A family receives a threatening note, unsigned: feminize your son or you will all die. What do you suppose they’ll do? Last year was a hectic one, recovering from gender confirmation surgery (while writing a show about it), running a theatre company, getting on the scene as a trans actress… So much of my energy was spent working on and talking about becoming a woman in the world that I spent very little time actually being one. Year one is over, and I’m ready to get out there and take my new self for a spin. To be fair, not every woman with a penis is interested in being sexually objectified; I’m simply reflecting on a chapter of my personal journey in which I was. Also, not every woman with a penis is interested in getting rid of it; the transgender umbrella is broad and covers a wide range of people with different relationships to and plans for their bodies.

When a mother loses control of her urge to feminize her son, both of their lives change in ways they could not predict. I spent the afternoon getting ready – having a bath, shaving my legs and body, etc, then it was time to get dressed. I took my time with my makeup (which I’m still not very good at) but at last I felt finished. I was very nervous, but my mind was made up. I went downstairs, poured a martini and waited until the lights had gone off in all the surrounding houses. I live in a small village on an even smaller estate, where everyone knows everyone else. It would be disastrous to be found out as I’m sure all closet trannies feel. A cross-dresser finds out that he has a lot more in common with his mother than he ever thought possible, and vice versa. After all this it was later than planned when I was ready to go out. I’ve recently had new windows and doors fitted, so I had to transfer the correct key to my ‘Linda’ keyring. I set out but had only gone a few yards before I realised that the new ankle strap shoes with 4 inch heels were not for walking in yet. I’ll have to wear them around the house for a while. A young man becomes obsessed with transforming himself into his gorgeous twin sister, but he takes the effort one step too far—with tragic consequences.On the drive home, I sang as loud as I could to the song “ I Just Had Sex,” which was probably the most enjoyable part of the night. Emmett Syster thought he was having a bad day when his junk disappeared—just like that. Then it got worse. A lot worse… That afternoon, I relaxed and took the weight of keeping my crossdressing secret off of my shoulders. I was happy, thankful that Katie was there with me, talking me through the stages of getting dressed up, the fabrics used to create every outfit and what they meant to me. Katie explained everything. Amazingly, I was expecting something a little stranger and longer, but Katie dressed me in every outfit, explained what it included, and why they were being used and what for. A lot of it I had a vague idea, I remembered the cruise and what my sister had worn was for the formal evening dinners.That was just one of the gowns she wore, and as much as she looked, Katie couldn't find the other two evening dresses she wore, which, in all honesty, wasn't much of a problem. I had tried on numerous clothes at that point and there were other times in the future that Katie and I did similar activities.

Colin’s search for his true nature earns him the blame for a crime he did not commit. But who did the foul deed, and why does the trail lead straight to his best friend? But there’s still a long way to go, which is why we’re grateful for each new trans narrative that enters the canon — particularly in the form of fiction, an obviously massive category in which trans authors have long been excluded from the mainstream. Charming yet incisive YA like Kacen Callender’s Felix Ever After and Aiden Thomas’s Cemetery Boys are setting trends and redefining expectations for YA readers and writers everywhere. Meanwhile literary novels like Binnie’s Nevada are a breath of fresh air in a convention-bound genre, shedding light on the trans experience while remaining accessible and entertaining to cis readers as well. Where can you read more stories by trans authors? Yesterday I decided it was time to see if I could still get into into it. I had bought a lot of new accessories while on holiday in Majorca in the summer. New rings and clips, an ‘L’-for-Linda chain, a new watch as my old one had given up and a lovely Moschino shoulder bag with a leather and chain strap. I had also bought some new fashionable ankle strap court shoes from BHS which I wanted to try. A young man finds himself the subject of an old witch’s efforts to revenge herself upon his father—in pretty much exactly the way you might expect.I had to wait at least eight weeks to do any physical activity, so as I counted down the days, I planned. My high school fling and I had kept in touch over the years, making out a couple times, and he was intrigued that I had completed my surgery. He was my first choice to take my virginity, and when he invited me over, I rushed to his house. We made out for a while, and I took pleasure in pleasuring him. Then, finally, he fingered me…and… It was nothing special. Sarah is a woman like no other, with the beauty of a harvest moon and a past she refuses to discuss. She will take all that you have to give. She will change your life.

In the face of alien invasion, all that stands between the Earth and certain destruction is an intrepid band of cross-dressers with nothing left to lose! Paying attention is the most erotic act. Try to be mindful of her struggle with her body, and see if you can combine your own pleasure seeking with the intention to offer her an experience of physical harmony. An experimental story with a focus on atmosphere. One reader at TG Storytime mentioned its “surreal, dreamlike quality”, which is exactly what I was aiming for. A couple use the AutoMesmerizer to spice up their marriage, but their roleplay takes them further than either ever intended. At that stage came the makeup, followed by the dress and the wig. Its time I bought a new wig. I’ve been looking at the Transformation catalogue and quite fancy a Selina in medium brown. Must make a point of visiting Bury Old Road again!When a man uses the Medallion to swap bodies with his wife, multiple bodyswaps ensue until everybody is someone else. (Also with bonus caption.) Post-op, things have changed. I don’t have the unique combination of equipment that satisfied my previous lovers, and having gone through a brutal year-long recovery, I’m in no hurry to give up what I fought for. Don’t get me wrong, I enjoy getting choked and fingered as much as the next third-wave feminist, but I’ve started to value my newfound virginity as a source of power, and I’m both excited and intimidated by the thought of letting someone else inside me. And I will always keep a special place in my heart for the first guy who made me cum, stayed over, and went out for coffee with me in the morning. It was a radical orgasm, but it was an even more radical latte. Transgender stories have not always been welcome in the mainstream; indeed, after decades of horrific discrimination, trans authors have shown remarkable resolve, continuing to fight ardently for their voices to be heard. Today, the tides are finally turning in a manner that’s long overdue, with authors like Imogen Binnie and Meredith Russo forging a more hopeful path for trans and cis writers and readers around the world.

A cross-dresser with a very understanding wife finds out just how accepting of his lifestyle and his womanhood she really is (and there’s a bonus caption to boot). The rules are simple: you be me and I’ll be you; the first one found to be an imposter loses. And the winner might just get a whole lot more than they bargained for… When I saw myself in the bathroom mirror I couldn’t believe the size of the gash above my right eyebrow. It was deep and looked as if it had been done neatly with a knife. I still have a slight mark. I eventually managed to stop the bleeding, which had been quite profuse and stained my blouse badly, and started to get undressed. To my amazement I had badly grazed both knees, but the 60 denier tights were unscathed! In general, the younger someone properly identifies with their preferred gender, the better the results of hormone therapy and surgery. An increase in temperature turns ice into water and water into steam. Might the same principle turn male into female?I decided to cross to the other side of the road, probably as any other woman would. They just passed by deep in their own conversation and never bothered with me. Another car went by and I felt reassured. I had undergone the painful and extensive process of gender reassignment surgery. I was nineteen years old.