All of us have a fantasy girl that lives inside of us. She may be shy or outgoing, prim or sluttish, beautiful or pretty. She is ours to dress as we wish. But rarely are those wishes granted Sure we can dress a certain way, and pretend to be what we are not. But what if, by chance, our most secret wish could be made to come true? Just how far would we be able to take her, and how much of you would be in that person that you have become?

I wanted to feel the soft tricot on my skin again. I loved the image I saw in the mirror when I was fully made-up and dressed. Passing the cosmetic counter, I imagined myself doing my own makeup or sitting in a perfumed bubble bath, then dusting myself with perfumed body powder before putting on one of those peignoir sets.I was trying to find a way to resolve these feminine feelings. I went on the Internet and got some valuable information about transvestism and transsexualism. I wasn't sure...

Odile had an argument going on in her head. She was thinking over her own feelings for the incredible dancing nun. 'Well,' she sighed and sipped the wine. 'Sure, she's beautiful, in lots of ways. Might be she is playing sport with me thinking I'm involved with Drexel. It's not amusing. Is this insane? Nobody falls for a nun, not even the banker asked to OK the loan on the convent we joke about. Yet, there are some questions. She seems genuinely attracted to me. I should know that, for sure....

Annette shook her head. "I've seen you looking Philip. Looking at what I am wearing, looking at what Mum's wearing or Georgina. Your little eyes light up at the sight of a pair of heels, Georgina in her leather skirt or Mum in her silky blouse. You're very lucky to have a Mother who understands you and lets you express your feminine side. I don't think I would ever allow my son to do what you were allowed to do when you were younger."Through the hiccups I gulped, my mouth felt dry. "But they...

First a psychotropic drug was being introduced through the tubes in Charity's veins. It would take the place of the addictive sedatives and painkillers she had been receiving. Now that the pain was subsiding and healing was well underway, it was time to relax and open her mind to programming and suggestion.Second, the AVCOM unit was developed with Marge's input for the armed forces. It was the newest development in mind manipulation. A feedback circuit was mounted inside the goggles and...

"I liked the way you handled yourself today," she began. "You were precisely the lady I wanted you to be. You did enjoy spending the day in a dress and heels, didn't you?"I nodded. It had been only too pleasurable. I was not only looking forward to doing it again, I secretly wanted to do this all the time. I loved the demure lady I had become when I was enfemme. I took  another sip of the soft drink. She leaned over and kissed me. I got up and walked to the bedroom with Dinah right behind...

"You're making me so girly," I whispered, shaking, as she stroked my bra straps and held my head into her shoulder, my thick wig hair pushing against my face. "You need it," Liz whispered back. "You haven't got in touch with your true feminine side yet, darling Linda. You've still a very long way to go before you really appreciate what it is to be a woman. So put your boots on and let's get going!"

He began to stroke my hips in the padded dress and he pushed his leg between mine. His hands caressed my thigh and I could feel his warmth even through my lovely dress. I felt my fake breasts pushing into his chest and I had the strangest desire. I wished that they were real and that I could have pleasured him with real mounds of soft, womanly breasts. I recoiled again from that thought but as I wriggled at that he turned his kissing to my chest as if my cleavage was indeed real. His hands...

Dan walked in. Nelson's face changed as he saw him. The change was almost immediate and Alicia watched every nuance. She was fascinated to see how fully he had accepted her suggestion."Hi Dan," Nelson said softly, standing and going to hug jim affectionately, kissing his cheeks, French style, then holding onto his hand he stood back and started to smile and look into his eyes. " I was hoping you'd be here today, I do need you to help me through. I'm so afraid of messing up, and I don't want to...

Rose Garden Gift - a man accidently parachutes into an exclusive all women's academy and they decide to keep him.Gorgeous George - Jane decides to get a court order banning her husband from entering casinos and gambling away all their money. George keeps doing it by entering as a gorgeous woman. When Jane finds out, she takes extreme steps to ensure his obedience.Timing, Trading, Training and Triumph - Sue and Jamie are struggling, but Sue has qualified for a 6 month training program, for...

"Linda you keep claiming to be my son, but I don't see it. You look like a lovely girl, one who is bound have a loving husband and a lot of children at some future time. For now, you just have to do well in school. The rest will  come in its own time." With that, Mom took her eyes off the road for a split second and gave me that look that said I'd better not make an issue of it. I shut up.

She began by defining what it was that so attracted her to Rachel. She did concede that her feeling for the guy/girl had deepened considerably since her boyfriend Colin's rejection. She had to evaluate how strong a bond could be formed being on the rebound from a love connection not strong enough to endure in the first place. Rachel, she thought collecting all the interest and charm she felt, was the most fascinating person she'd ever met. Going all the way back to the company mailroom, Rachel...

Anatoly is a "special girl" in a very special family. She finds herself at the sexual mercy of her brothers Tyler and Jason. Father has commanded it to be so, and no one disobeys one of Father's commands. Be advised that this story emphasizes the intimate erotic details of the threesome's relationship over elaborate plot.

The folder underneath his mattress and the catalogs provided Harry with all the fantasies he wanted. He would watch the beauty contests or model search shows on TV with his sisters. Harry would close his eyes and imagine himself in the back room in his lingerie being made up, having his hair styled, putting on a fabulous dress and walking down the runway.He would be very good at what was called "the models' strut". With his dress swirling around him he would walk the walk in his four-inch high...

From My Crazy Mother and Her Family: "Punishment! You just spanked me. Isn't that enough?" I said through my tears."Oh no you haven't even begun your punishment for the foul things you said young man. If I had my way you will be punished until the end of summer," she said clearly still angry at me. "Bitch," I mumbled as she started out the door. "What did you just say?" she said as she turned back to look at me. Her face was red with anger and I knew then that I had gone too...

One evening at the start of my second week of training, Betty came home with a package which she handed me. It was a box, containing a pair of realistic falsies. Betty informed me that they were to be glued to my chest with a special adhesive which would hold them in place until a solvent was administered.Every month I would have to remove and re-glue the falsies I was told to take off my blouse and brassiere while betty glued the fake bosoms to my chest. She them applied some makeup around...