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This is from www.tgcaptions.co.uk (duh)


I was horrified that my only son James wanted to be become a woman. He had been such a great athlete in school, and was quite handsome. I wish my late wife Christine could have helped me talk some sense into him but my attitudes started to soften once I saw him morph into the lovely and demure Jennifer.
Within two years, Jen fell in love with Tim, an handsome law student who was crazy about her, I resigned myself to the prospect of giving away my daughter – who was born my son. But Jen had another shocking idea.
“I miss her– I missing having her in my very much. I wish she was hear to see me become a bride,” Jen said as we both wept.

“Dad… I want to know if you would become my mother. I get my soft features and thin build from you, not my birth mother. And I want you and I to be closer than ever. And I think you’ll love the feel of the clothes and the attention you get as a lovely woman. I know this sounds crazy, but let me transform you in time for my wedding. What do you say – mom?”
Every sense of masculinity I screamed NO but a little voice in my head guided me to my decision. I allowed my daughter to help me build my look, and to spend time developing a feminine walk, voice, and interest in what girls enjoy: fashion, “chick flicks” , romance novels.
My identity as Henry was being “upgraded” to Holly, a lovely mature lady who loved the role as Jen’s doting mother. Together, we picked out her gorgeous wedding gown – and my pretty MOTB dress. We hugged and cried some more!
That magical day, Jen became Mrs. Timothy Williams, and she was so happy to finally be her man’s wife. I guess you are wondering who gave her away? My late wife’s brother, George did the honors, and he escorted me as well.
I never realized how intoxicating his brown eyes were to look at. Despite knowing full well that I was his sister’s husband, he treated me like a queen. That night, I went home with him and I never left.
A year later, and Jen and I are shopping for MY wedding gown!
Hailey’s Destiny
“I’m not really a girl? Mom? Grandma Frannie? Am I… really… a BOY?” Hailey whimpered as tears began to run down her face. Fran’s motherly instinct took over.
“Baby – no, of course you’re really a beautiful girl. Look, think of all the things you love… pretty dresses… shoes… going to the store with Mom and Gram… everything pink… Justin Bieber…” Hailey nodded as Frannie held her, giggling at the last comment.
“Hailey – we knew when you were born, despite the birth defect, that you were 100% a pretty little girl – just like my mommy knew that I was a pretty girl too,” Emmy added, also tearing up. “And thanks to her making me a girl – I was able to give birth to you ten years ago – the greatest day of my life was holding you in my arms as your mother.”
Fran wiped away a tear and continued, “Hailey – I wish I could have held my baby in my arms as she held you as a newborn. But the wonderful technology wasn’t what it was in our day. I had live life as a man, and as father of a boy – your mom. We didn’t know that we were women inside until we visited Tiresias Clinics. Without them, we would never have bonded like we have, we would not have met your grandfather and your dad. We would not have fallen in love with them – and them with us. I cannot think I could ever be happier than as a wife, a mother, and of course, as a grandmother.”
“Wow. So you two could have been my granddad and dad. Now I don’t feel so much like a freak. I had read on the Internet about girls who had my ‘birth defect.’”
Emily took her daughter’s hands and spoke. “Honey – being a girl isn’t above whether you have a penis or a vagina It’s about who you are inside. Now the doctors will do more than ‘cut it off.’ You’ll go on hormonal therapy which will develop your body just as any girl does when she reaches your age. Your butt will become rounder and fuller, your breasts will grow, and you’ll have a woman’s curves like we have.”
“You might have a cute, slinky shape like your Mom,” Frannie cooed while patting Emmy’s butt playfully, “or maybe you’ll have a little more junk in the trunk like your grandmother – and a pair like these!” as she gestured to her décolletage. “Or maybe something in between.”
A now laughing Hailey “bounced” the bottom of Fran’s left breast in her hand. “I wonder how long it would take for me to grow boobies this big. I’d love to walk on South Beach with big breasts, wearing a tiny bikinis and having all the boys whistle and run up and ask me for my digits!”
Emily and Francesca looked at each, mouth agape, at the proclamation of their would-be sex kitten. Was Emily right – was little Hailey growing up way too fast?
“Hailey, let’s talk a little more about the changes in your body, and how boys – and men – might react to your changes.”
A few hours later…
“So THAT’s why you were making excuses about all these years,” Hailey grinned as her elders confessed about their past. “Is this why the society ladies like to…”
“Hailey – pardon my French, but we don’t give a fuck about what other people say about our family,” Fran said. “What your mom and I care about is you, each other, and our husbands. End of story.”
