Philosophers have pondered whether life imitates art or art imitates art for centuries. For Bob, it's the former; he reluctantly agrees to play a female part in a play his wife is directing. Circumstances conspire to keep him in dresses until he finds himself living as a woman 24/7. Luckily, his wife loves  the new Linda every bit as much as she loved Bob, even more, perhaps.

When a businessman casts his eyes upon his secretary, her slender body and beautiful face enchants him. Little does he know that she has her eyes on him, too, but for completely different reasons. A shopping trip to buy a gown for his wife turns into an adventure he could scarcely imagine.

Robert is a shy boy that the more rowdy boys, including Brad, like to pick on. The joke's on Brad, though, as he doesn't realize that the lovely Karen, the girl he is dating, is actually Robert's alter ego. Tina, a new girl in school, befriends both of them, not realizing that they are one and the same. Over time, things progress and Tina becomes more than a friend to the beautiful boy/girl.

Christopher is a musical genius, but unfortunately no one else appears to have noticed. Well, almost no one! The girl living in the apartment next door discovers his talent, and decides he is exactly what she needs in her band. It's an all-girl band, but a little thing like that isn't going to stop her.

Marc works for a secretive organization known as The Firm. In his private life, he is a cross dresser. He should have realized that the Old Man, his boss, would know all about his little hobby. Far from using it against Marc, the Old Man uses it to help The Firm bust an international arms dealer. Suddenly, Marc is faced with the biggest decision of his life - is getting to be Marcia full-time worth risking his life?

Marvin has an abiding interest in women's clothing. Nothing all that unusual about that. When he enters a women's boutique in the Haight-Ashbury section of San Francisco, he couldn't possibly know that the proprietor runs an odd sideline. Before he knows it, Marvin is living as a woman in the possession of a dominant female who has, shall we say, unusual taste in her slaves. Soon, he is hers, body and soul.

How far would you go to attract the attention of a woman you had a crush on? Paul would do anything to make Eve like him anything. What he doesn't realize is that Eve has, shall we say, unusual interests which include turning shy Paul into her girlfriend. Soon, without even realizing it, Paul is being turned into Pauline, teaching him all the skills a woman really needs to know, including how to be the perfect partner in bed.

At first the excitement of moving around the room and examining himself in the mirror were more than enough to keep Brad entertained The crushing bite of the corset, the sibilant hiss of the silk petticoats as he walked, the tight but unsteady grip of his narrow boots and the heavy swing of his beribboned hair all conspired to make him acutely aware of his feminized predicament. Waves of pleasure swept through him as he took the time to enjoy this extended visit with womanly attire. Normally...

Monday of the next week started off similarly as the week before had begun, although I did not have any soreness from the shots to contend with. Nevertheless, there was a sensitivity in my chest under my prosthesis to remind me. It had arisen the week before and was both pleasant and irksome. This time, however, when I left the apartment, I had my purse slung over my shoulder. I did have some pockets in the outfit I wore, but all of my sundries, including my makeup were now deposited in my...

Then I got an idea. "Miss Wurr? May I make a suggestion?""I guess I can't stop you - you don't work for me any more?" She said venomously. "Couldn't I have Priscilla's job?" I suggested quietly."Of course not! a male office girl? Don't be stupid!""He could do it!" Priscilla pipped up. "Honest Miss Wurr. I've been showing what has to get done - just in case I was sick or something. And I'd be there if anything came up he couldn't handle."Miss Wurr cocked her head in a birdlike fashion....

Lying there on the bed, I watched Gracie dial another number. Oh God no, it was Mark's phone number. I heard Gracie tell him that I was ready to be picked up and taken to the clinic. I tried to move. Gracie, who was watching me, sat down on the bed and began stroking my hair. "Don't worry Allison," she told me. "Mark said when all this is over, I could have you forever."Able to move just a little my eyes narrowed just enough to let her know I was pissed. She kept reassuring me I wouldn't feel...

Poor Peter! He really is a nice boy, but too obedient to a fault.I don't know how Judith does it. She seems to spot a minor feminine trait in a young man and, before he knows it, he's a she - at least in dress and behavior. I won't pretend that I like men, I don't. But he's a real sweetie and I feel a little sorry for him, being able to see what's in store, and soon! Judith doesn't mess around, once she sees that there is a weakness there, she goes for the jugular. Nice lady. Great boss, but...

"I'm not wearing these clothes because I want to," I began saying slowly, "I'm wearing them because all my clothes are gone. And it's only temporary." "Temporary or not, you're stuck with them. As long as you wear them, she went on, "you should wear them properly. Honor them a little." "But I'm telling you , it's not my choice to to wear them," I tried to explain. I just couldn't seem to make her understand. "You know, every woman in the world could say that," she replied."What do you mean?" I...

"Smart girl, Jane," his wife gloated with satisfaction. "It's obvious that you are starting to understand your place in this household. As a reward, I'm prepared to remove your gag so that we can continue our conversation in a more productive way. Would you like that?"Jack wasted no time in emphatically nodding his head. At last something that would help to reduce his misery and even better a chance to talk Abigail out of some of this madness. Surely she would be more amenable to reason, not...

The first dress I tried on was a tight fit, so I took it off before I got it all the way on. The second dress fit me perfectly and I got it on all the way and done up behind my back. Then I stuck my head out of the dressing room to check for other customers before I stepped out to look in the mirror. It was a lovely dress on me and I like the fit too. I would take it. I went back into the dressing room and changed into the second dress, a pullover style with a cowl neck and long, snug fitting...

"I am scared, what if someone would recognize that I was not a girl? What would we do and what would happen? Please, can we just return to the motel?" I pleaded. "Nonsense, you look pretty and quite feminine. Just talk inm a whisper and relax. No one will know anything. You are what you seem, an attractive girl attending the movies with a girlfriend," Bonnie reasoned, calming my nerves. She had convinced me everything would be all right. Leaving the safety of the car, we walked to the ticket...