Over two weeks had passed and "Gene" had not worn a stitch of male clothing. Of course, there was probably none in the house to wear, so he decided his adventure had begun. "He" had to put all concepts of "Gene" our of "his" head, at least for the summer. Come what may, Regina must bow to her fate and yield to the wishes of the powerful women influencing her life. It was her only hope for freedom.

I'm not saying that they had to pry me out the door with levers, but there was a large portion of reluctance on my part to leave that relative haven o safety. How could I do such a thing? The shoes felt funny, my legs were cold from being semi exposed to the "raw" air, the skirt and slip were downright distracting and limiting my step size to say nothing of the unaccustomed weight and size of those bumps on my chest. Only the remembrance of the image in the mirror coupled with the "good of the...

There was a cool breeze blowing when we came out. It worried the hem of my dress as it played with my slip and skirt. Mom let go of me only when we got to the car. I wanted to run back into the house, but thought better of it since anyone watching would really get suspicious then, and there was no telling what Mom would do to me. Besides, I didn't know if she had put a house key in my purse. I could just imagine myself rifling the purse only to find no key, then being forced to go in the care...

"He's not taking any hormones," Sueann protested firmly, interrupting Betty's story. "In fact Jamie doesn't even like to use aspirin." Better thought for a minute and snapped her fingers. "Of course, that's got to be it! He's working at the Franklin Pharmaceutical Company isn't he?" "You know he is. What about it?" Sueann asked. "What do they make there, in fact, what is their only product" Better countered smugly. "Everyone knows that, they make birth control..." Sueann blanched and ran to...

"You've never worn your sister's nighties?" "My sister wore long night gowns, nothing so..." "Sexy?" "Yes," I blushed. Evita lay the flimsy baby doll on her pillow. "Then you are going to have some fun tonight." She reached for my hand ant pulled me from the bed, spinning me around, unzipping my gown. "Don't tell me you don't want to try it on? Don't tell me you're not a transvestite. You probably masturbate dreaming about frilly things, so why fight it? Why act so embarrassed? You are who you...

"Trust me. I've experience in this. Now I'm going to pass about 5% of Juliana's male elan to you. You will feel very little. A few minor changes may take place within a few minutes. Others will take all night. We'll have a session every day at three. Very well, let's get started." She placed a hand on each of our heads. I flinched but really felt nothing. Hank looked puzzled. Madam Kehzia removed her hands. "Was that it?" I asked. "Uh-huh," she said. "Hank, feel anything?" "Sort of a fullness...

From Magic Moments... Peter immediately started to take off his clothes. He was now so under Garet's magical control that the possibility of objecting just did not enter his mind. He was wearing a brief and crop top set of the kind which was ll the rage amongst modern young misses. The material was a very soft cotton, pale pink with white polka dots. The briefs were high waisted paniteis. The crop top was like the top of a vest but only went down to just below his chest, leaving his midriff...

"What do you think I should do?" Jason asked. "If I were you, I'd go back down to the DMV and have them issue you a new one with your picture on it. Either that or..." "Or what?" "Start wearing a dress." Mary Sue's giggle brought the predicted dirty look from Jason.

From My Sister's Keeper: Once she had me stripped, she reached down and picked up the pantygirdle that still lay on the floor near my scattered clothing and handed it to me, telling me to put it on. When I started to resist I was again slapped and decided, well, pain just wasn't my bag and besides, this thing was so soft, it couldn't hurt, could it? No! Even as I was pulling it on she dragged me, almost toppling me, over to her dresser which she opened just as I was getting my second leg...

From All Girl Band: The car door opened and the flabbergasted beauty was helped to her high heeled feet. . Barbie remembered now. She would never be anything but what she was. A sexy little rock 'n' roll tramp with a body to die for. Her sister's revenge had been completed the day she awoke from that last injection to find herself trapped in the body of a teenage sex bomb! What's more, while she was unconscious, they had messed with her mind somehow, so that every time she was around a crowd...

Peggy just looked at him quizzically. To Larry's amazement, the ring actually slid onto his selected finger. In his mind, he tried to picture the soap opera star, Victoria Majors. He braced himself; the first effect was not slow in coming. His stomach felt like he was in free fall, and every inch of his being ws in motion. He glanced downwards, as his chest shrank in girth and his breasts grew in size. At the same time, his waistline almost seemed to flow downwards into his growing hips... ...

That next week, the mansion fluttered with excitement awaiting the return of Alicia. Shelley, only briefly, tried to argue that he wanted to wear something more masculine for her return, but Mrs. VanBeau convinced him that she wanted to fool Alicia with Shelley's transformation to see if he would be recognized. Early that evening, the cab pulled into the circular drive and Shelley, dressed again in his pink satin uniform and made up like a porcelain doll, stood by the doorway to greet his...