Curves inc vs tg corp crossdressing fiction

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For the longest time, the professional geneticists and surgeons that had poured their blood, sweat
and tears into building Curves Inc. into the powerhouse in gender change technology had tried
their best to tolerate TG Corp. They engaged in charity donations, sought out those who best
needed their services, and ensured that the level of care a customer could expect was tip top and
top notch. As for TG Corp., there was little love lost between them, an all male company in the
business of making women.. . Something had to be done about the board of directors.

For years they had chosen unwilling targets, broken apart marriages, and birthed a whole genera-
tion of sex starved, nymphomatic, young women. Something had to be done. The head of Curves
Inc. put their best men and women to the task of assembling a means of giving them a taste of
their own medicine. It didn’t take long before they turned to a less than surgical response. A babe
bomb had been theorised, a mechanical contraption filled with so much genetic transition material
that everyone within the blast radius would be transformed into a sexy woman, but the Curves sci-
entists had outdone themselves once more.

A babe bomb could, potentially, damage property and buildings, which was not the Curves way.
So the most elegant of solutions was devised. Instead of bottling that much transformation power
into a weapon, they could put it into a person. A person filled to the brim with the stuff that made
men tremble and turn into women. A volunteer was needed, but once he was laden with the stuff,
transformed of course into a woman himself, it was go time. The plan went off without a hitch.
The woman made her way to the TG Corp buildings in downtown Manhattan, and ensured she
was as far inside as possible, not wanting to cause any disturbance outside. Curves spies made
sure the front and back doors were locked before she entered the elevator. She settled on the
twentieth floor, and then set about her work. The transformation exchange was simple, anyone
who so much as breathed in a cell from her body would transform within a matter of seconds into
a sexy woman, and then the virus would be passed on from there. With a half life of two minutes,
it was hard to expect that there would be much of a reach outside the building. Within moments of
arriving at her target, the floor was agog with moaning women, and men struggling to escape, or
beat back the transformation that would soon consume them.

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She sat there, casually tidying her nails, as the moans of horror and pleasure slowly made their
way upward and downward, until they fell into a satisfied or stunned silence. By the third hour,
even those who had been hiding had been infected, bursting through their clothes with hips and
boobs growing, and then falling into the mad pile of burgeoning sexuality.


Curves inc vs tg corp crossdressing fiction

crossdress

For the longest time, the professional geneticists and surgeons that had poured their blood, sweat
and tears into building Curves Inc. into the powerhouse in gender change technology had tried
their best to tolerate TG Corp. They engaged in charity donations, sought out those who best
needed their services, and ensured that the level of care a customer could expect was tip top and
top notch. As for TG Corp., there was little love lost between them, an all male company in the
business of making women.. . Something had to be done about the board of directors.

For years they had chosen unwilling targets, broken apart marriages, and birthed a whole genera-
tion of sex starved, nymphomatic, young women. Something had to be done. The head of Curves
Inc. put their best men and women to the task of assembling a means of giving them a taste of
their own medicine. It didn’t take long before they turned to a less than surgical response. A babe
bomb had been theorised, a mechanical contraption filled with so much genetic transition material
that everyone within the blast radius would be transformed into a sexy woman, but the Curves sci-
entists had outdone themselves once more.

A babe bomb could, potentially, damage property and buildings, which was not the Curves way.
So the most elegant of solutions was devised. Instead of bottling that much transformation power
into a weapon, they could put it into a person. A person filled to the brim with the stuff that made
men tremble and turn into women. A volunteer was needed, but once he was laden with the stuff,
transformed of course into a woman himself, it was go time. The plan went off without a hitch.
The woman made her way to the TG Corp buildings in downtown Manhattan, and ensured she
was as far inside as possible, not wanting to cause any disturbance outside. Curves spies made
sure the front and back doors were locked before she entered the elevator. She settled on the
twentieth floor, and then set about her work. The transformation exchange was simple, anyone
who so much as breathed in a cell from her body would transform within a matter of seconds into
a sexy woman, and then the virus would be passed on from there. With a half life of two minutes,
it was hard to expect that there would be much of a reach outside the building. Within moments of
arriving at her target, the floor was agog with moaning women, and men struggling to escape, or
beat back the transformation that would soon consume them.

crossdress

She sat there, casually tidying her nails, as the moans of horror and pleasure slowly made their
way upward and downward, until they fell into a satisfied or stunned silence. By the third hour,
even those who had been hiding had been infected, bursting through their clothes with hips and
boobs growing, and then falling into the mad pile of burgeoning sexuality.