“And to be fair to your dad and granddad,” Emmy added, “they have been wonderful to both of us. They work so hard and travel so much. It’s not an excuse but your Grams and I – we have needs – sexual needs – and that’s, uh…”
“Honestly – sweetie – we have acted like the whores that we have the reputation for being. And – it’s not right – it’s not fair to our husbands – and it’s not the right message we need to send to you as you grow as a young woman. You deserve better role models then we have been.”
“Aww, Grandma, you have always been a great role model – both of you,” Hailey said. “But are you saying that having sex is… too dirty…”
“My dear daughter – sex – with the right man – is the most incredible feeling. We both love the feeling of being the object of a man’s desires – of acting out our own desires – and of cuddling afterward. It’s also a great feeling of power over a someone who physically bigger and stronger than you. You feel like the goddess that you are (giggle). But you have so much to learn, to experience as a teen girl. It’s time your Grandma and I stop acting like sluts and start acting like mothers. We can’t wait for you to experience having a crush, puppy love, a first date, a first kiss…”
Fran bear hugged both her babies, “And we want to experience these special moments alongside you. We have handsome husbands who make us scream in delight. And you’ll one day have a guy who do the same for you, angel!”
Hailey gave both her role models a muffled “I love you!”
Two months later, a post-operative Hailey made her “debut” at the Palm Society Autumn social. Nobody outside the immediate family knew about the change. Frannie and Emily watched their “protégé” work the room, noting her interaction with some boys.
“Oh look at her , she’s got him wrapped around her little finger. Work it girl! Love that hair twirl. Now that, my dear, is SEXY…”
“Hehe – oh she’s in her element. You know how excited she was to see those bumps on her chest. And those legs! (pause) Mom?”
Fran smile, and grabbed her daughter’s hand. “She’s going to be alright, Emmy. Trust me – you turned out just fine; we both did!”
“We sure did,” Emmy confirmed as she caught the eye of her daughter who had just finished chatting with a “hunky” blonde boy. Hailey blew her mom a kiss and Emily mouthed a “love you” to her child.
Then Frannie, subtle as always, nudged Emily. “Look at those two hot as FUCK studs over at table 2,” Frannie whispered.
“Those would be our wonderful husbands, mother dear,” Emily cooed.
“You know,” Frannie continued, “ever since we decided to be somewhat more monogamous, Victor has incredible in bed.”
“I could same the same about my John, Mom.” Then Emily had a epiphany. “You know… maybe once in a while, we could share a pool boy… maybe on my next birthday?”
Fran looked at Emily with a sly smile, and whispered “You’re so bad, Emmy – I worry that you’ll be as bad an influence on my dear granddaughter as I was to you. Next thing you know – Hailey will want her OWN pool boy!”
“MOTHER! SHE’s 10!” Emily hissed through gritted teeth.
Frannie laughed heartily and hugged her beloved daughter. The next decade would prove to be very interesting for Francesca, Emily, Hailey, and the men in their lives!
The Husband to… storyline was credited to Puyal, Alice Trail, and Kristi Love. Puyal is Juan Puyal, a Spanish cartoonist who has contributed to many genres of adult entertainment. I’m guessing Alice and Kristi are noms de plume for the actual authors, who have contributed to various other ST works, including several more with family themes. Here’s a sampling
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BORN TO BE A BRIDE/BORN TO BE A DAUGHTER
Written by Kristi Love & Susan Henkin with a little help from Alice Trail
Illustrations by Puyal
BORN TO BE A BRIDE-Some guys will do anything for a buck...Bill even agrees to act as a wife! BORN TO BE A DAUGHTER-What would you do for money? Bill becomes a bride and makes his son, Ted become a daughter for a rich man that needs a "family!"
Written by Alice Trail & Kristi Love - Illustrations by Puyal
PINK SLIPS I-No man wants to get a pink slip at work from his boss. These guys get them with LACE! PINK SLIPS II-After getting pink slips from their boss...the guys get used to wearing dresses...and panties and heels!
There are many many more wonderful novelettes that have been credited to some combo of Alice, Kristi, and other contributors and to be sure, Puyal is an amazing animator that segues well with the ST heroines. But these four stories are all about the adventures of a father and son with new feminine looks, challenges, and love. Please visit Sandy’s online store today and buy in mass quantities!
Next time - hopefully with less of wait then last time, I'll highlight some selections from Reluctant Press. :)
BEFORE AND AFTER
The Ying family agreed to a complete sex change – and their attitudes changed as well!
By signing the prize contract, the trio were committed to spending 30 days in femme garb and femme bodies – supposedly the surgery was reversable and they could go back to being guys!But for now, they looked like three Asian princesses in their flowing gowns, perfect makeup, and lithe but curvy bodies…
30 days later – the Yings were out of their ball gown but were rocking three awfully cute sundresses. And they were smiling – and they had that glow that happy women had. The contest period was very eye opening for George, Peter, and Roger – make that Gabrielle, Paige, and Rianne!
