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From The Dulci Daily Story: "And now what? I do love the thought that I’ve been giving pleasure—I mean literary and sexual pleasure — to males and shemales far and wide. I’ve found it terrifically exciting to reveal what used to be my deepest, darkest secrets, and what are still my wildest fantasies, to anyone who wishes to see. It givesme erections to write about such things; I hope it also gives my readers erections to read about them and see them...

From The Dulci Daily Story: "And now what? I do love the thought that I’ve been giving pleasure—I mean literary and sexual pleasure — to males and shemales far and wide. I’ve found it terrifically exciting to reveal what used to be my deepest, darkest secrets, and what are still my wildest fantasies, to anyone who wishes to see. It givesme erections to write about such things; I hope it also gives my readers erections to read about them and see them...

‘‘That’s evil.’’ Michael laughed at the idea. ‘‘You’re a devious person, Genevieve Larson. I’ve never heard anything like it.’’ ‘‘I can’t hear you rejecting the idea out of hand.’’ ‘‘I’m intrigued,’’ Michael replied. ‘‘What did you have in mind?’’ ‘‘I don’t want to do anything forceful,’’ Jennie said. ‘‘He seems a nice kid, a little naïve for his seventeen years. I thought I might be able to persuade him to have some fun pretending to be my niece.’’ ‘‘Aren’t I a...

‘‘That’s evil.’’ Michael laughed at the idea. ‘‘You’re a devious person, Genevieve Larson. I’ve never heard anything like it.’’ ‘‘I can’t hear you rejecting the idea out of hand.’’ ‘‘I’m intrigued,’’ Michael replied. ‘‘What did you have in mind?’’ ‘‘I don’t want to do anything forceful,’’ Jennie said. ‘‘He seems a nice kid, a little naïve for his seventeen years. I thought I might be able to persuade him to have some fun pretending to be my niece.’’ ‘‘Aren’t I a...

“Randi, how nice to see you,” she said with a snicker. “I like your outfit! Low-cut to show off your boobs and high-cut to show off your legs. Complete with 5-inch fuck-me stilettos. I can see that you have evolved as a sexy little slut. How nice of you to dress up for me.” I did not know how to respond. Was Martha just playing with me and joking? Was she trying to make small talk to get me to laugh? I took a step closer to Martha as I was about to tell...

“Randi, how nice to see you,” she said with a snicker. “I like your outfit! Low-cut to show off your boobs and high-cut to show off your legs. Complete with 5-inch fuck-me stilettos. I can see that you have evolved as a sexy little slut. How nice of you to dress up for me.” I did not know how to respond. Was Martha just playing with me and joking? Was she trying to make small talk to get me to laugh? I took a step closer to Martha as I was about to tell...

Once all the oohing and aching was over, Craig wanted to get back into his own clothing and wash the makeup off his face. Wendy, William and Elise all thought he should stay as he was until closing time, Wendy saying it would be a shame to waste all of Maisy's efforts.  For Craig, it was more a case of enjoying the feeling too much that concerned him; he had never worn nylons before and loved the look and feel of them on his legs. He was and always had been a breast man and the very...

Once all the oohing and aching was over, Craig wanted to get back into his own clothing and wash the makeup off his face. Wendy, William and Elise all thought he should stay as he was until closing time, Wendy saying it would be a shame to waste all of Maisy's efforts. For Craig, it was more a case of enjoying the feeling too much that concerned him; he had never worn nylons before and loved the look and feel of them on his legs. He was and always had been a breast man and the very...

I must have fallen asleep or maybe I was in a trance or, as a scientist might say, an altered state of being. I was still naked and the book was still in it's case on my lap, but the candles had burned away and gone out. I blinked, then I moved. I knew at once that something had changed when a heavy lock of hair fell in front of my eyes; I looked down and couldn't believe what I saw. I had breasts; not male breasts, but full feminine ones with brown...

I must have fallen asleep or maybe I was in a trance or, as a scientist might say, an altered state of being. I was still naked and the book was still in it's case on my lap, but the candles had burned away and gone out. I blinked, then I moved. I knew at once that something had changed when a heavy lock of hair fell in front of my eyes; I looked down and couldn't believe what I saw. I had breasts; not male breasts, but full feminine ones with brown...

Along the way, Lynne discovers that he enjoys the feeling of skirts and his friend Frank enjoys it more. Their adventures include running the gauntlet at school amongst their peers and the school staff. They must go out in public, only adding to the thrill of it all. Lynne and Frank's mothers compare notes and notice that their respective sons seem to share some unusual personality traits, leading the mothers to open opportunities for the boys to explore their feelings. Come along and enjoy...

Along the way, Lynne discovers that he enjoys the feeling of skirts and his friend Frank enjoys it more. Their adventures include running the gauntlet at school amongst their peers and the school staff. They must go out in public, only adding to the thrill of it all. Lynne and Frank's mothers compare notes and notice that their respective sons seem to share some unusual personality traits, leading the mothers to open opportunities for the boys to explore their feelings. Come along and enjoy...