Once in the hall, away from the others, Dr. Korrick explained that seven tiny neural sensors were to be placed in my body today. She reached into her lab coat pocket and showed me a very tiny tubular object less than a half-inch long. The "bugs" were to be inserted under my skin through a catheter, much like having an In a similar, but more involved manner, three refillable implants would be implanted in me to emit testosterone blockers and low doses of estrogen into my system. The seven sensors were capable of continually monitoring the effects of the slow release of the carefully formulated new hormones to see how they will alter the manner in which I handle stress,

It wasnt my fault. Those things I did with my stepson. Anyone would have caved. He was so;.. Well, let me tell you about it and you make up your own mind. I married Jamies mother after a six-month office romance. I knew Rita was divorced and had a kid, but she was and is an extraordinarily hot babe. She was when we were married and I was and divorced, with no kids. Jamie was . Rita and I had been dating about three months when I asked her to

Two boys walked down the street. It was pitch black and no one was out. They held the emblem of Delta Omega proudly on their shirt. A fraternity of Forest University Or as the frat boys called it FU. The boys names were Chuck and Jack. They were the pranksters who played pranks on the sorority daily. They were also the biggest perverts on campus. The boys were laughing and talking about football and sports. A small rustle came from the bushes.

The next morning, I slept in until :. I was in no hurry to get an early start, as Hugh Frazier wouldnt be speaking until about : p.m. according to the agenda Elaine had provided me. The Womens Business Alliance had stirred up controversy by choosing a mens magazine publisher to be its keynote speaker. However, on the plus side, the women knew that Hugh Fraziers daughter was going to be the second guest speaker, and it was widely recognized that she was an up and coming executive within the Frazier Publishing Empire. I adroitly applied my mustache, hairpiece and glasses disguise and went downstairs.

How can someone go through this kind of change and not be phased by it? I have to live my whole life over again! I have to let go of all the things I loved. I wasnt ready to let go! Why? Why was a question I couldnt stop asking myself. Why did everything have to change? One day Im a popular teenage boy, people think Im funny, and I have a respectable amount of close friends. And then I go to sleep, and everything became different.

I awoke when the sun was high in the morning sky, alone in that sensuous, satin sheeted, bed. A discreet knock on the door had awoken me and I sat up as it opened. Sissy was back to being Castor and had showered and replaced his finery with mundane boys clothes. He was carrying a small bed tray and the smell of delicious smoked bacon made me realise that I was ravenous.

Mr. Rodgers was the manager of our "Panty Boy" Spa and Resort. It was one of such operations in the country and, like the rest, was almost printing money. Mr. Rodgers was a good manager who took care of his customers and the sissies who worked for him. And the sissies took care of him. All day and all night. If Mr. Rodgers had a limit in his love for sissies, no one had seen it yet.

When I went upstairs to the apartment I got a big surprise. "Beth!" I squealed. "Cara!" she squealed back and ran at me. We embraced warmly for a minute or so. "Its so good to see you," I beamed at her. "And you too! Let me look at you." She stood back and appraised me. "Girl you look fantastic, you really do." I blushed and waved a hand at her, "Oh now, you have to say that.

Who would have though that being a sissy cuckold would be so perfect an arrangement. I have never been very masculine and have always dressed in panties, pantyhose, high heels and over the years had gotten really good with makeup and passing. When I was younger I would love to dress in a cute nurses uniform and drive all over stopping for gas along the way Its amazing how nice men are to cute nurses in uniform. I even had a man fix my car for me on a chilly evening. He was such a gentleman and very cute.

School was out and Will and Debbie were getting engaged. They were very much in love and it was time to seal that love. Of course that meant that Will had to be exclusive with Debbie five nights a week. Six when they got married. There has to be some wiggle room in a town of horny, underserved women. Robbie had enjoyed his school year, but he wished he had more male friends. Most of the guys in his school saw him as a rival.