Crossdress Fiction

Ben stood on the frat house porch as the boy looked him up and down thoughtfully. He was busted for sure…if not. what the hell was this guy waiting for?! He tried to act relaxed but the towering heels made it next to impossible to adopt any pose that made him look remotely comfortable. It was a blistering hot day and Ben was aware of beads of sweat beginning to form at the nape of his neck and above his makeup caked face. He couldn’t decide which would be more disasterous: runny makeup or sweat stains on his tight red dress. To his left. his bestfriend. Sharon. stood confidently. beaming in her short white minidress…why was she so sure that they were going to let them into the frat party?

Will (Left), Alex (Center), and Zak (Right), were super excited. They had gotten invitations to Playboy Island, a luxurious resort where Playboy Bunnies tended to your every whim! They excitedly boarded the plane, waiting for the good times ahead of them…

Torment? If this is torment, then I hope it never ends!

What do I mean by that? Simple. I wasn’t always a girl. I was a guy. But some
asshole with thing… I don’t know how to describe it… It was like some sort of spell,
or a gun… Or whatever… It doesn’t matter what it was. I use to be a guy and I got
zapped. Instant girl.

During his study as scriptwriter, Gerard got the advice to use situations and
topics that are familiar to him in his stories to give them an air of authenticity.
Then Gerard faced a challenge, as he had to write a story with around a female
head character. So Gerard used a whishing coin to gain some experience as
women so that he could “write what he knows” after some first-hand
experience.

Morning Kate. I feel like crap this morning. Thanks for making the coffee.What do you mean it’s not coffee? Funny joke. You know I’m not awake until I have my coffee…

What? You have an issue with me being a girl now? Deal with it.
Sure, I’m still getting use to being a girl, but it’s not that bad. I mean I deserved it.
After all, I pissed off a witch, and she cursed me.

Rob couldn’t believe it. A minute ago, Stacy’ Johnson, one o; the hottest girls at his college, happened to jump in on him while he was playing with a Strange gun he’d Found in one or the sorority houses.

“Relaaax, Katie… I’m gonna run circies around these girls, believe me! I could do it in my sleep if I wanted -just look at me.” Michael said as he fondled a soccer ball between the borrow slender legs of his friend. the two or them had swapped bodies after katie was getting nervous about her big game. but Michael tried
his best to reassure her.