Reluctant Press

Evelyn knocked politely at the staff office door. "I am sorry, sir, but I was wondering if I could start cleaning your office? It is past eleven, and we are a bit behind."The young junior executive looked up from his cost estimates to see a blonde haired young woman carrying a mop pushing a janitor pail as she waited permission to enter the room. He leaned back in his chair taking in the sight of seeing the young woman dressed in a gray utility uniform with cotton and nylon support stockings...

Evelyn knocked politely at the staff office door. "I am sorry, sir, but I was wondering if I could start cleaning your office? It is past eleven, and we are a bit behind."The young junior executive looked up from his cost estimates to see a blonde haired young woman carrying a mop pushing a janitor pail as she waited permission to enter the room. He leaned back in his chair taking in the sight of seeing the young woman dressed in a gray utility uniform with cotton and nylon support stockings...

When Thursday came, Chris was filled with trepidation. He was going to be in a place full of people he didn't know, on his own, working as a female. Yet again he reflected on how he had come to be in this kind of mess. But he knew he needed to pay his way in the apartment... an apartment he had never had a wish to live in to begin with. He also knew he had to make himself look as female as possible so that the clubgoers would not see through his disguise... see that he was really a male.A few...

When Thursday came, Chris was filled with trepidation. He was going to be in a place full of people he didn't know, on his own, working as a female. Yet again he reflected on how he had come to be in this kind of mess. But he knew he needed to pay his way in the apartment... an apartment he had never had a wish to live in to begin with. He also knew he had to make himself look as female as possible so that the clubgoers would not see through his disguise... see that he was really a male.A few...

"If the fourteen-year-old Jamie could see me now," Jamie said to himself as he looked at his reflected image.He was thin and clean-shaven and he was beginning to look like a woman. A shiver rolled down his spine. He saw a female figure taking shape before his very eyes - just as he had done all those years ago in his mother's bedroom. Only Nancy knew the truth: that the period of enforced dressing every day for eight days when he was fourteen, then meeting Oscar who had been convinced he was...

"If the fourteen-year-old Jamie could see me now," Jamie said to himself as he looked at his reflected image.He was thin and clean-shaven and he was beginning to look like a woman. A shiver rolled down his spine. He saw a female figure taking shape before his very eyes - just as he had done all those years ago in his mother's bedroom. Only Nancy knew the truth: that the period of enforced dressing every day for eight days when he was fourteen, then meeting Oscar who had been convinced he was...

Morning came with the sound of his bedside radio and the certain flow of sunlight through his lace curtained windows. Quickly he arose to complete his morning toilette knowing that Mrs. Baxter expected him to help with breakfast.Standing naked before the French mirror, Evelyn noted that with his special panty and the results of the hormonal treatments, his figure was now amply feminine in every way. He half wondered if there was any way that he could ever look masculine again with such wide...

Morning came with the sound of his bedside radio and the certain flow of sunlight through his lace curtained windows. Quickly he arose to complete his morning toilette knowing that Mrs. Baxter expected him to help with breakfast.Standing naked before the French mirror, Evelyn noted that with his special panty and the results of the hormonal treatments, his figure was now amply feminine in every way. He half wondered if there was any way that he could ever look masculine again with such wide...

Chris came back downstairs and trundled into the kitchen to check on the wash. The three Titans fans all burst out laughing at him. "Blow me... there's nothing on you," Brett said to him, "I've seen more meat on a boiled egg!" referring to Chris's slight frame. The other two fell about laughing even more."What do you expect from a Buffalo fan?" Josh chipped in . "And your skin is so pale. Do you even have any body hair?""Some," Chris answered defensively, now feeling very conscious about his...

Chris came back downstairs and trundled into the kitchen to check on the wash. The three Titans fans all burst out laughing at him. "Blow me... there's nothing on you," Brett said to him, "I've seen more meat on a boiled egg!" referring to Chris's slight frame. The other two fell about laughing even more."What do you expect from a Buffalo fan?" Josh chipped in . "And your skin is so pale. Do you even have any body hair?""Some," Chris answered defensively, now feeling very conscious about his...

"But Mum... Please don't do this to me...""Now look, Jamie. Your father and I have given you time. We allowed you to think about things over the weekend but at the end of the day, we've told you what is going to happen. We don't have much time to get this right. The lady from the theatre, Stella is her name, comes today and we will choose a wig. Then we will practice for a couple of hours a day and the rest of the time is yours. Then in the evening we will dress you for dinner with your father...

"But Mum... Please don't do this to me...""Now look, Jamie. Your father and I have given you time. We allowed you to think about things over the weekend but at the end of the day, we've told you what is going to happen. We don't have much time to get this right. The lady from the theatre, Stella is her name, comes today and we will choose a wig. Then we will practice for a couple of hours a day and the rest of the time is yours. Then in the evening we will dress you for dinner with your father...