Saying it with panties

Buying him panties is true love

Letting him wear women's underwear is caring.
Encouraging him to wear girly undies is love.
Going out to buy him frilly pink panties is true love...

Ladyboy leotard

The Ladyboy Leotard worked as advertised

Jim's hands were shaking as he tore open the package that had arrived in the mail. Inside was the magic leotard he had ordered, that was, he hoped, going to work a special spell for him.
His heart skipped a beat as he tore away the wrappings and held up the soft blue leotard. It was beautiful, with a deep blue body and sky blue patterned sleeves. But would the Ladyboy Leotard work?
He quickly stripped down to the panties and bra that he always wore and made ready to put it on. He took a deep breath, and slipped the soft, sexy material onto his body. It fit like a glove. Jim waited, barely daring to breathe. Then, every so softly, he felt as though the material was sinking into his skin.

He can't help himself

Dave was caught wearing panties, again.

Sandra looked down at her boyfriend Dave as he crouched on the bed. She had just come back from the shower and caught him wearing her panties, yet again. She had warned him about taking her underwear and that if was caught wearing them there would be consequences.

Only panties will do

There is nothing better than wearing cute panties

Fresh, soft white cotton, cute orange flower patterns, sexy orange lace waistband. Is there really any alternative to wearing girly panties?

Lingerie is such a source of confidence

It was time for Ilene to take over Ian's life

Ian sat in front of his computer looking at the screen and reading over the e-mail that he had written. It explained everything, his love of everything feminine, his need to be a woman, his decision to come out of the closet. He read it through again and again to see if there was anything he had missed. He had been through this so many times before and yet he could never bring himself to send the message.

Caught dressing in his sister's clothes

Estelle caught her brother in her clothes

Alan was thrilled when he realized he would have the whole afternoon alone at home with nothing to do but explore his sister's clothes cupboard. He started off by taking a long hot shower and then carefully waxed his legs, arms, armpits, and body. Feeling very smooth and girly he headed to Estelle's bedroom and began by reviewing her underwear drawer. He pulled out one pair of panties after another, trying on silk bikini panties, lacy thongs, and cotton midi underwear with pretty patterns that felt so cozy. After carefully selecting a pair of green silk tanga panties he found a matching lacy bra and set to work on Estelle's clothes cupboard. For hours on end he paraded around her bedroom in a dizzying display of dress and miniskirts, tight pants and leggings, soft tops and clinging bodies.

Pretty pianist

Barry enjoyed playing the piano

Barry ran his fingers over the keys and the music filled the club. He played with passion and finished with a flourish to loud applause. He smiled to himself as he stood up in his shimmering red evening gown to face the excited audience. Just a year ago he had been down and out. The only job he could get int the clubs and bars was washing dishes. Finally, he had enough. He set about feminizing his body using everything from full body waxing to hormones. A year later when he walked into any of the top clubs and bars the owners were falling over themselves to hire this sexy female piano player.

But he enjoyed being a woman even more

Barry bowed to the audience and gave them a plenty of cleavage to enjoy. Then he turned just enough to give them a good look at his shapely bottom. This was worth everything, he told himself, even if there was no way he could ever get a date with a woman now...

The girls like his buns

Paul was a cheeky chef

The four girls sat around the table breathing in the delicious smells coming from the kitchen.
"It smells amazing Angie, what are we having?" asked Judy.
"Too true, you must be an amazing cook," added Mel.
Angie just smiled at her three friends knowingly. She had invited them all around for dinner and was enjoying the compliments.
"It's not my cooking, it's my private chef's," she explained.
"You have a private chef?" Judy said, surprised.
"Well, I have Paul," Angie said with a mischievous smile.
"Paul knows how to cook?" asked Mel incredulously.
"Paul know all kinds of things now since I started practicing my hypnosis on him," Angie told them. "Just wait and see."
A few moments later the door to the room opened and in walked Paul dressed as the sexiest chef the girls had ever seen. He was wearing a halter-neck top, a skirt so short none of the girls would have dared to wear and fishnets stockings over his perfect legs. On his head was a big chef's hat.
The three visitor gasped in surprise.
"What on earth?" Mel managed to say.
"I started hypnotizing him to help around the home and one thing led to another. I trained him to read every cook book and learn them thoroughly. Then I thought I would have some fun with him and trained him to be a girl too so that he would clean up after himself. The next thing I knew he was wearing my panties to I bought him this outfit and now I can't keep him out of the kitchen!"
The girls applauded her ingenuity.
"Doesn't he mind?" Judy wanted to know as she eyed Paul's body as he served them some entree.
"Not any more, do you Paul?" Angie said. "You like being a chef"
"Oooh yes," squealed Paul in a girlie voice," I love it!"
"When I wake him up he doesn't remember a thing," Angie whispered to the girls.
As Paul headed back to the kitchen the girls took a good look at his smooth round bottom that was fully exposed in the short skirt and thong panties he was wearing.
"As you can see, he has delicious buns," Angie said and the girls roared their approval...

