02 – Am I a pervert? When we got home it was late in the afternoon. We had been gone all day, first to the salon, then shopping, lunch, drinks and the crossdresser store. I was tired but felt very sexy under my clothes. I did not want Beth, my step sister, to know that I totally enjoyed the... read more
I woke up at 8:20 the following morning. Didn't fall asleep until after 3am. Still excited from last night. I wondered how it was going to go be the “next day” and started to worry a little bit. John also had time to think about it. I took a warm relaxing shower and decided to not worry ... read more
Stacy's Interlude "Hi, guys. I'm Stacy, and I guess you know I'm a sissy from what Gail has been writing about me. I don't mind being called a sissy, because that's exactly what I am, and we should all be proud of what we are, shouldn't we? Gail told me that I needed to write this chapter, a... read more
John and I were having a nice relaxing afternoon cuddled up on the couch watching TV. Our relationship was shifting from all about great sex to enjoying the time we spent together just being ourselves, with me dressed up of course, and the sex seemed to me to be more loving. I'd still seduced him at... read more
Patrick Summers wandered the streets of lower Manhattan in an aimless fog, the chaos surrounding him a lurid backdrop for the turmoil between his ears. He had just suffered two tremendous shocks: his narrow escape from the collapse of the World Trade Center, and his unmasking as a crossdresser on te... read more
I had just got home from another quiet night doing the rounds of this exclusive guarded estate (I am the security guard here) and decided to freshen up before bed. I slipped off my skirt, blouse, stockings and bra and head for the shower. As I stood under the streaming water washing off my make up I... read more
When he finished with the make-up and donned the breast-length brunette wig with the bangs-- that was it. He felt the skirt against his cock and his lap. He liked the way his thighs looked with the eight inches of red and green plaid covering his "secret." He picked a tight black Slayer sh... read more
Epilogue Rob came home from work. His wife Jenny was waiting for him. In her hands she held a letter. Jenny said: "We received this letter today. It is sad news from Marion S. We have met her and her husband John a few times - do you remember? John has had a car accident while driving fas... read more
Chapter 1 "Hey Scott, Fauna kind of likes you," Jenna said, snickering. "Hey Jenna, it hard to hear yourself over that echo?" Scott said as he caught the football, and then heaved it back to Ronnie. "Huh?" Jenna asked, puzzled. "Yeah, your head up your ... read more
1 - Monday It really has been one hell of a week and more to come maybe, though I really am not sure how this is all going to work out. An awful lot has happened since last Monday, I am just beginning to make sense of it. Or at least, some sense. On Monday I decided to 'shake myself out of it'... read more
During the following week I had gotten hornier and hornier thinking of the wekend visit to the air raid shelter. I popped into town during the week to get some make up and some clothes to wear for the following Sunday. This was going to be a bit awkward, but egged on by my urges i set off shopping. ... read more
AQToday I am a fully-fledged she-male, living with my girl friend Kim, who, to me, is the most beautiful girl in the world. We live as sisters to the outside world, but we are in fact passionate lovers. This whole true story started some 5 years ago, let us tell it to you. At that time I was a si... read more
Part 4 Out alone I wanted something which would let me wear my black 4 inch leather stilettos with ankle straps, really sexy shoes, my very first pair of TV heels. I opened the wardrobe to get them out, then started choosing; black seamed stockings; a black thong; my waist cincher bustier; my sho... read more
"Dave," she purred, "you know you can tell me anything. Surely you know you can trust me not to judge you by your fantasies." He was squirming under her touch, his eyes tightly shut, trying to avoid telling her his deepest secrets on the one hand, and on the other, hoping beyo... read more
When I rolled out of bed that fateful morning, I had no way of knowing that it would be my last day as Matt McCoy. After showering and dressing quickly (how I long for those days!) I bolted out the door for my train, looking forward to another manic day on the floor. Although I was one of the younge... read more
There have been very few times in my life I have been terrified and today was definitely the tops on that list. Ms drove us to the mall and as I watched she walked around the front of the car and opened the door for me. I looked up to see her hand extended toward me. "Practice getting out li... read more
Chapter 1: Humbling Beginnings My story starts where most every crossdresser's story starts. It starts somewhere around the time I was an infant. I can remember not to mention being told several thousand times that my choice of toys as a child was dolls, strollers, dress up and tea parties, Barbi... read more
Chapter 1 "What would you like for your birthday?" my wife asked. "An unforgettable sex session" I answered, jesting. "Is that right? Well, we'll see" came the reply. I forgot all about the exchange and nothing else was said about my birthday. The day arrive... read more
It was a Friday. I remember that. Actually it's not really surprising, it was always a Friday, the day my stepfather worked late and I got home from college early. It gave me time. Which wasn't really important that first time though it was later. And on that first occasion not much happened. Though... read more
Birthday Present or (I've Looked at Love from Both Sides Now) Chapter 1 "What would you like for your birthday?" my wife asked. "An unforgettable sex session" I answered, jesting. "Is that right? Well, we'll see" came the reply. I forgot all abo... read more