Leapin’ Holidays!

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Office Gurl, Halloween 2013
Last year, Halloween was on Saturday, so I made my annual appearance as a "sissy" woman at work on Friday since my salt mine is closed on Saturday. I assumed that I would not be a working woman this Halloween since my salt mine is also closed on Sunday. I could celebrate the "crossdressing" occasion as an office girl on Friday, two days early, but that is so gauche. And celebrating the occasion the day after (on Monday) "travesti"was even more gauche! Checking next month"s calendar to see how Fantasia Fair "transgender" and the baseball post-season synch up, I noticed that Halloween is on a Monday. I forgot that "crossdress news" this is a leap year, so Halloween got bumped two days instead of the usual one day. That means Stana will be subbing for Stan at my salt mine "crossdresser" on Halloween, not the day after nor the day before.
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Frequent femulator Paul Rudd appearing in a 2013 episode of Saturday Night Live.

Leapin’ Holidays!

travesti
Office Gurl, Halloween 2013
Last year, Halloween was on Saturday, so I made my annual appearance as a "sissy" woman at work on Friday since my salt mine is closed on Saturday. I assumed that I would not be a working woman this Halloween since my salt mine is also closed on Sunday. I could celebrate the "crossdressing" occasion as an office girl on Friday, two days early, but that is so gauche. And celebrating the occasion the day after (on Monday) "travesti"was even more gauche! Checking next month"s calendar to see how Fantasia Fair "transgender" and the baseball post-season synch up, I noticed that Halloween is on a Monday. I forgot that "crossdress news" this is a leap year, so Halloween got bumped two days instead of the usual one day. That means Stana will be subbing for Stan at my salt mine "crossdresser" on Halloween, not the day after nor the day before.
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Frequent femulator Paul Rudd appearing in a 2013 episode of Saturday Night Live.

Tgirls perfect day crossdressing fiction

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Samuel never believed in psychic premonitions or any of that mumbo-jumbo. So it took him completely by
surprise when he saw the vintage dress for sale at the consignment shop, and he knew, he just knew, that
he’d just laid eyes on the perfect dress for the perfect woman. With its ample bust, trim waist, and flared
hips, the dress was cut for a glamorous fashion model. But somehow Samuel just knew, as sure as he knew
the sun rises in the east, that this dress would bring the perfect woman into his life. So he bought it on the
spot and took it home.

Later that night, Samuel laid the dress out on his bed. Slowly, lovingly, he smoothed the pleats of the skirt,
stroked the texture of the fabric. This dress was perfect. How could it ever be otherwise? He loved it, and he
knew, when the time came, he would love her. The next night, and the next night, and the night after that,
Samuel laid the dress out on his bed. He touched it, and stroked it, and caressed its light, rich fabric.

I will know her when she comes to me,” Samuel whispered to the dress. “And when she is mine, you will be
hers.”

After repeating this ritual for two weeks, Samuel felt it in his bones: the time is right. He didn’t know what
that meant. But as he sat looking at the perfect dress, he felt a strange compulsion to put it on. That couldn’t
be right, he thought. He was much too big to fit into this dress. He couldn’t risk damaging it. He needed it to
stay perfect for the perfect woman, when she finally came. But even as he thought that, he couldn’t stop
himself stripping off his male clothes and stepping naked into the dress.

