An extroverted boy appears on Youtube cavorting about to the music on the stereo. His stepparents encourage his interest in performing. He finds he loves femininity as well as performing. Growing up he gets small parts in plays and commercials but due to his short stature he gets no leading roles and is turned down for a part in a musical by the director who comments, He sings like a girl.Eventually he gets a contract job offer to sing and dance in a drag revue in a Vegas nightclub. He begins...

Theresa looked at herself in the mirror. She really liked what she saw, A beautiful made up face framed by chestnut colored hair that reached just below her ears. Her dress was black, tight and reached to her knees, Her small, but firm breasts showed off a cleavage she had worked hard to get. Her finger and toe nails were painted deep red and on her feet she had open-toed black shoes with 3 inch heels. She wore a golden necklace, golden clip-on earrings, a golden bracelet and a gold watch. She...

The story is a fictional account of the real-life adventures of my Vanity Club sisters Gina Stone and Katie Hightower and the-late Cynthia Decker and their lives as female impersonators.

I sat down and she made up my eyes with grey eye shadow and black eyeliner followed by long black false eyelashes. After applying red rouge to my cheeks she filled in my lips with a generous amount of fire engine red lipstick. A shoulder length black wig was next. She pinned the lacey maid’s cap at the top and then clipped six inch long earrings to each earlobe. A set of matching fire engine red press on nails was last. I sat transfixed looking at the pretty French Maid in the mirror as she...

An out of work actor is trying to make it big, supported by his hard-working girlfriend. She’s furious when she discovers he’s been screwing every actor he can, during the day. When she tells her best friend, a Broadway producer, her friend suggests the perfect revenge. She creates the part of a maid in her new play, and auditions her boyfriend. He refuses the part until his girlfriend tells him, either take the part or she’s throwing him out. Her friend informs him that she believes the only...

A sequel to Perfecting the Art... A gay young man, who has been sitting on the fence of what gender to present to the world is sent to Boston for "polishing". The breeze stirred my skirt once more, a more intense and longer lasting gust than when I first emerged from the apartment lobby and out into the as Rochelle. My skirt was lifted above my knees but somehow my freehand was able to hold it down as the gust subsided. To my vexation a few men stared at the spectacle. It also appeared that I...

When Sarah asked how young I thought she looked I said, "I really wasn't' sure, so I asked Toni and her two girls to write down how old they thought she looked." Taking out three pieces of paper I put the down on the table and let Sarah read them. One things she looks thirteen, and two actually things she looks twelve? I don't believe it," she exclaimed. "The problem is you're having is you remember what she used to look like, and how old she used to be. Frankly I'd though somewhere around...

"You will be given a schedule of your duties as well as what uniform, wig, and makeup schemes to wear. Whether you are on duty or not you must always present a most feminine appearance and of course you must act accordingly. A sissy maid's deportment must be very proper, just like they taught you at Amazonia. You must always behave in a mincing, effeminate and coquettish manner." "Check your appearance in the mirror before beginning work, or before I take you to the doctor for your shots, the...

“What’s wrong?” he asked with apprehension. Without replying, she spun him on the vanity stool so that he could see himself in her mirror. He saw a very pretty young girl staring back at him. He started in nervous surprise and embarrassment, then realized that the pretty young girl was himself! It had been ages since Connie had looked at himself in a mirror, especially not since he had been dressed as a girl by his doting parents. “Hey, that’s me!” he exclaimed with amazement. “It most...

I stood in front of the mirror but it must have been angled as I couldn't see myself. I moved slowly in the mincing step I was trying to make and so did the pretty, blonde-haired girl in the mirror. I looked behind me to see where she was and then I looked back only to see Andrea's hand clutching the girl's. It hit me in a rush, then, well, a panic was more like it, 'she', the gorgeous shapely blonde in the mirror was me, David Evans. "What, what have you done to me?" I croaked as I shuddered...

Even with no makeup I saw myself reflected as wholesome teenage girl, a little boyish perhaps, but unquestionably a girl, and an attractive girl for all that. I finished dressing under Mother’s gentle supervision. She seemed to read my mind as she spoke. “Shellie, sweets, this may seem awkward to you but most girls really don’t mind changing in front of their mother.” I nodded even as I realized that if I were to live as a girl there would be situations that would challenge me, cause me...

A BEGINNER’S GUIDE TO CROSSDRESSING! A Non-fiction, how-to book bringing you lots of helpful how-to information. Learn to look your best, your most feminine.If it is your wish and desire to become the woman you are meant to be, Tricks of the Trade is the book for you. Whether it be full-time, frequently, rarely, or even just in your thoughts, Carollyn Olson will plot the course and get you on your way. You will likely discover aspects of...

"You were actually married to him?" another woman asked in disbelief. Whi9ch prompted Marsha to tell the story of my downfall and how I came to knock on her door one day.  "Knowing you, it's hard to think you were ever married so someone, well, like him." a third woman scornfully remarked.  "Yes well, I was, unfortunately, quite a different person then," Marsha said. "I simply cant' imagine any real man accepting the position of his ex-wife's, what did you call him, your Lady's Boy?"...

One day, Shalia caught her brother wearing her clothes while their parents were away. Able to get into her things, he even wore bra and panties, as well as her high heels. Marveling as how easy he seemed to be able to walk in her shoes, instead of being upset, Shalia asked him why. Even wanting to know how come he did not have a girlfriend. Mennous did not have an answer. With tears of hopelessness and not of exposure, he simply said that he just wanted to be like his sister. This deeply...

A boy with strong feelings of femininity grows up on Montana;s macho world of cowboys, wranglers, cattle and pickup trucks. In his senior year he forgoes a trip  to Florida over spring break and travels to California to see a gender therapist. He subsequently moves there to continue seeing her. Shortly (s)he is contacted by a state investigator who is looking into his therapist's practice. He agrees to co-operate with her as he begins his transition. After finishing his cosmetology...

He wasn’t a French maid after all; he was a plain ordinary maid and he looked real, that much I could tell at first glance. I didn’t have a man in drag in front of me I had a plain looking woman wearing a traditional old fashioned maid’s uniform. All my nervousness has gone and all of a sudden I felt elated. I liked what I saw. I decided to play along.I asked him to turn around slowly and I looked more carefully; blue dress and matching apron, pageboy wig, thick black pantyhose, two inch black...