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Girls Will Be Boys, and Boys Will Be Girls: A TG Mixed Tape

Girls will be boys, and boys will be girls

A TG MIXED TAPE

Edited by PersnicketyBitch

A mysterious diary. An unconventional porn shoot. A night out on the town ends with… a transformation. Read all these stories in this month’s TG Mixed Tape, along with an examination of the filmography of the Wachowski siblings (of The Matrix fame), how the pair incorporate queer themes into their work, and Speed Racer (2008) as an artistic statement and a reflection on Lana Wachowski’s transition; an interview with Jenny North, who talks cosplay and genre-(and gender)-bending; and more!

Outed at the Office

OUTED IN THE OFFICE
Fiction by Cynthia V. Hart

The white #10 business envelope had no printing on it, just my name handwritten on the front. I found it sitting in my chair Monday morning when I arrived at work and came to my cubicle. I wondered who it was from; if it were official company communication, it would have been in one of our letterhead envelopes. I sat down, opened it and found a folded letter-size sheet of paper. On it was a printed photo, obviously taken by a smartphone’s camera…and my eyes widened in shock.

It was a photo of Andrea, no question. The dress, the face, the wig, the décor of the club…they were unmistakable. Someone had snapped a photo of me in my “other life” and left it here waiting for me in this envelope. I had thought nobody in the office knew I was a crossdresser, but here in my hands was proof that I was wrong. My heart was in my mouth and I started shaking with sheer terror.

Under the photo was printing from Microsoft Word or some other word-processing software, in that annoyingly overused Comic Sans font. It read:

“Dear Andrew: Is this you?

“I took this picture at a club last Saturday night, and after looking closely I am positive it was really you. If I am wrong, please forgive me and destroy this note. I swear to God, I am NOT trying to blackmail you or get you fired; I am really just curious. You looked really sexy - if I hadn’t known your face from work, I would almost never have guessed you weren’t a real woman. I would really like to get to know this other side of you. Please let me know if you are interested; I promise never, EVER to tell anyone no matter what you decide.

“Your friend always, Wendy.”

I gaped at the signature. Was this the gorgeous young lady I had spent two years or more working alongside, who sat just down the row of cubicles from me? Young, pale-skinned and freckled, busty and red-haired, blue-eyed and very cute, Wendy Parsons had always seemed a bit friendlier to me than most of the people there…but I had put it down to the rapport I often had with women, with whom I had always gotten along much better than those of my own gender. She strongly resembled a younger version of the actress who plays Joan on Mad Men -- Christina Hendricks, I think her name is -- right down to the epic prow. I had always loved the way her wavy crimson mane cascaded down from her head back over her shoulders, and the way her ample breasts filled out the front of her businesslike blouses and dresses. Sometimes I liked to imagine she wore something cut a bit lower than usual or left one extra button unbuttoned just for me to enjoy…but of course, that was mere fantasy.

I sat there for what must have been close to an hour, not even getting any work done, just trying to cope with the news that at least one of my co-workers was on to me and deciding what to do. Was it really from Wendy, or one of my other co-workers who’d spotted me and was trying to trap me?

Uniform Treatment - 1

Chapter 1

There are some themes in this story that some younger people might find offensive. And again might not, but some older people might think that they might offend the younger people anyway. So if you’re a younger person, below the age of majority in your region, please navigate away to another site, or perhaps ask your parents or guardians if you should be looking at this page: it might enlighten them.

So if the above refers to you, you’ve gone now, haven’t you? And I can write what I like?

Good.

Little Boy-Girl Part 16 Michael Comes Out as Michelle and, a New School Year

The day came to go to the school that the kids are to attend. We walk in to the building and are greeted by the principal and told what room to go to. We get there and are greeted by a teacher by the name of Mr. Vaughn. He says “hey Mario how it going and who are these lovely little ones.”