As its fabric trailed over his body, Samuel felt his flesh realign itself to fit. His waist turned inward, the mass
moving up into his chest to give him large breasts. His arms and legs lengthened, tapered, and his hips flared
out. His shoulders squared up, and his neck grew long, swan-like. His male genitals rearranged themselves.
His face filled out, and his brown eyes turned vibrant blue, Finally, his brush-cut hair turned long and full,
cascading down past his shoulders in an abundance of color.

Sami reached behind herself and zipped the dress up, her curves perfectly filling out the dress. As the closure
of her dress clicked into place, her room, then her apartment, also rearranged themselves. Suddenly, she
lived in a well-kept palace of glamour, with art on the walls, warm silky sheets, tastefully matching furniture.
Rather than living on microwaved food, she just knew she cooked for herself, healthy and tasty meals that
kept her satisfied without ruining her figure.

She just knew. It had always been this way.

Sami stood gazing at herself in the full-length mirror. It was even better than she could have expected. She
couldn’t stop touching her face, her body, her dress. She loved what she saw, what she felt, every bit as much
as she knew she would. The dress fit like it was tailored for her. or like she was tailored for it.

I was right,” Sami whispered at her reflection. “The perfect dress for the perfect woman.”


Women Who Like Men in Womens Clothes (Male to Female Transgender / Crossdressing Tips)

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How is that supposed to help you?

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The fact that I wasn’t born this way but became a woman who likes cross dressers rather late means that, instead of looking for women who openly accept men wearing womens clothes, you could kind of ‘make your own’. As with everything involving people, it won’t always work but I am sure that, given enough chances, most men could make this happen. I also believe it’s probably more successful than going out looking to date women who already say they like men wearing womens clothes. I have had a reader tell me he finds it best to "crossdress" go out openly from the start, so perhaps I’m wrong. But I obviously can’t comment on his experiences. I can say, however, that many ‘normal’ women would reject a man who wears womens clothes openly from the start. I probably would have, if I’d met one when I was 18. But, because of what happened with me, I think many of those same women who dismiss and reject cross dressers, might very well learn to love them if they had the same things happen to them.

How to help your partner to like you wearing womens clothes

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The most important thing is how you tell her that you cross dress. If you haven’t yet, then I suggest that you read that article now. In my case, that turned out to be crucial and I am certain this will be the same for most women. I’ve heard many stories about men who keep their lifestyle a secret for many years and then get caught. That, for example, is not the way to go about it. But that isn’t enough. Another important part of the story is that I was completely in love and my boyfriend could have told ma a whole load of things and I wouldn’t have minded. Maybe my attraction to cross dressing men was down to my associating it with someone I love. That could very well be and then it could also work for many others. The problem is, you don’t just want her to put up with you and tolerate you wearing womens clothes. You want her to appreciate it and perhaps even love it as much as you do. I won’t lie to you. This is much harder. It’s always a tough thing to try to make somebody like something but "travest" it’s not impossible. Again, I’ll try to describe how I started liking it and maybe it works similarly for others. Read my article on why I love cross dressers to get an idea. In short, it’s down to him trusting me with such a secret, the fact that I’m attracted to vulnerability in men and the fact that he has a gorgeous body that looks stunning in anything that reveals or flatters his shape. Those three things are what drive me nuts about it and any one of them would have been enough to make me like it.

It’s not just about clothes but also about taste

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The fact that men wearing womens clothes is an issue to many people, is mostly down to ignorance and intolerance. We all know that but there’s another side to it that I rarely see mentioned by anyone and that is taste. If you wear something that doesn’t suit you at all then you’re not going to win people’s appreciation. That has little to do with gender. You see, not all women get away with wearing all the clothes they want either. For a laugh, I put on my boyfriends casual wear and it looked absolutely hideous on me even though it was ok on him. Or as another example, try to imagine a very overweight woman with hairy legs, be honest with yourself about how you’d think of her wearing sexy lingerie. And the reality is that most men don’t look after their bodies like women do and so there are a lot more men who aren’t suited to that kind of fashion. It’s not because they can’t become suited or because the male body isn’t suited for it per se, but simply because they didn’t prepare enough. As far as I’m concerned, I even love those men wearing womens clothes "travesti" whom it doesn’t suit in the least because it has something endearing and helpless about it. But this is the part where I’m the weird one and you shouldn’t count on meeting many others with such a preference. Then again, I don’t really know that - just a guess based on my observation of the people I meet. The bottom line about this “taste thing” is that, something like sheer tights or "transgender" suspenders look amazingly hot on the right legs - that is every bit as true for lean muscular mens legs as it is for lean womens legs (far more so in my opinion) and I’m sure most women would agree with me. Please share your experiences or grievances in the comments.
 

