"What's up Brad?" Craig asked as he settled behind his desk."I just wanted to thank you gentlemen for your support back there. It is crucial to the team that they know I am in charge. Even if they take a full wardrobe each out of the warehouse, you will make it back on our first assignment. But there is one more very important part of this not even they realize right now.""What's that?" Brian asked."Me," I replied. "These girls are all very smart, which is why I chose them. They are going to...

One Saturday morning, Susan noticed me sweeping the floor and suddenly arose and went to the bedroom. I heard her opening and closing several drawers before calling me in for a "surprise". She had several items laid out on the bed, and asked if I might like to try them on while I did housework. I saw the gleam in her eye as I slowly absorbed her meaning. My eyes took in the white panties and bra laying over the purple flowery house dress she used to wear."Your femininity is starting to show...

"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...

"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...

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...

"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...

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...

I'm starting to have difficulty remembering who I am. It seems like I was born in high heels. Just the other day I took a step out of the shower and my slipper fell off accidentally, causing a loud screech to escape my mouth when I came down flat-footed. I couldn't believe the agony till the shoe was back on. Fortunately Mrs. Castro hadn't heard my outburst or I definitely would have paid. The silence code here is absolute. The mirrored walls are a constant reminder of my growing femininity....

When everyone had left the ward, Dr. Sinclair moved the screens in place between the beds, and drew the drapes over the windows. Sitting on the end of the bed, he said. "As I indicated last night, you caused quite a stir in surgery when you were brought in.""I can just imagine.""Your physical form is something of a departure from what one usually observes, if I may say so." He paused. I diagnosed your unusual physical attributes as a defect at birth. I myself have spent quite some time...

The transformation took place within the span of a bright flash of light. It stung like a high-voltage electric shock, but no pain lingered. Nothing was left of Bill except memory; even his eyeglasses were gone. The image that Bill had grown up with was replaced in an instant with that of a fabulously gorgeous Middle Eastern woman, whose light bronze complexion was soft and flawless. Her eyes were bright emerald green, and her long dark hair glistened with golden overtones. Her muscles were...

Whether intended or not, Monique was the quintessential French Maid. Aunt Catherine outlined the rules of the household. The next two months would be spent becoming Sarah, learning all the mannerisms and ways of womanhood. Monique would be his mentor and he was to obey her as he would Aunt Catherine. James was stunned into silence by shock. He was very frightened, aware of just how helpless he was in the hands of these two women. Despite the apparent changes to his body, he still didn't...

When they presented the shy, uncertain lad for approval, Aunt Lydia clapped her hands together with delight. "Ashton you look simply divine!" she gushed enthusiastically. "If I didn't know you were a boy, I'd never in a million yers dream you were anything but a pretty girl!"Since they had not allowed him a glimpse of their handiwork, Ashton blushed profusely and shivered with trepidation at the unexpected compliment which he wasn't sure was a compliment. He was anxious to see what he looked...