Twinkling Star

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.Twinkling Star

Written by Dauphin
how far would you go to be famous or please your mother?
"So cute and a special way to find out who you are." Diana
"I wanted people to ask... should he tell the truth" Dauphin

Life With Brian

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An out of work 18 year old moves in with his college-student
best friend,and discovers a new side to his life.

But how did it happen?

Life With Brian

by Rebecca Anderson

Copyright © 05/07/1999 by Rebecca Anderson
All Rights Reserved.

Escape! Chapter 7

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My name is John Harolds.

I was a junior at the Sacred Soul Academy, a prestigious academy that churned out hundreds of alumni who would one day become the pillars of society. Something happened that year. My classmates and I became involved with something big that could threaten the very social order of the world we lived in and we ended up being hunted by the police, the military and everyone we had ever trusted. This is the story of the greatest escape of our lives.

What if you were told that the life you had led was all a big fat lie?

I was captured, tortured and denied my basic human rights. Can somebody get me out of here?

Escape!
Chapter 7


By Shinieris

Kingston Academy Shorts #2: Ruby's Valentine

Kingston Academy Shorts
#2: Ruby's Valentine

By Melanie E.

Rudy/Ruby has been having a heck of a time with the Princess program. It all seemed like such a great opportunity to indulge, but it turns out it's a lot of work! Add in a mysterious valentine, and what's a boy/girl to do?

Misunderstood Fortune

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.Misunderstood Fortune

Written by Dauphin
Boys should be heard and not seen, and a sister has a plan to make sure her brother is not like all the other boys
"Does the end justify the means, is this boy happy with the changes?" Diana
"This could be a story of consequences, and justice... then again it can just be evilness" Dauphin

Whose Irish Eyes Be Smiling? 10

Whose Irish Eyes Be Smiling?
by
Anam Chara

Sleepers awaken. What message does Sean’s neighbor Adele leave? Why will Sandra say or do almost anything to protect Sean from Fiona? Why is the talent scout Paolo still scouting Sína? Sleepers awaken.

Curiosity Killed The Boy 6

Six

Dad was late arriving on Saturday. He was supposed to pick me up by noon, he didn’t show until three. He took one look at me and stated, “What’s with the hair?” I told him I was letting it grow out. Mom saw an opening, “If you sent the money you owed maybe I could afford to get him a haircut." Dad shook his head and told me to go. Mom wanted the last word, “See if you can have him back on time."

Mike and Ashley, Chapter 1

Mike and Ashley, Chapter 1

By Portia Bennett

Introduction: Michele (Mike) Donatella and Asher (Ash) Finlayson meet the summer before their senior year in high School. Ash is spending the summer with his mother in Brooklyn, NY. His parents are divorced. Mike and Ash hit it off right away. There are some secrets to be learned over the next year. Some won’t be revealed for a long time after that. Some unless you figure it out will not be revealed until the very last paragraph of the last chapter – nine chapters from now.

The story is not mine. It is based on a very old tale that might have been part of English/Irish lore, it might be French or German. It might even be Persian in origin. I’ll leave it to you to try to figure out what tale it is. If you think you know, PM me. Don’t spoil it for others.

Although there are characters from other stories who make brief appearances, this is a stand-alone story.

Curiosity Killed The Boy 5

Five

“Starting next week you have to spend two weeks with your father,” Mom stated as a fact.

“What, why?”

“It is part of the divorce settlement,” Another cold fact.

“Is Sis coming?”

“No,” I see her minor shake of the head with a frown. Her way of saying, I’m sorry when delivering bad news.

“Why not? Why do I have to go and not her?” I once again get screwed.

“I have a job. I can’t get off."

Sis looked happy stating that fact. “I don’t want to go,” I was afraid of him.

Debriefings 18

Debriefings
by
Anam Chara

Along life’s journey we each encounter those events where all that we know, all that we do, and all that we are may change. But even as we approach such events, we don’t always notice their markers until we look behind us and see them for what they were.

