<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><channel><title>Role-Reversal on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/tags/role-reversal/</link><description>Recent content in Role-Reversal on Gromet's Plaza Archive</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Sat, 30 May 2026 20:13:47 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="/tags/role-reversal/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>It Started Friday Part 2: Saturday</title><link>/stories/2014/08/18/it-started-friday-part-2-saturday/</link><pubDate>Mon, 18 Aug 2014 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2014/08/18/it-started-friday-part-2-saturday/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;(story continues from &lt;a href="itstartedfriday.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It Started Friday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Part 2: Saturday&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Kat woke me up in the morning. She proceeded to tell me a good wife would be up first is and have breakfast ready.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I told her, &amp;ldquo;I could have if I was not locked in these heel-less shoes&amp;rdquo;.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;With that she unlocked them and told me to get showered for today. I removed my hose and nightgown and showered. I showered and shaved clean then when I got out Kat was there in jeans and polo shirt. She told me to get dressed and put my make up on. She then helped me with the makeup and I started looking sexy. After her finishing my makeup I got dressed.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Empathy Belly</title><link>/stories/2008/05/08/the-empathy-belly/</link><pubDate>Thu, 08 May 2008 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2008/05/08/the-empathy-belly/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;Being pregnant, for a man, was pure hell, I thought!  And talk about bondage…..  Carrying a baby to full term is the worst bondage I can think of.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;It started out because my wife and I were arguing again about having a baby.  We had been married several years, and I wanted a child, but she didn’t.  I have to say that we were a normal working couple – we both had careers, and were doing quite well, financially&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>A Platonic Relationship</title><link>/stories/1/01/01/a-platonic-relationship/</link><pubDate>Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/1/01/01/a-platonic-relationship/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;PLATO asks Marcella to make him complete.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;PLATO is the most powerful computer ever&amp;hellip; grown, but he knows that he is incomplete. He needs something else from Marcella, and once he has received it, he gives her&amp;hellip; and Richard a gift they would never have dreamed of asking for.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;This story stands– more or less– on its own but might make more sense if you have read the &lt;a href="platonicrelationship2.html"&gt;previous chapters&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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Marcella Henry was sitting at the PLATO’s night monitoring console. As usual, she was naked. Her legs were spread wide for the camera beneath her desk, and her hand was between her legs softly stroking her slit. Meanwhile, Richard – Doctor Mueller – was in the Growth Processing Room lying on one of the strange tables. At least that’s where his body was. His mind was standing in a green meadow having a complex discussion with Plato – PLATO’s anthropomorphic form which he can project into any reality created around Richard or Marcella. The discussion between Richard and Plato concerned ways of creating an Alternate Technology Organism to repair severely-damaged spinal columns without revealing that PLATO, himself, was truly sentient and growing more powerful by the day.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>It Started Friday</title><link>/stories/1/01/01/it-started-friday/</link><pubDate>Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/1/01/01/it-started-friday/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;I have been cross-dressing for years. I have not told my wife much about it and I normally dress when she’s out. I have always surfed things on the net and bought clothing. I was waiting for my wife to go to sleep and when she did I started on my computer. I was searching stories and info about pantyhose and cross-dressing. I know she may have a Dom streak but she does not show it. I then decide its time for bed and go to bed thinking about what being a girl would be like. I dream about being sexy and a wife.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>