On condition he go to church with her, Alice lets her husband, Francis, wear dresses on Sundays. As it turns out, God is only too willing to bless the newest member of the flock.

By becoming both a son and daughter to his single mom, Greg needs a lot of new closet space.

Joey selflessly allows himself to be transformed into one of the girls of the Sparklers dance team so they can compete in the state championships.

After an impromptu performance in his pink tutu, Hank's wife Cassie encourages him to figure out why he likes tutus.

Martina finds that when one game ends, another begins with a new trip to first base.

Martina, formerly Martin, after overcoming some trepidation, enthusiastically participates with Aunt Miriam in a range of fun third base activities.

Shy and precocious, Martin, enrolls in graduate school in mathematics, never having had a girlfriend. With the encouragement of his parents, he stays with his mom's good friend Miriam, who provides a safe environment within which Martin explores his sexuality. Along the way he finds love and makes a major mathematical advance that assures his fame and fortune.

Blake enlists the help of his mom and sisters in becoming one of Angie's girls.

Jimmy learns from his dad that if there is one thing that's true about the Broderick clan, it's that they don't share their underwear.

Tracy teaches Greg some new tricks and then introduces him to her friends.

Greg develops a new skill with his hand as a result of his fascination for his step sister's pretty yellow sun dress.

Timmy's obsession with teen sensation Krissy gives his parents no end of headaches.

(First published August, 2011 on fictionmania.tv)

Harriet's discovery that she is sharing her clothes with her son Timmy, forces her to make some very difficult decisions. This is a gentle story about a family coming to grips with the question of gender identity.

(First published, August, 2008 on fictionmania.tv)

Aunt Caroline's Girdle

by

Pamela (pamelapamela@hotmail.com)

"Where did you get that?"

"Get what?" I said to my wife Linda. The tone of her voice caused me to become instantly anxious.

"This girdle."

I looked up at her and she was holding a white panty girdle.

"Oh, shit," I said to myself with an awful nervous flash running down my spine and into my stomach.

"I found this in your suitcase Blake, wrapped up inside your dirty laundry."