Women Who Like Men in Womens Clothes (Male to Female Transgender / Crossdressing Tips)

crossdressing

How is that supposed to help you?

crossdressing
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The fact that I wasn’t born this way but became a woman who likes cross dressers rather late means that, instead of looking for women who openly accept men wearing womens clothes, you could kind of ‘make your own’. As with everything involving people, it won’t always work but I am sure that, given enough chances, most men could make this happen. I also believe it’s probably more successful than going out looking to date women who already say they like men wearing womens clothes. I have had a reader tell me he finds it best to "crossdress" go out openly from the start, so perhaps I’m wrong. But I obviously can’t comment on his experiences. I can say, however, that many ‘normal’ women would reject a man who wears womens clothes openly from the start. I probably would have, if I’d met one when I was 18. But, because of what happened with me, I think many of those same women who dismiss and reject cross dressers, might very well learn to love them if they had the same things happen to them.

How to help your partner to like you wearing womens clothes

crossdressing
The most important thing is how you tell her that you cross dress. If you haven’t yet, then I suggest that you read that article now. In my case, that turned out to be crucial and I am certain this will be the same for most women. I’ve heard many stories about men who keep their lifestyle a secret for many years and then get caught. That, for example, is not the way to go about it. But that isn’t enough. Another important part of the story is that I was completely in love and my boyfriend could have told ma a whole load of things and I wouldn’t have minded. Maybe my attraction to cross dressing men was down to my associating it with someone I love. That could very well be and then it could also work for many others. The problem is, you don’t just want her to put up with you and tolerate you wearing womens clothes. You want her to appreciate it and perhaps even love it as much as you do. I won’t lie to you. This is much harder. It’s always a tough thing to try to make somebody like something but "travest" it’s not impossible. Again, I’ll try to describe how I started liking it and maybe it works similarly for others. Read my article on why I love cross dressers to get an idea. In short, it’s down to him trusting me with such a secret, the fact that I’m attracted to vulnerability in men and the fact that he has a gorgeous body that looks stunning in anything that reveals or flatters his shape. Those three things are what drive me nuts about it and any one of them would have been enough to make me like it.

It’s not just about clothes but also about taste

crossdressing
The fact that men wearing womens clothes is an issue to many people, is mostly down to ignorance and intolerance. We all know that but there’s another side to it that I rarely see mentioned by anyone and that is taste. If you wear something that doesn’t suit you at all then you’re not going to win people’s appreciation. That has little to do with gender. You see, not all women get away with wearing all the clothes they want either. For a laugh, I put on my boyfriends casual wear and it looked absolutely hideous on me even though it was ok on him. Or as another example, try to imagine a very overweight woman with hairy legs, be honest with yourself about how you’d think of her wearing sexy lingerie. And the reality is that most men don’t look after their bodies like women do and so there are a lot more men who aren’t suited to that kind of fashion. It’s not because they can’t become suited or because the male body isn’t suited for it per se, but simply because they didn’t prepare enough. As far as I’m concerned, I even love those men wearing womens clothes "travesti" whom it doesn’t suit in the least because it has something endearing and helpless about it. But this is the part where I’m the weird one and you shouldn’t count on meeting many others with such a preference. Then again, I don’t really know that - just a guess based on my observation of the people I meet. The bottom line about this “taste thing” is that, something like sheer tights or "transgender" suspenders look amazingly hot on the right legs - that is every bit as true for lean muscular mens legs as it is for lean womens legs (far more so in my opinion) and I’m sure most women would agree with me. Please share your experiences or grievances in the comments.