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Nicolas has spent his whole life proving himself to others. His latest story is another chance to do that. But what happens when he wakes up as a patient of the clinic he’s supposed to be investigating? Since he was a teenager, he’s had everything mapped out. Start at a small newspaper. Break a big story. Move up. Repeat. Each step, he’s climbed past the doubters. That’s how he got to The Herald. So close to what he’s always wanted. Now his editor comes to him with a story about a clinic. Wealthy men send their wives, and they come back… changed. Physically and mentally. It’s ...

All my life I’ve hidden who I really am. Too embarrassed to show myself even to my closest friends. Then I find out about a series of injections that could transform me into the woman I’ve dreamed of. Is it too good to be true? My body has always trapped me. Traditional hormone therapy would never help. I couldn’t pass. I’m too large. Too manly. Instead, I live out my fantasy the best way I can — as a submissive serving my Mistress. In the privacy of our home. Alone. There, I can be who I really am and wear what I really want to wear. She’s tried to help me overcome my ...

Parker knew her life would change when she came out as a trans woman. But she never expected to be forced into an arranged marriage. Years ago, her parents made a deal with a crime family — the hand of their first-born daughter for the money to expand their business. They were a young couple. Already with one child, and a daughter on the way. But when that pregnancy ended in miscarriage — when they could never conceive again — it seemed they would never fulfill their end of the bargain. That changed when Parker told them her secret. Now, Parker is being forced to go on a date with a ...

What am I doing? I know better than to get involved with a student… And I learned the hard way to never admit my secret. Once I see her in my class, I can't think of anything but her. The way her blonde hair cascades over her shoulders. The way she bites her pink lip when she looks up at me. I know it's wrong, but that just makes me want it more. And when she asks me on a date, I'm powerless. After my divorce, I swore I would never tell anyone my secret. But somehow she knows. Now, she's standing at the foot of the bed, telling me to dress for her. And if I'm a good girl, she promises to ...

I'm always the joke. Always the one people laugh at. But when my best friend invites me to one of the auctions he loves so much, I know it's my chance to impress him. He'll never think of me in the same way again. Benz is always talking about these silly auctions. He brags about all the gems he finds scattered in the junk, but I never believe him until I see the chest. It looks like it's been through so much. Traveling across oceans, wars, marriages. I just know it has a story. Spotting this will finally get Benz to respect me. But if it's so special, why am I the only one bidding? When I ...

Jordan thinks living and working with Brian will be the hardest part of his new job. But when he opens his suitcase, he discovers something he never expected… The job in Biloxi may be temporary, but it's Jordan's chance to show everyone who he is. Sure, he has to partner with Brian. And the company only rented one small house for them to share. But he's worked and lived with people he doesn't like before. If it means a chance at a better life, he can deal with anything. Then he opens his suitcase. These aren't the clothes he packed this morning. These are women's clothes. He should go to ...

I kissed Alexander, and it was magnificent. 100% pure fairy-tale magic. I know he felt the same… But then he didn’t… Then he left me. All my life I wished I were a woman – Natalie. Now that fantasy is a reality. I have what I’ve always wanted. But it feels like my world has fallen apart. On the way to my dream, my life became intertwined with Alexander’s. First, my kidnapper. Then my friend. Then more. Now nothing. He might be done with me, but the company I once worked for – the company responsible for my kidnapping – is not. They still have a plan for me… Will I ever ...

I dream of him night after night. He's dressed in a tuxedo that I'm sure cost more than my first car, while I'm wearing a sparkling black gown. But there are two problems with these dreams. First, I've never seen this man before. And second—I'm a man. My first day at my new job, I'm stressed. My bills are so far past due that I know the collection agents by name. If this job doesn't work out, my gas and electric will be shut off. So I'm already on edge. Then I see him. The man from my dreams. How can this be? How have I dreamed of him when this is my first time meeting him? Over the next ...

It's perfect. Logan needs a babysitter, and I need cash. So of course I agree to do it. Even though it means more time with him. The man I've secretly loved for years. But I'm used to burying those feelings. I'm used to the pain. I know I can never have what I want most in life. I don't realize, though, that everything is about to change. My clothes, my body… the way Logan's gaze lingers on me when he comes home. Each change feels so right, but they all still mean nothing. We're friends. That's it. No matter what changes, his feelings never will. Will they?

