Masks by Bebe Talons

Masks by Bebe Talons

EXCERPT:
I glanced into the mirror… God! I looked positively immoral and decadent and as sexy and as stunning as I have ever seen myself! My nipples stiffened and traced suggestive bumps in the lace when I moved! And I could just make out the shadow of my ersatz feminine sex at the juncture of my ivory thighs.
“My good Goddeth, girl!” Lana breathed in awe. “You are fantabulouth!”
“Yeah, not bad at all!” Lynda added.
“OK. Enough admiring the view. Thith gown still needth to be finithed. You!” Lana barked at poor Melvin. “Quit dawdling and get to work!”
“Yeth, Myth!” it whispered, curtseying as it started to pull the dress off so it could finish the hemming. And I was completely naked in front of it! But as far as that little fairy was concerned, I could have been a side of beef! It had no sexual interest in anyone nor anything that was not its Mistresses Lynda and/or Lana! Like I said, a damned little fairy!

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Digby’s Addiction by Max Swyft

Digby's Addiction by Max Swyft

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His pulse races and he feels feverish, doesn’t know why. Yet he is aware of a vague atmosphere of excitement.
She looks into the bathroom and his eyes follow hers.
On the tile floor near the commode is a pair of pantyhose and shiny grey panties.
He looks at her eyes, then back at the undergarments.
His throat is dry and he wants to speak but doesn’t know what to say.
Meredith leans down, busses his cheek, the touch feathery, tickling his skin. “I’m meeting clients this evening, took a shower and changed.”

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Your Turn To Be The Wife by Gabrielle Johnson

Your Turn To Be The Wife by Gabrielle Johnson

EXCERPT:
It must have been an hour before we left the Ladies’ Room. The supper was over, the cleanup in full throttle. Wine was being poured. Speeches were being given by voices that weren’t female even though they came from the mouths of very pretty women.
“I need to speak to my friends, the judges,” said Guy as I clung to his arm, this being the only way to get properly out of the place, Guy said. He kissed me. He was right about how the drugs made me feel. Oh, I had to keep on doing that, kissing him, as I felt so girlie and femmy. Oh, I was high, I knew, but I was a beautiful queen, wasn’t I? Guy told me I was.

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862 Penelope Bright by Delphinia Longstreet

862 Penelope Bright by Delphinia Longstreet
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True to Penny’s prediction, two days later, I appeared before the camera wearing the most abbreviated swimsuit bottom I have ever seen – I mean, it was a string around my waist, a tiny patch that barely covered my pouting sex lips and another string between my cheeks to join the waist string in back! The top was equally abbreviated, being two quarter sized patches for my nipples and strings to hold it all together! And it was flesh colored to boot! Penny called it a money suit, two dimes and a dollar bill!
When I saw the rushes the next afternoon, from a distance it looked like I was completely naked! When I said as much to Penny, she laughed. “Soon, Hunny Bunny, you won’t even have that much covering that luscious bod of yours! I said nothing in rebuttal because I knew she was probably right!

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861 Parachute Silk Dress by Monica James

861 Parachute Silk Dress by Monica James

B-17 Flying Fortress gunner Edgar Logan bails out and is captured by German S.S. but escapes and hides in a cave. He is taken in by a French family, the Foulards. The Germans know the family have one daughter. The daughter has been missing since she ran off to work the streets. Edgar takes the missing girl’s place but has to learn to look and act like a young girl. Ed discovers the latent crossdresser inside himself as he learns to live as a young woman. Nor is he the only one to enjoy his apparent femininity; German officers and French women alike appreciate his beauty and desire to take him to their beds. After numerous adventures, both in and out of bed, Ed returns to England. After the allies are finally victorious, our happy TV journeys to find the girl that sheltered him early on.

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