My last memory was of sitting on that gurney and getting a shot. I began to wonder if the company in New Orleans, Mistress Marlene and that odd old woman had all conspired to do this to me.What was I going to do now? I wondered as I waited patiently for the doctor to come in and talk to me. How was I going to explain this to my parents? What was the "employment" Mistress Marlene had talked about? A thousand and one things were going through my mind when the door to the room opened... ...

"So Phillip Morgan, I see you are wanted by the police. Good thing I found you before they did. Prison is such a horrible place for a pretty boy like you."I said nothing as she continued to grin at me. To her left she held up my attache case. 'Nice bundle of cache you have here, Phillip. Mattress money? Poker winnings? No? What then? Perhaps your share of a jewelry store heist?"I said nothing as she dropped the case and leaned forward. She had a very menacing look on her face. I wasn't sure...

After putting my hair in a ridiculously outdated style that belonged in the 50's, I wobbled out to where the other two brides stood dressed identically to me."First you will have to stand. Toes and heels together, hands folded in front of you, heads bowed. Eyes fixed on the tips of your shoes like proper submissive wives. Now you'll learn how to curtsy. Grasp your skirts daintily using only your thumbs and forefingers. As you curtsy you will place your left foot precisely behind the right. As...

I knew all too well the picture I made as she left. While we'd searched for a ribbon, she'd gone into one of mummy's lingerie drawers and pulled a pair of lacy pink panties. "Here," she said. "Put these on. Can't have you walking about with no underwear. It's not ladylike."I hadn't argued, just slid them up my legs under by apron as she beamed her approval. So there I stood in my swirling, feminine apron, satin panties on my derriere, my hair braided into a plait and tied with a large pink...

Tabby had sensed that under all his macho stridings Ivor was very very femme. He also sensed that the youth was aware of these needs.Ivor washed the windshield of the car that Tabby shared with Crystal. He stared at tabby who was in girl mode. Tabby drove the car to the air pump and took the gauge from the glove compartment. Getting out of the car was a deliberate and seductive act designed to transfix Ivor and bring him under control. Tabby squatted, thighs apart, giving ivor a steady view of...

Andie felt a gow of both anticipation and satisfaction as she watched the reflection of the moon on the bay. An in-bound fishing boat glided across the moon. She reached out to her two companions as they stood on either side. He hads were on the small of their backs. She kissed each in turn. She savored the lingering taste. "Thank you for bringing me here, here into the special world. I just know it's my world too.""Night sweets," smiled Hanie. "Big day to morrow."Andie opened the blind in the...

"Anyhow that guy's name was Ron Crichton. We got it on together for a while when no one was around. He was a really nothing guy but when he put on panties and I made him up... Wow! What a turn on for both of us. He was so much better as a girl. Not just prettier but much more forceful, dynamic even, much more together."He talked about going to school as a girl and working as a girl. He went to New York and got work as a chorus boy or girl in a really classy drag show. Wrote me a couple of...

I wanted to buy and wear feminine apparel for the same reason a natural born woman woujld: fashion for function. I wanted to look like all the other women looked like because I was one of them.All I ever wanted was to just fit into the feminine world where I felt I belonged. As a male I considered myself to be an outcast, a leper even an impersonator hiding the real me in a male body.

In the car mother asked, "Who was that good looking man in the Mustang who waved at you?"I told her that he was the track coach."Well he seemed to like you, but I must say, he was a good looking young man. Wasn't he?"I, without thinking, did agree that he was good looking and then got red in the face as I recalled what mother once said about blushing. When one blushes, it's either that they did something wrong or they wanted to do something wrong.She then surprised me by saying, "Now my pretty...

I quivered and hoped no one gave her a hard time at the meeting about my work. I felt as if I was living on hot coals whenever I looked up and saw her looking at me, pursing her lips or tapping her cheek with a pencil.Dana sent shock waves through me as I could almost hear the gears turning in her head as she worked out when would be the best time to reveal that Trish Kirk, in her attractive business suit, high heels and long, stockinged legs, was nothing but another man. ...

Tony's roommate Mark, had been kidnapped. To save his life, Tony would have to wear the super suit again - but there was one little problem...He would be transformed into a woman again - Tina - with super sexual powers that not only made him irresistible to men, but also gave him the un uncontrollable lustful power to fulfill all their sexual needs and desires.

I was a woman. I lifted my skirt and I was still a woman in my stockings, garter belt and panties. I looked at the girl in the mirror and loved her. I knew that she loved being who she was. I shivered as I went to bed and changed. Yes, I willingly put on a nightie, going to bed with my hair in a net, my skin covered with softening, women's lotions. Then, I got up of Friday, eager to be a woman again, all day long.

"You know Donna?" I said one time, caressing his manhood through his panties. "I'm starting to get concerned about you.""Concerned?""Yes I think you're getting... well... kinda... well... sissyish?""Aw, c'mon Karen." he said, bright red."Well Donna? You have to admit it - you do a lot of kinda girlish things - I mean you're always doing girl things with mom and Wendy - and you do wear panties. Can you blame me for being worried? Suppose you can't..." I tried to blush... "act the man's part on...

I'd known for a long time that Roz was a consummate gossip, but I hadn't realized how glib she was, how she could turn almost any situation to her advantage. She's gotten me to do this silly thing to save her job for her. Gods in heaven, I had bought into that, hook, line and sinker.And I shouldn't have been dressed like I was; my makeup expertly done as if I was a woman going out that night after work. Other women got into the elevator. Several older ladies looked frazzled while younger ones,...

Kerry looked so real, so beautiful. Her full calves tapered to perfect ankles. The dark uniform stockings and clunky heels couldn't conceal the perfection of her legs.Her hair was in a French braid. "I did it myself," she proudly whispered to Rosie who rested her hand on Kerry's yummy tush each time our new maid paused near her.Dinner. Kerry wore a black uniform with a white apron. Rosie went into the kitchen to see Kerry hike her skirt and adjust the garter smap on her black stocking. Unlike...