It was just some Easter candy. I never thought it would change my life. Sure, I may not be the most considerate or caring person, but that’s no reason to snap at me the way my roommate did when I ate his entire package of yellow marshmallow chicks. So what if they had his name on them… and were half-hidden behind some old spices we never use? How could any reasonable person know they weren’t meant to be shared? Thankfully, though, he must have realized how unreasonable he was. Today he brought home some candy just for me. I’m glad his attitude finally changed. But is that the only ...

Nothing ever fits Grayson, so when he finds a tailor that promises to work magic on his new suit, he just has to give him a try. Grayson has spent his whole life trying to hide behind everyone else. And as short as he is, it's been easy. But with an awards ceremony coming up, he wants an outfit that will turn heads. Maybe even the head of a woman who will finally see past his height. This tailor says he can help him do just that — that getting a new suit can transform a person. Grayson dismisses it as an exaggeration at first, but as he gets closer and closer to seeing the finished ...

I need a part-time job. Quick. When I see the ad for a historical re-enactor, I know it’s perfect. I don’t know it will transform my life. During the interview, the head of the group warns me this is more than I expect. It’s different from the theater productions I’m used to. But I promise to commit to the role — to fully immerse myself in the character. I don’t realize this means I’ll wind up in petticoats and dresses. And then there’s him. The instant we meet, I become stuck. Stuck in that spot and stuck to him. I’m wearing a dress. I should be embarrassed. The heat ...

He’s a star football player, and I’m nobody. There’s no way it could ever work. So why does it feel like he completes me? I’ve never believed in love, but when my eyes catch his, my heart races. His breathy whisper kicks off feelings I’ve never known before. And I may be falling for him despite myself. He insists we keep our relationship a secret, though. Afraid it might interfere with his career if word gets out. But what if there’s a solution? A way we can be wide open to all the world? Should we go for it? Are we willing to give the whole nine yards to hold on to each other ...

For years, Carter and Maya exchanged letters. With each one, their feelings grew. But there was a secret that could tear them apart. Maya was really a boy named Max. It was just an innocent prank. Carter wasn't supposed to fall in love. Once Max realized things had gone too far, he cut off all contact. But it was too late. Both boys had developed feelings they never expected. Ten years later, Max opens his mailbox to find an unexpected letter. Without even looking at the return address, he knows who sent it. His heart races, and his hands tremble. Every feeling that he thought was dead and ...

I only had to wear a dress for one night. Just long enough to fool my boyfriend’s parents. I didn’t know it would change my whole life. My boyfriend hates his family. His spiteful sister and his very anti-gay mom and dad. But they’re also very rich. And if he wants his inheritance, we have to pretend to be a straight couple. That means I need wear a dress and makeup. But only one time. Just for dinner. So why do I buy more women’s clothes every time I watch one of these silly videos that comes to my inbox? And why am I flying to a clinic that promises to help me become who I’m ...

William has always dreamed of becoming a star. How far is he willing to go to make that his reality? It’s been 3 years since he moved to Hollywood and every audition just brings rejection. They all write him off as soon as they see his height. Sure he’s not 6 feet tall, or even 5’8”, but he just needs one shot to prove what he can do. When he’s finally called back for a second audition, he knows this could be his chance. His stomach twists as he knocks on the door. He can’t blow this. He has to show them what he’s capable of. But his jaw drops when the door opens. Why is the ...

I planned to never see him again. And I didn't. For ten years. Until I ended up standing next to him at my best friend's wedding. All through high school, I had a crush on Braden. The day after we graduated, I told him the truth. I loved him. And I wasn't the boy he thought I was. Disgust and anger swept across his face. When he stormed off, ripping away my heart, I swore that was the end. I would never let myself think about him again. But then my best friend called and asked me to be the best woman at his wedding. He's the one person who stuck with me through my transition, so of course I...

“Dancing on stage in front of a bunch of guys is one thing, but doing it while dressed like a girl and in heels? That’s totally different.” The idea is ridiculous. No matter how much I need the money, I can’t perform at the club. Not dressed like a woman. I only agree to dress up for him to prove how absurd this is. I want us both to laugh at how foolish I look. But when I brush the makeup on my face and smooth the dress around my body, my heart flutters. Now, we’re standing in his bedroom, just inches apart, and neither of us is laughing. His stare burns through me. His hands ...