As the young man wades deeper into the corporate "ocean" the sand continues to erode beneath his feet. He sees himself as adaptable, flexible and professional so each step is rationalized even as it becomes more treacherous.After weeks of office work, he is finally sent to Reno to investigate the disappearance of a casino owner. thrilled to be on assignment, he plunges into the role, only to underestimate the strength of the current. Around him swim the criminals - possible bank robbers,...

"Wh... why do you keep calling me Miss and wha...what... mean... surgery?" I managed to force my reluctant tongue to stutter. "I... I d... didn't ag... agree to... a... any sur... gery.""Oh but of course you did Miss Evans! Don't you remember all those papers you signed last night? Let me see if I can refresh your memory, but first I need to give you this little injection. Now, you just lie still and enjoy. This morphine will stop any pain and provide a very strong feeling of euphoria. No!...

I found that these shoes were becoming a small obsession with me. Since I had first put them on and worn them the comfort and ease of moving, and the, well, I guess it was primarily the comfort after all. I had no shoes that were that comfortable. I wore slacks, a sports shirt and another pair of thin nylon socks that day. Need I say that the socks were "in preparation" should the chace arise? And here the chance was more or less pushed on me.Again, as the sound of her engine died away in the...

"Sam, you can't really expect me to wear this to the dance?" I looked at her with indignation, sitting on the bed in only my girdle and bra. "Why not, it's Mom's dress and it's hardly ever been worn. And it's perfect for a square dance. Since I'll taking the man's part that leaves you with the ladies' and this is surely the easiest way to inform everybody that you're the lady. Remember the other men must recognize you as the lady if you expect them to swing you around and treat you like one."...

"Sir, ethics demands that I warn you about special properties of my dolls.""Ethics? Warn? Special properties?" Paul snorted. "What are you trying to do? Jack up the price?"The old man laughed softly, as if at some private joke. "No, not in the least, sir. Once the price is set, it's set. No more, no less. It's just that I think you will be happier with another doll - a boy's doll.""No I would not! I've already told you, I like this one!"The old man sighed in defeat. His customer was adamant...

"He got mad. I started throwing things at him. I couldn't hit him and he kept teasing me. I guess I sort of wished he were a girl so he could understand what it is like to have a runt for a younger brother. I hit him with Grandma's old ring and suddenly he was surrounded by bright lights. When they left, he was a girl."And you, young man?" she asked me."I might have teased her, just a little, but she had it coming. Anyway she kept throwing things at me and missing. I caught Grandma's old ring...

"I just received a letter from Grace telling me that everything is going according to plan. She also suggests that we ought to consider making Dale laxative dependent. Then, all we have to do is stop giving him his laxative and viola! He soon does everything that we want. So, tonight we start making little Dale dependent. It shouldn't take more than a week and another two or three days to teach him just how dependent he is. By then, he will do and say whatever we tell him to. Judicious use of...

"Are you curious about what I did to you?" questioned Kara innocently."Yes Mistress," I answered."Good, I thought that would be your response, just as it has with al the other girls. Well, Drusilla, I had a bit more to do on you than your bondage sisters and took me an hour to complete. I did two major things to you. The first was relatively minor. I put some saline solution into your small breasts that will make them swell over the next few hours. The effect should give you realistic breasts...

The nearly silent messages continued to bombard Martin's subconscious throughout the day. Repeating without interruption no matter what he did, of how loudly other sound impinged on his conscious mind.Rather than continue an obviously fruitless job search, he immersed himself in vacuuming, polishing the kitchen's tile floor till it reflected like a well made mirror, then making the kitchen appliances shine with equal brilliance. Finished, he got a actual thrill of pleasure from surveying his...

"You know we started your change because you were incapable to support the house and because I wanted to go back to work and stop playing, unwillingly, the role of the perfect housewife. Then things went farther little by little until we reached a point of no return. I want you to know that I never meant to harm you in any way. In fact, I loved you very much when we started on this road and I love you now. The thing is my love for you has changed is quality. Before I loved you with a woman to...

"But how? Why? How could she have done this to me?" Aaron could feel his eyes tearing up again. Mrs. Roberts brushed a few stands of blonde hair away from his cute face."I really don't think that it was intentional, darling," his mother said softly. "It was most likely the cause of the accident. You see, Susie has a kind of special ability, I suppose you could call it a talent.""A talent?""In the old days, she would have been called a witch...""My thoughts exactly, she's a witch!" Aaron...

I turned and looked in the mirror. My god! I looked just like Zoe. My eyebrows are too bushy. I took a mirror and tweezers and began to shape them.It was a while before Sandra returned. She carried a plastic bag which obviously had a flat box in it."You didn't tell me they were new, still in the box.""I didn't really remember. Georgio liked them and got them for me.""Who's talking now? Zoe?"No, I'm Dick. Do you like these?""Very pretty. But how did you know about them?""Silly. I told you that...

Outside I acted in every way as the perfect French maid. Just like the time when I first met Yvette, I looked to the outsider like a man in drag, but to me I was the perfect example of femininity and I exuded an aura of femininity. I did not want to behave in the way I did, but I could not resist.The computer programming affected a level below my consciousness, so I acted in response to its instructions in an instinctive way. By the time I realized I wanted to object, I had already done or...

Chris looked blankly at her, hesitating as she held out the panties she had put out for him."Put these on, you little sissy, or I'll bloody your damned nose again." She threatened, raising her hand as if to strike him. He immediately opened the robe, took the panties and stepped into them, pulling the silken fabric up over his hips. He was so mortified at the development that he failed to notice how snugly the panties fit his plump bottom. Then, before he could react, Sara had reached around...

"I know you're a man, but we'll have to change your outward appearance at once, so it doesn't disturb the guests. You see, most of the women chose this facility because of the 'no men allowed' rule, wanting to leave behind any hint of the previously demoralizing relationships with men. They certainly need no reminding from you. It's important we avoice any complaints from the guests (I remembered the receptionist's reaction), so your image must change immediately to that of a female."She...

"How do you like them?" she asked."Huh?" I played dumb."Your new tits, dummy," she replied in an exasperated voice. "How do you like them?"Her tone of voice said that I was a dunce and that I should have immediately understood what she was talking about. When I didn't immediately respond she was forced to continue and her vindictiveness showed through. The "I showed you" attitude was obvious in her voice as she crowed. "Since you like to play with things that fit into a bra, I made sure the...