“Mandy, I’m off now, should be home by..” but I stop, as I see the person in the kitchen. “Where’s Mandy?” “I’ve got a meeting with new clients.” “I know you have. But where is Mandy?” “As I said, I’ve got a meeting in London, but I should be back mid-afternoon.” “Andy, what fucking bit of the question don’t you understand?! WHERE IS MANDY?!” “I can’t go as her, can I?!” “What do you mean “go as her?"” “I mean dress up as...

Sarah decided that Simon had had enough time away from his chores for one day, and so, despite Claire being keen to see him in his new outfits and to teach him how to apply makeup, Simon spent the rest of Saturday working in the garden. As he knew from experience, gardening is a never-ending task and there is always something to be done. At 7 PM, just as the light was starting to fade, Simon was called in for dinner. As h...

Simon came back downstairs, after his shower, with his mind still muddled. It was only 10:30 AM, yet already his world had been turned upside down--again. He had woken up that morning being submissive to one gorgeous woman, Sarah, but now she was joined by an equally beautiful girl, Claire, who had quickly demonstrated a natural talent for domination. What's more, rather than spend the morning receiving fashion advice fro...

Simon stood naked in Sarah's bedroom, awaiting, he hoped, a handjob as a reward for drafting a new and undated letter of resignation. His cage was still locked in place and his penis was becoming impatient as he watched Sarah reach into the drawer of her bedside cabinet. Was this where she hid his key, he wondered? No! His stomach dropped as he saw she had withdrawn a pair of handcuffs. "Lie on your back on the bed," she...

“I can’t believe I’m saying this, but I like having twin girls,” Mom said, as we arrived home after our nice dinner. “We had a great time, Mom. Thanks. And thanks for letting me have my sister,” Jill happily exclaimed. We got ready for bed. As I was about to retire, I heard a knock. “May I come in, sweetie?” “Of course, Mom.” She sat next to me. I had taken off my dress and was only wearing a black bra and panties. She wa...

It was Monday morning, and Simon had spent an embarrassing weekend with Sarah making him dress completely in female clothing and punishing him with lines, not to mention adding further days to his chastity clock. He had also had an awkward encounter with a young neighbour and then, to top it all, had learnt that his former girlfriend, Emma, had destroyed his passport and driving licence, meaning he couldn't visit the bank...

The divorce was final in two months. I owned only women’s clothing and lingerie. Joann let everyone know about the divorce. What we hadn’t considered was that her other friends, as well as colleagues, would want to fix her up with dates. Besides that, the same friends wanted to fix me up. We put them off but realized that if we didn’t occasionally go out with men, everyone would think we were lesbians. We considered that...

When we returned home from our girl adventure on a Saturday. The next morning, we sat down to talk about what to do next. “Elizabeth, You enjoyed the entire week,” Jo declared. “I am sure we had a better time than we would have if you were Bob. I had a great time. It’s up to you, but I think it’s time for you to be a woman full-time.” “Are you sure, Joann?” I asked. “When was the last time you wore male clothing other tha...

I had reached the point where the only time I wasn't Elizabeth was at work. “I know you hate wearing male clothing,” Joann told me one morning as I was getting ready for work. “It’s like you are cross-dressing as a man. I want you to quit your job so you can live as the woman we know you want to be. We are so much happier as two girls. I want you to be happy.” I knew she was right. I wanted to be Elizabeth, not Bob. That...

After an exhilarating weekend, my life unfortunately returned to normalcy. Bob went back to work. We came home, had dinner, and watched TV. I realized Joann was processing. Duh. I just told her I wanted to dress and act like a woman. I didn’t want to press my luck. By Thursday, Joann seemed to have made a decision. “I know you want to dress, so take Friday off and do it.” She smiled. Joann kissed me goodbye as she left, s...