Reluctant Press

I was going to be a prize cow, I thought bitterly, trying to smile as the Lord Protector led me forward and introduced me to the greater lords, the major notables, of the Protectorate of Carmichael. I curtseyed and curtseyed and smiled and smiled. My earrings bobbled as I bowed and my pony tail caressed my neck. I flushed as so may men stared at my bodice, so tight, and so revealing of two of my most distinct charms. I hated Lord Wharton, who almost drooled over my hand.An older man, a...

I was going to be a prize cow, I thought bitterly, trying to smile as the Lord Protector led me forward and introduced me to the greater lords, the major notables, of the Protectorate of Carmichael. I curtseyed and curtseyed and smiled and smiled. My earrings bobbled as I bowed and my pony tail caressed my neck. I flushed as so may men stared at my bodice, so tight, and so revealing of two of my most distinct charms. I hated Lord Wharton, who almost drooled over my hand.An older man, 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...

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...

Crossdressing isn't just for boys anymore. What do you call it when a sexy young lesbian decides that the best way to a girl's heart is for her to cut her hair short and put on some jeans and a boy shirt? She soon finds out that there's more than one girl who will fall for her faux boy act. No matter what you call it, the results are H-O-T.

Crossdressing isn't just for boys anymore. What do you call it when a sexy young lesbian decides that the best way to a girl's heart is for her to cut her hair short and put on some jeans and a boy shirt? She soon finds out that there's more than one girl who will fall for her faux boy act. No matter what you call it, the results are H-O-T.

"I had a talk with Alice. I outlined exactly what we wanted to do to her ex-husband. At first, she thought I was joking. It took me some time to convince her that not only was I not kidding but that we had done this exact thing to several men in the past."She was shocked, but I could see in her eyes that she was intrigued by the prospect of that abusive bastard spending the rest of his life in dresses and high heels. Soon, her skepticism was abating and I knew that she was going to agree to...

"I had a talk with Alice. I outlined exactly what we wanted to do to her ex-husband. At first, she thought I was joking. It took me some time to convince her that not only was I not kidding but that we had done this exact thing to several men in the past."She was shocked, but I could see in her eyes that she was intrigued by the prospect of that abusive bastard spending the rest of his life in dresses and high heels. Soon, her skepticism was abating and I knew that she was going to agree to...

Doug was still laughing. "I'm sorry dude, but it's funny. Come on, it was a joke. Lighten up." Then Doug took a good look at his friend. "Hey dude, I take back everything I said before."What are you taking about?" Cam asked."About whe I said you were an ugly girl. You've not ugly at all. Not even plain. Dude, you are really cute." "Dude," said Cam with disgust. "That is not something that one dude wants to hear from another dude.""But it's true," said Doug, actually becoming slightly...

Doug was still laughing. "I'm sorry dude, but it's funny. Come on, it was a joke. Lighten up." Then Doug took a good look at his friend. "Hey dude, I take back everything I said before."What are you taking about?" Cam asked."About whe I said you were an ugly girl. You've not ugly at all. Not even plain. Dude, you are really cute." "Dude," said Cam with disgust. "That is not something that one dude wants to hear from another dude.""But it's true," said Doug, actually becoming slightly...

"Where are my other clothes?" I asked. "What other clothes? Everything you need is in your closet and dresser," She answered. "I mean my male clothes, my casual stuff. You know like my jeans, cotton socks and sneakers?" "Your casual clothes are the denim skirts in the bottom dresser drawer or the shirt dresses hanging in the closet. I suggest you wear a regular bra and panties underneath. You will find them in the top drawer where your men's underwar used to be. I would also suggest you were...

"Where are my other clothes?" I asked. "What other clothes? Everything you need is in your closet and dresser," She answered. "I mean my male clothes, my casual stuff. You know like my jeans, cotton socks and sneakers?" "Your casual clothes are the denim skirts in the bottom dresser drawer or the shirt dresses hanging in the closet. I suggest you wear a regular bra and panties underneath. You will find them in the top drawer where your men's underwar used to be. I would also suggest you were...