One boy is about to learn that he has already passed such an event, and nothing will ever be quite the same…

Curiosity Killed The Boy 4

Four
It had been three weeks since the day I wore my first outfit. I’ve started making some minor modifications to my daily routine. I took baths, long hot bubble baths, instead of showers. I’ve been shaving my legs, armpits and private area. I started wearing panties. I slept in a night gown. Part of me thought I was making too many changes to fast. The joy I felt each day only encouraged me to go further.

“Mom. Did you use my lip stick?” Sis asked.

“No,” Mom looked at Sis. “Why?”

Curiosity Killed The Boy 3

Three

I sat on my bed wearing an aqua baby-doll night gown and panty. The cotton balls were stuffed between my toes. I shook the bottle of red nail polish, thinking about the risks. I didn’t think it likely that Mom or Sis would ever see my painted toes. It would only be for a few days. I was confident I would never be caught. I found it exciting to have a secret. Like when I wore panties for the entire day. Mom and Sis never knew. I knew, every time I stood or sat I felt the panties caress my bottom. It made me feel naughty, and I found that exhilarating.

Curiosity Killed The Boy 2

Since the divorce things have changed. Sis and Mom work more, and the house isn’t as tidy. Mom is more stressed. She complains about money all the time, and my good-for-nothing father. Some changes have been for the better. Mom and I haven’t received a thrashing; her for being a whore, and me for being a dumb ass. I was growing my hair long.

Curiosity Killed The Boy 1

Curiosity Killed The Boy

My older sister always had more clothes than I. Her closet and dresser were full. The closet in the spare bedroom was packed with outfits that didn’t fit her or were deemed out of style. There were boxes of her old clothes on the floor of the closet. Since Monica took care of her clothes, Mom had a habit of saving her stuff. “You never know when they may come into use,” she would say.

Kingston Academy Shorts #1: The Laundry Incident

Kingston Academy Shorts

#1: The Laundry Incident

By Melanie E.

For Julian Stone, signing up to be a Princess has been a stone gas. But when a simple prank goes horribly wrong, is this Princess man enough to own up?

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Nikki, part 3

"Come onnnnnnn..." Sarah pleads with me, grabbing my free hand and trying to distract me from the task at hand.

"Nope," I say with a smile as I look at the increasingly-beautiful girl in the mirror in front of me. Smiling, I dip Sarah's mascara brush back into its tube and apply more of the wonderful make-up to my eyelashes, increasing their volume with every single stroke.

"It's my make-up, I get to apply it on you!" Sarah orders, pouting in my direction. "Come onnnnnnn, I haven't put make-up on you in weeks!"

Madison

boy-shadow.jpgMadison
By Anon Allsop

I sat upon a little bench and watched shadows race across the open expanse of the lawn. Deep were my thoughts as my mind filtered out and processed, what had gotten me to this exact place in my life.

Glancing at my watch, I saw the dial reflect the sun as it broke through the cloud that raced overhead. I squinted at the sudden glare, angling the face so I could see the dial. Ten minutes till two. I had forty minutes until I would be forever alone.

Nikki, part 2

Nikki, part 1

Ever since I was a little kid I've known I was... different from other boys. Known that deep down, I'm not what I appear to be on the surface. My name is Nick Thomas, and every day of my life, I wish I'd been born a girl.

First Kiss

I was sitting in a chair in the living room of my small apartment. Legs demurely crossed at the ankles. Legs that were encased in black thigh highs, the ones with the cute bows at the tops. Feet that were in black round peep toe pumps with 3 inch heels. He leaned over me and kissed me on the lips, a full romantic kiss on lips that were painted with Plump Lips plum shade lipstick. I was frozen in place and in time, intoxicated with this moment and a slight intoxication of white wine.

The Perfect Christmas Present

[Christmas Eve]

The early evening crowd bar at the George and Dragon was thinning out when the door opened and in walked one of the regulars.

