Michelle Bennett was a hard taskmistress for Denise Gordon. Denise Gordon; it was like it wasn't me, even though I responded to the name. I had to. No one called me anything but Denise. Michelle seemed determined to get me into trim as a woman in record time. I must admit that I had to wonder at times if they were't feeding me some drug in the water and light salads, my main foods, because sometimes, just sometimes, I found myself hardly able to remember I was Charley Howell. I wasn't acting...

"This is the moment I've dreamed of since I was younger; now it's here. We're in the same bed together," she whispered."I never knew that I would share my bed with such a beautiful woman, even one I also knew in her male life. I don't know what to say, Darlene... except that you're more beautiful than I envisioned. I'm very happy that I made your dream come true." I said softly.I was gently caressing her face as she softly whispered, "Kiss me." The next thing I knew, we were engaged in a long,...

I suppose I started to become fascinated by Marc. It wasn't love, it was just a kind of a strong attraction to him - I could say an obsession, but it wasn't like that at all. I was just kind of, well, interested in him, really interested. It was partly because I felt sorry for him, partly because I wanted to know more about his crossdressing and partly, I don't know, I just liked the idea that he did shave all over; he was smoothed skinned! And he rubbed oils into his skin and moisturized and...

Eddie didn't know how to treat me when I came mincing in daintily, playing the queen meeting a john, in case there were prying eyes about us, or pricked-up ears. They should be convinced after my chatter asking him how he liked my new, curly hair and how I'd bought a new, pink lipstick just for him because he liked it so much, and how did he like my new eyelashes, that I'd curled just for him? I was going to be too much woman for him, I just knew it, I declared, as I shut the door. Eddy backed...

"Oh, Miss Spurtridge!" he said, approaching her with a mock-serious expression on his face, I am torn, deeply torn, between two aspects of myself. In my official aspect, I know it is my duty to punish you for your misconduct in daring to place yourself, as a female impersonator, before the impressionable students of Rutland Ridge High School - causing great danger to their morals and their purity of mind. You deserve a sharp spanking for your naughtiness in doing so. On the other hand, in my...

From Alexandria & Katherine as Kit remembers her now dead husband, who had been murdered "on the job"."Dammit Kit," the small detective sitting oh her desk exclaimed. "You just come right out with it, don't you?"The sight of this small man dressed in a girl's snug jeans, nylon pantyhose, dark pumps with three inch high heels, a white linen blouse with the shape of a ponytail behind his head, gold hoop earrings, red, red lipstick, mouth busily chewing gum and a wide leather belt around the slim...

After the first few weeks Fanny knew the routine; nights and weekends were always the busiest. At these times the place where the business started was the drawing room. After dinner the girls assembled there and sat on chaise lounges of which there were many. Gentlemen would come in, look around, and eventually pick some Maryann. Then off they would go to her boudoir. As said before, the money was all handled by Myra Bates.There was never any hurry, men could take their time; it was rare that...

I sat on the bed and started to explain about Megan, Olivia, and Mum, how I always liked their clothes and now that I had a flat on my own I liked to dress. Nisha's reaction was a world away from Katie's - she put her arm around me and stroked my back and listened to my tale and it somehow made us stronger.Nothing was said about it for a while but one time, when we were out for a meal together, I said, "Michaela may go shopping on Thursday.""Who's Michaela?" Nisha asked. "My female alter ego,"...

Jimmy cringed. This was getting crazier and crazier. Photos? That was not what he wanted, proof of his existence as a girl. But it was his mother's birthday and saying no, was not possible. Before he realized it, they all had dragged him along to the studio where a photographer was busy with the cover girl. There was a majestic wedding dress awaiting him...."Aunty Ellen, is this all really necessary? Isn't Christine exaggerating? I don't need so many photos of me, nobody does."His mother had...

One thing I never did was take advantage. I was careful, I was discreet and I tried to put things back where they came from but I was like a kid in a sweet shop. The first room I went into was Megan's. I opened up the wardrobe and looked at the lovely array of clothes and dresses, silky to the touch and multi-colored. Of course, there were plenty of neatly folded jeans and leggings but there were also skirts and dresses and even evening dresses. I spent ages just looking at her clothes. I just...

Damian relaxed back on the sofa cushions and took Seth's hand. "That's not what I had in mind to talk over with you but it is interesting n'est pas? I went to that TG counselor this afternoon for another chat. It's OK if she has the time. She asked that you get in touch; gave me her card. Um, here it is.""That's probably a good idea, thanks. I've not been completely honest with you. Perhaps becuase Sybil and I just broke out of our cocoon. She has caught me several times in the past when I put...

"... How many of you have a roommate who's having a hard time coming to grips with having a transgender girl for a roommate?" I asked my group."Why do you ask?" Dr. Howe asked me. I have a roommate who's having a hard time getting used to living with transgender roommates. He name is Susan. She came here from Kalispell, Montana last week, after she was caught assaulting three classmates at her middle school. She hasn't shared her living space with a girl other than her older sister, let alone...

"Here Martin, hold my hand again," Phil seized his left hand in her right."Yes of course," he said, rather pleased to be invited.They then proceeded along hand-in-hand, looking like a happy couple. When they returned to the house they had cocoa and watched some TV before retiring. For some people, the initial hand-holding would have progressed rapidly, but Martin was not that kind of person - hence the years of bachelordom - he couldn't just shuck off his personality."Thank you for today,...

I first tried to open the wardrobe I had seen the fine wire and Morse code transmitter put away in. It was locked. I looked over at the dressing table; there were a few lipsticks which I didn't think were right/ cann it a woman's intuition. On twisting the barrel of one of the lipstick holders, a red object with at first looked like lipstick emerged. On closer inspection it was a 4.5 single shot lipstick gun. Pressing tat the back of the lipstick container would fire the bullet, very effective...

Ben couldn't get over the feeling these very odd and strange clothes had on his now hairless body.. The corset held him so tight that he couldn't take big steps and so he started taking these little mincing steps that caused his ass to sway. The dress was driving him nuts as it rubbed against his bare legs with every step and it tickled as it softly brushed the bare sensitive skin. Plus it took most of the morning to get used to having these rather large mounds on his chest. He had to learn...

Heather Archer, a transsexual nurse at Sudbury General Hospital, had fallen in love with Martin Townsend, a politician who became the Member of Parliament for Sudbury City. Martin's political ambitions were high and he was making his way up the political ladder. He had asked Heather to marry him, which that era was not allowed. Heather confessed to Martin that she was transsexual yet this made no difference to him. He loved her and would forsake his political career for her. Heather saw...