Learning to be graceful

Tommy didn't like his sissy training

Tommy blinked back tears as he stared at the stern-looking women in front of him. He could feel his cheeks burning with shame at his predicament. He was wearing a ballerinas outfit complete with tutu and white tights. When he had first been sent to the correctional facility for his anti-social behavior he thought it would just be a few weeks of being told off and told to be a good boy in future. He hadn't been there more than three hours and they already had him sissified and dressed as girl dancer.
"Why do I have to do this?" he demanded.
"Because you must learn to be delicate and graceful before we let you back into the public," one of the women said. All three of them seemed to be smirking at him although they were very serious when the spoke to him. "Now, show us again how a butterfly walks."
"I shan't do it!" Tommy said angrily. "I'm not a girl."
"You will be by the time you leave..."

Tranny tradeshow girl

Ross enjoyed being Rosanne

Ross spent years trying to make a living at trade shows, working on a commission but he could barely break even. Even more annoying was the number of times that he would lose potential clients to the girls who had no trouble at all attracting attention with their sexy outfits. It was Ross's girlfriend Mel who suggested he go with the flow. She helped transform him into a sexy young woman and even Ross was impressed with the results. When the next trade show came along all eyes were on the brunette in red fishnet stockings and a skirt so short it didn't quite cover her butt. Ross, or Rosanne as he now was, made more sales then he had in the previous year. The only down side was the hands that kept finding their way onto his knee and then up his thigh, but if the other girls could bear it then he felt he must too....

Boardroom boredom

Crossdressing at work is a thrill

Danny ran his hands up and down  his perfectly smooth legs as up as the short tight mini-skirt he was wearing. He looked down at the high heels he was wearing and giggled then walked around his large office swinging his hips just like the young women who worked in the office outside. As the head of a large company his office was sacred and no one would enter without knocking first. The privacy enabled him to enjoy his feminine side by wearing skirt, pantyhose and heels in the office. He sat on the edge of his desk and crossed his legs enjoying the feeling of his silky skin. Wearing women's clothes at work gave him a thrill that took the boredom out of board meetings. He picked up the newspaper and browsed the business news. Just then his intercom rang, it was Lisa, his secretary letting him know she had a cup of coffee for him. Danny shivered with delight and sat down at his large desk. From the other side no one could see him from the waist down. He told Lisa to come in and smiled as she place the coffee on his desk, watching the way she walked as she left to learn exactly how to do it As the door closed Danny sat back and stroked his legs again. If only she knew, he giggled to himself...

Overdoing it

Alan was unhappy with his new body

Michelle looked down at her boyfriend Alan as he sat on the couch.
"Oops," she said but she couldn't quite stifle a chuckle.
She had just tried a feminizing spell on Alan that she wanted to test. Alan hadn't been too keen on the idea but Michelle assured him it would be painless and reversible. She even promised to take him out shopping as a girl if he wanted. However, the spell worked far better than she expected. She had expected the spell to smooth Alan's features and give him a slightly more feminine look but instead it turned him into a sexy brunette with the largest chest Michelle had ever seen on a girl.
"What have you done to me!" wailed Alan. "Change me back."
"Ahh, er, oh dear," Michelle said as she leafed through the spell book. "Oh, that's not right."
"What's going on? You said it would be a subtle change."
"Yes, I know, I think I used the wrong spell. It's your fault because you kept complaining beforehand and distracting me. I used the full-power feminizing spell."
"You did what! Change me back right now!"
"Well, er, that's the problem. I don't think I can. That's why I wanted to use the simple spell. This one lasts a bit longer. That's why the results were so, well, larger than life."
She quickly found him a floral bra and panties to wear and even lent him some stockings and heels for good measure. The panties fit fine but the bra was clearly inadequate. 
Alan looked down at the large round protrusions on his chest in horror. They were straining at the bra and threatened to burst out at any moment.
"I can't go out like this. They look ridiculous."
Michelle had to admit to herself that Alan's body was bound to draw a lot of attention but she decided not to tell him that.
"Don't be so silly, they look fine. I'll give you a top and we can go out and buy you a bigger bra."
 Her expectations proved to be accurate. Everywhere they went Alan was the focus of unwanted attention but no matter how much he tried to slouch he couldn't hide his chest.
"You'll get used to it," Michelle comforted him, "lot of girls do..."

Memory Maid

Freddy was a forgetful maid but his girlfriend didn't mind

As he walked along the hall towards the salon Freddy paused for a moment. He had the feather duster in his hand and he knew he was supposed to do some dusting but now he couldn't remember if he was supposed to put the laundry on before or afterwards. He thought hard for a moment but it just wouldn't come to him so he headed into the salon where his girlfriend Karen was in an armchair reading.
"Excuse Miss Karen" Freddy said politely and gave a quick curtsey, "should I put the laundry on before the dusting or afterwards."
"Afterwards," Karen said without looking up. As Freddy scuttled off to the dusting Karen sighed to herself . Hypnotizing Freddy to make him into her personal housemaid had saved her doing all the housework but his memory was very weak. She supposed it was all the intense hypnosis to remove his male awareness but it could be quite irritating when he kept asking for instructions. She watched him as he moved around the room in his short sexy maid outfit. Every time he bent over she could see his ruffled panties and Karen smiled to herself. No doubt about it, it was worth it the trouble....

