"C.J., do I really have to wear this kind of uniform? I mean I look like a girl in it.""Hardly a girl," he paused as he looked at my name tag. I had to wear it and so he had his run with it. "Ummm, DeeDee, Nice name. But you don't look like a girl, more like a sort of masculine woman. You're too tall to be a girl.""I have requested another name tag. I don't know where thy found this one.""They probably used to have a girl named DeeDee in this shop. She quit and left the tag. I think they have...

From Girl's Study Group - "Put on the outfit on the chair, Johnny." He looked around the room and saw a chair with pink underwear on it.On closer examination, it was a pair of girls cotton panties, a full slip, a green and white checkered dress, a pair of girl's white socks, and a pair of black maryjanes on the floor. He stuck his head out the door and said, "No Mom, I don't want to be a sissy boy. Please let me have my clothes."His distress really bothered Marion, but she knew that he had to...

"Maggie, for gosh sake, I cannot... will not wear those!"Maggie looked genuinely stunned. "Why ever not?""Because they're... they're... He stopped to think for a moment. "Because they're heels, that's why not. I am not used to heels and I could twist my ankle or ever affect my bad leg. I know you probably have nothing else to fit or suit me, but I really do not mind walking about bare footed," he told her, hoping to appease her without offending her."... I know they look a little bit feminine...

It's funny about my relationship with Mike at that time. I mean he was clearly fascinated by me as Denise. Yet he also was dating "real" girls. And in fact, our "dates" remained very innocent, chaste affairs. He and I were both treading very lightly at this point, and I think both of us were scared to death at the implications of our continuing relationship. As time passed, Mike gradually came to feel comfortable doing things like holding my hand in public. This, he explained to me, was so we...

"If you don't get out now, it may be too late."She said the last bit so softly that it hardly registered. My mind was spinning from trying to absorb all that she had said. Was I to fill that void? It seemed impossible. "It's too late to get off." she said. "Do you understand what that means?""I think I do." Events were going faster than my brain could accommodate."It means that from this moment on, you are going to be totally non-macho." Laura said. "You're male, but you're my girlfriend. I'm...

"The keys to the punishment corsets are in the other room, so you would be wasting your time trying to remove them. A jug of orange juice is on the table with a glass. The drink has special properties to help you change. It contains the high dosage of female hormones necessary to develop your own breasts, and change your approach and outlook on life.""You will be constantly monitored so don't think you can get out of drinking the whole jugful. If you make any attempt to deliberately spill or...

LIfting the newspaper, Martin glanced at the date April 3rd, 1953, He had gone back further in time. Then he noticed that the newspaper was a Michigan tabloid.He recalled, with a start, that he had somehow known he was in a Michigan hotel. But how? Surely this verified that he was dreaming. At no time since this dream had begun was there any mention as to where they were, so... how could he possibly have known where they were?Then he remembered the birthmark, identical to the one that he had....

Brett was stunned by the suggestion that he take female hormones to make himself more girlish. No way did he want to do that much less grow breasts. Yet, the option of feeling the delight a girl felt was tempting. But when Linda added that Cindy would be happier and less afraid if he was more girlish, and that he'd be doing it for her sake, he knew that e could not refuse.Swallowing what little remained of his manly pride, he looked to Cindy. "If Cindy wants me to take female hormones, I'll do...

"Stop your bitching and do as you're told," she snapped sternly, reminding me of my place within this soap opera. I was the low man - or low something - on the totem pole. I could expect to be treated nicely on occasion, such as last night, only she reminded me that whatever luxuries I could expect were up to them. They would decide if I should be happy or miserable and it was not up to me to question their motives. She reminded me that I was their property to do with as they pleased."Fine," I...

He didn't try to feel me up, though. Somewhat disappointed, I walked back to my place on the couch and sat down. Again, I remembered to smooth my skirt out under me as I sat. I tried to give him a discreet glance up my skirt. I really wanted him to make a pass at me."So how long have you been dressing up in girl's clothes, Debi?""Oh my. Well, ever since I can remember. Since I was three years old, I've liked how dresses looked on little girls."I always envied my sister for being a girl, and...

My chest as started to show some flabbiness and I add a few extra laps to try and arrest the condition. I'm not feeling as invigorated as I used to and I've made a mental note to see a local doctor. Maybe I'm coming down with something new. I do not want a repeat of the sick period I went through in the fall. That night as I went to bed, the taste of her unusual tea seemed to linger in my mouth. Mrs. McHugh introduced me to her 'special brew' when I first arrived. Hearing about my health...

"But how is dressing him in little girls' clothes going to teach him a lesson?" Gail asked."It just reinforces the chemical conditioning we've given him," Karen answered. "He'll find himself strangely attracted to feminine clothing. When he discovers he can't wear men's clothes any more, he'll want to wear the most risque outfits you can imagine."We'll start him out with a little girl's outfit. There's something about a white pinafore, black tunic, stockings and shiny black Mary Jane shoes...

"What am I supposed to do?" I asked nervously when we reached the center."Nothing much, just watch girls about you age and hopefully you will learn something."Despite my uneasiness at wearing the padded girdle, bra and short wig, few people gave me a second glance at the shipping center. I've often wondered what those that did thought.We watched and walked around, hitting every store at least once; some, like the stores that specialized in women's clothing, several times.All the while, Lucy...

"Why do you need to put makeup on my face. To humiliate me?""No, I don't intend humiliating you; it's just to stop you from making a run for it. I don't think you would run out into the street without clothes, but I can't be sure. People act irrationally when they panic, but I'm sure you wouldn't run out wearing full makeup as well.""What, just makeup Not any women's clothes or anything?" Andy asked cautiously."No, that would defeat the purpose. You might try to escape if you were disguised as...

Monday rolled around and I went to work. Having been sensitized, I noticed how I got into and out of the car. Damned if it wasn't like Carrie, including the adjusting of my "skirt" when seating and when I got out. Of course, if you are wearing pants, when you sit, you pull up your trouser legs a bit so that the knees don't get baggy, but there seemed to be a subtle difference I noticed that she probably would not have. Once I arrived at work, I got to work and forgot the whole thing, until 10...

Christine Jorgensen, the American who went to Sweden as a man and returned to America as a woman announced her sex change operation in 1953. Robert was only 5 years old at the time.Few people had even heard the word transsexual. The only explanation Chritine could give American journalists was to say she had been "... a woman in a man's body."Yet even this simple idea was difficult for most Americans to understand. "Boys have a penis, and girls have a vagina. It's as simple as that, " most...