The nearly silent messages continued to bombard Martin's subconscious throughout the day. Repeating without interruption no matter what he did, of how loudly other sound impinged on his conscious mind.Rather than continue an obviously fruitless job search, he immersed himself in vacuuming, polishing the kitchen's tile floor till it reflected like a well made mirror, then making the kitchen appliances shine with equal brilliance. Finished, he got a actual thrill of pleasure from surveying his...

"You know we started your change because you were incapable to support the house and because I wanted to go back to work and stop playing, unwillingly, the role of the perfect housewife. Then things went farther little by little until we reached a point of no return. I want you to know that I never meant to harm you in any way. In fact, I loved you very much when we started on this road and I love you now. The thing is my love for you has changed is quality. Before I loved you with a woman to...

"But how? Why? How could she have done this to me?" Aaron could feel his eyes tearing up again. Mrs. Roberts brushed a few stands of blonde hair away from his cute face."I really don't think that it was intentional, darling," his mother said softly. "It was most likely the cause of the accident. You see, Susie has a kind of special ability, I suppose you could call it a talent.""A talent?""In the old days, she would have been called a witch...""My thoughts exactly, she's a witch!" Aaron...

I turned and looked in the mirror. My god! I looked just like Zoe. My eyebrows are too bushy. I took a mirror and tweezers and began to shape them.It was a while before Sandra returned. She carried a plastic bag which obviously had a flat box in it."You didn't tell me they were new, still in the box.""I didn't really remember. Georgio liked them and got them for me.""Who's talking now? Zoe?"No, I'm Dick. Do you like these?""Very pretty. But how did you know about them?""Silly. I told you that...

"You'd be surprised querido, how many well-to-do middle aged seemingly happily married women in our country live lives of sexual desperation when their husbands can easily afford to buy the favors of younger woman. My referrals will be passable females, competent as the average maid, but also will be able to grant sexual gratification at any time of the day, specifically whenever the man of the house is at work or tending to his own pleasure."Manuela had been talking as if enjoying a dream,...

Outside I acted in every way as the perfect French maid. Just like the time when I first met Yvette, I looked to the outsider like a man in drag, but to me I was the perfect example of femininity and I exuded an aura of femininity. I did not want to behave in the way I did, but I could not resist.The computer programming affected a level below my consciousness, so I acted in response to its instructions in an instinctive way. By the time I realized I wanted to object, I had already done or...

"Exactly what are you proposing?""We have the clout, by the threat of throwing Kelly out on his ear, to force him to accept the position of and entry level Girl Friday.""Don't be silly Josie," Jacki said. "He can't take a Girl Friday position. He's not a girl.""He will be, if we make him dress the part.""Dress him up like a girl? He'll never agree to that."Josie laughed."Oh yes he will. It is part of the contract Ms. Chadwick in personnel drew up for the position of Girl Friday. At least it...

While we cleaned up from lunch, Kathy suggested we catch a movie in town. She'd noticed a real thriller had a 2 PM showing. Sally loved the idea saying she'd had enough sun for a while anyway and wanted to do some shopping at the mall afterwards. They literally dragged me along waylaying my protests with "nonsense you look perfect," and, "it's too late to change or we'll miss the beginning and besides I prefer the way you look right now."What could I do? My "I'm a man!" and "This isn't what I...

"You boys all missed having a real girlhood. This week you will have that experience. There are some boxes under the bed. You are to wear the contents to the chapter meeting tonight."By the time I had kissed the hem of her gown and she had slithered down the stairs, I was shaking like a leaf.When I saw the contents of the boxes, I nearly fled.I lay the contents our on the bed. What I saw was a complete ensemble for a nine-year-old girl going to a party. I was sure, however, that I had never...

"Both of you seem to be having a lively case of it, whatever it is." agreed Gina, reaching over to feel Chris' forehead with the back of her hand. "But you don't feel like you have a fever, and neither does Steve.""It sure hurts, though," Chris told the girls. "All the way to my toes and up to the top of my head, along with every thing in between those two places joining in.""Well, both of you seem to be changing physically," Jen looked at him carefully, from head to toe. "Maybe this is part...

"Very good - I'm lucky to have such cute little cooks! Anyway, are you taking my dictation Andy? Good - let's start with me. I'm the Mother and will do the following things: make the living, make the financial decisions, and worry about the future. Next comes the Daughter, Diana. She's not here but I can speak for her. It's her job to study hard, get good grades and graduate. Next comes the House Hubby - that's you, Jessie. Your job is to keep a nice house for me - that means cleaning it and...

From Old Fashioned Girl... Meanwhile all my boy's clothes were packed in my suitcases and locked away int he storeroom. The clothing from the trunks had been packed with lavender sachet and the odor filled my room for weeks afterward. There were all sorts of dresses, petticoats, corsets, figure trainer, shoes, and every type of female lingerie you could imagine. There were also cosmetics from that era, which were all dried out, but the girls said 'no problem, we have plenty of our own' ...

From The Mirror... Who'd believe me anyway if I told my story? I'd end up being locked away in a pleasant home with nice people i white uniforms looking after me. Except that I'm not crazy and it's true! I was a man who'd become a woman! You believe me don't you? Well, I was!Still, I have to admit, Diane did the right thing by me. There was a bank account with a great deal of money in it, and she left securities and bonds and identification and other things for me, so that all I had to do was...

From Maid of Honor... "Okay,": I finally gave in. "If I can pass as a girl, I will do this for you." Becky gave me a great big hug. "I knew you would help me. You are my best friend." The next day Angel came back to the apartment. "I know that you have dressed as a girl from time to time to fool your landlady, or such; but passting yourself off as a woman full time is something else. It will not be all the easy for you to pass, but I know how we can arrange it so that no one will be able to...

"We did all we can for you, sweet cakes. You ain't no new boy, anymore, ya a ghetto gal, fer sure. It's like we promised you when ya joined the gang. We promised that you could have our protect until you lost your uppity smart ass boy ways and we helped ya to fit in with the rest of the gals here. We done it, so you're on your own, baby." Amy warned as she hald blacked my way so the others could go ahead.

From Ali Qapu..."And you are now to see the Golden One.""The Golden One?""We shall talk on the way," he observed leading the way towards a long colonnaded walk that bordered the edge of the garden and opened into a gateway guarded by an eunuch armed with a wide scimitar. The guard opened the gate and we followed into a marble hellway. "The Golden One is our absolute ruler. The first moment of your training is to begin. When we stop by a door you shall be required to enter alone. You will enter...