As father and sons, they were never able bond nearly as well as when they set up for a day at the mall and the salon as two gorgeous college age sisters and their dear beautiful mother. The trio kept the flowing gowns but also added the sundresses, some cute LBD, even bikinis and some racy lingerie.
One Saturday night Paige and Ri went out with two classmates and the next day they shared with Gabi the fun of flirting with guys – and the incredible power of the female orgasm. The next week, they took Mom out, and she found a hunky lawyer who rocked her world.
With the end of the contest approaching, the Ying girls had a romantic triple date with their new boyfriends – and thanks to Gabi’s guy, he’ll be paying the bill for them to keep the wardrobes and remain their sexy girls!

Their bodies shrank and reshaped, long brown hair grew down their backs, and a feeling of inner peace settled upon them. Realizing that they were now cute single mom Wendy and lovely daughter Danielle, they loved how the shoes made their legs look long and luscious –not to mention how their tushies were now tight and would be make every man notice.
Nobody seemed to remember Wes and David – their new identities and attitudes now in place, a mother/daughter shopping expedition was launched. It seemed that what powers made sexy ladies of the lads, it also gave them economic freedom.
This was explained that Victor, to a noted fashion photographer, had hired our heroines to show off their gams – any excuse where those lovely heels. Wendy also enjoyed flirting with Victor and she encouraged her daughter to use her new feminine charms to land a cute boyfriend!
Marriage Minded
Keisha: (Giggling), Girl, you tripping, get a hold of yourself!
Joyce: Young ladies, do you mind letting me in on your joke? It’s not nice to be making fun of your mother when she’s still wet behind the ears.
Eva: Mama, we’re sorry, but seriously, Kei and I were watching you flirt with that fine man; we were betting how big of a ring he was going to buy for you.
Keisha: I think he wanted to give Mama something else that was also big, like…
Joyce: Keisha Hamilton! I thought I had teenage daughters now, but you sound like the young boys you USED to be. Grow up, both of you!

Eve: Oh, Mama it’s still too weird you know… I mean, we were male, all three of us, I mean, you were our father… it’s just seems wrong…
Joyce: What was wrong was that when I was your dad, I was never home, and both of you suffered from having no steady role model. Charlene, your birth mother, God rest her soul – knew what she was doing when she hired that Sister Corinne to cast a voodoo spell on us after she fell ill. I mean – we were falling apart, as so many families do. This kept us together, and yes, we all resisted our new bodies and cried to get back our male identities of Joel, Kendall, and Erick. But as mother and daughters, we have never EVER been closer – and now I see my baby girls looking so beautiful – still in school, with really nice boyfriends. And since you got your good looks from me – (grins) you think I’m going to sit on the sideline when there’s a man out here for me to catch?
Eve: Mama, you’re right, and I’m so happy to be a girl – and to have a mom again who I love and cherish, and a baby sister who’s crazy but precious and so lovable.
Keisha: Evie, Mama, stop it. You’re gonna make me cry and ruin my mascara. OK group hug – and lets all work together to find our sexy mama a handsome brother – only marriage material, of course!! :)

Joyce: Reggie, darling, I cannot begin to tell you how grateful I am that you not only accept me as a woman, but my daughters as well. Since we’ve known each other since school, you have already proven to be my best friend – you were there for me and the boys when Char died. And of course, you know that Char and the voodoo priestess made it so that almost everyone forgot about Joel, Kendall & Erick. Except you of course. You were made aware by her spell. I always wondered why you never settled down and found a girl – but now I’m so delighted to have you as my best friend, lover, and soul mate.
Of course, I’ll marry you. I love you so much. I will be the happiest woman in the world, and your daughters will be so delighted as well. They are dreaming of the day they walk down that aisle, with you escorting them. Of course, now that I’m their mother, I’m preparing them to be loving women who take care of their man’s needs. Just like I am going to do for the rest of my life!
Baby – I need you to make love to me. Fuck your woman, REGGIE! Make me scream…. My body cries out for you. I’m totally your woman now and forever! I know that I was your hoops playing and drinking buddy – but right now I ain’t nothin’ but your sweet n’ sexy girl. I need you to cum in side of my body, wrap my arms and legs around you! I LOVE YOU ! Ohhhhhhh!
This Week In Family Tradition His2Her-story!
June 30, 1953
Battle Creek, Michigan
Six months after news broke of Christine Jorgensen’s amazing “sex change,” Edward “Eleanor” Willis gave his son Blake a few honeymoon pointers.

E: Now sweetie, make sure you have a nice hot dinner ready every night when your man comes home. And don’t forget, I’m looking forward to becoming a grandmother, Barbara.
