The advent of the Internet was a godsend for me and the myriad of Cross-dressers out there. At last, we could buy clothes and all the trappings we needed for our desires without the embarrassment of having to be seen to be buying 'stuff' in shops full of real women.

Chapter 3

There was no light bulb moment that I was ready for my power to reach the next level, it was just when I looked again at the foreign virus DNA that was incorporating itself into Chris DNA and wanted to change it, my gift agreed with me. It wasn't as simple as just deleting it, my DNA needed certain base pairs to be in certain points or the complex DNA folding that occurred on a macro and micro level would go wrong. My understanding was sufficient to change the sequencing to nonsense whilst keeping the overall structure.

CHAPTER 12
We had a mixed Summer, weatherwise, but that was one of the reasons Dad managed to make a half-decent income for us from the bunkhouse. I loved camping, especially that sense of a nest, being safe from the weather even if only behind a couple of layers of nylon. Listening to rain on my tent was a wonderful lullaby, but it rather obviously meant that the world outside would be rather moist.