people are impossible to hypnotise.’’ ‘‘I’m never going to admit that,’’ she replied. ‘‘You’d be an amazing subject.’’ ‘‘How can you tell? I’d resist all the way.’’ ‘‘You’re challenging me, aren’t you?’’ Melissa came and walked round my chair. I remember that she looked at me, then nothing. ‘‘I told you I’d resist,’’ I said when I realised that Melissa was sitting opposite me with a huge grin on her face. ‘‘You did,’’ she said. ‘‘And who...

‘‘I’ve only just summoned the courage to call you,’’ she said. ‘‘I’d love to see you again. I can’t get you out of my mind. I know I was behaving like a real bitch at the end of the tour and I wanted to say that I’m sorry.’’ ‘‘You don’t have to apologise,’’ I replied. ‘‘I guess we were all under stress at the end of the run.’’ ‘‘I was sad when it ended, although I’d only been there for a while.’’ Rosalind’s voice was softer than I remembered. ‘‘I was lucky though. I got a job in...

Simultaneously he rose all the way off of my chest, and MY BREASTS quivered and shook beneath his flat, masculine chest! “What the Hell have you done to me?” My voice now had a surprised female shriek to it, better than anything my self training had ever been able to achieve. “You wanted to know about the process and so you have had `the treatment’. That is all there is to it! As never before, you are now totally Annie. You can still sleep around with anyone you want, like last night, lover....

‘‘Here’s your new identification documents; driving licence, social security number, bank and creditcards.’’ Sylvia handed me a small wallet as we sat to dinner courtesy of a local pizza delivery. ‘‘But these are for Madeleine Duval. That’s not me.’’ ‘‘It is now.’’ She smiled. ‘‘It’s for your security.’’ ‘‘But I’m not female.’’ ‘‘You’re going to appear to be, then no one will recognize you.’’ ‘‘I won’t agree to that.’’ ‘‘We thought of male disguises but you’re so small it was easier to make...