Gabby could stand it no longer. She firmly lifted her chin for another kiss. She opened her mouth and, in a sensual tryst, licked Sandine's lips. "This is not a mistake; I so want to do it, I need to know. But Miss, uh, earlier I saw a man come in the back way. Would that be awkward? Is he still here?" Sandine laughed. "Darling girl. That was me. I always crossdress when I go into town on an errand. I'm afraid if I dressed in a mini-skirt and halter I'd stop traffic. And that means I'm far...

I walked to the mirror and got the shock of my life. Evelyn Miller (the actress) was staring back at me. I was taller than her, but other wise I was her double. We went back downstairs. When we entered the sitting room, Evelyn and Rose were in deep conversation which stopped mid-sentence. Both women looked astonished. Evelyn was the first to recover and said that this was going to work. Now that I could see Evelyn in the flesh, I could see what a brilliant job Beverly had done on me....

Tony drove a low seated, bright red Aston Martin. I had to get down so low that my slitted skirt parted to show off my short black silk slip and the dark tops of my stockings. Tony just smiled as I wriggled to pull my skirt down while the neighbors at their upstairs windows got a good look up my skirt. I tried to frown at his smirk but I'm sure it looked more like a pout. I couldn't get my high heels right and had to wriggle even more to kind of sit side-saddle."You look gorgeous," said Tony...

Suddenly Miro looked very solemn, stern. "Do you know what a transvestite is?""Well, yes. Crossdresser. Right?"MIro frowned and Meg thought she had answered incorrectly.I've been a she-male sissy for a number of years now. I'm ready to have a gender reassignment, which is quite expensive. I'm about to move from transvestite to transsexual. Do you need what that means?" She cupped Meg's chin and turned the astonished girl sideways to face her. "It means I'm not a girl like you think. I'm a man...

"What can I say? you look very good. And you look very much like my wife."I stammered, "Thank you, I think.""Coffee?""OK.""Have you been doing this for a long time? I mean dressing up like this?""A few years, when I get the chance. Didn't think I would be disturbing anybody in this house since you all seem to be away so much.""We've had some problems. I think though that some of them may go away soon.""Oh.""Yes you see I killed my wife. Or at least I drove her to kill herself."This was not...

The incessant banging finally settled down to a steady rhythm. My eyelids felt as if they weighed more than a ton. I forced them open. I didn't have to do more than  glance at the too-bright windows to know that I was on a railway train. The carriage lurched, helping me to sit up. What was I doing on a railway train?Let's see, my mind set to work, as I closed my eyes again to slits. My mouth was dry and horrid. My eyes seemed wrong, too, as if my eyelids wanted to stick together. Gosh,...

Then he put his arms about me and hugged me to him. "I've missed you," he whispered into my ear and I was shocked by the banality of his remark. He was treating me as if I really was his wife! He was treating me as if I was his woman as he kissed me again, this time more fiercely, hungrily pressing my body, my breasts, into him. The aide silently withdrew and Gendrick's kissing became more intense. I was so terrified. He was treating me as if he had every right o kiss me, another man. His...

That evening after I showered, I sat down and opened the book she had given me. The title was "A Maid's Guide to Serving Techniques". The book was divided into four sections. The first dealt with the various types of uniforms, how they were worn and cared for. The second section was about a maid's demeanor and proper conduct: the way a maid walks as well as how to execute a proper curtsy, to speak only when spoken to and to answer the maid's bell promptly. The third section was about setting...

Gendrick stopped and turned me partly to face the cheering crowds. "Let's give them one more moment to savor," he said, putting his free hand about my waist and pulling me to him. He kissed my shocked lips and so I was caught with my mouth partly open. I went rigid as he kissed and kissed me and I could hear a huge roar of people shouting and laughing, laughing at me, I was sure. I don't know why I had closed my eyes but I had and when he let me go, I reeled, shivering with shame and fright....

A delightful and erotic journey back to the New Orleans we remember from growing up, complete with jazz and shemales of all kinds. Our heroine is an up and coming jazz artist who appears as the Dis-n-Dat Kid, but the lovely transvestites of Buck 'n' Al's bring her brand new adventures and romance of a different kind. Adventure and sexy encounters abound!

He thought I was being coy. I sat sort of far away on the edge of the bed but he reached over, took my arm and pulled me in beside him with frightening ease. He pulled me down and I put my hands up defensively on his chest as his hairy leg touched mine. He kissed me hard and enthusiastically and I can't say that I really felt anything at all except that his muscled chest was very hard. His hands went about my waist and then touched the bare tops of my thighs and I squirmed at that. "This is...

Devon has an evil stepfather; the kind that likes to beat his child. Finally, in desperation, Devon realizes he has no choice but to run away. Bea and Gil, a kind couple, take the poor boy into their home. In an attempt to hide him from the stepfather, they decide to disguise Devon as Debbie, a pretty young girl.As luck would have it, Devon takes well to his new life as Debbie. Over time, he even comes to find love with a handsome young farmhand. Naturally, the new breasts and shapely figure...

Graham is a rich, successful novelist. He is also a very enthusiastic satin fetishist. His world would be perfect if only he could find that special girl to become his live-in satin maid. Then fate intervenes in the form of a person named Jerry. No, Jerry isn't really a woman, well, not yet. That small shortcoming can be addressed, however. Over time, Jerry becomes Trish, the satin-wearing maid of Graham's fondest dreams.

All Joe wanted was to be a girl. Every dream has its price, though, right? He certainly never counted on becoming the large-breasted sexual plaything of a South American drug lord. That's the funny thing about life: you never know where it will take you.This exciting tale spans two continents and several lifestyles. If you read only one TG novel this year, make it this one.

Based on a true story: A young and orphaned man has been knocking around with foster parents for what seems to him like forever, when he finally ends up with his aunt and uncle. He's tiny and has been bullied all of his life when his aunt drops a bombshell on him. His mom made her sister promise to transform the slight boy into a girl if he ever came to be in her care. Being a woman isn't only that bed of roses that we all like to think. Read on!

"Count Sisyphus, welcome aboard." "Thank you, Skipper. I understand from Rafael Ordens that we have some valuable merchandise on board." "Quite so. He is asleep at the moment. This one should bring a high dollar. He is not only beautiful, but wants to be a girl; thinks and acts very female." "Ah, no trouble. That's great. But tell me, Skipper, what do I owe for that last passenger you delivered? He is doing well at the clinic; will soon be a young woman of outstanding charms."  "Just the...