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Against his better judgement, a man gives his wife a very feminine piece
of lingerie for their anniversary. She does not appreciate the gesture and makes
an offer that he takes her up on.
He’s humbly agreed to be a bridesman for his friend’s wedding. But as he quickly discovers, prepping the bride-to-be might be easier if he embraces his feminine side.
Colin’s best friend from work, Gigi, is getting married soon, and she’s asked him to join her wedding party — an offer he is honored to accept. But there’s a bit of a problem. With his unmistakably male designation as bridesman, he’s finding it difficult to mesh with the bridesmaids and to assist the bride-to-be with any female-focused preparation. Fortunately, Colin has some wonderfully feminine qualities to him: long blonde hair, androgynous features, and an impressively petite figure. Qualities which, if he wants to make the most of his experience, he might want to lean into. Just as long he doesn’t find himself enjoying them too much…
This ~70,000-word, 295-page gradual feminization novel is about ambition, friendship, romance, and discovering all things girly for the first time! The full book is now available on Amazon for purchase or FREE with Kindle Unlimited!!
Preparations are underway as Donnie prepares to accompany his friend Mitch to
Hawaii as his girlfriend. Lots to learn and lots to buy, then the process of
getting comfortable pretending to be a real women out in the real world.
I kind of rushed right into this new series. I truly hope that you like this!
“Captain Honore, this is Captain Helen Hunt of the Fleet Strike Carrier Hermes. That would be the “Giant piece of shit we choose to call a ship”. I would appreciate your company in my ready room ASAP. I think we have some items of mutual interest to discuss. When do you think I can expect the pleasure of your company?”
I felt as though I was walking on a cloud! I looked at the clock and realized that I had been here for more than five hours!! I saw Mindy sitting in the reception area. She looked up as I approached her.
When she saw me she gasped.
I had hoped her face would have a look of happiness because of how I looked, but what her face showed was total sheer panic!
“Oh my God! Lynn!!! What have you done?” she gasped. The panic on her face came through in her voice.
“Hell’s Little Wieners in Habaá±ero Sauce, is he still here?” asked Muffins coming back from a quick tour of my apartment. “You’ve got to get rid of your hairy sex ape or we’ll never be able to figure out what’s going on!”
‘We headed for the car park where Dawn had left her car to make sure that it was okay to leave it overnight. We had both had a few drinks and the last thing she wanted was to be breathalysed.
Changes Chapter 16 By Susan Brown
I wore another of Tim’s t-shirts when we went downstairs later, after a suitable interlude. I felt so excited about seeing my apartment that I had to not talk at all for fear of bursting into non-stop giggles.
The story of Mike versus Michelle concludes with this chapter. It takes place about a year and a half after the last chapter and picks up after Michelle's SRS.
Mike versus Michelle:
Part 20 Baltimore Blues:The Final Chapter
I pulled on the tight thin top. Wow was it tight and it really did show my VS lacey bra. Joan said it looked very nice, very feminine. As I looked down, I could see the shape of my cups and the outline of the bra. Looking in the mirror I saw my bra cups and straps beaming out, saying I was all woman. I asked Joan if it was OK. She smiled and said "You look great. Don't worry it, you look very pretty." She said she loved my VS molded cup push up bra. You have a every pretty shape, be proud, Terri!
Today was the first day of the rest of my life and I hated it. I bade goodbye to my husband the night before. He looked into my eyes and told me he loved me before he died. I can take comfort in that, at least. Now I am left with this yawning emptiness in my soul, a hole in my heart that can never be filled.
I suppose I can take some solace in the fact that I am now free to transition, to become the woman I have always wanted to be and he could never stand, but the truth is, I’d rather be tied to my ugly male self and have him to hold me at night.
I spent my day looking for stray aluminum cans. 500 cans meant I’d be able to stay the night at the Salvation Army as long as I got to the recycling center before 5 o’clock. Anything short of that meant I’d get to sleep in the woods. I really didn’t like sleeping in the woods. I had a tarp I could set up as a shelter from the rain, but it didn’t help a whole lot when it had been raining earlier in the day. That wasn’t the real problem with sleeping there, though. The real problem was that the woods were inhabited by other people, some of whom weren’t so nice.
She knew how to treat him - exactly as he deserved...
He made his living meeting women and giving them what they wanted. But what did the woman in the Mercedes want and would he be willing to give it? And if he did, what would he become.
An erotic tale of lust, greed and transformation on the Gilded Coast as a young man looking for a sugar mama finds out what life is like as an object of desire.
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