Trying to understand his wife

Stephen enjoyed his being his wife

Stephen lay on the bed luxuriating in the sensations of his wife's body. She had swapped her feminine form for his during the night and now she was at work in his body leading his life.  As soon as she was gone he raided her lingerie stock trying on everything. Now he lounged on the bed in a sexy pink and black bustier with fishnet stockings and matching panties. He ran his hand through his long hair and down over his spectacular cleavage. He had no control over the transformation process and would have to wait for his wife to return his body but he hoped it wouldn't be any time soon...

A first taste as a woman

TG Captions: His first kiss was memorable

It all happened in a flash. Ben had been at the club all night dressed as his alter ego Beth. He danced and flirted and seduced, enjoying every delicious moment of being the sexiest-looking woman in the room. One moment he had been the queen of the floor, driving men wild with desire and women wild with envy and then he felt hands hold his head and tilt his face up. The next moment his lips were crushed under a kiss, passionate and overwhelming, smudging his lipstick, then it was gone. Ben staggered back to the side of the dance floor, his mind spinning and his emotions racing. He reached up to wipe his mouth but even as he did so he had to admit that it felt good, better than he could have imagined. Ben ran his fingers over his lips and he knew he wanted more...

Christmas elf

TG Captions: Jim found work crossdressing as an elf

Jim shifted his position and tried to get comfortable. Outside the display window in the street a few shoppers were looking in on him and smiling. He felt ridiculous dressed as he was in a sexy little greeen elf outfit complete with hat and stockings. Some tourists took photographs of him. He tried to shift again. His skirt was so short that it barely covered his bottom and he could feel some of the fake snow from the display digging into his cheeks. This was all Sarah's fault.
When he couldn't play the rent again his room mate Sarah had threatened to throw him out. Jim was desperate but he just couldn't seem to find work.
"It's easy for you to tell me to find a job," he complained to Sarah, " if a girl wants a job she just has to put on something sexy and look pretty."
For a moment Sarah said nothing then a wicked grin came over her face.
"The big department store in town is looking for staff to be in their holiday displays," she said. "My friend Michelle is in charge of the displays and we can get you a job there."
"I'm not sitting in some shop window dressed as Santa," Jim snorted.
"Oh, don't worry, they aren't looking for Santas," Sarah said as she reached went to her room to call Michelle.

Happy with his panties

Stanley loved his presents

Stanley sighed contentedly as he lay on the bed. Just a few short weeks ago he had confessed to his wife Becky his desire to experience being a woman. She had told him she would think about it and he for days he had no clue as to what she would decide. Then Christmas morning came and he opened the presence Becky had bought him; a set of razors to shave his body with, several pairs of girls' underwear, a chemise, pink socks, and very cute and lacy bra. Stanley lay on the bed enjoying the sensation of the pink socks on his feet and the delicate lacy pink panties he was wearing that were riding up his bottom. He reached down and gently tugged the soft material from his behind and let them snap back into place. Yes, he thought to himself, this was going to be a good year...

The thrill of wearing his sister's panties

TG Captions: The thrill of wearing panties

Brian's hands trembled with excitement as he picked up the delicate lacy panties. His legs were shaved, the stockings rolled up his legs and in position and his feet were in heels. All that remained was to put on the panties. He chuckled to think what his sister would say if she could see him now wearing her clothes. Then he pulled on the panties. As the soft delicate undies slid up his legs they sent a thrill through his whole body. He silently offered a word of thanks to his sister for her delicious taste in underwear and then let himself drift into feminine ecstasy...

You've got mail

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Dave was flitting about in his apartment enjoying a quiet evening en femme. He was dressed in some of his favorite women's clothing and his blonde wig and careful make up he looked and felt at his best. Then the phone rang and a woman's voice simply said "You've got mail" and hung up. In the moment before the line went dead he heard what sounded like another girl laughing in the background. Puzzled he sat down at the computer and noticed  a new e-mail message. For a moment he thought it might be spam because it was from an address that he didn't recognize but the subject said "Davyeboy, this is for you" and only his friends called him 'Daveyboy'. He opened the message and his blood turned to ice. The message had no text but just a series of pictures of him out and about dressed as a women.

Another good thing about being a woman

George found it easier to stop a cab as Georgina

George hurried down the stairs to the street. He was running late for work and would have to take a taxi. He tried for ten minutes to stop a cab but each time other people pushed in front of him or hailed the taxi first. He was getting desperate. Then he had a cunning idea. He quickly returned home and changed into Georgina his female persona. He ditched his business suit and put in a large bag and then slipped on a pair of tight shorts and a white blouse. A touch of make up and a wig and he was now she.  As he came out of the building he pulled out his phone and made a call to his work telling them he would be a little late.  He stood in the street as the busy traffic swirled by and raised his arm. Within in seconds three taxis had screeched to a halt nearly colliding with each other in their eagerness to collect this beautiful young woman. George smiled to himself as he climbed into the cab. It was just another good thing about being a woman.