“Hello Mike,” said the Barman.

“Hi Pete. The usual please and a double ‘Grouse’ please.”

Pete, the barman raised his eyebrows.

“I can tell that something is wrong. It has to be for you to order a chaser.”

The tale of two girls Part 4

The tale of two girls Part 4

Dear readers,

I have included a list of the characters which will help you keep track of
all the people in my story. Its basically in order of appearance.

New readers please read the preceding chapters of this story and the two
preceding stories, Chrissy’s new life and Chris's surprise prize.

Please enjoy my Writings, it gives me such great pleasure to write about a
subject that is so close to my heart.

List of Characters

Chrissy’s new life

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Twisted Throwback, part 25 of 25

“It’s experimental, so the Medical Bureau won’t pay for it; I’d have to save up for it, probably put it off till I finish college and I’ve been working full-time for years. And there’s no guarantee it’d work; I might have a womb and ovaries but still not be able to have babies...”

The tale of two girls Part 3

The tale of two girls Part 3

The tale of two girls

This story continues where Chrissy's New Life part 10 and Chris's
Surprise Prize Part 6 left off. Please read those two stories for this to make any sense.

Thank you so much to all who have reviewed my stories so far.

Chrissy:
Mommy was there on hand to cover me with the bedclothes and she and Aunt
Mary kissed me good night while Grandmamma and Sylvia went to the
bathroom to get ready for bed. Mommy and Aunt Mary left the room and told
me they would see me in the morning.

Change for the better: Part 8

Change for the Better Part 8

During the night I woke due to the need to pooh. I wasn't sure about
messing my nappy even though Miss Candy said it was ok. Also it was
quite a mission to get out of the onesie I was wearing on my own. It
would mean waking her up to help me. I decided to use the nappy for its
intended purpose rather than wake up Miss Candy. I turned over on to my
stomach so there was no hindrance for the poo to flow. I just relaxed
and let it flow and there was also some wee. I turned over to go back to
sleep.

Baby Jenny Part 7

Baby Jenny Part 7

Karen said, "My, but we have a very contented baby Beverly."

Beverly replied, "Yes Mistress we do."

Beverly reached around and gripped my hard clitty and said, "Oooh,
that's a lovely hard clitty you have Baby Jenny."

Karen continued saying, "You can use it in us on our honeymoon, Samantha
and I want to have you with us."

My clitty got even harder; they wanted me with on their honeymoon? Oooh,
what a wonderful life I could look forward to.

The tale of two girls Part 2

The tale of two girls Part 2

The tale of two girls

This story continues where Chrissy's New Life part 10 and Chris's
Surprise Prize Part 6 left off. Please read those two stories for this to make any sense.

Thank you so much to all who have reviewed my stories so far.

Christine:

We finished our packing and then left the house to go pick up Kathy.
We went back to the boutique where Beverly was waiting for us. We drove
over to Mrs. Turnquist's home. She welcomed us into her home.

Twisted Throwback, part 24 of 25

“I was about your age when I Twisted,” he said. “And it was a mental Twist, like yours... it was a couple of days after the Twist that I realized what my new obsessions and compulsions were. It was the day I went back to school, and I found myself looking at the girls and thinking about what I’d like to do to them... And I was horrified at what I was thinking, but couldn’t stop. I pretended I was sick and insisted on the school nurse calling Dad rather than Mom. And then I asked Dad to take me home and lock me up, and he did.

Change for the better: Part 7

Change for the better Part 7

The next morning I was woken by something around my clitty. It was as
though my clitty was inside something moist, it was sort of familiar. I
opened my eyes to see it was Priscilla with my clitty in her mouth. The
sun was already shining it was just the two of us on the huge bed. I
said, "Ooh, Priscilla what a lovely way to wake up."

Priscilla said, "We thought you were going to sleep the day away, we've
got lots planned for today, and Angela is coming to style your new hair
this morning."

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