Crossdress Novels & Stories

I exclaimed. What if the people that lived here came back finding no clothes? I had already taken their bed and now their clothes! Creed shook his head again, pulling out light leather pants and a female tunic. The back was cut out and tied at different points in the shirt. Creed threw it at me, walking himself into the bathroom. Shrugging my shoulders, I put on the clothes; no use arguing.

"Where are we going, Axe?" I asked, surprised to see him dress me up like a wonder woman in a tight all-black outfit, for the inside. The outside of my body is covered in a fiery red dress, where the fabric legs dangle down. "Party. Witnessing your uncle's destruction." My uncle's destruction... He doesn't bear the name Xandersis, does he? Should I do it?

“I see, so basically I look like a freak?” “Let’s see, you need makeup, real boobs, and you have to learn to walk on those heels and you need a wig.” “Fuck!” Valerie laughed. “Not to worry.” She reached for her laptop that lay on the coffee table and opened it up. After searching G****e she said, “look, here is a site for crossdressers. Give me your wallet.”

I asked upon sighting a crop top that was capable of exposing not just my belly but my cleavage. "Here, look at this." Madam Cross said, showing me a see-through gown. "oh my gosh!" I exclaimed. "Don't be shocked. Look around us. What do you find girls putting on?" She asked and I turned around only to see that she was right. Their dress wasn't just modern; it was stunning and made them shine. "I'm going to have to wear something hot inside if I'm going to use this see-through gown, right?" I asked her and she busted out laughing.

"Hmm, isn't that too early? I mean, we are just in like the second month and I heard it takes nine months?" "Well, we can shop again if you get bored next time or you don't–" "Let's go. I'll drive." He said, cutting her short and held her hand as he pulled her along. * "What gender are we getting clothes for?" Xandros asked. "Just get unisex. So if it's a boy or a girl." "I think I'll get boy's clothes. He's going to be a boy," Xandros said. Anna looked at him with sharp eyes.

she gestured at me wildly “...this is illegal. How can one person be both hot and beautiful?!” “Well, as you can see,” Sebastian slung an arm over my shoulder, “with our Noah, anything’s possible.” “For once, I agree with you,” Penny said dramatically. She pulled out her phone and snapped a picture before I could react. “Hey! What are you...” I started. “This,” she said, shoving the phone in my face. My mouth dropped open. She had just posted the picture on our trip platform with the caption: Cross-dressing is the latest trend.

Candor appeared in the doorway. Her black sandals had been replaced by red pumps, with slightly higher heels. Her black dress was now replaced by a red one, a much shorter red one. On a shorter woman, the dress might have made mid-thigh, but on Ms. Candor it was perhaps two inches below her crotch. The dress was made from scarlet stretch mesh, apart from the spaghetti straps over the shoulders and a V-shaped panel of lycra that started over her nipples and dropped down to cover her pubic area. She stretched up her arms once more and turned. The shoulder straps joined between her shoulder blades where a strip of Lycra ran down her spine to cover the crack in her buttocks, all the rest of the

“You show up in a ballgown, you’re a princess auditioning. A Cinderella hoping the slipper fits.” She pulled out a dark gray suit I’d bought for a physio conference two years ago, now tailored with the first modest profits from the Crossroads crowdfunding. It was sharp, structured, and cost less than the napkins at the Sterling gala. We paired it with a simple black shell and heels I could actually walk in. “Perfect,” Kiera breathed, stepping back. “You’re not trying to belong. You’re showing up as who you are. The co-founder. The professional. The threat.”

Worst of all, Elijah seemed unaffected by all this. “We’re heading to town tonight. How do we look?” Elijah asked, twirling to give Croix a 360. “He bought me the dress.” I added, slightly embarrassed that Croix didn’t like it. It was strapless and form fitting, showing off the curves I’d developed in the past few weeks of stuffing my face. “Fuck no, Elijah.” Croix stared at Elijah who smiled yet at him. “You’re going to get back into the fucking house before I put a fucking bullet through your skull. That’s what you’re going to fucking do.”

Lost in my own little world, I moved my body seductively to the beat of the music. My body was drawing the attention of every horny male around me. I was dressed in a pair of black leather pants which fit me like a second skin. I had matched the pants with a silver sequined long sleeved crop top, and a pair of rhinestone platform silver high heels. Not the wisest of choices for being out in the woods… but… oh well. My clothes may not have been showing any skin, but they were tight, and they certainly didn’t leave much to the imagination. As I danced, I looked around at the girls around me. They were dressed in skimpy skirts and tops which showed plenty of skin. My friend Kat called these typ