While exploring the remote regions of northern India, a small group of English officers hear of a remote valley and its capital city, Subbujah, known as the City of Splendor, with strange and exotic practices. They meet a man who encourages them to allow him to guide them to that city and experience its wonders.They quickly become enmeshed in the politics of this strange society where many of the women were actually men before being forced into the feminine role. Soon it seems to be their fate...

Two stories taking place in the West:In My Alice From Wonderland Harmon McQueen, a veteran turned recluse, in love with reading, horses and his ranch, lives on his big ranch on a remote mountain. He's surprised when a trick or treater, dressed as Alice from Alice in Wonderland comes calling one Halloween, as no one ever makes it to his front door, except for his hands.She, or rather as he soon finds out, he, is the son of his foreman, who has been dressed as a girl for her entire life....

In book 1, a rebellious young male is sent to a distant aunt to be straightened out from his rebellious ways. She declares he'll be treated the age he acts and is put into a childish bodice kilt and laughed at by her teenage daughters. He gradually becomes more sissified and turned into the oldest daughter's groom. He is then sent to beautician's school, there mistaken for a made and thus he's turned into one and then into a girl.

In book 2, the boy, now forced to masquerade as a girl is employed by a guest. At first he thinks as her maid, but she has her heart set on a darling niece. Sent to charm school and ballet class "she" becomes ultra girlish and acts younger and younger. Trying to escape her dreadful toddler status she's put into a baby harness.

The soft cotton felt so good between my finger tips that my hands began to quiver as I felt renewed energy start to flow through my body. It felt good to be standing thee nude but for my socks, the blindingly white cotton panties held front of me like a ritual object raised toward heaven in a rite meant to assure that my innermost dreams would be reality. But this wasn’t simply a ritual, it was an ordeal imposed by Lois as if she were the priestess charged with testing me, the neophyte hoping...

I looked up just as a fairly plain maid dressed in the style of 1905 or so, curtseyed at the door, then minced into the room and stopped before Martha, again curtseying deeply."It's about time, Miss Hana!" Ma snapped. "I have a good mind to give you a sound birching on that far ass of yours!""But Miss Martha," the maid objected softly, curtseying, "I do not have a fat ass!""Are you arguing with me, girl?" Ma demanded.Again, the deep curtsey. "On no Ma'am! I would never do that!" ...

Junior Agent Parker, a member of the elite British secret service MI-5, receives the simple assignment of tracking down the son, Kim, of the ambassador from Japan. The son's last known location was at the famous university Cambridge. As he follows the trail he soon finds out that Kim is in fact a transvestite. His search soon becomes a labyrinth of kidnapping and sexual slavery, in which he too becomes enmeshed.

It's hard to scream when you have a ball gag in your mouth, but I managed before I passed out.Pippa came into my room half an hour later to find me distraught and close to a total breakdown. She just untied me and held me as the two of us slipped into mu bed together. She cradled e from behind and stroked my hair like my mother used to do. I cried myself to sleep.

Looking back I should have realized months ago what was going on and voiced objections or stopped this business before it got out of hand. I did not and this new relationship between Ariel and me is nearly a year old. How I was maneuvered into this position is clear to me now, but it seems there is little to be done.

I spotted Eve from a distance. She was talking to a lady in the front of the store. She looked amazing. Her shiny black hair, with one strand falling softly to the side of her face was pulled back to show her perfect complection. She wore a white blouse that barely condealed her breasts, a black knee-length skirt and heels. I would die to have legs like hers. She reminded me of a 1950's Holywood starlet. The actress Betty Page came to mind.

Three stories of surprise and change for lovely excitable crossdressers.In An Innocent Virgin Randi (Randolph) wears an old-school Catholic schoolgirl uniform in public, desperately trying to portray an innocent virgin. That is not what really happens...In Red-Hot Flapper at the Roadhouse (set in the Roaring 20's), Edna (Eddie) fulfills her dream of dressing as a flapper and engaging in shameless promiscuity. But the dream turns to disaster!In A Whammy for Wally, Candi (Cameron) gives a sexy...

Two stories:In Paradise Island, Michael, a young man facing unemployment, meets a mysterious woman on his last day at the restaurant where he has been working. She offers him a job at her exclusive sexual retreat. She has plans for him far beyond his imagination.In A Position in The Family, Phillip, a young man raised by a single mother in feminine pursuits, including occasional crossdressing, is offered a job tutoring his cousin at the remote but luxurious estate of his Aunt's. Miss Terry,...

"Oh, Mom and Judy have been calling me Ronda, but I'd prefer you still refer to me as Ronny."At that moment, Katherine walked back into the room. They jumped apart with guilty expressions on their faces."Oh, Kevin, I forgot to tell you, Ronny is now Ronda, and to help the dear girl to adjust quicker, I would appreciate it if you would use her new name when referring to her or speaking to her. Do I make myself clear, Dear?"Kevin gulped. Her veiled threat was patently clear, even to him!"Yes,...

"You wanna go through a law suit?" Tammy asked me. "None of us saw anything but you dressed up and acting like a woman. I should have told you in the shack that, if he wanted you to boff him, you were going to have to do it.""But I'm a man," I told her in shock, the mirror contradicting me as I looked every inch like Annette O'Brien in a tight skirt and ruined makeup and hair.“Not now you ain’t, kid,” Tammy said to me. “Now you’re Annette.”“But I’m not a woman!” I’d screamed hoarsely at Tammy. ...

The music was deliberately slow and sensuous. I was used by now to dancing with other men. I put my arms about Brennan’s neck and let him steer me about the dance floor, his arms so strong as they hugged me tightly into him, my padded breasts a cushion against him. Well, it was payback time for the evening we had had even though it wasn’t quite the evening Moira and I had planned.

"Promise you won't hate me," she said suddenly. Leaping to her feet as I sat up looking at her, she stood on the bed like a child at play. She turned slightly away as she pulled lowered her panties exposing the cleft between her nether cheeks and no more. Then, as she turned to face me directly, she lowered her panties and stepped out of them. The incongruity of this slender feminine body adorned by this shocking anomaly took my breath away even as Freddie declaimed, "See! See what you...