B: Ummm, Mom, about that, you see, I think it’s not possible…
E: Oh pish posh. Just remember to always buy him boxers and not briefs. And remember, think pink when you’re having…
B: Mother, this is 1953. It’s a new, amazing modern era. But I think the day where a sissy-boy like you and me can get pregnant is a the day men walk on the moon!
E:Maybe some day a man – dressed as a woman – will!
Hailey’s Destiny
Ten year old Hailey Lindell believes the world revolves around her – and to an extent, it does. She wants for nothing – Daddy and Gramps are billionaires, and they dote on her, her mom Emily, and Grandma Francesca. Hailey often follows Emmy and Frannie on their constant visits to the salon, the malls, the boutiques, and all of fabulous parties.
Hailey’s developed her own sense of style and glamour from being her elders’ “Mini Me” and in their jet set social scene, the blossoming pre-teen is coming into her own.
However, some snooty people have privately castigated Emmy and Frannie – who they already believe are hedonistic tramps who dress provocatively and are sleeping around on their husbands – as poor role models for the child. At age 59, Fran has no interest in being a dowdy “granny – and she often flaunts her bodacious bosom.
While not as endowed as her mother, Emily has the model perfect body that any 30-something mom would die for. And while it’s true that Emmy and Frannie are often sampling the wares of the pool boys, personal trainers, and the occasional auto mechanic – they are careful to shield little Hailey from the sordid goings-on.
One time, Em had to make up a fib to explain why there were two naked men in Gram’s Jacuzzi, and Fran to console a crying 5-year old that Mommy’s screams were NOT because she hurt herself.
But by age 10, Hailey had a simple concept: I’m a girl just like Mommy and Grams. They love boys and boys love them – so boys love me – and I LOVE attention from boys! And while Hailey’s female ego was now entrenched, her role models were busy preparing to help her reach full feminine potential…
“Uh oh. I’ve seen that before on your face, dear.”
“I don’t know Mom. I mean, we have to do this sometime so Hailey can grow up and be a real
woman. But Mom, are we pushing her too fast – too soon?”
“Look, you know we would have had her ‘birth defect’ resolved right after she was born, and we decided that if we were going to be women for the rest of our lives – why now have our baby not have to live a single moment as a maladjusted boy?”
“Oh I’m not against her having the surgery to remove ‘Miss Happy’. You know how amazing they are at Tiresias Clinics, and they made it possible that I, who was born make, could give birth to my baby. I want Hailey to one day be a mom – and I can be a sexy granny just like you (giggle). But what I am concerned about is the hormone therapy. The doctor said that by the time she is 11, she’ll have developed puffy breasts and her hips will widen. Our little girl is going to have titties, Mom!”
“Well if you want her to be able to be a mommy she’ll need to have that child bearing shape and to be able to nurse her child. It’s all part of going through female puberty, dear.”
“I want her to become a mother someday – but I don’t want her to become a mother at age 12. I know you know what those society bitches say about us behind our backs, calling us gold digging sluts . I just don’t Hailey to have this reputation as our little jail-bait protégé. She’s only a ten year old girl, for God’s sakes!”
“She’s ten going on twenty, Emmy. Did you see that pose where she looked over her shoulder? So sexy! Look, she will be fine – trust me!”
“Mother! Have you listened to a word I’ve said? I wonder if you think it would be a good idea to finally let her in on what exactly it is we do behind closed doors with each other and those naked men.”
“Emily – our Hailey will become a women whether we try and shield her from everything that has to do with sex – or whether we throw open on everything. Look, you and I never had the chance to be a beautiful teenage girl. Hell, you know I was pretty jealous watching you carry her in your belly. I would LOVE to go back in time if I could be Frannie instead of Frank. Oh I would go down
on my best friend from junior high, Greg, in a heartbeat."
"This is all part of her maturation as a fully functional female. She already knows she’s hot stuff. What we need to show her is she should not throw herself at every man and every bulge in their pants. Young men will be coming after her in droves, and needs to learn to be selective. I had to push you to accept your sexual identity because I was coming to grips with my own – and I needed a girlfriend as much you did, more than you needed me as a mom."
"This is different. We do need to show her that she does have a sexuality and how to manage it. Trust me, there will be no predators; you and I will see to that, and besides, Vic and John will not let their princess be hurt!”
“I guess I can understand Mom. I – I just not sure what I’d say when I hear my little girl ask me about the birds and the bees. Do I tell her that her mother and grandmother love having sex , and that she’ll love it too?”
“I think we start telling her the truth – in amounts she can handle. I’m not going to start exposing her to porn, but I would answer truthfully – starting with her “birth defect.” She knows that she shouldn’t have a penis, but not why. I think the three of us will have a long talk, and it will help her – and us – cope with the surgery.”