I glance into the mirror... god! I looked positively immoral and decadent and as sexy and as stunning as I have ever seen myself. My nipples stiffened and traced suggestive bumps in the lace when I moved! And I could just make out the shadow of my ersatz feminine sex at the juncture of my ivory thighs! "My good Goddeth, girl!" Lana breathed in awe. "You are fanabulouth!" "Yeah, not bad at all!" Lynda added. "Ok. Enough admiring the view. Thith gown still needth to be finithed. You!" Lana...

It must have been an hour before we left the Ladies' Room. The supper was over, the cleanup in full throttle, and wine being poured. Speeches were being given by voices that weren't female even though they came from the mouths of very pretty women. "I need to speak to my friends, the judges," Guy said as I clung to his arm, this being the only way to get properly out of the place. He kissed me. He was right about how the drugs made me feel. Oh I had to keep on doing that, kissing him, as I...

To say I felt almost delicious would be an understatement. At the front door I brushed back my hair with one hand and them opened it. Standing there was an apparition. The figure had long black hair but no face. She was wearing a black leather pantsuit, while leather shirt, black leather bow tie and highly polished black leather boots. There was just a hint of aftershave lotion as she stepped forward. I felt myself begin to get aroused as her strong arms wrapped around me and she leaned in to...

When successful businessman David Morris is contacted by an old friend, Gwen, he remembers how close they had been at one point. With an eye to reawakening their relationship, he agrees to look up her brother, Phil to help him get up to Cambridge on his way to visit her.When he sees Phil again after many years he sees that the once soft and effeminate boy has become even more so. Over time his relationship with the boy becomes more intimate as Phil becomes Philly and then Phillipa. ...

"I don't know how you men can get it up so fantastically in the morning," I murmured to Peter as he turned me over and let me kiss and aroise him still further. I forced myself to act in quite a frenzy making love to him, my padded breasts being squeezed by him as I kissed and kissed him When a couple of his crime friends came into the luxuriously furnished cell, we didn't have to slow or stop at all as we made love. It was if I was back in D Block when Tasha was teaching me how to be a woman ...

The moment I pushed back at him letting my lips open and letting the tip of my tongue find his lips, Donny pulled back from me. I have to admit I was a little puzzled, disappointed and really frightened as well. "You don't have to fake it with me." Donny said sharply. "If you want to kiss me, then kiss me Melissa. "Don't start all the stuff you were told you had to do in Fort George," he grimaced at me. "I've seen and heard a lot of perverted, sordid tapes from D Block. You are on a lot of...

Otto Goldmun, a survivor of World War II and it's horrors, discovers 5 homeless teenagers wandering the streets, stealing whatever they can, selling whatever they can in order to survive. In an act of selfless kindness he begins to take them under his wing, making sure that they eat and are clothed and even learn a few things. Over time one of the boys shows an interest in wearing women's clothes and a relatioship blossoms.

Well at the time the thought of wearing that lingerie full time and growing my hair and nails femininely long and just acting girlish I thought would be great, a real kick It was really a dream come true, especially since there was the potential of being helped along by a cooperating female. And as I really did not have any job or prospects for a good job, so I thought why not and told her so. So the deal was struck. I pretended I was hesitant about it but having little choice in the matter...

Street Walker is a story about morality. It is a testament to a time honored requisite of fidelity in marriage, and what can happen if one strays off the beaten path.Nick decides to take a walk on the wild side. He goes lookig for a prostitute, and finds much more than he bargained for. He meets Lilith, a witch, and is forced to cope with dresses, makeup, and sex because of the spell she casts on him.

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.