Seeing as I act as agent of sorts for Koz's stories, we put together a Q&A about the story he just had me post, The Ghost of the Summer of 85'.

Q: Koz, what can you tell us about your story 'The Ghost of the Summer of 85'

A: It was one of the earliest FTM crossdressing stories I ever wrote. I was still in a mode of trying, rather unsuccessfully, to write your bog standard crossdressing story about guys in panties, bras, and dresses. Nothing ever seemed to work, so I started writing FTM fiction which brought one of my greatest fantasies to life.

A friend forwarded this on to me for comment, and so I thought I would seek opinion from the women here. A company named Chrysalis has launched the first lingerie line designed for, and by, transgender women.

http://www.chrysalislingerie.com/

http://www.lingerietalk.com/2012/03/26/lingerie-news/were-do...

Because of family pressures, she is an MTF crossdresser and very much on a journey that I so hope results in her transitioning because I know that is where her heart is.

Since arriving here, I have to tell you that I am one happy tomboy! I really have to admit that the fact that I actually have had people reading what I've written (as well as that which my friend Koz has allowed me to share) has really gotten my juices flowing in the mental and, pardon me, physical sense. (with apologies for the not so subtle joke there).

The Case Files of Cindy Masters, Dyke Detective

This Episode: A Chance Encounter - Part Two

by Trapper Jock McIntyre

Masters is the name. Cindy Masters. I'm a detective. I get $50 a day and expenses, $75 if I can get it.

It was a great day here in Where-ever-ville yesterday. Spring is here and I am a happy tomboy. As the sun gleamed in through The first sight I saw was my GF Sparky laying there in all her butch beauty wearing nothing but a t-shirt and pair of Obviously for Men briefs just as she had worn last night when we fell asleep in each other's arms after making raucous tomboy-love.

The Case Files of Cindy Masters, Dyke Detective

This Episode: A Chance Encounter - Part One

by Trapper Jock McIntyre

Masters is the name. Cindy Masters. I'm a detective. I get $50 a day and expenses, $75 if I can get it.

Spring is here and I am in a particularly happy place. Naturally its because my GF Sparky are totally in love with each other and have mutually compatible kinks and fetishes. But, I wanted to list my reasons to be cheerful (with apologies to the late great Mr Lovepants, himself, Ian Dury) about being an FTM crossdresser

1) Being in public and having someone refer to me as "Sir" or "Young Man"
2) The warm soft feeling of pair of cottony y-fronts straight from the dryer as I pul them up my legs to my mid section.

Can someone give me a definition for and proper usage of 'Permission granted to post by author' as found in the permission part of adding a story.

The reason I ask is that my friend Kozmik Alaska, who I like to refer to as a negatively-vaginated girl, much to his delite, has given me permission to publish his Amy Series here.

He doesn't want to do it himself. Basically when he got married he somewhat gave up writing and his website. Not because his wife doesn't approve, quite the contrary, but rather he's too busy living his dream!

Okay -- as some of may have seen, I've posted some of my meager output here as part of the Female to Male crossdressing genre.

So I thought that I would intro myself and do a few whys and wherefores.

Butchytown High School was a cool place to go to school. It wasn't unlike any other school. Yes, it had restrooms and locker-rooms for both boys and girls. The big difference was the girl's restrooms also had urinals like the boy's did. In fact the only difference between it and boy's restroom was that that the girl's restroom had a Kotex and Tampax dispenser on the wall. Mounted next to it was a special dispenser for a product called 'Stand-UP'.

Tucked away in a typical heartland, you'll find the not so typical community of Butchytown. Butchytown grew out of various experiments conducted by various secret agencies in the late 1960s during the Cold War. Given the hysteria of the time, it was felt that something needed to be done to toughen up society, a society that these agencies saw as going all soft with things like flower power and peace and love.