After dinner Amy asked, "Did you receive a check today?"After I told her no, Amy said, "We will go shopping in the morning. do not wear an undershirt, dear." After that comment, Amy disappeared into the kitchen cleaning up the dishes and putting away the food. She did not wish to break her end of our bet by badgering me and saying I-told-you-so. The look on her face as she returned to the kitchen told me she was ready to continue with our wager. I would be adding another item to my wardrobe as...

Jane Calls the ShotsJohn's RetirementMoving an Important WitnessSurprise From Mother Nature

The bedroom, like everything else, was gorgeous. I walked into the bathroom and it, too, was beautiful. For the first time in my life, I had to sit down to pee. When I finished, the toilet flushed noiselessly. I washed my hands and looked at my reflection in the mirror. I was the picture of femininity from the maid's cap at the top of my wig to my makeup, costume, nails, stockings and high heels. To see me, you would never have guessed I was or had ever been a boy. I walked back out to the...

"My my!" she said. Had a busy night, huh?" I don't know what came over me, but without any semblance of though, I took the sides of my pants in my hands and curtseyed her! "Yes Miss," I said.I think she was as astonished as I was! "How nice! Billi, you'll have to do that more often! What a charming way for you to show respect! Please do it for me again? A little deeper this time? I've never had a man curtsey to me before!"Totally humiliated at my own stupidity and spinelessness, I curtseyed...

"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!"

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...

"Seeing you are such a pathetic little sissy, I think you should put this on before you get into bed," Marge said flatly. "There is nothing else for you to wear anyway as I sold all of your cs before moving here. Not that I got that much for them but seeing you were too lazy to get another job, there didn't seem to be any point in keeping them."Larry stared in shock at the long, pink silk nightgown that his wife was holding out. He was so astonished at what she was suggesting that he barely...

"Creating Beth is to totally acquaint you with the life of a typical female, in order to give you a better understanding of both sides of the human experience. You will be able to dress yourself and do a passable job with hair and makeup. You will learn to plan ahead, as far as what you need to have ready to wear. You will understand the potential dangers of being a female out alone, especially after dark. You will have to forget acting like a lady if a male ever threatens you. You will be...

What can you say about a shopping expedition, for that is what it was. We visited more stores than I can even remember. I must have tried on dozens and dozens of blouses, skirts, lingerie and dresses. Then we went on to shoes, purses and accessories. All along she was coaching me, telling me of styles, colours, what goes with what, and what doesn't. I received an education that day! Of course, all of her coaching was in a low voice so that the others around us did not notice my inadequacies,...

"Get up!" yelled her father, slapping Michelle on the rump. "I need you out at the truck in fifteen minutes." Michelle had been facing the wall, but spun around at the rude awakening. Her father was already walking out the door - Mitchell's bedroom door. Michelle couldn't quite figure out what was happening. Then she remembered."Ewww!" she said, realizing she had slept all night in her brother's bed. She jumped to her feet but then realized she was wearing only her strapless bra and panties....

In The Mix-Up, a simple computer mistake in shipping some orders causes a farmer's wife to think that he's a cross dresser. If that's what he likes, she reasons, perhaps she should help him become a woman. In Francis to Frances, an abusive husband finds out that the little mouse of a wife he has really does have a spine when she decides to help him find out just what it's like to be a helpless female himself. In Bounty Hunter, a small fortune awaits whoever brings outlaw Cactus Jack into...

I came back to the hotel in the early afternoon and dressed for dinner, again in a skirt and blouse. I sat at a table with my roommate Faith and some other TV's including a real girl, a nurse called Justine. She told an amazing story about how her parents had died in a car crash when she was 19. She hated her mum so much she had refused to identify the body. Years later her mum turned up, alive and well. Her dad had been having an affair and they had buried the "wrong" person!A small group of...

"So Mom? What did you teach Tiffany today?" Syn asked.I think that Mummy was a surprised as I was by Syn's openly calling me by my feminine name but we both ignored it. I sneaked a look at Syn and I could tell that she had been checking to see your reaction and was glad we'd shown none."Not a whole lot," Mummy said. "How to walk properly. Sit, talk, that kind of thing.""I noticed the change in her voice. Much nicer and softer," Syn said. "But I can't really say that I saw her walking. Didn't...

This was a place where men could be dressed as women and no one minded. I edged into the kitchen, my hands sliding up and down my vinyl skirt or nervously touching the hair of my wig; it seemed so strange to be 'dressed' in company. There were about eight TVs in the kitchen from all the parts of the Northwest and all ages and backgrounds. Gradually morfe arrived. The kitchen was the main focal point though some sat in the dining room and others in the front room.The party was actually a...

There were times she tried to talk to me about my dressing, bringing up odd subjects like the story of a man who came to London, couldn't find a job and so ended up dressing as a woman so could work as a barmaid. I didn't like to listen. I was confused and embarrassed by other people knowing of my habit and couldn't talk about it.On another occasion, I was in Marks and Spencer with my Mum and sister; it was the school holidays and we were shipping. My Mum had a basket and as we walked through...